Sunday, July 27, 2014

Parts Unknown

A Report from The Field

"Whenever you find yourself on the side of the majority, it's time to pause and reflect"
-Mark Twain

For My Friend Mr Bourdain

Any first year physics student is taught that everything is comprised of electromagnetic energy. Also, the storage , exchange and transition of one form to another as being interdependent in nature suggests all of this could be fodder for extrapolation if we take another leg of foundational physics and say energy is information, which is one of the venues Vallee has been exploring as of late given his background in cybernetics and software programming.

 I don't want to be a message. Id rather be a messenger, and if this life has a message, can I read it? Sometimes its a convoluted path of rewrites on the, not recorded.
Typos, poor sentence construction, times what my friend Richard , the trickster calls obtuse.
So be it because it's life, its living...not some painting nailed to a wall. You either get it or you don't and no money changes hands. If one person reads this or that one or a hundred, theres no cloying desire to be relevant unless someone decides this or that fits. I read what I wrote four years ago and think who is that person? Who wrote this crap? But thats life as we know it or maybe we don't and thats the point...playing with what others think is solid ground. Lets rearrange the furniture in here.

 I sat on my lawn chair chain smoking in the garage thinking dark thoughts as I stared out onto the carefully coiffed suburban landscape lit with a glaring sun. Another bout of pleurisy is making my rib cage ache.

Effects, tangible from what could be called a death wish or simply a loan being called as the inside is perhaps the outside as above so below. Seeing oneself as a symptom of habituation, denial and the sort of sleep walking defiance one takes while dangling one's feet off a precipice. Twain rightfully framed the situation as follows: The fear of death follows from the fear of life. A man who lives fully is prepared to die at any time.”  

There is something to be said about cocoons. They seem to proliferate in an infinite variety, he thought. It could be a flat screen television of a suburban home copied from some lost vision of a romantic Americana, a pastoral recreation of the mind, or inversely what Baudelaire called the neurosis of trimming hedges into right angles, the endless trimming of lawns. Perhaps that applies to the mind.
The world can hide as well but it cannot run ...he thought. A phrase long forgotten in some amnesiac's blurred neurons flashed in my brain like a billboard lit by phosphor. The Future is Now.

Another thought floated past in the daydreams of this would be surveyor of perversity,mine or yours...lodged between Kafka and the last redoubt of Henry Ford, who grew to loathe what his creation had birthed to fruition and consequently smothered unpredictability like a lit cigarette under foot, only to find unsettling creatures that have been lurking and awaiting his consecration like wrathful deities..a kingdom of ants shackled to the cost of an illusive freedom that withered and dried up like the bouquet of flowers left on a grave he loathed to return to .

And so he built Greenfield Village, a pastoral cage of stage props that kept him apart and unconcerned with that something wicked that came calling on his door step at 3 am when he failed to ask himself the most pressing question of all...then what?

As I said, the variety of cocoons we inhabit is a thriving preoccupation but then again, everything purchased has a price that comes due sooner than later.

The librarian must have been sent from central casting dressed in corduroy peers through her thick glasses with a fixed quizzical fixed on my eyes as she slowly slides the thick book covered in grey dust across the counter at me. She murmured in a flat monotone.."I think this is called self immolation"

You want to write something serious..? Keith Richards wanders over to me and whispers something in my ear..”its serious enough.” Some bloated goon reeking of cheap vodka has a AK47 in one hand and a plush infants doll in the other holding it above his head like some f--king trophy. Corpses blown inside out. Gaza leveled into a pile of concrete dust. Cursed Jerusalem under an iron shield.
Yeats seemed to have pinned a moth on a cartography of my dark ruminations that afternoon. A rough beast slouching toward Bethlehem in a slow migration of eternal return. as a commentary on the cyclic nature within the lifespans of sloganeering as a short lived substitution for reflection as then "The ceremony of innocence is drowned. The best lack all conviction, while the worst are full of passionate intensity."

The spreading wildfires, massive funnel clouds whose vertices shatter communities into toothpicks. Car commercials and earthquakes in Oklahoma . God shilling credit cards to Christians to meet their match. Duck and cover..or was it roll?

Crowds gather for an evening’s entertainment overlooking the city cheering as missiles flare across the night sky. The National Guard protecting us from children in a life or death flight from poverty and death across thousands of miles of misery atop the so called death trains at the borders of a desert plain. Sludge from mountains of coal ash flow down a river.

Cash being stuffed into the pockets of shills. The hysterics spew the psychodramas into sloganeering shouts onto placards and banners..memes of lost considerations flying around in a whirlwind. You hear nothing in the roaring silence of a vacuum. Do you smell smoke?

The scavengers of human ghosts push and prod the tortured into a limelight for the sake of pushing hair care products. “Want this flashlight,?” he asks, “the batteries are almost dead...yeh it’s Sunday, so f--cking what? Lightning flashes as I type this. The ad hoc confederacies say to move on, we must move on..theres nothing here thats of any use beyond this place. William S Burroughs shouting across the ether. The cops choke a gentle black giant to the ground on a public sidewalk..the mayor decides to reschedule his day off as the midnight shift comes on duty. Outlaws come in a variety as well, some avoid something as simple as a tax on a pack of selling them on the street and another is the presumption of side stepping one's humanity for the sake of a costume that signifies to protect and serve.

I read the news today. Oh boy..You can have whiter teeth, you can get a paycheck shark loan, take the kids to Disneyworld. Just who are you fooling? I don’t know and I don’t want to know. "Is it my borrowed time or theirs? " he asks as his presumption would always be he would discretely slip away into eternal rest well ahead of any consequences. Now..he's not so sure as he pulls another cigarette from it's pack festooned with warning labels. Ruminations upon the multiplicity of differentiation and what became of abstractions such as progress upon a menu of sustenance and corruption..what was simple was lost in translation, or perhaps not.

