Showing posts with label psychonauts. Show all posts
Showing posts with label psychonauts. Show all posts

Monday, December 27, 2010

I Am the Walrus - We Are Together

= Wisdom from the Old Walrus =

Have you seen the walrus? Have you been the walrus? Where is the walrus?
I am he as you are he as you are me and we are all together.
See how they run like pigs from a gun, see how they fly.
See how they fly like Lucy in the Sky, see how they run.

Semolina pilchard, climbing up the Eiffel Tower.
Elementary penguin singing Hari Krishna.
Man, you should have seen them kicking Edgar Allan Poe.

Don't you thing the joker laughs at you?
I am the eggman, they are the eggmen.
I am the walrus, goo goo g'joob g'goo goo g'joob.

= End of Contemplation =

Friday, March 5, 2010

On Approaching Alternative Dimensions

A stairway I would often climb up to one of the hills of Varshana in Northern India
back in the days not so long ago; Varshana is one of my favorite spots in the Vraja area.

A befitting follow-up to yesterday's off-beat blog on Enter Planet Zorgotron, I am sharing the notes I sent to a friend who wrote in, asking for my angle on The Manual of Steve Bohlert (PDF) of Universalist Radha-Krishnaism fame for entering the utopian world of Radha-Krishna featured extensively in the writings of medieval Gaudiya Vaishnava mystics. Subtitled "Create yourself in an idealized identity",  Steve looks at meditational methods for entering a particular alternative dimension from a fresh and pleasantly fluid angle.

I have myself been an intense student and practitioner of the meditative method up until late 2007, when I made the call to expand my inner domain from what I felt was a rather restrictive model for an ultimate reality presented by the orthodox tradition. While holding a great deal of fascination, it had become too anthropomorphic for my taste. Feeling a need to travel deeper into transhuman existence from the abodes of personal divinities, I embarked on a journey of my own through the Buddhist world and beyond, leaving behind the specifics of the utopian otherworld favored by the esoteric Bengali Vaishnavite tradition.

Steve is definitely onto something there with his meditational approach, contra the orthodox and often stiff methods found among the traditional teachers in India, as they often brush aside the mechanistic aspect of the entire process in favor of counting on descending grace and automatic revelation alone. I find it hard to believe that this was the sole intention of the medieval authors, who spent much of their time in methodically writing detailed volumes of thought, and whose systematic writings provide a rich philosophical and theological framework for a meticulous student with a broad understanding.

From a quick read of his short manual, it's evident Steve has a good grasp on the aspects of mental fluidity and the individual's input as crucial factors in entering new dimensions of experience and interaction.. He further seeks to give this idealized world a more universal context, which I find commendable — even while he retains it in the general religious framework of the tradition, which I am not that big on as I find it too narrow and particular for an ultimate existential frame of reference.

Reality is inherently subjective, and more so in the domain of individual mind and consciousness. If you have a wish for entering alternative worlds and dimensions by meditational effort, whether it's the Radha-Krishna department or any other transhuman world, you will need to develop your skills of concentration, spatial visualization, projection, and psychological insight to a great degree. Such skills are highly useful in any field of endeavor, and as such "in this endeavor there is no loss or diminution"; they are in fact something I intend to write about in more detail myself when I get an opening to put more of my head's contents on cyberpaper.

The bottom line as I see it is that if you want to have any level of certainty over your internal evolution, you will need to understand how things function, over and above the grace factor that religions frequently depend upon as the sole saving factor and means of spiritual evolution. If god gave us methods for attaining his dimension, I'm certain he also intended for us to understand how his methods work as a precursor to attaining the level of existence he inhabits, in particular in preparing to share of his (or rather its) level of multi-dimensional and all-encompassing consciousness.

Thursday, March 4, 2010

Enter Planet Zorgotron | Strange Dreams

This is not Planet Zorgotron. It's a cool image I stole from Dave's collections.
I have no idea what it really means, but it's definitely in the right dimension.

I had the strangest dream last night. I was hopping around a planet inhabited by gargantuan cybernetic mutant insects that were generally somewhat disoriented. One of them was more of a humanoid type with long grasshopper legs that let him do crazy long-distance kung-fu sweeps. He soon became a pal of mine and helped me nail down some of the bigger bugs that cluelessly bugged around with their mechanical telescopic extensions.

