"But we, who have made no effort whatsoever to filter, who in our works have made ourselves into simple receptacles of so many echoes, modest recording instruments who are not mesmerized by the drawings we are making, perhaps we serve an even nobler cause." - Andre Breton
Positivists blocked my exit from a collapsing house of cards when they attempted to keep secret that the codex of the universes is being written post editorially as I type this. Parallel programs without number whir and link together a woven cloth that is the materiality of one such aspect of the nonexistent, the existent and the imaginal realms of the multi-levular differentiation becoming endless worlds within worlds.
Delimited possibility superimposed on the receptivity of architectural media whether it is a bird in flight, a human being or a stalk of corn and yet perhaps the best analogous description of the positivist is to describe the non fictional as a fiction, a metaphorical tale of subtle relations that they as parrots can repeat but have lost the sublimated characteristics of their own vocabularies and this brings me to the tale of Tawûsê Melek, and what was called "sublime knowledge" in The Garden of Eden..from whence our common genome was banished in a metaphor worthy of E.A Poe.
The house with a mouth for a door, windows for eyes, structure for bone and the secrets held by the ghosts therein falling in on itself in a incestuous tale of the forbidden, Devils may be Angels and The Angels may be Devils. I think on these things tonight.
Perhaps it is that the root of transients, those temporal and antecedent patterns that elude analysis in data correlations is that information is energy and once constituted, it cannot be destroyed unless we consider it's reformulation a loss, but if the concept of genetics were extended as a codex of all possible formulations, it may not follow a linear path of causation and so lag patterns that are temporarily contiguous, in spacial terms are irrelevant, as there may be several roots, several tumblers in the lockset of anomalies continually turning in a wheel of probabilities that align past, present and future self organizing information as a singularity.
The message may be irrelevant to our pragmatic orientations but the means may disclose our entangled relations between the self and non self, the local and the non local are provincial defining characteristics.
"The logical extension of millions of an interaction between millions of human brains and the geoelectromagnetic environment are discussed in the concept of the geopysche..."
-Space-Time Transients and Unusual Events, Micheal A Persinger -Gyslaine Laheniere
The geopsyche of The Peacock Angel named Tawûsê Melek known to the ancestral family genome of the Sumerian relations, the Yedzi, still dwelling in Iraq's marshes, the once and future garden in the desert at the conjunction of three rivers.
Tawûsê Melek as the Jinn Iblis in Islam, the Angel Overseer of Earth whom accordingly God ordered Tawûsê Melek not to bow to other sentient beings as they are intermediaries, which at first seems an odd thing in ordering relations as a matter of software. Then God created the other archangels and ordered them to bring him the chemistry of dust from the Earth and build the cellular chamber for a Adam whose non existent world was non local.
Then, according to the Yedzi, God gave life to Adam from his own
breath and instructed all archangels as forces to bow to Adam. Again, a philosophic distinction was made.The archangels
obeyed without hesitation, except for the steadfast Tawûsê Melek who was in compliance to his ordering in relationship.. In answer to God, Tawûsê Melek replied,
"How can I submit to another being! I am from your illumination while
Adam is made of dust." Hence was the deputy steward of the Demiuge thus aligned in the order to bow to
Adam, which was was a subtle test for Tawûsê Melek, since if God the apex of the aggregate sum that has similarities in attributes to differentiation but none in the incommensurable nature of the whole in relation to it's constituent members, commands anything
then it must happen perhaps as a matter of implicate ordering. .In other words, God could have
made him submit to Adam, but gave Tawûsê Melek the choice. As a test which I suppose is another word for a game, which leads us to game theory and the role of opting to play. Nothing had been dictated, nothing fated in a omniscient pathology, rather possibility as to the manner of derivatives was in play much like the branch perhaps of a genome, or the software compliant to the context, or not as a precarious balancing act, a roll of the dice.
Ibn Al Arabi leaps from his seat shouting a question, "Who threw the ball!?" The laws of form and distinction only exist in relational orientation in a variant of relativity theory in metaphysics as one nameless companion told once told me it may not be that the first act of self awareness was not I Am but rather I Appear to Be, which has several enfolded meanings and that, as Shakespeare said is the question. He looked me square in the eye and said "Not a pretty picture" Then he turned and walked away.
Get out your existential flashlight in the dark. We may or may not encounter one another again.
A soundtrack for the sentinels of the soundless night on their counter clockwise journey through the brambles and thorns that propel them.
The third state of entanglement describes an absent world in addition to the immaterial realm as well as the the realm of sense perception that can lie through it's teeth, informing us that solid objects have a density that is in direct relation to to it's apparent nature. There is no utility in this, no harnessing of this third state that has any pragmatism attached to it. It is not as though we can fuel a car, or do dishes with this randomly signaled interception of our three dimensional parameters. It certainly cuts a wide swath none the less, across the pages of our semiotic coloring book. What is purpose? Must every phenomenon have a corresponding intention that is a match to our given situation, or is that some phenomenon have no intention, as we define it?
Seemingly, for the most part, when the anomalous strikes a pose, we cannot escape our own nature inasmuch as that is a measuring tape bound to inaccurate, and so consequently, our linear narratives of causation seem provincial and the driver of oxcarts compared to a worm hole. Yet, there are experts which means they can memorize factoids to assemble them based on local customs of impossibility versus uncertainty, all of which may be a moot point, which serves as the inference of a free floating existential danger, which then, of course, is our proverbial shadow that burrows beneath errands and pleasantries, even self interest. We make all this up as we go along, being pushed out of the womb, propelled by various sorts of sociological stagecraft and the anomalous often reminds us that Santa Claus and the Tooth Fairy are legislating reality as a writ, selling it to you and I by the pound.
From a certain perspective outside of knowing where the next exit is, our knowledge of the repetitive and reinforcing geometry of three dimensions is utterly beside the point and beyond that there is no point that corresponds to being meshed in a web in the basement of a skyscraper, while making pronouncements on the weather outside, yet that is the lunacy of our quiet desperation in the face of recognizing "if you must sleep, sleep well" which corresponds to "Don't Worry, It's already happened." John Mack is walking down a sidewalk and a car instantaneously veers out of control and kills him. And so we go back to chaos theory and self organizing systems, seeking an end run around the fact that the world is no more than what we imagine it to be, and it's nothing personal..sorry.
Everything must be bought and paid for in the transactional nature of reciprocating pixels that comprise our simulation of sight, and at times, we cannot afford what we experience and experiential memory becomes a debt as our accounting for it's purpose and intention, exceeds our wherewithal. A case in point..John Keel approves.
I am number 27. The war had been in stalemate despite weekly official statements we were winning and of course, this was before one of Johnson's cronies took out a slide rule during a meeting with General Westmoreland and based on the good general's report, it was determined all the Vietcong had already been extinguished by a multiple of four.
Ouspensky, in his book, "In Search of The Miraculous " described as he was walking in St. Petersburg prior to World War I, that he
saw a truck loaded with crutches.Literally hundred of them piled on the wharf to be loaded. They were
crutches for a war that had not yet started, and for legs that had not
yet been injured or blown off. The inference of suggestion as a scripted outcome that is a play upon human nature as a self harvesting organism was and remains unmistakable.
The war was televised and sanitized so as no scattering of body parts were pictured to disrupt what officially was treated as a proverbial football game with the scores of each side's causalities were an inherent, scheduled portion of each nightly newscast. . Corespondents were ducking and diving, yet it was treated as if this chaos was a blithe game of monopoly, a competition based on little markers and the roll of the dice. A highly structured and abstracted real estate venture. As Noam Chomsky later observed, the same hand picked corporate media "experts" kept the dialog on topic with no one questioning what the point of the exercise was, while Dow Chemical sold the jell that napalmed the civilians, women, children and old men along with the opposing forces, remotely from the air. The fireballs were televised with no charred corpses being visible as the "experts" reinforced and parsed the "game play", the focus of which was a zero sum "victory."
The draft lottery had the transparent veneer of some rationality that democracy was at play in determining the order of cannon fodder that upheld the paranoiac domino theory of the Secretary of Defense at that time who would later be reincarnated as Donald Rumsfield.