Detroit that was to last a thousand years sell the paintings off the wall of a museum in a panic pay off for a toxic crack cocaine phantasmagorical fever dream that paved over the natural world..and now the wild grasses sway pushed up through the cracking sidewalks..survival is the highest bar to be grasped in the ruins.

The vile and the crass shout without a second thought as the commentators blithely comment on the contest as a spectator sport from the hermetically sealed confines of an electronic cocoon. Head injuries? A concussion of the conscience? Sociopaths as the leading stock market indicator. You can hide but you cannot run. In this there is the irony of the prospect within peace, of stilled voices superseded by the sound of the wind, lost streets that have no name whose history is buried far from prying eyes...Something obvious has been lost in an increasingly complex entanglement of territorial prerogatives , which is another form of cocoon..and it's a simple thing that might ring a faint bell..a shared community brought together face to remote critical assumptions, no anonymous fates, no technology required.

The next time you sit in a restaurant where you live look around you. Some faces may seem familiar enough to have come from your own family, some may be strangers but all are in communion with the simplest of needs that brings them together and that is sustenance and throughout this planet, there is no lack of variety as if there were no new worlds to conquer. My friend Anthony Bourdain  understands this and manages to continue to ruminate on our world over a simple meal, sometimes pricey but more often than not, what is common, what most enjoy together as community, as family, as societies and yet..he manages to look under the tablecloth that is the surface of such travelogues to find what ever truths there may be, some as difficult as Gaza, or Detroit, or the Ukraine.

Holding a mirror to humanity and that is to be admired regardless of what images are compelled to appear. This much every living creature shares and it requires no extraneous analysis as it is placed in front within the dissemination of multiplication, not division and yes, you can consider this a metaphor for a larger universe astonishingly simple that we have made an abstraction of...and yet when we abdicate..something returns to life renewing itself as it was there all along underneath the Detroit, one calls them "ghost gardens"

Turn on the radio. I hear music wafting over the dried blood on the pavement and smoke over there coming from the next block. ...the music grows louder as if broadcast through a tin can.

I think it's a lost message from the Continuum..delayed by light years echoing from over there under that sewer grate.

Tuesday, July 22, 2014

Angels Upon The Earth

The Gnostic Prerogative

“We can express our feelings regarding the world around us either by poetic or by descriptive means. I prefer to express myself metaphorically. Let me stress: metaphorically, not symbolically. A symbol contains within itself a definite meaning, certain intellectual formula, while metaphor is an image. An image possessing the same distinguishing features as the world it represents. An image — as opposed to a symbol — is indefinite in meaning. One cannot speak of the infinite world by applying tools that are definite and finite. We can analyse the formula that constitutes a symbol, while metaphor is a being-within-itself, it's a monomial. It falls apart at any attempt of touching it.”
― Andrei Tarkovsky

The iconic image of a winged being that mimics our own biology. Dispassionate, observant, a recorder of events as a witness to them as well as being an intermediary between physicality and a universe that we cannot sense directly. The choir of voices said to exude from their ranks as a paean of exultation to something quite larger than themselves is composed simply by their existence in service to a process of creation. What is missing from this portraiture?
It is the carrier wave of emotion, the pulling and pushing of instinct as a biological automatism.
One would be tempted to say that this creature is a projected image of the workings of the human mind, a visual signet of consciousness as a omega state freed from the vicissitudes of
flux that emotions carry us upon.
Then again, we have an answered question before us. From whence did you I originate? Its a debate of contention and a perennial mystery as to whether the mind represents what some call in Biocentrism, the mystery within the origin of consciousness that contains the sliver of self awareness by way of ” I Am “ lodged between physicality and awareness itself having no objectified image. Have we transited from elsewhere, adopted ourselves to the environment, only to return to our origin state? And in this enfoldment into physicality have we developed amnesia, a loss of memory?
Why this transit of states if such a thing represents an actual transience? Why be here versus there? This is a more profound question. What possible purpose could this embodiment serve?
Does our existence have something to do with serving the welfare of this living planet? As we are differentiated from other creatures in what is possible within our domain of this becoming increasingly apparent in relatively recent events? Is there a tug of war occurring surrounding us?
I express these questions without any corresponding answers and wonder if it is we who are the extraterrestrials, the visitors to Earth? If so, something went terribly wrong.
The Gnostics would suggest that it is the nature of physicality itself as a process prone to a spectrum of corruptions, and that a small group of overseers known as The Demiurge are in contest to wrest control of consciousness by channeling it to empirical physicality using a control system which William S Burroughs borrowed this concept from and transposed it as a metaphor wrapped in science fiction. One could call this a dominion of a planet by a chosen elite whose aim is to usurp nature and all that the term nature entails as a interdependent living system, an open versus a closed system whose realm incorporates the physicality of effects as well as the implicit nature from whence it derives which is non local. A sort of local rebellion as it were utilizing the steering of the psyche versus tactical missiles.

Why do so?
From the pages of many a arcane and ancient text, it seems this wresting of natural forces in a unnatural manner is to create an alternative kingdom of subservience wherein the entire purpose of this transit here becomes a resource for a rebellion of resistance or more cogently, an upending of who serves whom. You could say that the means of empirical controls is poised against an end that has no physicality if you can follow this line of very old metaphysics.
It makes for an interesting framing of this situation.
In writing this I am playing with contrast and comparison although the parallelisms are odd, even perhaps striking depending on our mood. On Earth as it is in Heaven might have an entirely different contest as representational of a bridge wherein we are the embodiment of the local as well as the non local. The metaphors of consciousness as effects is a interesting tunnel to traverse between what is optical,....sensory.. if you will ..and that which we cannot observe that which lies behind it as a foundational premise of causation.
I continue to wonder as I wander.

