Leah Hirsig Diary Entry

Saturday, 22 November 1924

This morning the sun was a dull red ball—no rays—no glare—smaller than usual—Leaden sky—

Thought at first it was the moon.

To town—home—Harmony but still too much jabbering.

To be done later

1. Symbol for slaying of Peacock.

2. Union of symbols 33, 4, 5, 6, 2, 47, 43, 49, 61.

3. Union of symbols 61, 18, 62.

4. General symbol for the Work until enters .

1.19 1/2 P.M. 1 drop Anal. Lew. [Anhalonium Lewinii] in 1/4 glass of wine.

I am Nuit, Hadit is burning in my heart, I invoke Ra-Hoor-Khuit.

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