My father drove me to the train station in silence and there was quite a crowd on the special train of meat being sent to the packing house and I was intimidated, nervous and not quite squirming in my seat. At the indoctrination center, we, the unwashed, were lined up in a sort of assembly line manner for a physical and medical examination. One of the tests was to measure my heart rate. Without his eyes meeting mine, as if he were daydreaming of his upcoming vacation from his monotonous duties, he in the white coat, wanly and lightly placed his stethoscope on my chest for a few seconds and I noticed he did not look at his watch. "OK..next" he murmured... in a monotone as the scope was withdrawn.
We sat in what appeared to be a classroom on folding chairs with a armrest sufficing for a writing surface, as papers were handed to the occupants in the front row of seats and told to hand the remaining papers back. I looked at my copy, which was simply a sealed envelope with a letter sized, cardboard data processing card that was numbered with four small circles behind each row. Number two pencils were handed out. It was an IQ test. We were told, when finished, to bring the papers up to the desk. I was seated in the back of a row.
The Sargent gave the go ahead to begin...now!
Instead of opening mine, I watched the others earnestly and dutifully open theirs and begin. All forty began to squint, look at the ceiling in great concentration and then mark their answers. It struck me in a gestalt that my intelligence was being questioned in more ways than one.
It then struck me that there was a choice beyond this set and setting, beyond the choice of which of the four circles I would fill in. On every line, I filled in every circle, which took about five minutes and as I rose from my folding desk everyone turned to glance at me albeit furtively. The walk up the aisle was experienced in slow motion up to the desk where the good Sargent was reading a magazine.I put down the stuff in front of him and he appeared startled. I could read his mind through his eyes. "This kid's a genius!"
I sat for about what seemed like a half hour as one by one each made their way to the desk in the mass compilation of their assigned task.Every so often the Sargent would look up at me and simply stared in my general direction in a quizzical daze.
As he left the room, he told the "class" to wait here as the results were to be tabulated. I had been hoping to be shuffled off to the next task, my results having been left behind to be discovered at a later date. Apparently there is No Exit from karma.
The Sargent swung the door open upon after another half hour or so had passed.
"Duensing!"
I got up and approached him and he looked constipated as if I had complicated his bowels.
"Come with me!"
Was I to be shot, imprisoned or returned for a retake number two? Made to sharpen a warehouse full of pencils? We walked down the shiny linoleum corridor and he stopped in front of a fine, polished mahogany door that I duly noted.
"Wait here" And then he left.
I was ushered in by a man who appeared gargantuan his uniform festooned with pins. medallions, stars and other "bling".Behind his desk were framed lithographs of planes zooming around, tanks going uphill and ships exploding. He asked me to be seated and held the IBM card in front of him as if it were radioactive, yet his demeanor was determined.
"Mr Duensing, you dint try very hard on this test."
"Yes, thats true."
"Here,s your meal pass and get out of my office."
A few weeks later I received a new draft card marked 4F that cited mental incompetency
I am walking along a shaded street in Berkley California, on a very lush summer day, lost in my own thoughts in 1968. A barefoot fellow runs up to me with a pair of shoes in his hands. "These are my last material possessions and I want you to have them." He had edited out that he was still wearing clothing and I respectfully declined his impromptu offer. I sat on a bench, sharing it with a French foreign exchange student and compared notes on the churning cultures in our respective countries. We continued to talk as we walked along and she mentioned her interest in the women's liberation movement, which, at that time, I knew very little about and I was curious as to specifics rather than generalities. She suggested I come with her to a meeting and I accepted and we walked over to a fairly crowded auditorium. I was the only male in the room. I had a sort of self congratulatory mindset in noticing this. The speaker began her discourse when her eyes met mine. I smiled, and she could have cut me down or make my head explode with her glare. I was momentarily stunned. "There is a male in this room and this meeting is for women only!" Everyone turned their gaze at me and the room seemed to become a small, claustrophobic and paranoiac fishbowl. "You..have to leave!" As I left my French comrade who had slunk into her seat, and walked to the exit, everyone broke out in spontaneous applause.
“The junk merchant doesn't sell his product to the consumer, he sells the consumer to his product. He does not improve and simplify his merchandise. He degrades and simplifies the client.”
― William S. Burroughs, Naked Lunch
" It is clear from Gurdjieff's writings that hypnotism, mesmerism and various arcane methods of expanding consciousness must have played a large part in the studies of the Seekers of Truth. None of these processes, however, is to be thought of as having any bearing on what is called Black Magic, which, according to Gurdjieff, "has always one definite characteristic. It is the tendency to use people for some, even the best of aims, without their knowledge and understanding, either by producing in them faith and infatuation or by acting upon them through fear.
-P. L. Travers, in "Gurdjieff" in Man, Myth and Magic : Encyclopedia of the Supernatural
It could be that there is no Heaven or Hell outside of the manner in which we have interpreted what our imagination is capable of imaging from the precepts of language found in repetition and variation of these demarcations without any more subtle distinctions whatsoever, throughout the centuries. Or so it seems.
Of course, these two polar and binary terms are also cultural software as control points for would be intercessions that are valuated as arbiters of reward and punishment by strange desires and strange fears founded in "war is peace" and freedom is slavery" as Orwell dissected the normalcy of our cultural architecture.
The human tribe seems to be an unfinished work, a dress rehearsal for some future state as they are material in biological, psychological, and sensory adaptations to a planetary natural ecology.
“The range of what we think and do is limited by what we fail to notice. And because we fail to notice that we fail to notice, there is little we can do to change; until we notice how failing to notice shapes our thoughts and deeds.”
― R.D. Laing
The aggregate sum of physicality,sensation,emotion, cognition and individuated mindsets all reinforce a pragmatism that rationality is understandably based upon, yet these are steered into a consensus of the lowest rung of consensual terms to make them coherent. Coherency comes at a price of cross purposed "normalcy" that is perhaps lunatic in degrees, lacking very little self awareness in terms of these only being a means of the human geometry of orientation by adaptation.
"To know and not to know, to be conscious of complete truthfulness while telling carefully constructed lies, to hold simultaneously two opinions which cancelled out, knowing them to be contradictory and believing in both of them, to use logic against logic, to repudiate morality while laying claim to it, to believe that democracy was impossible and that the Party was the guardian of democracy, to forget, whatever it was necessary to forget, then to draw it back into memory again at the moment when it was needed, and then promptly to forget it again, and above all, to apply the same process to the process itself -- that was the ultimate subtlety; consciously to induce unconsciousness, and then, once again, to become unconscious of the act of hypnosis you had just performed. Even to understand the word 'doublethink' involved the use of doublethink." -George Orwell
What survival meant 2,00 years ago and what it constitutes now has changed yet correspondingly, very little in my book in terms of instinct still being a major player in alleged rationality, perhaps as Freud would say the Id of a delusional "I" as appearances only infer and suggest the reinforcement of rationality to ourselves as a animal species, when in reality, our behavior as an aggregate sum is irrational.
“Nobody should be whipped. Remember that, once and for all. Neither man nor animal can be influenced by anything but suggestion.”
― Mikhail Bulgakov, Heart of a Dog
While other living creatures as we term them, adhere closely to the slings and arrows of the environment, we have multi-level, paralleled choices that are apparent to us, that are unique both in terms of the species and individuated variations of what we seem to be.
Of course, all this may be exclusionary as a qualifier if this matter of apparent choices are simply inherited delusions of grandeur as a strong psychological barrier that nature has tricked us with to pick our pockets. Perhaps this is the isthmus of another sort of Heaven and Hell, a subtle yet inherently pervasive and persuasive dream state.
There is an Eastern tale which speaks about a very rich magician who had a great many sheep. But at the same time this magician was very mean. He did not want to hire shepherds, nor did he want to erect a fence about the pasture where his sheep were grazing. The sheep consequently often wandered into the forest, fell into ravines, and so on, and above all they ran away, for they knew that the magician wanted their flesh and skins and this they did not like. At last the magician found a remedy. He hypnotized his sheep and suggested to them first of all that they were immortal and that no harm was being done to them when they were skinned, that, on the contrary, it would be very good for them and even pleasant; secondly he suggested that the magician was a good master who loved his flock so much that he was ready to do anything in the world for them; and in the third place he suggested to them that if anything at all were going to happen to them it was not going to happen just then, at any rate not that day, and therefore they had no need to think about it. Further the magician suggested to his sheep that they were not sheep at all; to some of them he suggested that they were lions, to others that they were eagles, to others that they were men, and to others that they were magicians. And after this all his cares and worries about the sheep came to an end. They never ran away again but quietly awaited the time when the magician would require their flesh and skins. This tale is a very good illustration of man’s position."
