Posted in Consciousness & Alternate Perception, Personal Speculation, black magik, conspiracy poetics, everyday life, hypnosis, magick, occult, psychology, spirituality on May 31, 2007 | 9 Comments »
I recently received a new batch of thoughtful comments to an old personal essay I wrote about my own brief encounter with the Fellowship of Friends, a pseudo-Gurdjieffian cult which has spawned a very extensive on-going discussion over at Animam Recro. Among those thoughtful responses was one by a reader who goes by the [...]
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On this Memorial Day, I’d like to pay homage as well to Marine Brigadier General Smedley Butler, a man of great integrity. We could certainly use more like him.
In 1933, a well-connected bond trader named Jerry McGuire (I kid you not) approached Butler on behalf of powerful industrial interests hoping to win his support [...]
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Here’s something to ponder upon for those who identify with the frameworks of conspiracy poetics, conspiracy research and conspiracy belief (overlapping, but by no means totally identical). Certainly, at least some within the aforementioned circles give this quite a bit of thought all the time, others take it as a given: the Hegelian Dialectical [...]
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And welcome to the Blur. Not the band, but the limnal edges of what we perceive and what we live.
The boundaries bend and, in the end, are fluid.
Heraclitus, that ancient philosopher- saint, perhaps one of the last of the West’s native Taoists, spoke well:
“No man ever steps in the same river twice, for it’s [...]
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Horace Greeley, The Man in the Square
At the intersection of Broadway and 6th Avenue, in midtown Manhattan, between 32nd and 33rd Streets, you’ll find Greeley Square—a small concrete park where I used to go to sit and people watch when I worked at a market research place in the area about five years ago. [...]
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Just recently read this true tale called “The Stooge” from the autobiography that dream interpreter Amy George has been writing, Evolution of the Peacock. In it she talks about a journey she took, back in her days as a boy, to San Francisco in search of God and Spirit and how she came to [...]
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Recently I wrote of the great novelist and folklorist Zora Neale Hurston’s initiations into Haitian Voodoo and Southern Hoodoo during the 1930’s. Perhaps just as fascinating a woman as Hurston (and especially from the lense of conspiracy poetics) would be her patroness, of whom Ol’ Zora had this to say in the foreward to [...]
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And the Collarless Clearick of Indeterminate Gonadal-Disposition, incense rising up in snaking tendrils of smoke from his sainted posterior, stands with muddied hands before those gathered in the holy field and speaks:
“Gather ye around, dear brethren, the faithful who reside within the bosom of the Spectacle! but who, too, live within the busom of the [...]
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So, lots of kids in New York public schools and elsewhere read Zora Neale Hurston’s Their Eyes Were Watching God, a book much praised though I myself have not read it. However, what I have read of ol’ Zora is far more fascinating to me for what it tells us about this headstrong and amazing [...]
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Here’s an awe-inducing passage from former New York State and New York City Teacher of the Year John Taylor Gatto’s Underground History of American Education. It sort of underscores one of the most important things missing from the schooling system of the U.S. as far back as my experience with it and much [...]
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