For some reason I decided to call the place Planet Zorgotron. Woke up in the morning with a big grin, racing to a meeting as I had inadvertently slept in. I can still see the creatures quite clearly if I close my eyes. Must have something to do with the ongoing Internet Industrial Revolution hype and the fact that I watched the jungle slug episode of Stargate Universe before I crashed last night; or otherwise the waiter dropped something very strange for cloves into that glass of hot whiskey I had last night to brush off the cold as I was heading home.

For those of you who were wondering what's been up with the long silence in the blog again; as you can see, it's business as usual and nothing out of the ordinary. I'm still mad as a frog, and evidently going up in the world.

Thursday, June 25, 2009

I Saw the Walrus

It's been quiet for awfully long. I have even received letters asking if everything's all right. Some have wondered what I've been up to, others have just kicked back and enjoyed the absence.

The questions are many. Inquiring minds want to know. Who is the eggman? Where did the walrus go?


Since time is at a premium these days, I thought it best to prepare the above illustration to explain all that and a bag of chips. I'll try and get back to more verbose writings towards the end of the summer.

Happy days in the meantime. Jaya Blogannatha!

Thursday, February 5, 2009

Introducing Halibatsuiba

Halibatsuiba in Space Odyssey Purplosphere

Name:Halibatsuiba
Type:Caribou
Gender:It
Location:Conscious fields
Looking For:Whatever I can get
Activities:
flip-kicking, mind melding, space snorkeling
Interests:
accidental transfiguration, cryptozoology, jinx art, oriental occultism, random concepts
Favorite Foods:
elemental cuisine, magic mushrooms, radical improvisation, raspberry roast, split bananas, 1957 ladies' space boots
Favorite Places:
dark side of the moon, light side of the moon, magnetospheres in general
About Me:
It was November 1957 when I woke up on the dark side of the moon, saw Laika swooshing by in a deep red Soviet space suit. My head really hurt a lot that morning. I have no memories of what was before — perchance that's the day I was born?

If someone knows about my forgotten past, please contact A. Filipchenko of Soviet Space Ventures and have a message conveyed to professor H. L. Tsuiba. Love you, earthlings.

More fluffy Halibatsuiba adventures at
http://halibatsuiba.fluff-friends.com!

Friday, August 1, 2008

Jupiterian Principle: Wisdom Patterns

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condensated knowledge forms are
oscillating in my vision
comprehension unobstructed
roots of wisdom growing wild

phenomena in their nature
interwoven information
exhorting for comprehension
rising beyond human mind

open pastures, heart dimension
ethereal syndication
fundamental integration
solid self evaporating

eternity enveloping
infinity microscoping
emptiness of present instant
dancing in the open space

sipping from the wisdom ocean
medicated knowledge-potion
access insight rivers streaming
flooding lands of soul terrain

life in eden is delightful
flowerlords are celebrating
waltzing troops of crazy angels
have i touched the mind of god?

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Wednesday, July 23, 2008

The Three Metaphysicists


contemplations, mastications, supranormal celebrations |
   revelations, dissertations, precognitive flagellations ||

distributed good vibrations, antithetic vindications |
   germinating supplications, obfuscated formulations ||

epistemic exhortations, meta-conscious demonstrations |
   luminated thought-formations, sacramental elongations ||

picking up the dandelions, jamming with the zion lions |
   waltzing through the autumn forest, life is but a celebration
||

celebration, indignation, charismatic rumination |
   in the whirlpool, dark emotions, starchy texture, glomeration ||

it is not-this, nor not-this-this, anamorphic fragmentation |
   emptiness of lucid dreaming, introspective sanitation ||

metaphysic exploration, transdimension excavation |
   tearing down the mind's creation, transbodhic emancipation
||

... and the three metaphysicists lived happily ever after ... ||

Tuesday, July 22, 2008

Mediterranean Whisper

i'm a whisper in the sea
ocean of my sensuality
i'm a pattern on the sky
echo of the heaven's silent cry

i'm a creature from the fields of light
icarus ascending past human sight
i'm the chaos of the yonder world
bound to perish, enveloped manifold

destination uncreated, resolution undergone
have i shed the mortal coil, shed the flesh and blood and bone?
plateau of emptiness, devastated summerlands
subatomic exploration, weaving webs of superstrands

integrated recreation, textures and saturation
psychotropic stimulation, citizens of magic nation
gone beyond the hollow strata, nescience of iron hearts
a whisper in the sea of thoughts, a master of the arts.