-G.I Gurdjieff
Suggestion, inference and the biology of hypnotism appear to underline other steering genetic mechanisms that suggest that the Gnostic concept of nature being a gilded cage that is akin to domestic farming practices, or the sacrificing of animals and human ones as well to do an end run around this situation in terms of influencing the exterior ecology, while the ecology of mind remains in lockstep with delusions of freedom that are held by the digestive organ of experience, the identifying, associating semiotics of reactive semiotics, the individual human being as having been defined and nurtured as a "personality", what metaphysical texts call "the false personality" or the delusion of "I".
One thinks of Billy Crystal's character Fernando when looking at cultural totems "that it is better to look good than feel good."
Whether it is Melville or Jonah, we have the would be evangelical seeking of recompense in justice leading to a comeuppance. A tale of "personality" attempting to do away with a presumed foe, whether it is Jonah's inherent dislike of his fellow "seafarers" by his constant criticism of them , leading him to be thrown overboard, or Ahab's attempted removal of injurious nature. Swallowed by or stabbing the Leviathan of Nature. Take your pick. Then, from another perspective, we have the more esoteric variant of a question of whether the Leviathan is Legion as nature's way of suiting it's purposes in a transactional exchange.
Of course then there is Lucifer, also in rebellion against nature either seen as having the pride of ignorance toward his own nature, hence nature itself, as well as that of being a "light bearer". Somewhere in the middle
he is burning away the crust of what contains him down to ash, through equal amounts of centuries, chained daily to the mountaintop, having his internal organs eaten away by nature's birds of prey.A Sufi Comic Book will suffice.
The death of personality is an interesting topic as it seems rather inevitable and is a source of great cultural fear in the West, as if a human could be simply a reactive well of set points by distinctions in a sort of animated, semiotic automatism. Death is defined as the death of personality. Today, I look at television for a few minutes and what do I observe in terms of emphasis on personality everywhere. Interesting as a litmus test of delusional pawns in a game of nature, having their pockets picked as the sacrificial blood courses through their jugular veins which is also a cause for empathy. It seems you either adapt or adaptation is done for you without your participation.
It seems we can either chose to suffer the pain of exposure of the personalities as in "man's name is legion" now or suffer the consequences arising from it later but there is no end run except in imagination turned toxic. So much dynamism from so many dimensions, that appears sentient but is the cellular nature of misaligned language babbling on , talking to itself.
We ( as a species) think we can talk ourselves out of being under a dangling sword. It is amazing in a depressing manner how many decades have passed in self referential babble unsuitable to actual resolution as a tact to avoid and subtly deny certain issues like the heaven and hell we are lodged between subject to purging.
“A man sets out to draw the world. As the years go by, he peoples a space with images of provinces, kingdoms, mountains, bays, ships, islands, fishes, rooms, instruments, stars, horses, and individuals. A short time before he dies, he discovers that the patient labyrinth of lines traces the lineaments of his own face.”
― Jorge Luis Borges, The Aleph and Other Stories
I was thinking tonight of the dead priest I was introduced to by an unseen presence. The boarding house was in ruins, barely managing to remain upright. It's several inhabitants who remained there by my seeing through their eyes, experienced their environment as it was, not as it is, as their memory told them it is, not moldering pieces of wood dropping one by one into the weeds.
The priest opened a door and introduced me to two elderly spinster sisters who sat in two armchairs on either side of an upright dresser. To the right was a window, to the left was a floor lamp. As an aside to me in a soft voice, he whispered "This is their harbor, the familiar, my role is to comfort them, and solace them in this refuge.."
My thoughts tonight are that the priest who also had a safe harbor in the familiar.
A darker patina paints this encounter many years later. What was he afraid of? Perhaps nothing. As with any direct experience, vividness doe not always translate into coherency.
There is no morality at play here. It was and is what it was.
Gurdjieff has said, "If you want to lose your religion, make friends with a priest."
He undoubtedly would label me a lunatic.
Tonight as I walked through the garden smoking a cigarette, my mind was churning with several propositions in regard to this encounter that remains strangely fresh.
Was the boarding house a parable, a metaphor or was it simply a boarding house? I said to myself that it is both here and there. It was both in ruin and as it was. The more I walked it was if a merry go round was slowly turning. Perhaps this was the movement of the planet on it's axis both facing the sun and here in the night, where one would be hard pressed to describe this as a state without some odd anecdotal insertion into apparent rotations such as the vividness of incoherency.
"The earth we inhabit is an error, an incompetent parody. Mirrors and paternity are abominable because they multiply and affirm it."
Jorge Lois Borges- "Hakim, the Masked Dyer of Merv"
Why is this so? I ask this as I recognize the whole is dependent on relations and I am some third cousin, a provincial rube, a monkey on a bicycle that must be necessary to a ecology, perhaps a tree or a coffee pot. A missing paragraph might be found in the wings of an aphid.
"Do you want to see what human eyes have never seen? Look at the moon. Do you want to hear what ears have never heard? Listen to the bird's cry. Do you want to touch what hands have never touched? Touch the earth. Verily I say that God is about to create the world."
- Jorge Luis Borges, "The Theologians"
It is the Borge's Aleph or The Crimson Hexagon, and his concept of the metaphysical novel of the universe constituted as a library, where every variation of a book is held whether it is a misplaced period or a transposed sentence and the eternal search by it's patrons to find the complete work recalls another librarian as author,Ray Bradbury.
“You must write every single day of your life... You must lurk in libraries and climb the stacks like ladders to sniff books like perfumes and wear books like hats upon your crazy heads... may you be in love every day for the next 20,000 days. And out of that love, remake a world.”
― Ray Bradbury
The boarding house comes to mind again as a page that it would be vainly arrogant of myself to claim any authorship of, whether it could be imagined as being proved in it's existence or remaining a liminal notation.I have a suspicion that I am more a medium than a message and perhaps judging by my own analysis, a nearly perfect but probably flawed projection would be...We all are a transposition of a transcription in a library of such works. Each of us holds the others missing page in a happenstance that is yet a prelude to something further beyond a rehearsal of pantomimes and trained parrots, while this cannot be discerned by any fractionation we could muster to classify it.
"If the pages of this book contain some successful verse, the reader must excuse me the discourtesy of having usurped it first. Our nothingness differs little; it is a trivial and chance circumstance that you should be the reader of these exercises and I their author."
- To the Reader" ["A quien leyere"], preface to Fervor of Buenos Aires [Fervor de Buenos Aires] (1923)
How can we separate the imagination from reality? The common definition is that imagination is able to envision arrangements that do not exist, and yet if we examine language deeply, that is to say what are references to the observable, we find that our references do not correspond with the realities that lie behind appearances, hence perhaps all language is the suggestive process of inferences that do not exist except as words and yet words become reality for most, and our reality is imaginary in more ways than we imagine it to be so. We live in imagination and correspond by language and suggestion is always in our jugular vein. I find it laughable as in a tragicomedy. Pulled and jerked as if animated by the air itself, I write in this journal in the realm of misplaced appearances as a puppet would, perhaps imagining I am self aware as some sort of haughty defense mechanism steeled against the slings and arrows of cartoons as an architecture that serve as a lens for "rational logic". One good push, and I will vanish as a dream would, having no contingency or seat belt to anchor me to my own presumptions that mimic and build upon the repetition of signs and symbols to domesticate the sheer trenchancy of these butterfly nets..In the province of the mind, to twist the words of Dr John Lilly anything is probable even the imagination telling us what we assume is reality.
One of the many perspectives I have entertained is the apparent effects of presumed ghost sentience in terms of interaction with the living. As part of this investigative thread, I have educated myself in the nature of what is termed cellular intelligence. Below is an example of one of the many theoretical examinations of this phenomenon, and so consequently, I have taken quite a radical view of ghost "sentience." http://www.basic.northwestern.edu/g-buehler/cellint0.htm
I have always been fascinated by the genetics of memory in relation to chaos and coherence theories, that is also embedded in quantum theory as information as a form of physics of the relationships between the states of stored transformative, and transmitted organized energy.
Herein arose a distinct possibility in relation to the presumption of occupied sentience in relation to ghost communication. Think of this as quantum semiotics in relation to a databank.
