Duane Moore

From 00:30 until 01:15.

I had been planning this all evening and got into the correct frame of mind by a glass of strong cider. I also used a joss stick in the corner of the room to help with the materialisation.

I never follow the procedure as laid out in The Goetia as it doesn’t do anything for me and leaves me feeling cold. There is something very wrong in my eyes about proclaiming to a Spirit that you are above it. This is just wrong. The “Satanic” approach is much better seeing the Goetic Spirits as equals and that they should be treated as such. This way actually works.

Savedow’s book would be funny were it not pitifully sad.

I actually felt the presence of Sitri before I was ready to begin, although there was no apparent materialisation. When I did begin I called the name wholeheartedly several times until I was in the right frame of mind and my desire had been kindled. I then expressed my wish and went to sleep, the whole operation being carried out in bed.

I had a result this afternoon.

Having been busy with this house of horrors (and other things) over the last three months I haven’t had much time for this blog, but have kept an eye on the traffic reports that have come in and have found that the Liber Lilith entry down the page was getting a lot of traffic. I’ve also had several requests for the .pdf file along with the other Starfire .pdf flyers so am posting them here.

I have nothing but praise for Kenneth Grant and Starfire Publishing Ltd so am pleased to do so.

The Thelema Beyond Crowley pdf.

Kenneth Grant’s Gamaliel pdf.

Kenneth Grant’s The Other Child pdf.

Kenneth Grant’s At The Feet of The Guru pdf.

Donald Tyson’s Liber Lilith pdf.

The last couple of years for me have been trying as so much has changed, a lot of which was change not implemented by myself. I’ve had the death of a Grandfather, Mother, close friend, Father and recently another friend. Each of these deaths has changed me. I was recently told that I had changed for the better, that I was more content to be myself, which I am. That has been one of my major problems in the past that I didn’t like the person that I was and tried desperately in a number of ways to change myself. My glass was always half empty instead of being half full.

I’ve recently come to realise that things are not that bad and this has had a knock on effect regarding various parts of my life. I have a lot to be thankful for, a lot to look forward to.

In a very long time I’m just happy to be me.

I’ve also been very wrong in the past about a lot of things. I’ve been a completely stubborn bastard and wasn’t open enough to see that an open mind is psychically more healthy that one that was closed. By “open” I mean completely non-judgemental and completely non-attached. When I got divorced about 13 years ago I swore that I would never get married again. Now I am open to the possibility. I also now have a completely different perspective on relationships and this has been a revelation to me.

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The title of this post is the piece of music played at the funeral of Chris Randles yesterday. He was diagnosed with terminal cancer last Christmas and was given three months to live.

Sadly died this afternoon.

Nothing more need be said.