Tuesday, June 14, 2005

Excerpts From a Conversation (Part the First)

I am sitting here, next to Mr Ken Frog, occultist, organist, occasional gardener, and professional hen teaser.

Mr Frog, what, in your own words, would you say to be the highpoint, the very pinnacle, of your career so far?

‘Well, I’m very glad you asked me that, Tom, as I’ve been looking forward to this interview immensely.’

Indeed?

‘Oh yes, I simply adore your style.’

Well, thanks, I guess … but what about the question?

‘Well, Tom, you see, at my age – if you’ve lived the sort of life that I have, that is – you begin to accumulate a certain amount of things that one is both proud of and … not so proud of. But the main thing that I am most proud of, I would say, is the ability to laugh at others.’

Laugh at others?

‘Yes, you see – laughing at others is, for me at least, a necessity. I can’t walk out on the street without laughing at all the bonkers twits, twats, wankers and losers that mingle there in some disgusting orgy of idiocy, bad genes, questionable hygiene and—’

Yes, yes, I do believe we get the picture. But, another question I wanted to ask you, was, what about your beliefs about reincarnation? I gather that you’ve mentioned on several occasions that you are the reincarnation of several distinct personalities. Who exactly are these people you used to be?

‘Well, Tom, practically everybody, at least everybody that matters. Doesn’t mean a tinker’s cuss if they lived at the same time, I been ’em both.’

But how is that physically possible, though? I’d imagine it would be a bit of a stretch, wouldn’t it?

‘Oh, you’d think so, yes. But the trick is that time doesn’t at all work in a linear fashion, as we lead ourselves to believe.’

Really?

‘My, yes; in fact, I’m not actually here right now, this is a memory, right? But, I can change that memory in an instant by, say, walking out of here, or hitting you over the head with a hammer.’

But surely we’re in the present now?

‘You’re beginning to sound like wearisome, overly sceptical doctors from bad science fiction movies whose only role in the whole deal is to be an utter bastard onto which the audience can latch their distress. Of course this isn’t the present. By the time you can comment on what you believe to be the present, it’s already the past. All you’re seeing is the afterimages of the entire universe copulating, so that you can view it on your bioscreen.’

The what?

‘The bioscreen. The neurocam, the biological, holographic cinemaplex inside your head; the one that’s being projected in front of you. That’s just information that you arrange into tiny bits so that you can understand it. Well, at least part of it. And what is the past, anyway? If it was real, shouldn’t you be able to go there? After all, sceptical people like you don’t much approve of things unless they are physically present, do you? You’d have to be able to knock your head against it, and then the headache would prove to you that it’s real. Well, you can’t bloody do that to the past, mate.’

I see.

‘I doubt that you do, but I will continue anyway. As I was saying, you’ve got this screen thingy, this holographic image/sound/thinking-feeling world that you call reality, which is really just a quickly mashed together guess, or at best an estimate, of what is really going on. And the future, it’s always just ahead of us, innit? I mean, you can’t go there either – well, of course you can, we can’t help but go there, that’s the point. But you can only go there so fast. Or can you …? Anyway, my point is that, as everything is just a memory at any given time, the key to changing things both inside you and outside of you – because, let’s face it, where do those borders even really exist? In your head – is to go about changing the way you perceive, and especially the way you perceive your memory. Of course, then you have the memory of perceiving your memory, which you can then later recall and reflect upon, if that’s your idea of a good time.’

Wednesday, March 30, 2005

More links

According to this article, Nasa is about to "conquer space with swarms of tiny robot pyramids":
The first steps have just been taken at the Goddard space flight centre in Maryland by an awkward robot creature called the Tetwalker hobbling across the floor of the lab.

Tet stands for tetrahedral: the prototype is an empty pyramid with four electric motors at each node linked to each other by six struts.

Tet can telescope the length of each strut, thus altering the robot's centre of gravity so it topples - enabling it by successive topples to move flip-flop fashion in any direction.
So, kinda like John Kerry, huh? (Cue hollow laughter.)