In other words, such communication, with ghosts, while interactive,may not necessarily constitute someone speaking on the other end of the line but rather a quantized databank that is accessed through a triad of combinatorial locks held by the state of the observer having access, the location and the state of the localized ambient energy that opens a proverbial tumbler lock of referenced stored associations, identifications, and corresponding responses that are matrixed as both individuated banks yet cannot exist without a series of relationships beyond this localized core that also exist beyond our current measurements of space time, which is actually, simply space. One could say this is a further extension of the conservation of energy as it relates to organization of it into a physics of information. In other words once information is created, it cannot be erased. It can only change states in a genome that encompasses it's further differentiation.
We know by physics that material is in a state that is not completely material and that what we can sense through animal perception does not include "the data behind the data", so to speak.
And of course time is created by the semiotics of comparison in relationship with localized conditions. Consequently, there always seemed to be a error in the presumption of the "dead" in regard to their state being exactly in line with that of the living as they are dead, yet we presume that a shared interface that embodies the same characteristics as if they were alive when they are two distinct states that only have in common, the presumption of a common state because we can draw responses that correspond to our definition of intelligence but "intelligence" itself has not one but many modalities dependent on the observer. Whether it is a voice response system, a voice transcription software, a cellphone, or a television, our forebears would undoubtedly and understandably identify their behavior as being sentient or intelligent in of themselves, and from a more advanced perspective we can say they are and yet are not in various degrees.
If we have two observers, one "dead" and one "living" could the "dead" observer mimic by behaviorism that he or she were still alive while not being present in any sense by the means of a quantized cellular intelligence?
Hmmm...in a sardonic twist could we call this a communication with the living death of a unique state of stored information.
In many discussions with a psychologist friend, we have termed non local communication with the local as uploading and down loading that occur not as separated but as two states of the same phenomenon that can also appear to be observed in metaphysical texts. In other words think of ( for example) the Tibetan and Egyptian Books of The Dead.
There seems to be a downloading as well as uploading of memory occurring by a change of state through the exchange of mediums that are incompatible in relation to one another. It does not appear to be the erasure of the observers individuated data bank by externalization of the stored information but rather both uploading it while downloading a new state that is in relation to a delimited potential that must be "recycled" from it's fixity of individuation. "What was is "what is in this sense of space but in a entirely different set of relationships where "memory" is separated from sentience. Could this be so? Are there other qualifiers? I think so.
The conservation of energy requires a previous state that one could perhaps liken to memory as a genome or butterfly effect, a return to it's original state while the effect of a previous state remains. It is a difficult proposition to place into an understandable language, or at least how I suspect, being dead is not a simple affair. Neither is "communication" with the "dead"
Depending on the set and setting, and the other variables I mentioned, the information received by the senses or by instrumentation can range from the absurd to extremely pertinent by the experimenter \observer. I have been struck by what is classified as a human ghost and what I suspect are the ghosts that are claimed to be that of a extraterrestrial visitation. Once again this is an example of how language seemingly becomes a self referential definition that steers the theories that arise from faux terms that have no reality other than being referents.
I covered this issue in "The Stupidity of The Paranormal."
Even more so than human ghosts, the quality of what the inadvertent observer experiences from these human ghosts, these "extraterrestrial ghosts" interact in extremely vague, contradictory terms and since the anticipation in relation to the set and setting outside of the parameters of a known "haunted" location, the perception experienced follows the high ambivalence of the setting, which has no associative or identifying semiotic that would say "this is a ghost" or "this location is "haunted" and ,of course, alleged human ghosts in terms of the spectrum of their materialization run the range from shadows to full bodied apparitions. Often, in many cases ghosts are envisioned in dreams where they provide messages while seemingly occupying a domicile externally.
In the case of both human and extraterrestrial ghosts are often associated with very localized "orbs" or spheres that make sharp transitions of trajectory, often at near right angles, variants of velocity from incredibly impossible rapidity to slow moving transits.
Psychokinetic activity of human ghosts can leave imprints, traces of footsteps, manipulate objects, float above the ground in defiance of gravity, vanish into walls, transform their appearance, much like the apparitional aspects of " extraterrestrials." One recalls the inexplicable indentations of the ground labelled as "trace evidence" in regard to "extraterrestrial landings" which I personally suspect are psychokinetic in nature. What appears to be the sole arbiter of classifying a human apparition from an extraterrestrial apparition is appearance that seemingly is steered once again in the manner of anticipatory semiotic associations and identifications of the observer that interact with the environment. Some experiences of interaction with the ghosts that appear to be extraterrestrial also includes dead relations, such as a grandfather, etc. I suspect none of this is coincidental and it's only our language that steers the false demarcations we have made in classification of liminal realities as well as to their externalized manifestations, which acts as a binding agent that is highly individualized, hence highly individualized alien "ghosts" appear in a taxonomy that defies the parameters of three dimensional creatures. This in relation to the high ambivalence of the setting wherein such events occur.
As I related in explaining my abandonment of "Intangible Materiality" I have left the constrictions that others examine the paranormal with, hence I have no community or common ground with popular culture or the architecture of silly argumentative dialogs that are not dialogs whatsoever.
In the next few posts, I hope to flesh out these thoughts more fully.
Imagine a small room with five people in it who knew only the others who were gathered in it, and beyond this facet of that odd fact, all they knew was what were the furnishings contained within it as well. All of them, due to the nature of this situation carried on a continual dialog as to the nature of their own situation and everything they discussed was recorded. Perhaps this room was made of bone and was a human skull.
Then, they simply vanished while the room remained essentially the same and five more, new inhabitants entered the room and began a extension of the original conversation that due to the vanishing of the original participants was the same conversation in a discontinuous format. They eventually find the recording and while the basis of the conversation was the same as far as the questions, considerations posed, as well as other parameters, by comparing their own conversations with the previous one, they were surprised that some of their own ideas were not factored into the original conversation. Memory, variability, set and setting and discontinuity as existential props for the gist of the conversation, while the language remains invariable as far as the semiotic cues that form the architecture of that reality by way of referents. Perhaps this imaginary situation was conceptualized centuries ago and instead of a human skull, the room was envisioned as a cave.
"The idea of an observation selection effect is maybe best explained by first considering the simpler concept of a selection effect. Let's say you're trying to estimate how large the largest fish in a given pond is, and you use a net to catch a hundred fish and the biggest fish you find is three inches long. You might be tempted to infer that the biggest fish in this pond is not much bigger than three inches, because you've caught a hundred of them and none of them are bigger than three inches. But if it turns out that your net could only catch fish up to a certain length, then the measuring instrument that you used would introduce a selection effect: it would only select from a subset of the domain you were trying to sample.
Now that's a kind of standard fact of statistics, and there are methods for trying to correct for it and you obviously have to take that into account when considering the fish distribution in your pond. An observation selection effect is a selection effect introduced not by limitations in our measurement instrument, but rather by the fact that all observations require the existence of an observer. This becomes important, for instance, in evolutionary biology. For instance, we know that intelligent life evolved on Earth. Naively, one might think that this piece of evidence suggests that life is likely to evolve on most Earth-like planets. But that would be to overlook an observation selection effect. For no matter how small the proportion of all Earth-like planets that evolve intelligent life, we will find ourselves on a planet that did."
-Dr Nick Bostrom
Mistaking a referent for a measurement. I am reminded of Einstein when I ruminate on the fact that the most elegant ( simple) questions are the most profound. The same would apply to the answers that remain tenuous. Overwriting or superimposition by way of scripting in narratives reminds me of a channel wherein the flow. the forces, the parameters of the plastic fluidity of the medium carried within it are measured within an architecture incapable of measuring itself.
I wrote this and you are reading it but it is not a conversation and what we exchange is a set and a setting, and what lies between them that we cannot ascertain is the force that is a driving wheel to this dynamic, not what we already "know".
What we could learn has a delimited potential comparatively, if all of this could be reconfigured as to the set and setting but it cannot because of the room we sharing the habitation of has dictated the terminology of our dialog as well as the potential of a greater coherence.
However there is a force we term imagination that is the basis of deconstruction as well as allowing or more accurately, reconfiguring the categories that allow us to consider "impossible" possibilities that have an existence and yet are not materialized by referents, whether by our senses nor by language. Consider the utility of imagination as well as it's architecture and how it may inform our study of the paranormal. Consider that language at it's root is a self organizing form and dynamic of raw energy and that imagination is the recombinant genome of a certain transference between language and another equally vital realm that is embryonic to potential in the relationship between the observer dynamic and the resultant effects of how one has observed or measured the referents of observation, in terms of novelty versus the limited aspects of the channel we move along within, being unable to measure it by our own architecture.
