Showing posts with label imagination. Show all posts
Showing posts with label imagination. Show all posts

Saturday, April 11, 2015

The Language of the Birds

This video takes listening to an Alan Watts lecture to a whole new level. I’d like to see this done with the likes of Terence Mckenna, Tim Leary, Robert Anton Wilson, Sri Krishnamurti and Manly P. Hall. How bout it?





Sunday, November 30, 2014

SHUT UP OR STAND UP!



- --- a fragment. Transcribed from a cassette tape recording made at a seance in 1973.




"I PICK THE GOD DAMN terror of the fucking gods out of my nose! Pardon my language. But YEEEEEHAW, let the sons of God and man bear witness! Even in the belly of the Thunderbird I've been casting out the False Prophets; I'm busting a gut and blowing my O-ring, and ripe to throw a LOAF! For I speak only the fucking Truth, and never in my days have I spoken other than! For my every utterance is a lie, including this very one you hear! I say, `Fuck'em if they can't take a joke!' By God, `Anything for a laugh', I say. I am the last remaining Homo Correctus, I am the god damn Man of the Future! I'll drive a mile so as not to walk a foot; I am a human being of the first god damn water!

Yes, I'm the javelina humping junkie that jumped the Men from Mars! I drank the Devil under seven tables, I am too intense to die, I'm insured for acts o' God and Satan! I was shanghaied by bodiless fiends and alien jews from a corporate galaxy, and got away with their hubcaps! I cannot be tracked on radar! I wear nothing uniform, I wear NO god damn uniform! Yes baby, I'm 23 feet tall and have 13 rows o' teats; I was suckled by a triceratops, I gave the Anti-Virgin a high-protein tonsil wash! I'm a bacteriological weapon, I armed and loaded! I'm a fission reactor, I fart plutonium, power plants are fueled by the sweat from my brow; when they plug me in, the lights go out in Hong Kong! I weigh 666 pounds in zero gravity, come and get me! I've sired retarded space bastards across the Cosmos, I cook and eat my dead; YAH-HOOOO, I'm the Unshaven Thorn Tree of the Atlantis Zoo! I pay no taxes! 

Thursday, November 27, 2014

The Flow To Go

Poetic licence rules with an iron fist when they unite their energies, Neptune dissolves and diffuses Saturn concretises and defines. ‘Holding it all together’ and ‘going with the flow’ are no longer hippy mantras but mutually bound necessities that must find a synthesis. For us the computer screen world has become a worm-hole into the universes of the imagination and these in turn become real by virtue of the underlying force of their emotional impact.


Tuesday, October 21, 2014

Sophia is The Key

Who is Sophia? 


I am the first and the last. I am the honored one and the scorned one. 
I am the whore, and the holy one. I am the wife and the virgin.
I am the mother and the daughter….I am she whose wedding is great,
and I have not taken a husband….I am knowledge, and ignorance.
THUNDER, PERFECT MIND, Gnostic poem, 100 A.D.



Sophia is a central figure of the Gnostic texts and is a central figure in the Odes of Solomon found in the Gnostic text, Pistis Sophia. Every mystical branch of every religion refers to her. She is universal.

Sophia is that part of humanity that gives us unlimited power. The part that is coveted by the Masters of The Elite. An ability they do not have nor can they hope to attain. The ability that can bring them down through proper use and meditation. Sophia can and will begin to reverse the damage once you have contacted that part of you. Humanity joining together and using the gifts bestowed to us is all it takes. Learn this knowledge and pass it on.

The early Judeo-Christian Gnostics referred to her as the Wisdom of God. She is God’s feminine half—the compassionate side. She is the Holy Ghost, the Logos, Word, or Tao. She is Universal Intelligence projected into this realm by the First Manifested described in Gnostic Cosmology. She originates from regions outside time and space; from the world of the Shamans—the unconscious. She is infinite intelligence and wisdom always providing guidance and help to those who ask. Because she is beyond space and time, she is the source of synchronistic events and exists just behind the veil. Sophia sends us messages in dreams, often found through archetypal symbols found in mythology and alchemy. In psychological terms, von Franz describes her as representing the collective unconscious as “the sum of all the original idea patterns of reality.” (von Franz, Alchemy, p.184)

In St. Thomas Aquinas’s alchemical treatise, Aurora consurgens, Sophia seeks the human being who is worthy of her. She whispers in our ears in those quiet moments when we are still, to come and draw near. “Leave the ways of the Corruptor, and come near to me and I will enter into you and make you wise in the way of Truth.” (Ode to Solomon, p. 146) This represents the mystical marriage of our soul with the godhead. It represents the merging of our consciousness with our ‘diamond body’ by turning off the ‘out-flowing’ of our individual will. Once this happens we will possess a higher state of awareness and gradually melt and merge into something else—our beloved.



Rise



None of us is in danger of losing sight of the world's suffering. Every form of news media, art, and entertainment relentlessly barrages us with reminders. The rebels and iconoclasts offer an alternative truth that sometimes rises above the nihilistic propaganda: that the world is beautiful, that humans are miraculous, that we are doing amazingly well as we carry out this impossible experiment called life.




Spread the Word

Thursday, October 16, 2014

Obstacles


“Success is determined not by whether or not you face obstacles, but by your reaction to them. And if you look at these obstacles as a containing fence, they become your excuse for failure. If you look at them as a hurdle, each one strengthens you for the next.”

--- Ben Carson