Another interesting article can be found here; a modern "devil's dictionary," containg many hilarious, and all too true, points like this:
Abuse n: Modern word for what was once referred to as torture. An interim term, soon to be replaced by "tough love" (which, in turn, is expected to be replaced by "freedom's caress").
And this:
Democracy n: 1. A product so extensively exported that the domestic supply is depleted. 2. When they vote for us. (See, tyranny: When they vote for someone else.)

Terri Schiavo's blog

If you don't find this funny, you are probably a hypocritical bastard.

Monday, March 28, 2005

Counter-initiation, Archons, agents, the Black Iron Prison and whatnot

Found a funny interview with Robert Anton Wilson, wherein the subject of New Age is discussed:

DAB: Let's talk about the whole New Age movement happening now, Shirley McClaine, crystal healing and all that: Didn't I hear something about you writing a book about that?

RAW: Yes, I'm writing a book about New Age sewage.

DAB: New Age sewage?

RAW: Yes, I got the idea from William Erwin Thompson, the anthropologist. He pronounces New Age as "Newage" so it rhymes with sewage. And I thought, boy there sure is enough of that around, isn't there, New Age sewage. Just because there's a slight chance people may not have read my other books, and may read The New Inquisition, and think I'm only against one type of fundamentalism, I decided to make the sequel to it, an attack on the imbeciles on the other side. And so, I'm going to tear into Ramtha and all these other sages who come back . . . the main thing Ramtha proves is you can be dead 40,000 years and still be a bore. That may be interesting news, but that's . . . Everything I've heard from Ramtha sounds like an editorial from the Reader's Digest in 1958 or something.

Then there are these ecological loonies who would like to abolish the human race so that the trees could live in peace again. I think they're kind of funny. Then there's these animal rights activists who also seem to have a very low opinion of humanity. I don't know why they don't all commit suicide, and get rid of the most, I mean, if you hate humanity, you've got to regard yourself as one of the prime offenders, because you know yourself better than the rest of humanity. If they have a low view of humanity, they must have a very low view of themselves. I wish they'd remove themselves from the scene and stop annoying the rest of us. I like people, I like humanity.

Now, I've been thinking about something lately: What if there are actually people - agents - who are deliberately making people bark up the wrong tree, as it were, in order to make it easier to control these very people, or, at the very least, to "disarm" the issues they bring forth?

Of course, there's a fine line here; one might end up with nothing more than a spook to point one's finger at every time one runs across a stupid git (which happens regularly), almost akin to a christian pointing hir finger at the devil, or worse, David Icke pointing his shaky digits at reptiles. As for Mr Icke, I'm partial to the idea that he himself is one of these agents of which I speak. I'm not saying he is, I'm saying there's just as much chance of that as there is of scaly reptiles buggering apes to produce humans, and then tampering with them for aeons.

In this article, which I recommend, as well as the rest of the site, Aleister Crowley is quoted as saying,
"What I am out to complain of is what I seriously believe to be an organized conspiracy of the Black Lodges to prevent people from thinking . . ."
This all ties very well together with the whole gnostic thing, with the Archons and everything (by the way, did you know that the word "archon," apparently, comes from the same root as "monarch" and "hierarchy"?).

Now, that leaves the whole issue of just what exactly an Archon might be wide open. I won't be "feeling" that one, as they say, as I gather there are lots of opinions on the matter about.