Herein lies perhaps an unknown force that turns the liminal axis of the paranormal between the observable and strange effects of a deconstructive and recombinant agency that can create a bridge between the material and the immaterial, the possible and the impossible, between logic and dream scapes. In other words imagination may exist beyond the parameters we assign to it by observer selection effect.
If this is so, we have no language for this. It is neither fish nor fowl nor flesh.
As a isthmus variant of prosaic caricaturisation, it is both observable and yet is not, and yet what is seen and what is not seen from this platform is intrinsically variants of the same modality in terms of the depth of materialization and the breath of being recognizable all of which is based upon relationships of comparability otherwise, it would never be "noticed" in it's liminal dynamic.
One could consider that there is absolutely no separation of any contingency except by the act of observation.
"As Peret asserts, the value of such stories resides in the fact that they respond to direct social necessity but in a way that is not obvious in a society dominated by what is utilitarian and functional. Rather they represent a natural surplus of imaginative abundance that may confound or reinforce the way we perceive the world, but which never does so in a simple way. Even though they may have no direct social use, they nonetheless embody the actual state of real relations between people."
— Michael Richardson (Dedalus Book of Surrealism 2: The Myth of the World)
The Analogical Symbolism of A Experiential Hole in My Clothing
Although this opening quotation addresses surrealism, if we change the context to the paranormal, that is to say the verb in information being experiential tales, we have the metamorphosing "vehicles" in the atmosphere, telling us tales of the observer's relationship to the observed. We have the memories of the dead who convey the sense of the ritualistic paths found beneath the living where emotions and the mind meet the entrapment of mistaking words for objects, our reactions to sentience, our imaging to realities.
Carl Jung perhaps aptly characterized the importance of the observer in co-creating realities in terms of our proclivity to measure reality by divisions, as "It all depends on how we look at things, and not how they are in themselves." Since the entire subject of the paranormal as well as the UFO phenomenon are oddly taboo in public scientific circles, for the most part, over the past several decades, the investigations into these areas of interest have been relegated to a relatively small but persistent portion of the public, which has largely grown inward in it's unofficial divorce from scientific investigation and has become more of a sociological phenomenon than in the past.
When I began writing on these subjects three years ago, I suggested the direct linkage between the UFO phenomenon and other paranormal phenomenon. At the time, this was largely ignored or brushed aside, yet there could be no greater observable phenomenon than these events, it seems to physicists than to apply their theoretical measuring sticks to. Unfortunately this phenomenon is joined at the hip to the idea that these are manned extraterrestrial craft, which I have gone out of my way to suggest it is more likely that they are not. The answer to the UFO phenomenon lies outside of Ufology and yet, the proliferation of new mythologies growing in the hothouse of isolation, grow ever more domesticated into very toxic product that grow out of memes and rumors and inferences that are for the most part, third or fourth hand or worse, anonymous sources. Is there a way out of this?
I think a first step is to take a pause. The second is to admit that we know no more than we did sixty years ago. The third is to look at the relationship to the observable effects of this phenomenon and ask the scientific community, not the political community, some tough but open minded questions as contrary to the clamor of a small vocal cult of skeptics, they are not the adversarial community, if they are conducting science. The level of maturity in this field seems to be lowered daily by polemics rather than asking ourselves some tough questions. Perhaps if we act like adults we can be treated as adults.
A universe of implicate ordering that transcribes the laws of thought based on the editorial prowess of language, as a closed system, as a proverbial software of descriptors we use as referents to imagine reality, may be also producing indirect effects we are unaware of that we call paranormal, as opposed to normal which has yet to be defined as a stable model, an M theory can encompass the aggregate sum of phenomenon without knowing all of it's constituent dynamics. Largely, reality is a set of theoretical models that are in effect, mythologies in their incompleteness, whether it is the UFO phenomenon or the Big Bang theory.
My questions are on the surface simple enough but the answers contrary to most assumptions are not simple.
1. Is there an observer effect when the phenomenon shifts fro a wave to a construct of energetic particles?
2. Is # 1 perhaps based on the similarity of REG results seen in the global consciousness experiment that is a tipping point in the appearance of the phenomenon?
3. Based on #2, is there a linkage to consciousness? Specifically the entanglement of minds to produce effects such as #1?
4. If this is a natural phenomenon that links the coherence of a large group of individuals to create a visible resonance effect, can this then be triggered? Are atmosphere conditions a linkage, or other extra-planetary influences in the form of wave energy?
5, If there is a linkage between mind and matter, does this represent a affirmation of biocentrism?
Can the transpersonal ( as evidenced in the paranormal ) be, in effect personalized to where this transcription at best can be only ruminated upon as a metaphor for which, at present we have no comparisons? As animals, we see ourselves as both Gods and Monsters and so, is it any wonder that we project these cross purposes prone to uncertainty into our projected fears which then become realities? We have an illusion that good animal \ bad animal applies to nature, wolf versus dove, spider versus butterfly..which then goes deeper into psychological iconography.
Yet we divorce ourselves under denial, and bury contradictions deeply as they directly apply to a mountain of evidence, as Gurdjieff would say, we not burying the bone alone but the dog as well.
What we pretend to be versus what we are.
Yet what I have found researching in the paranormal, no matter how deeply the observer as a functionary of society tries to bury the bone, it pops right up in the paranormal, and yet we refuse to own it...it is a god or a monster invisible to us!.
No, it's not..take a look around you.
We lie through our teeth culturally and then when a nasty metaphor pops up, it's "them" not me.
A relationship where the experiential listener is so provincial as to be illiterate? Yet we have explanations of euclidean right angles that mash the ill fitting into a ludicrous pose that only reflects the human condition as a tragicomedy. Demons and Angels. the binary of mythologies. Yet these same behavioral models dominate our projections superimposed onto the unknown whether we are Dr Hawking or theologists. Is it any wonder that when this cultural containment system programs an implicate ordering, we get monsters, gods, and deformed impulses..or worse to domesticate them by giving them a term we ourselves do not fully understand the implications of?
Is any answer better than no answer?
"Half the people in the world think that the metaphors of their religious traditions, for example, are facts. And the other half contends that they are not facts at all. As a result we have people who consider themselves believers because they accept metaphors as facts, and we have others who classify themselves as atheists because they think religious metaphors are lies."
— Joseph Campbell (Thou Art That: Transforming Religious Metaphor)
Every one of these other rooms of consciousness are non-human, of other kingdoms or species and yet we are so profoundly connected to them as a living system of differentiation that is so obvious, however, at the boundary layer of a fractal blooming in a holographic dream scape, we appear to be unique, and this psychology of "uniqueness" has led us into a stark dead end, fearful and paranoiac.
This state of disassociation is profound, locked by a behavioral-ism of software prone to uploading and downloading errors, viruses and trojan horses that have been incorporated for centuries into our operating platform as tool makers and mimics who have divorced themselves from reality. When will nature reboot this situation? It has in the past within this living system we inhabit.
I have been thinking about my friend a lot lately, one I have never met personally who dwells between the possible and the delimited, between those things we can see and directly experience and those we can yet visualize concretely in the provinces of the mind we call imaging or worse, imagination. From Borge's Library of Babel she weaves illustrations of our relationships with that which is yet to be materialized and yet, simultaneously, the fictional portrays the truisms we cannot see in what we say is our variant of consensus reality. 1,001 Arabian Nights and the study of the paranormal seems to be largely of imaging the invisible with our own stilted models of predictability. What returns as feedback are largely parodies of our own imaging, that not surprisingly perhaps are unpredictable with an instability that matches note for note our own buried uncertainty and lack of understanding and instability, which we hide from public view either as institutionalized or indirectly worshiped.
Giving divine perfection seemingly frozen in eternity, the contradictory cross purposes of human attributes seems to have an anthropomorphic wish list attached to it. Is the invisible a phenomenon something to be feared or containerized, or if we are unconsciously manipulating it are we programming contradiction in and getting contradiction out?
