June 3, 2014

           I’ve spent most of my life trying to 
figure out what the hell is going on
here, in this place where we are…
on this planet…Ever since they flicked
on the spotlights at my sudden birth.
        Do you ever look at a tree and say,
“How’d that get here?”
        “Yeah, we call it a tree…and we think we
know what that is. But does anyone
know what a tree means here on this
weird planet which spins…
           … on which the sun is bright… 
the air is clear…travelling beings, we are –
through space on a the crust of a  symmetrical
 rock, molten inside – zipping along
 at thousands of miles per second
on a parabolic  course which repeats itself
through the seasons… year after
year              And what the fuck is this?
Running over my hands… clear
like quicksilver…. 
             We don’t know what the water is.
Let’s not kid ourselves. ‘We have convenient names
for things we only half see’.   *

         There is a great confusion in names.
Once something has a name, we tend to ignore
its reality. We have this name, “raccoon” or
“crow” and it’s settled then, we know what
an animal  is because we’ve named him.
         ‘Names make us blind to the true nature
of things’   **
          But I can tell you one thing. Very few
people really know a crow… To know a crow
you have to spend time with a crow… I spent
six months with a crow in my living room
and I tell you what – a crow is very different than what
I had assumed a crow to be, until I had one
eating out of my cereal bowl in the morning…
and swooping down to pluck french fries off my three
year old child’s plate…
         Crows are fast, very fast. A crow’s beak
tends to be faster than our hands… and crows
like shiny objects and can use tools.Unfortunately,
crows have a tendency to hide these objects, such as
car keys and essential tools.
      And crows remember things. I’m not sure exactly what kind of things are stored away in those beady-eyed heads… But remember this, a crow can hold a grudge. 
A crow can remember 200 hiding places…
        And a crow can fly down to Carolina
in the winter and fly back the next spring
and land on your lawn right beside you as if
nothing has happened.
        What we don’t know about crows is what
we don’t know about every thing , living or not,
animate or inanimate. We don’t know what air
is and how it got here – just right for us to breathe.

           There is a basic weirdness about things***…
You ever noticed? You ever looked closely
at a bat’s wing, the eyes on a peacock’s tail,
the eyes of a trout?
           Or  an otter . Or an apple,
a mango or an orange. We take these things
for granted.  But we don’t know what they are.
We do not fully digest the amazing fact
of the presence of these thing.
           Some days I step outside on a bright
and sunny day and I say, “Holy shit!  Who turned
on the lights?”
            This is why I honour hallucinogenic
plants and their medicines. They increase the
rate information leaps across the synapses
of the brain. We see things we have never
seen before. And we see people and objects
in an entirely different way.
             Such a change of perspective
is essential to the mystical quest.
              There is so much it is necessary to unlearn.

             Mystic have used sacred plants since
the beginning of time. Since I have been awarded a doctorate at the School for Mystics, I feel I can speak 
freely about this subject I have been studying
for years.

               Of course, you don’t need to use
hallucinogens to have a mystical experience or an experience of the sacred… 
               You can get the same effect by not eating
food two weeks, by drinking only water. Then sounds
begin to irritate you… and you have stomach cramps
 but really and truly you have a different perspective on things.
          You know things are weird, yea, likely sacred, too,
But you can’t experience the vision for long…
well, yes you can experience the vision… …
as you’re sitting on the toilet, doing a purge that
no one thought was needed, and certainly not you.
You didn’t want the purge, or anything that resemmbeled it.
          Sometimes treatments just creep up on you. Sometimes the interns just creep up on you, when
you haven’t agreed to or signed on to a particular
        You had no such intent. You wanted to
focus on the eye of the universe, not the eye
of you ass…
                Though both exercises can engender
 “deep” experiences… you wanted an in depth experience.
Well, I must say, even in the School For Mystics,
nothing is guaranteed.  You pay your quarter, swallow
the elixir and take the ride.

                I must say to you, though: which ever
approach you take on the mystical path,
you must be comfortable with your bodily functions.
Don’t even take a step on the path to completion,
 if  vomiting or  total anal purges  disturb your sensitivity.

                Nobody said this would be easy…
              Even if you take the more
expeditious path, body purges will still
be necessary. No point in taking a rare
medicine, if you have a clogged up system.
                 Travel to foreign countries will give
you a different perspective also. I have travelled 
all over the globe meditating in places of power. 
                (And I missed a lot of good parties
 because I did this.  And one or two women have
left me, through sheer exasperation).
                There are many mystical techniques,
but not all of them are legal.
                It has to do with what you  wear,
what you eat and don’t eat, when you ingest
sacred entities, and when you don’t.
                But first of all what you need is the
enquiring mind of the mystic. If the first thing
you think of when you step out your door is,
“What the hell is going on on this planet?  What’s
that, who’s this?”  etc.
                Then we can start talking about
techniques of cleansing, psychological preparations,
meditating techniques:    (First) How to focus.
                                     (Second)  How to see.

* I better put this into Walker Ballantine’s book of aphorisms

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