Suffice it to say that this "current," if I may make so bold, is described in various esoteric teachings. Among the more lucid writings on this - and many other, gnostically themed subjects (seen from a magical, or initiatic, angle) - are to be found in Introduction to Magic by Julius Evola and the UR group:
What is employed here is a diversionary tactic, which is efficacious wherever one is ignorant that beyond the normal world there are worlds of the supernormal and of the subnormal; that the removal of the limits of ordinary consciousness may occur in the direction of the superpersonality and superconsciousness, but also as in the direction of the subpersonality and of a reduced consciousness; and finally, that beyond sensible and "natural" reality there is not only the sphere of the supernatural, but also that of the subnatural and of an inferior psychism. All this is completely ignored, it seems, by the various currents of contemporary occultism and "spiritualism," not to mention "metapsychics," psychoanalysts, and the like. The people who belong to these groups, due to their narrow-minded views and methods, do not even suspect the existence of this principle. [...] Thus the legitimate suspicion arises that what is at work here is a secret, nonhuman, intelligent action, the specific purpose of which is to lead every spirit that attempts to leave the magic circle of practical materialism in a downward rather than upward direction; not toward the higher personality but toward the subpersonality; not toward true spirituality, and metaphysical and initiatic knowledge, but toward the world of an inferior psychism, consisting of phenomena, nebulous visions, and sensations, which end by inhibiting every possibility of authentic development, if not actually causing the alteration and disintegration of the spiritual unity. This is precisely the purpose of the counter-initiation.
The late, great Bill Hicks also said that there were demons being set loose on the planet to lower the standards of God's holy children. Now, reminding ourselves not to take anything literally, can there be said that there are occurances of these buggers actually setting about on a mission to make people more stupid?

I should say there are - just look at advertising, as well as what kind of "role models" mass media is currently pumping out into the biomass; now it is, apparently, cool to be fucking stupid. Just look at Paris sodding Hilton - case in point.

Saturday, March 26, 2005

The Bush and the Bald Spot meme

Weird.

But not as disturbing as this.

Tuesday, January 25, 2005

JesUSAves

Are you a patriot?

Show it.

Wednesday, January 19, 2005

Global poll slams Bush leadership

Apparently, people around the world aren't warming to the thought of four more years of Bush.

Made me want to listen to Pink Floyd's - or should I say Roger Water's? - "The Fletcher Memorial Home", off of The Final Cut.

Take all your overgrown infants away somewhere
And build them a home, a little place of their own
The Fletcher Memorial home for incurable tyrants and kings
And they can appear to themselves every day
on closed circuit T.V.
to make sure they're still real
It's the only connection they feel
"Ladies and Gentlemen please welcome Reagan and Haig
Mr. Begin and friend Mrs. Thatcher and Paisley
Mr. Brezhnev and party
The ghost of McCarthy
The memories of Nixon
And now adding colour a group of anonymous latin-
american meat packing glitterati

Did they expect us to treat them with any respect

They can polish their medals and sharpen their
smiles, and amuse themselves playing games for a while
Boom boom, bang bang, lie down you're dead

Safe in the permanent gaze of a cold glass eye
With their favourite toys
They'll be good girls and boys
In the Fletcher Memorial home for colonial
wasters of life and limb

Is everyone in?
Are you having a nice time?
Now the final solution can be applied

Tuesday, January 18, 2005

The empire

"The whole aim of practical politics is to keep the populace alarmed (and hence clamorous to be led to safety) by menacing it with an endless series of hobgoblins, all of them imaginary."

- H.L. Mencken

The empire never ended, as Philip K. Dick was wont to say.

Feed

In my ongoing quest to link and collate more information than one human could possibly handle, I've set up a del.icio.us feed. Not much there yet, but I will, as they say, dump links there as and when I stumble across things that catches my fancy.

Babylonian treasures damaged by coalition troops

As if this desecration wasn't enough, the US is just as well going ahead and moving down their list of evil countries, the next one up being, of course, Iran.

Perhaps they were going to bomb Iran all the time, but got confused by the two similarly named countries.

Or perhaps that's just a really bad joke.

Anyway, they went to Iraq because they had nuclear weapons and other nasty stuff they were intending to use against the US, right? I almost can't believe that people actually bought this. Now they've given up the search for WMDs, Iraq is still in a right bloody mess, the shit is really hitting the fan, and what do the most powerful nation on the face of this earth propose to do?

Continue bombing these little brown countries.

I really don't see the US getting out of this mess very gracefully.