The sentence "how things work" is simply outdated as is our language. Science has shown there are no "things" that are not living embodiments of the invisible, and yet we characterize them as stable objectification when nothing is so stable, lest it collapses under it's own inability to change. To say that Ufology has to rid itself of old language, old monarchical conceptual models of behavior, otherwise it will continue to de-evolve into self parody, a crank's paradise is understated. The phenomenon is so complex that the continued applications of rhetoric only obscures the subject further, to the point where the interactive dynamics of it become secondary to a politic of sociology.
What may disappoint many is that neither gods or monsters are responsible for the relationships between string theory, the multidimensional geometry of music and the manifestation of quantum effects that are akin to an unknown resonance tied to consciousness.
"And these little things may not seem like much but after a while they take you off on a direction where you may be a long way off from what other people have been thinking about." - Rodger Penrose
Last night, at 2:45 am, I was awakened by a very loud female voice calling my name. "Bruce !! "Being half awakened, without thinking, I responded aloud with "what!?" Indeed what, or more importantly, Why? As a result, this morning I wondered as I wandered in my routines, ruminating on the impracticality of the paranormal. Perhaps as a tool maker, perhaps as a character in someone else's fictions that illustrate my own plight of ignorance in these matters. She woke me up as a analogical symbolism?
I don't pretend to know.
"Surrealism will usher you into death, which is a secret society. It will glove your hand, burying therein the profound M with which the word Memory begins."
-Andre Breton
Why do some events have no correspondence to the lithography of consensus memory? "They" as such, seemingly play with memory, like an artist rather than a scientist. Making lamps out of ice cubes. The twist of metaphors in the admixture of contexts, neither here nor there, as a pointillism of an unknown fabric being woven as a type this.
The opening cannot be seen that exists between the heart and the mind, is incommensurable by my own experiential testimony, a tale that reads between the words, between the lines of any causal theory I could muster on my best day. A world proclamation of ignorance...wrought by the apparent holes in our psychic clothing.
As the physicist F David Peat observed synchronicity may be a flaw in the fabric of our conceptual models, as much as our holographic capacity to create three dimensional objects out of the resonance of synapses, may all lead back to spacial relations that have no linearity, no human narrative plot.
We insert ourselves as protagonists but then what is the self referential definition of a human that does not rely on the constraints of language, a cybernetic air show where our semiotics do loop to loops, as a superior intelligence may look on with astonished awe.
I have no doubts that it is reasonable to suspect, at the heart of the material as plotted by our animal senses is a infinitude of invisible realities that fashion what we take the credit for. It all may come down to a simple question. How do we imagine the invisible? Even the most ardent proponents of rationalism and empirical reality do this ceaselessly, lest we forget this very human superimposition of the unformed..
This is not a function of government and yet behind the scenes, it plays an overwhelming role in social politics through the scrim of warring rhetoric and propaganda that transfers into empirical corpses.
Are we all living in a world based on the denial of uncertainty, of a present whose roots are in the memory of language as applied to thought, and yet what lies behind this operating platform that is invisible and yet whose effects can be seen? Is the search of the paranormal a search for an analogy for ourselves that is transpersonal?
As a tool creating species and a user of tools, practicality is a biological constraint of circumstance in one respect and in another, when either emerging or being immersed in the paranormal, the biological urge that is one of the trick bags of the mind, the superimposition of projecting our purposes onto the strange is such a strong imprint, that has me and perhaps yourself entangled up to our knees.
The imaginary puppetry of the personality cannot resist grabbing onto the tree to pull down a harvest of bananas as a sort of food for the game of engaging one realm onto another. Making shirts out of belief or even seeking belief as a biological imperative. Nice shirt, nice clothes while dodging uncertainty. Oh, you got that nice clean blouse dirty or getting a tear in your pants while dodging slings and arrows. The paranormal as a testing facility for the impractical, versus the scripts we prefer. I like chocolate and hate asparagus. The boss calls you in. "Who made that decision?" Er, no one, it's just there or here or a preference, not really a conscious choice as it were.. the trickster masked as choice in a garden of delights that also frames the unpalatable perhaps at times as impractical, non-usable, a waste of time...non productive in the lens of utility, purposeful behaviors and the like..toward "what nice clothes we have on"..you have good taste, or the binary of it's shabby sheen, or to think to oneself, that man or woman has no taste.
Behind all this is a mystery as they say wrapped in a enigma, and our poses before it's mirror that seemingly wash away, and scrub clean those nasty grass stains. The binary of believer and the skeptic as a motor, a dynamo that produces a heat engine of the uncertain. We hang onto our hats it's a bumpy ride. Others fall off, some become evangelicals of the practical imposed on the impractical, domesticating uncertainty.
In the last post which revolved around the issues of a possible long term experimentation to monitor and investigate the nature of human sentience by creating effects and then measuring them to analyze the general behaviors of our species in several aspects, one important marker of this possibility is that our species fate and nature is largely dependent on the nature of the living systems we are entangled within. Can we say that nature does not grant amnesty to those political prisoners of the mind, who have securely locked themselves into the right angles of a geometry to avoid uncertainty?
Obviously, the faster we process information, the more rich and complex our models or glosses — our reality-tunnels — will become.Resistance to new information, however, has a strong neurological foundation in all animals, as indicated by studies of imprinting and conditioning. Most animals, including most domesticated primates (humans) show a truly staggering ability to "ignore" certain kinds of information — that which does not "fit" their imprinted/conditioned reality-tunnel. We generally call this "conservatism" or "stupidity", but it appears in all parts of the political spectrum, and in learned societies as well as in the Ku Klux Klan. - Robert Anton Wilson ,Quantum Psychology
The shock of birth as a disorienting recognition, the amnesia of transiting within this shock, the loss or recovery of a memory entangled within that of a larger nature, the hypnosis of orientation by the substitutions of language, the loss of potentiality to explore this new found land when all of those around us are in the throes of experiencing this transient state upside down, much like an addiction of certainties substituted for chaos, the fear of unpredictability, of being here without our consent.Of quasi human Gods and conditioning, the binaries of predetermined choices.The navigation of lunacies posed as propagandist ploys toward an abstracted productivity predicated on clinging to a illusion of control when there is none.
Nature itself being above all else a innovator and an experiment in of itself whose strategies include differentiation by mutation, the relationships in the codependency of all being reciprocally eaten as it eats, Then there is the subtext behind evolution and the nature of our living systems. If we include sentience as a living system, is it then not prone to mutation as well? This is the deeper strata of the many facets of what we term the paranormal, whether it is PSI, the abduction phenomenon or yes, the UFO phenomenon.
"The vice named surrealism is the immoderate and impassioned use of the stupefacient image or rather of the uncontrolled provocation of the image for its own sake and for the element of unpredictable perturbation and of metamorphosis which it introduces into the domain of representation; for each image on each occasion forces you to revise the entire Universe."
LOUIS ARAGON, Paris Peasant
When I began writing on this topic, I was in a minority regarding the linkage between various caricaturisations of paranormal phenomenon as having shared roots, which is the nature of sentience itself which the larger paranormal community always manages to largely ignore as if the observer were not equally entangled with what is observed. The division between inner and outer experience as I wrote in the last post "The Subject of Objects" leads one to look for substitutions and stand in's for the nature of not only ourselves, but the nature of living systems.
We would perhaps prefer Ognar from Planet X than to peer into the structural framework of egotism, which if all phenomenon eats as it is eaten, well, perhaps it is time the ego itself becomes food to be, in an evolutionary sense, digested. No agency can accomplish this for us except through nature which may be the truism of the old axiom either pay now or pay later. In one scenario perhaps there is a career and by sidestepping the issue, there is none but through the mutation of the smaller by the larger if you will, the larger living systems of the earth. I am not referring to growing new limbs or becoming miniaturized but being rendered as a equally psychic organism, that may either be placed in a state of non lethal disassociation, or be prompted to revisit the rules of existence, as we are food as well as being carnivorous in a psychic sense.
"Among those who do not comprehend surrealism are people who look upon the real as verifiable, as something to be checked against past experience or observation. These individuals fail to see that for the surrealist the dimensions of the real cannot be gauged by reference to the familiar. So far as the real appears to have limits, they are foisted upon it by the mental, emotional, and imaginative limitations of spectators accustomed to measure the possible by the already known. For this reason, surrealism and many of its contemporary opponents remained inevitably at loggerheads. The one group insisted on estimating the scope of reality by its possibilities. The other condemned the real to be repetitive of what the past had shown them."
