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Aleister Crowley Diary Entry Thursday, 20 November 1941
[I Ching hexagram] Hsiao-Khu.
5 o’c. well rested, little 241 [asthma symptoms], but morally X.O.P.
The old “You’re a everything-base-and-rotten” strong, plus worry about health & money (1.1A)[Heroin].
So deadly homesick for Reality—life in fresh air with Sun, Moon, Stars, the Wind, the Sea, the Hills that I could kill myself!
7 1/2 no 241 but floppy (2)[Heroin].
Hughes picked up block.
11 o’c (3)[Heroin] hoping to shop & passport. But 1/2 hour tired me: cough started: went home.
Cable from Saturnus [Karl Germer] no news visa: hopes go Cal.[ifornia] mid-Dec.
Got very feeble at 2 1/2. Took (4)[Heroin].
This is all very silly: I’ve been at it 10 hours, without any sort of rest.
Slept well 3 -4 1/2 (5)[Heroin].
Letter from Peggy Bartlett.
M.A.S. [Maurice A. Sutherland]—I played very well & knocked his silly theories of the opening to pieces. Peevish ill temper and ill manners as usual. I have never seen anything like it he can’t play chess as a game, or believe that I do! He couldn’t understand the greatness of Gurdjieff [George Gurdjieff], the vegetable garden story.
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