I’ll give it a listen tomorrow.
One of my favourite Aleister Crowley stories.
William Seabrook was an American journalist who befriended Crowley in New York toward the end of the First World War. He wrote about him in his 1940 book Witchcraft: Its Power in the World Today.
Seabrook was strolling down Fifth Avenue with Crowley one afternoon. As they crossed 42nd Street, Crowley offered a demonstration of "sympathetic magick" and pointed out a businessman just ahead of them.
Crowley fell into step a few feet behind the man and copied his walk and movements exactly, becoming an "astral ghost" of him.
Crowley then deliberately buckled at the knees, dropped into a squat, bounced back up and kept walking. The businessman went flying as though his legs had been shot out from under him, and he sprawled on the ground until passers-by, including Crowley and Seabrook, helped him up.