JOHN HERBERT MATTHEWS, The Surrealist Mind
The health of a living planetary system over rides the hierarchy of any given species within it as to it's importance as an existential manifestation of differentiation in regard to the needs of the system's health which is becoming dire, and in need if you will of a coping strategy which may entail the mutation of our sentience. We have seen recently, the dangers of underestimating the nature of our living systems when using the artifice of utility versus coherence, the existential ego versus the inter-dependent nature of existence. Ghosts depend on us, and we, in a deep sense, are ourselves ghosts who question the existence of ghosts. The false mirror.
How odd. As I have grown older and have become less vulnerable to our species propaganda concerning it's avoidance of exposing itself as to it's own nature and seeking stand in's to do the heavy lifting which avoids eating the I, I see the consequences of self referential exploration of the non human world which absolutely surrounds us 24/7...and so I ask myself, are we mature enough to live with uncertainty and will we destroy ourselves rather than face ourselves..the issues of addiction rise to the fore, utility of the rationalizations seem to be in the process of what is akin to pulling the rug out from under us intentionally, but we seem to be in the throes of building deeper moats simultaneously. In my last vision, if you will, I saw that we would be horrified to see ourselves as we actually are. Perhaps nature is providing the cues in addition to pulling us toward the extraordinary to see the paranormality of our alleged truisms. Mutation of the observer. We do not know what we do not know despite our best efforts at dancing around our own unknown nature..
Preface
Imagine that want to learn about the dynamics of an unknown series of manifestations that also have a material basis without any prior exposure to their existence in any form. Would it require a long term study of probabilities rather than developing a hypothesis beforehand? Let us also imagine a fluid dynamic that is codependent on several levels of parallel processing. Do you stand around and wait for the correct circumstance to arrange itself to examine the specific attributes of an aggregate sum? You might have a very long wait.Do you attempt varying levels of active rather than passive experimentation to determine the potentialities and probabilities of this locus of manifestations by indirectly or directly probing the attributes of this unknown dynamic as a fluid process? Would it entail more than one level of this probing of behavioral characteristics?
Would it require a stimulus that compares the internal organization of this manifestation in reaction to a variety of markers,designed to test the parameters of this dynamic?
This post is about the possibility that not all interest in the object of a subject from a non human perspective requires any investment whatsoever in an outcome, which is difficult for us to imagine. If we look at various phenomenon we seem to view certain subjects with a vested outcome in mind. At the more extreme level this becomes a belief without any moderating self skepticism. Of course what we require and what we need are often at cross purposes when evaluating the unknown. What is choice upon a predetermined modality? Can that modality be probed behaviorally? What if the experimenter requires nothing of a utility from the subject other than to learn of it's nature? Again we have technological science but a more advanced species may not require vested resources but rather simply knowledge. If you will, knowledge for knowledge's sake. Remember we are linked immersed and operate in a global living system where one fractal influences the other. However, what of other worlds where we have absolutely nothing to gain from a more primitive or highly strange manifestation other than to learn of it's nature, precisely because it is strange to us?
Perhaps in the end, this is not surprisingly, a story of the scrim of egoism, of possession, ownership and tampering, mine to alter as it were. Yet from another perspective can this experimentation or any be conducted without an end game in mind? Since the arrival of technological science applied to the philosophy of exploration the vast majority of folks (I suspect ) find science and technology in the philosophy of utility as an aim, and cannot imagine a science of philosophy these days. Of course, as in the past, a lot of verbiage could be invested as to the scrim of "I" but for now imagine a creature without this misdirection of being..what would they find, and how would they find "it"?
The Stimulus and The Effect.
How do we probe the physiological and psychological states that a human subject creates as a reactive posture, in terms of experimenting with non verbal communication directed at them ,to provoke these states so we may study, measure and analyze them in a sociological and individual context? We are all familiar with the old saying, "monkey see, monkey do" but this may be a case of what the monkey does not do, and why. Personalizing the strange has a long history. Most of us who have studied the paranormal know the case of cargo cults appearing in the South Pacific during WW 2. Building images of control towers and faux microphones to induce the Gods of Plenty. At the same time, those exposed to the strange in a generic sense have the same propensity to develop cult like behaviors of beliefs due to the "vested interest" factor.
Waiting for a shock or a banana tablet, when perhaps none of these binary orientations arising from 2, 000 year old ideas of a monarchical universe may apply. The other side of this behaviorism arising from disassociation is to graft control, participation by agenda, seeking attention, creating self comforting conceptual models by projecting a empathy from non human nature, is certainly here among us in spades.
In some sense, we may be living through a covert variation of this regimen in a very long term study, not to measure a state in time, but a progression of orientations through the lens of both critical junctures in our history but also the development of skills. Without comparative relationships between various states, is one never had exposure to our own species, how would this be accomplished? Verbal dialog to determine the state of a subject or subjects is prone to complex psychological defense mechanisms, however when a non verbal cue is delivered the reaction is..well, more immediate. Can a stimulus be imaginary and yet have a profound effect on the subjects? Of course it can. In the last post I was ruminating on the software that nature has programmed into various human operating systems, one of which is the gimmicks used to reproduce our species. What role does the visual play in this? Our language is based on the empirical scrim of I as a means to digest experience through the personality yet this is a clockwork that can not only program if you think about these sort of things, but also be pre-programmed.
Is that technique applicable to the study of the potential techniques used by the UFO phenomenon? Is the UFO phenomenon a variant of the imaginary monolith in the book by Stanley Clarke as utilized in the film "2001" but with a slight twist. Rather than simply acting as a quasi mechanical trigger to release a beacon by signal communications, what if our imagined monolith was interactive... designed as a sophisticated measuring device as well as monitor that provided a variety of stimulus to provoke a spectrum of reactions that could be studied and analyzed? After, all, then could we turn the tables?
Tampering: Contaminating The Contaminated
To categorize this phenomenon as an experimentation of psychological effects on human subjects when exposed and immersed in a alternate environment is perhaps a broad stroke that infers many possible scenarios, that in of themselves, create suppositions in the face of an agnostic approach, by placing the postulates of various scenarios, as the framework for investigation, that, in effect, work these issues backwards from a conclusion, which pose a dangerous contaminating superimposition of not only creating mythologies, but of creating victims by the objectification of the subject as well as the dynamic of this phenomenon, in anthropomorphic terms. Contamination and propagandist self referential terminology ensues. When I wrote "Manchurian Abductions" some time ago last year, the various issues that arose much later from this causation, I felt were inevitable by the abdication of the scientific community toward a clear cut case of mass contamination by psychological experimentation, by parties or forces unknown, versus the contamination of human propagandists, which were so reductionist and crude in plying a " extraterrestrial agenda" in human terms to the representation of symbolic, it was as if we gave lightning a personality. Interestingly, the play and manipulation of fear, arose later in other more pervasive institutional platforms , most notably echoed by Stephen Hawking in a more global context, in a act of similar albeit "vested" propaganda, which again is not a exemplification of science but ironically, a fear of the unknown, which hearkens back to our cultural origins, where opinions override the nature of reality and nature itself.
The Shared Visual Language of Two Vehicles
One is internal and one is external. The vehicle of the atmosphere and the internal vehicle of the mind, both of which address respectively, both cultural and individuated psychology as a two pronged approach to probe by experimentation, the nature and states of our species on a ongoing basis, which requires a non contaminating obscuring, non direct approach. I have come to think with an equal amount of self skepticism, that one cannot be separated from the other.
The visual language that is a perhaps operational platform utilized as a monitoring medium, is borrowed from our non verbal semiotic matrix, that provokes, stimulates and monitors cultural and individuated reactions to a variety of stimulus. There is no direct contact in this interactive monitoring program, if it exists. Potential reasons for this active probing and determining and measuring effects of superimposing a variety of visual metaphors as probes that acts as a feedback process, may be, among several:
1. Problem Solving Skills
2. Intercommunication Skills
3. Psychological Orientation ( Denial, Mythological Conceptual Models, Stereotyping, Rationalization processes etc
The Subtext of Ethical Treatment.
Perhaps we can call this the empathy factor, a factor that is currently being debated in our own studies of inter-species communication.
Consider that if we are the subject of a interactive probing, the unknown actors in this speculative scenario are not human and may not have a emotional perceptual basis to the valuation of the monitoring program as efficacy may be a priority. Just the facts, or in this case, the effects toward studying the potential of direct communication at some more feasible juncture. As it stands perhaps, it may be that the results as they are and have gathered are a case of the relationship between two potentials in terms of a posed uncertainty from their perspective. Would direct contact pose a greater danger than simply, put, than the danger we pose to ourselves at a critical juncture of several evolutionary trends?
