It’s not quite as much fun to write a review when it seems everyone is basically in agreement. Crowley was not as evil as folklore suggests, and he was a lot more. Spine lettered in red horizontally across the spine ‘[double-rule] | THE DIARY | OF A | DRUG FIEND | [ornament] | ALEISTER CROWLEY [ publisher’s device]. If you are interested in the arcane, the occult, the erotic or the highs and lows of drug addiction, then this book is for you. A piece of fiction.

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When we went downstairs, we felt like gods descending upon earth, immeasurably beyond mortality. These days, 90 years down the track, we simply seem to envision that the drug lifestyle is something that evolved in the 60’s. All she had done was to exhibit wise forethought and intelligent friendship.

Mar 16, Keith rated it really liked it Recommended to Keith by: As if by accident, he gave an account of the circumstances which had led to his leaving. My head hurt as I tried to get swept up in it but really my brain just kept telling me to stop wasting my time and move onto something I’d actually like. At the baser and more bestial horrors of the book it is impossible, even if it were desirable, to hint.

Jul 12, Muna rated it really liked it. She introduced us to her husband, a heavy, pursy old man with a paunch and a beard, a reputation for righteousness, and an unctuous way of sajdng the Phaeton 43 right kind of nothing. He gained much notoriety during his lifetime, and was infamously dubbed “The Wickedest Man in the World.

Fearing no way out of addiction, they go to a restaurant and plan on killing themselves by drinking Prussic acid.

One attacks every problem with perfect confidence. But it always takes some months at least before you get rid of that stupid nuisance—life. One star in sight.


I wired to Paris for the Ape, who hurried over.

Diary of a Drug Fiend by Aleister Crowley

I adore thee, I. But none of this would have been intelligible to, or suspected by, anybody who had seen us. And when I found myself put out on the streets by a grateful country, I became an entirely different animal.

It is beautifully written, has great lines of philosophy carved underneath the story, and has an very moving ending, and I don’t say that about a lot of books. Crowley cast himself in the book as the cult mystic figure, King Lamus, who is portrayed as a shadowy figure in the London underground, but revealed to be a venerable sage with profound insight and a cadre of loyal followers who worship the ground or walks on. I wish I could give you an idea of the sparkling quality of crowleyy she said and did.

Some people thought him one of the best sculptors living. Why lock up cocaine-traffickers if we tolerate cocaine novels? We enjoyed them because they were enjoyable; but nothing mattered, not even enjoyment. The good old boy explained the law.


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Haidee here has got the same idea. So one comes to apprehend a particular rhythm as sympathetic—another as hostile. It could be read and analyzed as a true classic. The book did wander off into verses of poems at times – which whilst I am sure they were wonderfully written and full of meaning, I did find myself getting bored as I did with many descriptive passages of places etc throughout the book In all, I’ve found it entertaining and useful enough that I’ve had it checked out of the local O.

It is all a phantasmagoria of ecstasies, despairs, and above all verbiage. The band was deafening. In fact, in the 19th Century, one could go into a chemist and purchase a bottle of cocaine to help put one’s baby to sleep.


Diary of a Drug Fiend

Heroin is gonna fuck you up in a bad way, you’re going to feel like you’re not in your body for crowpey hours and then want more of it. Diaey it mean anything? It would be absolutely silly to hang about and get left behind, and very likely find ourselves on the moon, and nobody to talk to but Jules Verne, H.

A Life of Aleister CrowleySt. Written in the roaring 20’s. My progress was beyond my utmost hopes and I found myself forced to begin several lawsuits. Her cheeks were hollow, and crows’ feet marred the corners of her eyes. In a deep solemn voice, he said: She looked down at her hands.

I proposed as a title The Diary of a Drug Fiend and sketched out a synopsis of its contents on a sheet of notepaper. Taken with a grain of salt, the proselytizing moments are still quite fascinating in that they are some of the most straightforward presentations of Thelemic occultism one is likely to find. The time came, however, when cocaine seemed to lose the power to lift them up to the heights. He’s over a hundred years old, in 23 Over the Top! Every one, or nearly every one, seems to start to interfere; and nobody actually does so.

It had no business to be there. The result was that by the time Sir Peter recovered from his wound, they were both apparently cured of the drug habit. Aleister Crowley, born Edward Alexander Crowley, was a British occultist, writer, mountaineer, philosopher, poet, and mystic.