Duane Moore

With a new phone and a “pay as you go” SIM card I didn’t have GPRS settings so rang o2 customer care and asked for them to be sent out. The bloke I spoke to was well with it and sorted it out immediately. I should also mention that the phone didn’t ring long before I spoke to a human being, and they were extremely human.

I was asked a few security questions and what sort of phone I had. The bloke then said that he would send the settings out and that he would ring back later in the day so see if I had got on ok. Wow. It’s not often you get service like that. It’s not as if I use my phone a lot, I don’t.

The settings came through fine and I was able to download the ringtones that I wanted. I also got a call from the bloke at o2 to see whether everything was working properly. What a stunning service, I’m most impressed.

We don’t do customer service well here in the UK so this is worthy of note.

It’s been a somewhat strange week, but I knew it was going to be that way.

When I started planning the renovation of this house I decided that I would turn it into a Thelemic power-zone utilising the same current that Crowley worked with at The Abbey of Thelema in Cefalu. I was completely unaware of the implications of what I was planning, now that the project is nearing completion.

On Monday I knew that this week would be a turning point as I had the kitchen finished off (I haven’t had one in this house for seven months) and had guests for the afternoon. At least I now have somewhere to entertain them as the front room was where the kitchen was all in boxes. My actual kitchen itself spanned across my bedroom and the office with tins of baked beans and corned beef on the floor, not to mention plates and other kitchen utensils. All objects hardly conducive for invoking the 93 Current.

I now have a bedroom that is just that: a bedroom. It doesn’t have any other stuff in there. The front room is now back to normal, the kitchen is sorted and the bathroom is finished.

Having had this lot to deal with for seven months hasn’t given me much time for actually planning the “invocation following completion” but this happened automatically on Tuesday when I got the bedroom sorted. I had been reading Liber Lilith and was approaching the end but placed the book back in its slipcase and removed it from the bedroom. After a thorough hoovering and dusting I felt the current change in a big way. I knew there would be implications regarding this on all planes and wasn’t disappointed.

I also got a new phone this week, a Motorola SLVR, which I have named To Mega Telephone:

The background picture is, of course, To Mega Therion. One of the ringtones I have on this phone is Crowley’s One Sovereign for Woman.

I thoroughly agree with Kenneth Grant when he mentions the risen Kundalini and its manifestation in an external form. For more on this see Aleister Crowley and the Hidden God.

I’m also a lot happier with an altar back in the kitchen as it was kept in the cupboard under the stairs while everything was going on for the last seven months. Just something simple with Magick in Theory and Practice on the top.

I haven’t yet cleaned the dust off the altar in the front room and that is the next step. The grimoire on that altar is Liber AL.

I’m back to my old self and have tapped the current big style.

I have mixed feelings about MySpace, and for a number of reasons.

I get quite a large number of requests from people wanting to be my friend, most of which I wouldn’t piss on if they were on fire. I’m not interested in having friends who are in some suck-arse group who can’t get a recording contract even though they have thousands of friends. You can’t get a contract because you’re crap - face it. Even though you have comments from people saying how good your music is, let me tell you: it isn’t.

I don’t want friends who have nothing in common with me. I don’t want friends who just want to bump their friends figure up. Are you really that insecure as a human being that you need to boost your ego with cyber mates? Get over it.

I don’t want you as a friend if you’re an occult newbie and you want me as a teacher as I have better things to do with my time. Just because you’ve read a few books doesn’t mean that I want to take you under my wing. Heaven knows I get enough emails every week from people who want a part of me. I’m not a Psychologist and I have better things to do than sort out your fucked up life, what you have of one that is.

I don’t want you as a friend even if you’ve written an “occult” book and you hope to make a name for yourself. You’re more than likely just a copy and paste merchant with no real knowledge. Find something better to do with your time, like getting a life, and then write from experience. THAT may be worth reading.

I don’t want you as a friend if you can’t think for yourself. Just because you’re a member of the OTO doesn’t mean that I would entertain you. I’ve only ever met one member of the OTO in twenty years that I would give the time of day to, and they ended up getting expelled.

I do want you as a friend if you can think for yourself, know me personally or want to exchange ideas on a level playing field, i.e. you have actually picked up a wand and have used it.

I also give preferences to women because I love them, but don’t entertain them if they fit into any of the above negative criteria.

To quote Anton LaVey: What good are friends if they don’t do you any good?

My reply: They’re no good and I don’t want them.