Aleister Crowley Diary Entry

Friday, 10 November 1944

 

 

[Heroin] came.

     

Chits from [Frater] LOV [James Gilbert Bayley].

     

Ans[were]d F.H. [Frieda Harris] ditto.

     

Fire of Israfel: white-grey ash descended on my head & shoulders as a benediction.

     

Lunch: soup made me suddenly sick! Started H92C12 & starving.

     

Finished—more accurately, stopped!—Z12 on the Lamen [for Magick Without Tears] etc.

     

Began Z13 or Horrors [for Magick Without Tears].

 

 

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