Saturday, July 19, 2014

Gregory Bateson: A Man For All Seasons

Consciousness and The Physical World

I covered the work of theoretical physicist Brian Josephson on my former blog "Intangible Materiality " for which I added a link today on this home page. The reason I mention this is that courtesy of The Daily Grail, I discovered that a fascinating paper is now on line by Dr Josephson and others and can be accessed at no charge. It does fit into my last post " Beyond Logic" and I thought I would further distribute this link for those who care to venture further down the rabbit hole.

    "Consciousness and the Physical World" - Edited Proceedings of an Interdisciplinary Symposium on Consciousness Held at the University of Cambridge in January 1978

Monday, July 14, 2014

Beyond Logic

An Age Old Question

Is logic irrelevant to the workings of the universe? It just may be far stranger than we imagine it to be.
It might be incommensurable to any arrangement of facts. It also may be so far advanced in it's arrangements we just might resemble ants trying to locate the ocean. Rather than a closed system, the point of it just may be it is an open system, open to possibilities far beyond our experience. If one thinks otherwise, one just might be in for a big surprise.

This a a question raised by the ever deeper explorations of the physicality within the origins of matter by experiments within physics that reveal the universe becomes so unpredictable that causality itself is under scrutiny as well as presenting a seemingly impassible barrier to rationality and logic.
From one vantage point if we remove the archetypes of mythology that has invaded the topic of the paranormal pushing it into a liminal niche of any serious considerations, the anomalous could be considered as a reconciling principle between classical physics which represent predictive phenomenon and the unpredictable nature of quantum possibilities.
However each quantum mathematical theory to logically explain causality ( of which there are countless variations) are becoming more and more abstracted, tongue tied and oblique from bubbles to strings and one could say physics stands as does the study of the anomalous on the boundaries of liminality.

Liminality is the signet of the paranormal at the threshold of transition whether it is societal or a matter of personal individuation between structure and anti-structure, In anthropologyliminality (from the Latin word līmen, meaning "a threshold" is the quality of ambiguity or disorientation that occurs in the middle stage of rituals, when participants no longer hold their pre-ritual status but have not yet begun the transition to the status they will hold when the ritual is complete. During a ritual's liminal stage, participants "stand at the threshold"between their previous way of structuring their identity, time, or community, and a new way, which the ritual establishes.

One thinks of the ritual qualities that experiential anomalies entail in terms of initiation that have an inherent trickster quality of logic being exposed as uncertain where evident characteristics of the physical and internal universes conspire to upend one's orientation in both space time and linear causality. All of this within the symbolism of a shadow play as within becomes without in a examination of our species purpose as a matter of investigation.

."..the symbolic display seen by the abductees is identical to the type of initiations ritual or astral voyage that is imbedded in the [occult] traditions of every culture...Thus, "the structure of abduction stories is identical to that of occult initiation rituals"
-Dr Jacques Vallee  Messengers of Deception

One of my areas of research has been the correlation of the chief characteristics between Near Death Experiences and "Alien" Abductions as well as Out of Body Experiences as all three utilize the symbol of light as a passage equated to a initiation that unites the irrational and transpersonal within the symbolism that dreams portray in exploring the liminality of how we define our relationship to physicality..which remains an open ended question.

One wonders is energy is information than perhaps light is the sum of all possibilities.

One has the superimposition of technological symbolism suggesting that such a transitional application of transcendence within physicality is possible within machinery so to speak, while the other suggests the same as a organic matter of origin by way of return to la delimited light, to the equivalence of a inner sun wherein all things are possible. One can say these are representational sides of the same coin whose confluence is identical. One leads to eyeless controllers and the other to the angels of compassion. Both defy logic and  both are anti-structural and both are initiations.

When civilizations reach a threshold of transition on the borders of liminality it's constituent participants as a aggregate sum of the whole find themselves experiencing a spectrum of anti-structural thresholds as an initiation toward a transitional state of acknowledging other possibilities as well as thinking in other categories. In some circles it is known as the equivalent of a musical notation termed an interval when the past civilization or if you will, consensus reality that bound it together has not been erased and it's replacement has not yet arrived.

The third leg of this triad of these passages into liminality and initiation are what are known as out of body experiences as described by the first individual to detail these experiential anomalies, Robert Monroe who offered this account:

"I suddenly felt bathed in and transfixed by a very powerful beam... I was completely powerless, with no will of my own, and I felt as if I were in the presence of a very strong force, in personal contact with it. It had intelligence of a form beyond my comprehension and it came directly (down the beam?) into my head, and seemed to be searching every memory in my mind. I was truly frightened because I was powerless to do anything about this intrusion.
The same impersonal probing, the same power, from the same angle. However, this time I received the firm impression that I was inextricably bound by loyalty to this intelligent force, always had been, and that I had a job to perform here on earth...
It is an impersonal, cold intelligence, with none of the emotions of love or compassion which we respect so much, yet this may be the omnipotence we call God... I sat down and cried, great deep sobs as I have never cried before, because then I knew without any qualification or future hope of change that the God of my childhood, of the churches, of religion throughout the world was not as we worshipped him to be—that for the rest of my life, I would "suffer" the loss of this illusion."

One thinks that if perhaps one counted all the similarities that constitute an aggregate sum to a organizing principle, all of this would lead to an incommensurable infinity of possible outcomes wherein anyone any number of similarities to the whole would fail to encapsulate the sum.

What seemed vividly apparent yesterday is called into question and the critical assumptions that were once logical now seem hopelessly provincial and naive.

