Took 2 sniffs of N.B. last night and E. There is something for me to get out of this Shot-Drill. To the finite mind complete knowledge of the future, the pre-ordained, would mean insanity, annihilation by fighting continually, stupefaction by drink or drugs, suicide, soddenness—depending on the mind obtaining such knowledge? The element of surprise, whether or joy of grief, pleasure or pain, keeps us interested in life. The hopelessness of the very poor makes them turn to drink or sensual excesses—they have no other relief.

The finite mind says, “How horribly bored God must be!” If everything is known, how could it be otherwise?

Pentagram morning and evening henceforth.