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Aleister Crowley Diary Entry Thursday, 18 November 1943
[I Ching hexagram] 15.
“Eight and ninety rules of art” why 98? I never knew 2 x 72=“harmony of perfection” does not ring the bell. But 90=Tzaddi the Emperor and 8=Cheth the Charioteer (Cup-bearer) seems exactly right, and may for good measure hint at the Bagh-i-Muattar, i.e. women should not join a symposium. True, drink coarsens and degrades them.
The 45th Anniversary of my First Initiation.[1] [+ a top triangle: GD?].
Party [thrown by Vyvyan Deacon] bloody awful. No cup! Mrs. M. [Anne Macky] (Soror F[iat] Y[od]) brought lovely spray of orchids white & purple. F.H. [Frieda Harris] cakes. [Frater] LOV [James Gilbert Bayley] odds and ends. No photos.
Thwarted all day.
1—Today is Crowley's 44th "magical" birthday—The anniversary of his initiation into the Golden Dawn on 18 November 1898.
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