It is a question as old as Socrates and Plato who in the allegory of the cave suggested logic is based on nothing more than the effect of shadows upon the "chained" inhabitants of a proverbial cave and that these prisoners by predicting what shadows would appear in what order and by the assignment of names, had created a self referential universe entirely divorced from any remote possibility that recognized their entire cosmology was placed upside down in a context of cause versus effect.

"We probed into the nature of space and time, and of the universal, both with regard to external nature and with regard to mind. But then, we went on to consider the general disorder and confusion that pervades the consciousness of mankind. It is here that I encountered what I feel to be Krishnamurti's major discovery. What he was seriously proposing is that all this disorder, which is the root cause of such widespread sorrow and misery, and which prevents human beings from properly working together, has its root in the fact that we are ignorant of the general nature of our own processes of thought. Or to put it differently it may be said that we do not see what is actually happening, when we are engaged in the activity of thinking."
-David Bohmn "A Brief Introduction to the Work of Krishnamurti"
Everything Old Is New Again

If logic has no place in nature outside the confines of human invention, do experiential anomalies provide a more accurate portrayal of the universe?

Dr Vallee has suggested that the barriers between the human system of logical ordering tied to the antistructural anomalies that are confrontations between physicality as defined by classical physics as opposed to the delimited nature of what anomalies represent are a expression of a control system that attenuates and channels the developmental aspects of perception in relation to a larger universe.
However, what is controlling what? It may be that this is not so much a control system as it is a perceptual illustration of multiplicity in relation to our own nature.

Metaphysics has made a theme of the transient nature of concreted phenomenon for centuries. In Buddhism, one of the fundamental teachings is that all the constituent forms (sankharas) that make up the universe are temporary (Pali: anicca), arising and passing away, and therefore without concrete identity (atta). This lack of enduring identity (anatta) of phenomenon is explained in the doctrine of interdependent origination. This concept of interdependent origination is found in the cosmology of Islamic Sufism as the term Qûnawî gave currency to a technical term, ta‘ayyun or “entification”, that plays a major role in discussions of the Reality of Realities that constitute the interdependence of all phenomenon such as physics has been attempting to unravel.

The word is derived from‘ayn, entity, and it means to become an entity. Given that an entity is a thing, one might translate it as “reification”, not in the sense of a human cognitive process, however, but as a designation for the manner in which Nondelimited possibilities become determined, limited, defined, and “thingish” in the process of disclosing itself as everything other than the whole. Thus all things are entifications or delimitations or determinations of the Nondelimited Real, which is then called “the Nonentification” (al-lâ ta‘ayyun). As for the Reality of Realities, it is the First Entification, because all other entifications follow in its wake.

This cosmology mirrors the discoveries between a wave and a particle as found fairly recently by physicists.

The late and influential physicist, David Bohmn arrived at the theory of implicate ordering and observed that
"In the enfolded [or implicate] order, space and time ( ed: observed in the anomalous ) are no longer the dominant factors determining the relationships of dependence or independence of different elements. Rather, an entirely different sort of basic connection of elements is possible, from which our ordinary notions of space and time, along with those of separately existent material particles, are abstracted as forms derived from the deeper order. These ordinary notions in fact appear in what is called the "explicate" or "unfolded" order, which is a special and distinguished form contained within the general totality of all the implicate orders"
An example of explicate energy...

 I cite these examples to underline that the anomalous as it is currently defined has a pertinent experiential component that is as polymorphic as the fabric that constitutes the aggregate sum of such considerations throughout the centuries although most researchers don't bother with such details and prefer the more easily digestible arcania of archetypal mythologies that descend more often than not into various forms of near paranoia. It is then no surprise that the traditional sciences ignore parapsychology like the plague and yet this barrier is set against what we can learn from the inexplicable.

"Whenever we pride ourselves upon finding a newer, stricter way of thought or exposition; whenever we start insisting too hard upon "operationalism" or symbolic logic or any other of these very essential systems of tramlines, we lose something of the ability to think new thoughts. And equally, of course, whenever we rebel against the sterile rigidity of formal thought and exposition and let our ideas run wild, we likewise lose. As I see it, the advances in scientific thought come from a combination of loose and strict thinking, and this combination is the most precious tool of science."
-Gregory Bateson (1935) "Culture Contact and Schismogenesis" in: Man, Vol. 35 (Dec., 1935), pp. 178-183. Republished in: Steps to an Ecology of Mind (1972, p.75)

The Shared Dynamics of The Psyche

In my research from a sociological perspective two chief features play into the role of the marginalized role of the anomalous that represent the dynamics between social ordering and predictive repetition and it's waxing and waning in accordance with it's success or failure in providing it's subjects with continuity.and the avoidance of uncertainty, whether it was the wave of occurrences in the Cold War or the onset of liminal creatures in our times of uneasy economic controls and political uncertainty.
In times of cultural transition the paranormal becomes a more publically discussed topic while the institutional forces represent the subject as fiction as seen in the rise and use of it's portrayal as fantasy, and concurrently the more attention that is focused on any given aspect of the anomalous the more it rises to the surface as a representation of the irrational and unpredictable all of which appear to indicate to what degree consciousness is channeled. That is not to say these manifestations are strictly imagined.

Consciousness is much more of the implicate order than is matter . . . Yet at a deeper level [matter and consciousness] are actually inseparable and interwoven , just as in the computer game the player and the screen are united by participation.
-David Bohmn Statement of 1987, as quoted in Towards a Theory of Transpersonal Decision-Making in Human-Systems (2007) by Joseph Riggio, p. 66

Therefore it is no surprise that military intelligence has always had a great interest in redirecting these psychic manifestations in order to manipulate them in the service of the status quo as well as marginalize them with disinformation as to place ambivalence at the fore of any focus of attention.

