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| Conversation with Drubius |
| 08.05.04 (12:45 pm) [edit] |
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i find that i most enjoy conversations when they reveal something of the inner person. (this may explain the deep pleasure i take in conversing over beer. to a certain extent, it helps to strip the veneer.)
pleasantries are decoys: dead wood painted to look real, but without warm flesh, beating heart. so my approach is usually more like a chess gambit than a conversation. my goal is to get to the heart. to glimpse the essence of those with whom i speak. questions about me i tend to head off, to redirect, so that they don't distract from my play. and, as with chess, many of my moves are meaningless, or bluffs, or calculated to provoke not an answer but a reaction. everything. Everything. EVERYTHING. is a clue. the trick is to see it for what it is.
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| The Nature of Sex II |
| 08.02.04 (7:38 am) [edit] |
"[T]he real nature of sex has nothing to do with the physical world at all but is the reflection of emotional and mental energies....There is no greater battleground...than the energies which are released through the apparently wholly physical act of sex. The union which takes place on the level of the [emotions] produces a flow of energy which takes a man, for a brief moment, "out of himself"--it is virtually the only time that he can feel himself to be at one with another human being.... [T]here is a death of the individual awareness and the birth of a mutual awareness for which the Elizabethans called the sexual act "the little death." Unfortunately there are many people who are as frightened of the apparent emotional vulnerability inherent in this as they are of death itself. What they do not recognize is that the union takes place whether it is recognized or not....
"To consider this point of view is to recognize the real responsibility involved in a sexual union. This has nothing to do with morality. We have had many centuries of moral teachings which have done absolutely nothing to help us understand the real nature of the mystery. The currents of this great creative force or "serpent power"--whose cousins we may see as the serpent in the garden, the ourobouros of alchemy, and the plumed serpent of the Aztecs--may be released in other ways, but...the average individual knows only one--physical sex. Once set in motion, these currents bind and alter both souls involved."
[u]Saturn: A New Look at an Old Devil[/u]
by Liz Greene
p. 25-6
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| Science & Reality? |
| 08.02.04 (7:31 am) [edit] |
The other day I watched Discovery channel for about three hours of investigations into "paranormal" activities and ESP. Each story went roughly like this: a) narration of strange phenomena, b) claims of veracity by pro-paranormal "experts", and c) debunking of phenomena by scientific "experts".
The anti-paranormal position seems always reduced to 2 options: imagination/hallucination or lack of "factual" evidence. This, of course, drives me crazy.
(Disclaimer: I have no idea what "paranormal activity" is.)
More and more it seems to me that American society refuses to endorse publicly anything that science cannot prove. This is a limiting but understandable viewpoint. Our educational system inculcates in students from early youth the correlation between "reality" and science and claims that the latter is the only acceptable arbiter of the former.
(A student of Western history can easily trace the trend from Medieval religiosity to modern skepticism. I sometimes think that, for the majority of people, the object of worship has changed but not the manner.)
I would like to propose a slightly different outlook. Science is [b]NOT[/b] the only arbitrator of reality! Rather, it is a description of man's relationship with his environment [i]AS PRESENTED THROUGH HIS SENSES[/i]! Therefore, science has little to do with anything that cannot be sensed.
[I can hear the objections already: UV light, atomic particles, quantum theory... all that. Of course. But the instruments we construct are those which try to symbolize those "realities" in terms that our senses can detect and therefore they are, so to speak, still the evidence of our senses but once removed from "reality".]
One scientific "expert" noted that the reporting of "paranormal phenomena" almost always came from those who believed in such things, while those who didn't believe rarely saw anything paranormal. This was part of his "evidence" that ghosts are not real. (God save us from scientific "experts"! [If, that is, the existence of God has not been disproved by them already.]) It seems to me that one could easily use his dualistic statement as evidence in either camp.
In keeping with my definition of science above, I have a new suggestion for everyone who comes across a situation that she doesn't understand (be it paranormal or all too natural): admit that you have no fucking idea what is going on! Go ahead, try it out. Just open your mouth and say it along with me: "I do not know what's going on here." Good. Now repeat it. Ignore your ego when it insists that you are a [b]PROFESSIONAL[/b] who is [b]HIGHLY RESPECTED BY OTHER PROFESSIONALS[/b]. Resist the fear that comes when you realize you are [i]NOT IN CONTROL[/i]. Just keep breathing; all those feelings will pass. I promise.
After practicing this mantra for some time, you will find a marvelous (no, i will NOT call it a paranormal) experience: you will begin to SEE for the first time since you were an infant. Oh, sure, I know your eyes work just fine, thank you very much. You are, no doubt, a keen observer. But once you start to let go, you will find that you may catch a glimpse of the world as it is, rather than as it looks to you in the mirror.
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| The Church of I Don't Know: Burial Rites |
| 08.02.04 (7:20 am) [edit] |
The Book of the Church Of I Don't Know
Final Chapter: Burial Rites
The priest of the COIDK (a.k.a. Ignoramus) shall lead the mourners as follows.
Ignoramus:
"We are gathered here today to confront a mystery we don't understand. Our departed friend lies in this wooden crate, and we ask ourselves, what is the meaning of her death?"
Crowd:
"We don't know."
Ignoramus:
"We who knew her in life stand around this open grave. What was the meaning of her life?"
Crowd:
"We don't know."
Ignoramus:
"In these times of sorrow, many of us begin to ask questions such as: when will this happen to me?"
Crowd:
"We don't know."
Ignoramus:
"We ask, what happens after I die?"
Crowd:
"We don't know."
Ignoramus:
"We ask, how can I avoid this tragic end?"
Crowd:
"We don't know."
Ignoramus:
"I warn you against such questions, brothers and sisters, for they tempt us into the illusion that universe may offer an answer. What answer can we expect from the universe?"
Crowd:
"We don't know."
Ignoramus:
"Now let us go forth in ignorance. And remember, whenever you feel like you're in control, the words that will shatter your illusions. What are those words, my friends?"
Crowd:
"We don't know."
Ignoramus:
"Amen."
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