Of course all of this is speculative in the face of weighing probability with a measure of self skepticism but until a more sober observation of the phenomenon in of itself both internal and external in terms of a potential linkage between the two, on a scientific basis is considered, we may be lodged in a cross purposed distinction based on locality. Of mice and men, perhaps is where the twain meet regardless of which neighborhood the experiment passes through.
It is always fascinating to find a sociological context founded on a culture's knowledge that superimposes purpose, as we understand purpose as the manipulation of natural processes, ( tool making) onto various phenomenon using ourselves as templates that become a bi-folded mirror of the drives that drive us and the perplexity that surrounds us buried under hubris. Someone once said man's natural condition is astonishment. Of course, I have been writing about uncertainty versus outcomes, predictability versus differentiation and this morning I came across this video about Fred Hoyle's conceptual creations. A metaphor of humanity's desires, or a metaphor of a deeper condition sans technology? I thought this might be enjoyed by others.After watching this video the effects of a species too long in planetary isolation from creatures that are similar and yet not, seems an irony as we are surrounded by them that 75% of which are on the brink of a mass extinction, yet we are concerned with being the subject of a theoretical object that may manipulate us. What of nature and our superimposition upon it? Another reaction is the thought of Stephen Hawking's extraordinary warnings on direct contact..yet our own history shows that innovation of a natural dynamic, or tampering has unpredictable outcomes, yet we go down this course without a beep about self skepticism. The paranormality of the prosaic that taunts the rebellion of nature as a living system, in regard to the sustainability of our being within it's fractal differentiation. Time is perhaps counted in this.The alien may be the nature of which we are but a very small apportionment, over-layed by a mythology or a series of them that unspools through the centuries in various manifestations based on a cultural context much like the nature of the UFO tied at the kneecaps or jugular vein of our projected theories and to consciousness in consideration of it's unknown context. The questions are posed to the non local; What am I like? What do I resemble? The answers that appear remain in a transmutation of quintessence..
Postscript In Real Time
My daughter just drew my attention to CNN and their coverage of a catastrophic wave action resulting from a earthquake, which will reach the shores of the U.S soon. The synchronicity of this in relation to what I wrote is a misfortune I wish did not occur to those in it's path. The centripetal wave of all that lives on earth and of the earth itself as a living organism quaking in it's rearrangement is perhaps the connection to other states, a strange tie that binds all things. If so, it is a portent. If not, we remain clueless and..tragically astonished. Is this like the UFO, a compounded quanta of invisible linkages or a random speculation on my own brand of anthropomorphism? It may be both or none of the above, yet my suspicions grow in a intuitive sense that rationality discards. Einstein versus the beach facing the sea as in the sidebar video...compounded interest and fixation, unpredictability and choice is being pressed against the glass of consensus.
In the spaces between the linearity of language, our codex of expression that has overwritten the content of sentience, the connections between the conceptual models of Gregory Bateson and Robert Anton Wilson as pathways to untangle, deconstruct and open internal, spacial holes in the fabric of our orientation toward the paranormal remain viable, as much as the work of Dr John Lilly. Call them the physicists of experiential reality as opposed to the mediums and mediumship of our conceptual models which confuse the term with the verbs and nouns of objectification toward what are simply referents. There are no ghosts, there are no UFOs, there is no PSI phenomenon, and the relationship between the observer and the observed is always transmuted into a non verbal language of images bracketed by the programming of our software. Fixated while in a quicksand of immersion by inference and suggestion.
Deprogramming by abduction from a cult of the transfixed human species, is remarkably absent in abduction phenomenon itself, which attempts to inject the virus of deconstruction in order to behaviorally to an end run around randomness, as the reinforcement of a script versus chaos as a comparative relationship, the patterning of setting controls on the non local.
Suggesting is the inference of language reinforced by non verbal imagery, and the manipulation of the genetic code of semiotics, the relationship between language and it's metaphorical basis and inferences seems to have been lost in making square pegs from round holes. The bifolded mirror of comparisons as to what we might be as a test of our sentience may find it locked into self referential reflections on the nature of objectifying the insensate, the immaterial made of a strange form of parallel processing, molded as a metaphor by the senses and how we sense the external as internal whereas the observer seeks himself or herself in the observed and ends up with a visual metaphor.
Call it lost in translation. Similarly, this misdirection of attention completely ignores how easily we are convinced that the objectification of experience that is driven by internal software based on language that forms the materiality of this theatrical production, can be steered, geared and designed to drive our little vehicles right off the road, thinking we are at an entrance ramp.
Reductionism is the bane of sentience, and domesticating the complexity of our personal situation into a script that influences outcomes remains, as much as the work of Lilly, Bateson and Wilson remains. What I am addressing is the self referential nature of the paranormal field that is tranfixed by outcomes while ignoring the multiplicity of source codes that we process continually by associations, hormones, enzymes, pre-synaptic gaps, signal processing and the illusions of dimensionality, the non existence of "solid objects", desire, clinging, fear..all of which in the aggregate sum have a locus of manifestation that derives from us, and without, as the root of our vehicle at a certain juncture obeys the requirements of the living system we inhabit molded by the sustainability of the planetary environment. However, things change in an evolutionary sense and we may be grounded by a certain predictability that is in our hands, or is it?
Call it transfixed by the sleight of hand that we are completely divorced from drivers, more passengers than conductors, more a creation of what we have no control over whatsoever. The wresting of control toward a faux certainty is both personal and global in a universe that is inter-dependant and co-creative rather than predictable.,it does not sit still for a portrait, yet look at the predictability of the scripts used in the paranormal field. A mismatch. Anyone who has experienced the drives from hormonal peaks or LSD, realizes in retrospect perhaps, that context is the medium from which we digest experience through the personality which is programming from without, reinforced from within, is the determinate for triangulating reality by self referential coding aided and abetted by biology which wants the production line to keep moving along. We appears as a effect not a originator, and yet we go along to get along with absolute fabrications that nature would prefer remain..up to a point and perhaps in our time we have knowledge superseding awareness, where the program that was useful to the system as a whole is now unresponsive to mutations, which the paranormal at it's locus attempts to correct errors as nature is the great experimenter, far from being perfect, the universe is as fallible as ourselves. We have a learners permit, not a drivers license, yet we rely on 2,000 year old conceptual models in the whole, that program us to think we live in a from the top down monarchical order of set perfection that is predictable and the more we attempt to apply this as a behavioral arbiter as a programming code to translate perception as misguided mimics of a faulty conceptual language, the more we see de-coherence, cross purposing, and compounded errors in our orientation. So....we are transfixed. When the transfixed claim objectivity, the Angels rue their errors.
As a fairy tale for adults, in order to bypass the recognition of our own position fraught with an end, we were tampered by nature to see the world upside down for the sake of reproduction rather than being terrorized by existence as a contingency, as a means rather than a purpose onto itself. However, this in of itself was an error that has proved formidable to bypass as a source code, as the playing field never remains the same for an instant, and there were unpredictable effects and outcomes. The debate in neither here nor there continues. Is it a biological solution made by genetic reconfiguration? Is it a environmental or a failure of parenting? What we experience in the paranormal is perhaps a reality that eludes us, taunts us, provokes us when the gaps between the linearity of the semiotic programming that is our driver, when this immersion of being upside down, fails to cover that up, we go back to mistranslations, errors in perceptual configuration and become emotionally attached to our own misconceived and improvised conceptual models that create fractals of a spectrum of predictable outcomes. The door is sealed by a default setting that we have the illusion that we control, which we do and do not at the same time between and betwixt fatalism and delimited potentiality. No matter how hard the door is knocking to tell us our house is on fire at 3am, we serve to be served in a comfort zone of being upside down versus the arduous task of righting ourselves from the patterning of consensus programming that is both biological and non materially driven where we are but passengers. All of this sounds remarkably like the issues of addiction. The lights glide over the night horizon haplessly, no amount of intervention will suffice if the addict does not come to his or her own conclusions that their behavior is beyond self destructive, it destroys the life that coincides with their own.
The transfixed speak a special language, that to a superior intelligence is fraught with incoherence, and yet if one pin is pulled out, their bridge collapses under it's own weight. What would you do should you come upon them?