One aspect of a precarious balance is folded into the other with a dynamic of cultural and social forces based on stereotyping the inexplicable at the behest of dogmatic social controls through it's institutions. Uncertainty and unpredictability is a anathema to be channeled.

All of this is bundled into the prime motive of territorial economic monopolies over resources as corporate and government interests intersect as they always have.... since the establishment of tribal communities as monarchical structures. The charisma of a predictable state versus an unpredictable state waxes and wanes in a psychic contest of minds either enrolled in consensus or challenge, the rest follows accordingly Yet when these forces fail to fall into a strict line of causality, strange things surface and go bump in the night as the gates slowly open in the absence of consensus beyond logic...out of their normal contextual associations in rational thought. Reality as a singularity becomes a recombination of multiplicities that merge the impossible and juxtapose the structural and the anti-structural. Impossibilities flourish on a projection screen

“This recombination of elements is a quality also found in altered (i.e., destructed) states of consciousness,” said Hanson, “Odd assortments of items appear in dreams and in productions of visionary artists. This is perhaps the essence of creativity – producing new patterns, new ways of seeing the world.”
-The Trickster and the Paranormal, George P. Hanson,
Vivid Illusions of Coherency

In Tamil, Pali and Hindu metaphysics the term of maya is applied to the ritual, metaphysical, epistemological, mythological and magical -- all of which related to enigmatic qualities of life and consciousness of life, all of which are rooted in the illusions ( at times referred to as delusions) within the architecture of biologically based consciousness itself, which in turn, is based the basis of the causality of linear processes.

At the core of anomalous experiential reality we have the interstatial spaces between our references creating polymorphic realities that are out of context in relation to a normal waking state. Yet, what comprises what we call a normal waking state? Logic as an architecture of thought as superimposed upon nature is captured in the Hindu by observing that Avidya, of the true nature of absolute reality. It is the “Superimposition of the self on what is not the self, and what is not the self on the self, is the natural propensity of ignorant consciousness.”

In many cultures consciousness is equated as being analogous to a dream state and the liminality of dreams in a waking state in the experiential anomalies that do occur defy our previous identifications as to what exactly is personal and what is transpersonal as in the often quoted dream of Lao Tzu found in Taoism.

"Once upon a time, Chuang Tzu dreamed that he was a butterfly, flying about enjoying itself. It did not know that it was Chuang Chou.tells us that, in the dream, he was perfectly clear about his identity, but after he was awakened, this became uncertain.Suddenly he awoke, and veritably was Chuang Chou again. He did not know whether it was Chuang Chou dreaming that he was a butterfly, or whether it was the butterfly dreaming that it was Chuang Chou."

The questions that arise regarding the interstices of intervening space, between the observer and the observed could be seen as the physicality of the environment, the processing of the senses and brain as well as psychological cues have a profound effect on experiential realities as perceived as a singularity wherein this sense arises from multiple sources. The multiplicity of reality is also a foundational concept that underlines Islamic Sufism as juxtaposed against the continuity of thought in that all phenomenon are contingent as they are transitional and contingent in their states, which is also what we observe in the anomalous.

One could say that perception is a cumulative effect and that the reaction to all these sources of energy is to transpose them into a self organizing matrix wherein language as a form of math creates a situation where the term for naming differentiated phenomenon is not the phenomenon itself that is described. All of this process resembles genetics in a sense where information organizes itself based on data already stored in reaction to environmental factors as pathways much as in the case of pathways in the physical brain that serves as memory.
Yet our descriptors become self referential as identifiers that create a scrim of meaning that is superimposed on this or that as described in the relationships of semiotics.

 “Semiotics is in principle the discipline studying everything which can be used in order to lie” 
-Umberto Eco

One can accept the fallibility of experience as we inhabit it even when it is in a state of stability as in normal waking consciousness. Yet, in spite of the multiple sources that create the state of our awareness, there is an imperative for coherency as an automatism, a process we do not have to consciously manipulate or assemble minute by minute, second by second.
This driver of coherency we label the self can create pitfalls, one of which is called Apophenia which is the perceptions of patterns which do not exist that create skewed impressions such as a stick on the ground being mistaken for a snake. Within Apophenia, there is another phenomenon named Pareidolia wherein meanings are created where there are none.

Anomalous experience is a double bind where the predictable is given a new context whose meaning is subjective as opposed to the linearity of logic.

One could say behind the scenes of our waking state there is the randomization of choice which bears some resemblance to the aspects of Chaos Theory, as described by Edward Lorenz as a form of contradictory determinism with a Catch-22 attached to it as he described as the approximations of the present determines the future as predictive but the present does not determine the approximations of the future which are unpredictable. Again we have a case of the interstatial or interstices “between” logic and chaos.

Nature Versus Artifice

Most of what constitutes our awareness is based on determinism.
In other words are languages represent a linear causality that does not exist outside of itself. It tends to be deterministic, predictive just as most normal waking hours of consciousness view the world this way.
How we think and how nature operates are two different things which was the theme of Gregory Bateson’s pioneering exploration of cybernetics.

And so, what is a normal waking state?

One could say that our chief feature is to create an artifice of structure within an edifice of differentiation and polymorphic relationships as well as within an environment that presents choice versus determinism. The two seemingly rear their heads in what quantum mechanics has labelled the observer effect.

It could be that the logic of our waking hours is a form of reductionism.

What lies beyond this is the question of the hour but what percentage of our species population has considered these questions which not surprisingly are stereotyped as being “impractical” or liminal to everyday experience? The inside has become the outside as a sort of wallpaper with Everything may be viewed as upside down.

