Jane Wolfe Diary Entry

Thursday, 21 September 1922

 

     

 

 

 

Resumed Pentagram—morning only to-day.

 

 

 

P.M.

 

Have been in a deplorable state—past two days especially I felt bruised and sore (in spirit?). This afternoon able to work internally, and help matters. What is this huge jelly-like substance? (Heretofore spoken of as ‘mother of vinegar’. A dot of consciousness in this substance which seems to have odour, taste, or what? and does this dot of consciousness move from place to place, or no?

 

 

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