So we have the normal and the paranormal and in a sense one reflects the other as that one is deterministic and the other unpredictable and yet in the relationships between these two phenomenon, there is yet a to be determined linkage entangling them that creates a third state of affairs which remains unknown outside of it’s effects.which we decorate the gaping holes in logic with as a defensive barrier as well as a means to communicate utilizing stereotypes whether it is language as referents or thought as the root of consciousness rather than an effect..

Could it be everything is viewed in a retrocausal straight jacket of an ill formed logic?
That is for you to determine.

Thursday, July 10, 2014


Space Time Transients

A book by the leading edge neurology researcher into all things anomalous who remains indefatigable.Dr Micheal Persinger's book is well worth reading as a fascinating survey of the field. Even better than is free.

Wednesday, July 9, 2014


What thin line separates suspicions from belief? Is there no clear demarcation separating a faith in anomalies and agnosticism where one can find themselves lodged between them? Can this suspension between conclusions simply be based on provocations?

Recent experiences have left me with the sense that I was glimpsing a vast yet indistinct landscape from atop a lop sided precipice where the details of what I had observed where missing in a sort of blurring of distinctions that fell into a gap between the humorous and the strange.

This is a story of parallelism as portrayed in anomalous events that have recently occurred to this hapless writer. Rather than shedding light on any achievable coherency in their context, they have cast me into a deeper hole by provocation. I have written in the past that such unanswerable questions that arise from such events are deconstructive and, as a result, must be balanced by a grounding of one’s being as recognizing fallibility is a chief feature of attempting to pose any conclusive architecture of rational logic upon them. However, one must not be drawn into madness by way of associating oneself with these events too deeply, or dwelling upon them obsessively. Yet, I recognize a void when I see one when it comes to certainty. There will always be odd sorts of synchronicities that drift in and out of our lives, and yet there are times where there is such a convergence of odd happenings that they move from the liminal to the pronounced.

A few days ago, I was sitting with my morning coffee after letting our three dogs outside as part of a daily routine that is about as rote a task as one can imagine for me, not requiring any thought. I had finished the coffee and was enroute to the back door to let them back into the house, requiring my passage through the laundry room. As I entered the room, a woman’s voice as clear as any other called out one of the dog’s names in a sing song inflection. My wife remained sound asleep in our bedroom.

Not given to delusions and with a healthy sense of self skepticism, as a pragmatic matter I continued on my way..none the less I was affected by this occurrence to recall other such events. Rather than being upset by  a voice from nowhere, I thought it was nonsensical. I thought that if this represented some form of sentience, they must have nothing better to do as to occupy themselves with. If I was pressed to characterize this occurrence with a motive, I would say it was playful.

Some weeks prior to this event, my daughter was visiting my sister at her home when she became aware of an uneasy sense of being watched without any provocation and this sense of a “something” grew in intensity wherein the corner of the kitchen seemed to emanate a location from whence this sense of a presence originated. Reacting as if by having no other option to determine the veracity of this sense, she grabbed her cellphone and shot three times toward that location from the adjoining family room. Needless to say, the image captured created a stir among all those concerned. As for myself I remained stubbornly agnostic as to the credibility of the image not my daughters account of what led to her taking the photographs. On one hand, the image looks like my late son wearing some sort of odd garment, and on the other the German version of Kris Kringle. Certainly a bizarre image, and shortly afterward, I happened to read an article on how the brain is designed to insert anthropomorphic images onto ambivalent visual perceptions. However, this seems more distinct than most of the alleged images others have claimed to have caught by happenstance. 

My reaction was to contact an acquaintance well known in some circles and I explained the odd situation I found myself in and inquired if he knew of any photographic experts who could analyse this image. Consequently on my behalf he contacted a very well recognized expert in such image anomalies and I forwarded the raw image to him. Out of three photographs taken only one contained this image. Some weeks passed. My helpful acquaintance thought this oddity could be a prelude to other events......just as random, fleeting and lodged between the chaotic and the illogic of acceptance.

Along with my anostic intellectualizing, the best characterization of my reaction to this event was consternation. If there was a intent or purpose to this, it failed to flesh the meaning out of what constituted more of a hint of a message than a coherent statement.

Why these apparently meaningless provocations? Rather than being disturbed by them, I became mildly aggravated. This sort of thing has happened before as some long time readers of this blog know, And so my reaction became..enough is enough…

The e-mail from this expert arrived and his conclusion was that the image was genuine and if it were a technical glitch or a hoax, the means by which it was produced remained unknown.

I was hoping his response would have been otherwise but all along I anticipated this anticipation was a hope against hope.

Now we travel further back in time prior to the appearance of this provocative image which is an occurrence that happened roughly two weeks before. My daughter and wife chat by phone regularly and my wife related that our daughter has had a very unusual and vivid dream regarding my mother ( her grandmother ) who had passed away some months ago. My mother within the context of this dream conveyed to her that it was important that she convey a message to my wife that the whole of which was contained in one word. Purple. Needless to say my daughter was completely at a loss to explain either the dream or the odd one word message. However my wife intuitively knew the meaning, which I immediately dismissed as a concoction of her imagination and anticipation. Let me explain.

Just prior to her death my wife and mother would discuss everything and anything as I have observed they both enjoyed gab, which is not one of my own traits. They were in effect best friends. On one such occasion they talked about mortality and the possibility of life after death and this then evolved into an idea they had hatched to agree to a code word. Bear in mind my mother was 87 and had not a morbid thought in her head and thought consideration of such eventualities one way or the other was silly. Yet they hatched this idea.

My wife upon hearing the alleged message that my daughter was given as the word purple, “knew” this was a code word. However, prior to her return to Illinois they had never decided upon the word. I said that naturally this conclusion was patent nonsense. My wife was insistent in her belief which went totally against my grain so we agreed to disagree.. about her conclusion.

Now we move forward in time to the interim period wherein this image was being analysed by the expert. My daughter was disturbed by it, and as a father that disturbance bothered me and of course, I could offer no cogent assurance of anything one way or the other.

She went on a prolonged search over the course of several days looking for verifiable references in regard to an individual whose claim was the ability to access information at a distance, a psychic. Personally I have an aversion to such activities as my intellect sees at best nothing but ambivalence at best to come out of such an endeavor. My daughter told this psychic that some very odd things had occurred being careful not to disclose an iota of information or hint as to what had happened.

The psychic said an elderly woman approached and this woman was insistent on conveying the word purple.

Upon hearing this, I was slowly becoming slightly undone, and was beginning to doubt my own doubts. However, at this time none of us were aware that a key piece of information was missing and it only arrived when my daughter informed my sister of what this psychic had conveyed, this word purple.

The word purple was the password she used and had programmed into her personal computer in order to unlock it. Hmm. Was this a metaphor meant to illustrate that these events are meant to unlock some sort of situation? And if that is truly the intent in the use of that word, it failed to fill in the gaping holes by was of this transcription and yet it would be silly to say, this alignment of sources was not provocative..more of a hint than a scenario.

Out of curiosity I searched for the amount of words there are in the English language to ascertain the odds of this being coincidental. Generally speaking there are 180,000 if you count derivatives and leave out the 50,000 that are considered obsolete.

From a personal and biased point of view, I could assume that as one who has an interest in expressing very theoretical concepts in writing via a public venue, this could be a case of the hunter becoming the prey but then again, this narrative is not about me. Then again, what is the message of a medium that is a parallelism to writing on the subject of the paranormal? The humorous side of that particular equation is that the parties in question desire to insert themselves in my writing and yet what their contribution constitutes leaves me up in the air. Now you experience this and then you don't. Ghostwriting as a transcription in mediumship infers a purpose without an explanation as a self cancelling tap on the shoulder.

I have not a clue as to the frame this picture belongs to. Once again I must end this public examination of these anomalies of a personal nature as to say, they provoke questions rather than answers. I could think of several theoretical frameworks to neatly contain and wrap these events within as if to bundle it all in a sort of false coherency, but what is the point of that as a pragmatic matter?

Your guess is as good as mine.

Monday, June 30, 2014

Open Ends

"We’re so proud of ourselves as particle physicists that we now understand five percent of the universe, but there’s lots left to discover” - Jonathan Bagger, a high-energy physicist

A minor correction or is it a major one? The number these phycists derived was 4.9 per cent. Of course, the glaringly obvious observation, if you don’t know the whole value of what is being measured, how can you derive a percentage of it?

In the last post Frank Zappa’s perspective on the anomalous was starkly pragmatic despite the the common perception that Surrealists are far from logical but then again it depends on whose logic we borrow to analyse the unobservable. During the course of that interview Zappa noted that we do not have a language for that we do not understand only stereotyped placeholder references that reduce the complex as to make it navigable. Of course, Zappa parlayed this point of view into satire, a vaudeville of irrational logic. One sees that all around us. Who could have predicted the installation of a 7th Century Caliphate in Iraq during the 21st Century?

Within another harbinger of the weather here on this planet, we have the secret National Security Court issuing a single warrant to spy on some 7,000 individuals. This information was supplied as an example of transparency and yet if you think about a single warrant covering that enormous number of individuals without disclosing the rationale that lumps together all these folks, it becomes surrealistic, abstracted and paradoxical like so much of what we term rock solid reality.

You could characterize this as open ends becoming a means or as the philosopher said, if nothing is true then all things are possible and that insight came from Hassan-i Sabbah who founded the socio-politcal movement that invented the term Assassin, which interestingly derives from the word hashish which makes a hash out of rational logic.

As we grow older, we pick up our tray at the beginning of a philosophical buffet line of artistic underpinnings for rationality. You can chose between pointillism, abstract expressionism or cubism. One could easily say reality has always been an artistic expression and it’s many variants constitute a spectrum of a single organic unity posed as an open ended question which is the theme of this blog.

Zappa considered every sound to be music, whether it was a toy ray gun or a violin and as a statement he refused to put end caps or borders on what was inclusive. He once asked George Duke who could literally play anything to play a repetious four chord progression over and over again and Duke said “I can’t do that” as he had in his mind an anticipation of playing exotica. Zappa asked him in reply if playing that simple progression was beneath him.

There was certainly the touch of Zen in that.

Have you noticed the increasing velocity of our society throwing nuance out the window at every opportunity that presents itself all in the quest to make our behaviors “manageable”, predictable and serving a ill defined logic of comprehension trumping thought?

Recently I received a letter from Arbitron that has within it a crisp dollar bill as bait for a supplication of my willingness to participate in their ratings program. I kept the dollar bill and spent it without ever answering their persistent telephone calls.

Saturday, June 28, 2014

Zappa On The Anomalous

This interview took place prior to Frank's disclosure that he had contracted terminal cancer. He passed away from what I was fortunate enough to survive after one year of treatment. While he had urinary issues as did I, he accepted the wrong diagnosis as being accurate whereas yours truly did not. In one of his last interviews, he was asked what his thoughts were regarding cancer. He said get tested and then get tested again. His views mirror my own in a less verbose way. Today, I watched his last interview taken from his bed. It was hard to take...that could have been me. The remembrance of death serves a purpose in reminding me I am lucky to have experienced the good, the bad and the ugly regardless of their and my own finite nature. Frank had a quiet courage in him as do all of us when we face every morning. yes, it sounds trite and that could be because it's obvious. For some, more so than others but it's there nonetheless.


Monday, June 23, 2014

It's About Time

We vector time by the rotation of our planet as the basis of our daily existence, to measure, compare and to create a means to coordinate our activities. Then some clever physicists realized that there is a definition of time that has nothing to do with clocks, calendars or the differentiation between night and day. 
Space became the basis of a more universal clock that seemingly has no hands to sweep around a dial. Referents that define space by comparison seemed to unify both the external and internal universes that serves as no more than a navigational aid, or tool making application.
Now we add the mysterious relationship of gravitational force in our local neighborhood of three dimensional semi-solid physicality and it’s relationship to electromagnetic forces and the tentative observation that gravity bends space. Not all gravitational fields were created alike.
Add to this the most primary essence of these forces which is termed light and we have Einstein imposing a speed limit on our space ( time) along the byways of the three dimensional universe.
Now we have the insertion of quantum mechanics violating the speed limit of our provincial neighborhood. Spooky actions at a distance, it is said. 
Note the word distance as comparable to space, hence time.

If this were not confusing enough we add another referent to space and time which is dimensional far beyond our own three dimensions as referents and we consider how many dimensions can light navigate? The last time I checked there the count was up to eleven dimensions. Which to chose? An open loop or a linear arrow of space and time? Or is it a closed loop? Can it be all three depending on our means of vectoring space?

Asking what time it is becomes a silly exercise in subjectivity and what we call eternity is a tricky business as space itself has a trickster element to it in relation to perception and beyond perception there is the trickster nature of space and one is folded into the other the last time I checked.
Some considerations are very much like the non categorical opening of a zen koan as a question that provokes rethinking. What if you went back in space ( time) and murdered your grandfather?
Only a human being would pose such a question and yet the equilibrium the question poses in space is the consideration you would cease to exist as an example of linear causality.

Now the science community appears to have resolved this question through ( of course ) quantum mechanics and you could go back and murder your grandfather with impunity and still possess an existence, the world famous “I Am” principle would be unruffled.
The concept as demonstrated in a laboratory is based on uncertainty as a means of being capable of reorganizing possibilities as a self regulating mechanism.

Regardless of what metaphysician or sage of old we refer to, they all have come to a similar conclusion that whomever is reading this essay occupies a dream state in a isthmus between the external and semi-solid physicality of the external universe and the unencumbered inner universe of observation. In both cases, it is safe to assume there are hidden variables.

In this context we could consider ourselves to be a time ( space ) traveler who is under the thrall of a aforementioned trickster that places illusionary street signs in our neighborhood as an act of suggestion that created a false sense of transient orientation. One could say in our  little neighborhood this perception became a rite of initiation, a tradition of orientation.

An interesting consideration is our critical assumption regarding what is known as the arrow of time and that all anomalous events regarding ghosts come from the past.

Even if we take the linearity of the arrow of time ( space) to be a horizontal timeline ruled by clocks and calendars, oddly enough we remain time travelers and this we can easily self verify.
A question then appears as a consequence of this framing of our travels through time which is are we traveling at all? Are we stationary as to suggest this is the reason behind ghosts as a transitional reformatting of energy as information that remain oriented here? This is what Rodney Collin called the “electronic state”  

Perhaps the iris of the human eye as pictured at the top of this essay that links the parallel universes of external and internal time keeping bears a relationship to what we see as a tunnel through the three dimensional physicality of the visible universe known colloquially as a black hole as the microcosm of the macrocosm.

Then we may as well consider that despite our own transitional state of semi-physicality, we too are ghosts, only of a different stripe lulled into possessing any number of false suppositions like the Flatlanders of Hinton’s exploration of perception linked to dimensional qualities.
Then again the further we remove ourselves from the psychological safety of both clocks and calendars as well as the safety of biology through the limits of perception things become rapidly abstracted. It tells us that certainty is a subjectivity and probing deeper into abstracted extensions of time, what of the ghost ships that patrol our atmosphere and their strange vectoring? Then again how do human ghosts vector themselves?

Do these ghost ships resemble what Gurdjieff termed ‘omni-present platforms” as a means to create a vectoring system for the disembodied?  Are the skies a highway for the dead as much as the bones of what were their habitations as merely referents they cannot walk away from?
Is the sky a proverbial river Styx? The metaphor of the heavenly afterlife of angels walking through the clouds closes a circle of human mythologies in a 21st Century context envisioned with the framework of technological picture frames..but then’s about time and it's mysteries onto which we are folded within as the primary axis of the paranormal.

If quantum mechanics provides for the reorganization of energetic information imbued with physicality in a manner that allows time travel, a question arises. Is there more than one version of the past? If so, how many versions are possible on parallel paths or more cogently, parallel universes of human experience? Is there a universe where the butterfly effect runs in reverse, achieving what some scientists label as retro-causation?

We all know the old axiom from physics, that no information \ energy is destroyed, it is simply modified. We assume by perception that the arrow of time moves forward but does it also reverse, and if it does, is there a middle ground where a demarcation does not exist between them, rather a state that resembles the spectrum of a continuum? Are some cases of precognition evidence of retro-causation? Information carried from the future into the past which we call the present? What of persistent images that play as a unending spool in ghost visualizations? A woman is seen walking up a staircase over and over by witnesses through the centuries. The disturbance or reorganization of a certain vectoring by the physical rehabilitation of the locality where ghost behaviors occur, is this a case of quantum restructuring that causes the cubing of activity as an effect by the disturbance of the past? 
Is this subliminally sensed in it's original context? The rapping of hammers without a source of sound heard arising from a parlor on a summer day in 1909. Are the visions of strange airships originating from a future past? Rick Phillips and myself went through a prolonged discussion along similar lines some time ago and we both arrived at an odd conclusion. There is no such artifact as now. So, dear reader, if this is so what does this imply in relation to 1906?