Sunday Matinee: Entheogen – Awakening the Divine Within

Guten Tag Olympians!

For once a share that actually comports with the definition of matinee. Lol

I think my fellow seekers of the super-sensory subtlety will certainly find this one stimulating.

An occasional detour from the problem-solver mindset is necessary for sanity preservation as you mediate between the realms of archetype and matter.  Remember that you are glorious beings enjoying a garden planet amigos, and you’re entitled to all the ecstasies associated with such an experience. A legitimate governing apparatus would facilitate your conscious expansion, not suppress and constrain.  It’s also no coincidence that the expansion of consciousness and mind sought through the psychedelic experience during the 60′s, occurred in the same space and time as the evolution of the personal computer – the ultimate tool to expand the faculties of the human mind. Besides, coincidence is but a name for law unrecognized.

Not much soap-boxing today however, I’ll just let you get to the feature. Hope you enjoy.

One love,

HJ

Share the Wealth: The Idyll of the White Lotus by Mabel Collins

 

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What’s shakin’ Soul Rebels?!

Before we get to the fun stuff, I’ve purposely procrastinated putting pen to paper to provide you any pot-luck pontifications as of late partners. The topics usually addressed by yours truly just seem like idle idiocy when you examine the state of affairs confronting people in every corner of the globe – Palestine, Chiapas, Africa, Brazil, and of course, the home of the hot dog eating contest. Billions for bullets while water is no longer viewed as a basic human right? smh  As Israel molds Manifest Destiny in its own image, I must wonder whether Benito Juarez and Sitting Bull were similarly branded as “terrorists” as the historical narrative unfolded. The apple doesn’t fall far from the tree as the saying goes. There’s a great essay on the current status of the Palestinian genocide that a fellow blogger recently brought to my attention, click here for more.

For all men, women and children that choose to die on their feet rather than live on their knees in the face of wretched persecution, your stories do not always go unheard amigos. Not everyone is interested in watching a mass debasing of the digestive facility while children go to bed hungry within earshot of the resultant retching from rapidly eating entrails wrapped in a bun and topped with relish and mustard.

Whew! I had to get that off my chest.

If some two millenia ago Juvenal had failed to urge the inquiry “Quis custodiet ipsos custodes?” or “Who will guard the guardians?”, the timeless corruptibility of power seeking men may quite likely have remained somewhat obscure. Ergo, given the inherent corruption that plagues all systems of governance, one unfamiliar with such literature may likely posit that the reptilian shape-shifters really have seized control over the minds of the powers that be. This plot could be easily facilitated through a system of operant conditioning whereby anti–human values are positively reinforced via a brainwashing apparatus. Or as colloquially referenced, – an institution of higher learning.  But such fanciful postulates aside, ever peruse the curriculum of a random graduate school of management?

Trust me folks, the focus is squarely on reinforcing yield maximization and not facilitating the blossoming of human potential. The people aren’t necessarily bad, they’ve just been taught that humans are a resource to be used much like a AAA battery. Management training schools do not readily extol humanitarian values in the instructive process as these often cannot be readily reconciled with the pursuit of profit. Methinks that this doesn’t bode well for this human experiment as these institutions are the crucibles in which the decision makers of tomorrow are forged.  Hmmm, let’s see, poison the drinking water of an indigenous population or pay the costs of safe and appropriate waste disposal?

Well, it’s no secret how the fluffers of the corporate phallus align themselves on that and similar issues when the well being of people come into conflict with the profit motive. For you special people out there who reject this model and realize that you don’t manage individuated units of production but instead manage fathers, mothers and brothers, and that profound consequences arise from the decisions that you make, I sincerely admire and applaud your position (you know who you are, wink wink!). These are the folk I call the “Leaders of the New School” as the service model of leadership is definitely a monumental step in the right direction.

Before we progress any further I also wanted to express gratitude to my blogospheric kin who indulge my occasional Hyde Park soapbox routine. It’s nice to know that my ideas resonate with folks besides the Artful Dodger and the other Jedi here in Hyperborea. That being said, what I really wanted to share today was a little gem in the public domain I stumbled across while searching for a map to Shambhala. You know the drill peeps, always free and short. I thought about adding “impactful” to the list of criteria for this series, but it’s too subjective an abstraction for my liking. One man’s meat is another’s poison as they say.

This little book is a real treat especially when illumined by the suggested commentary. I’ll link to both at the end.  My position has always been grounded in the individual apprehension of truth thus any understanding I may share will only skew your reading of the text. So there’ll be no marring with my musings compadres. As with other parts of this series, I’ll provide a few brief quotes to ignite your interest.  If not your cup of tea, I wish you the utmost success on your journey of self discovery. Life after all is but a vehicle of interior transformation.

The Idyll of the White Lotus was written by Mabel Collins and published in the late 19th Century.  Esoteric symbolism aside (see Rao’s commentary), it‘s a fun narrative about an Egyptian hierophant and has been described by the publishers as:

“[A} story told in all ages, and among every people. It is the tragedy of the soul. Attracted by desire, it stoops to sin; brought to itself by suffering, it turns for help to the redeeming spirit within and in the final sacrifice achieves its apotheosis and sheds a blessing on mankind. It is a story of initiation written in tender and beautiful language, and bears on its face the stamp of verdicity in simplicity and dignity.”

From the text:

“There are three truths which are absolute, and which cannot be lost, but yet may remain silent for lack of speech.

“The soul of man is immortal, and its future is the future of a thing whose growth and splendor has no limit.

“The principle which gives life dwells in us, and without us, is undying and eternally beneficent, is not heard or seen or smelt, but is perceived by the man who desires perception.

“Each man is his own absolute lawgiver, the dispenser of glory or gloom to himself; the decreer of his life, his reward, his punishment.”

Pretty heavy stuff huh?

Links: The Idyll of the White Lotus by Mabel Collins

T. Subba Rao’s commentary on the text, click here

Till we meet again, guide your lives by compassion and truth amigos, and remember -Merrily, merrily, merrily, merrily, life is but a dream.

One love,

HJ

Sunday Matinee: Culture & Ideology Are Not Your Friends w/ Terence McKenna

Hou arre ye Highlanders?!

It’s been a while and I hope that all’s well as you navigate the yellow brick road. I know that at times this blog must seem like an abrupt and discontinuous juxtaposition of seemingly unrelated subjects, but trust me folks, there’s a method to the madness. While an alpha-numeric appellation doesn’t lend itself well to legitimacy, the rigidity of culturally imposed external directives is rather prone to stereotypes and anonymity is necessary to circumvent this limitation. Culture after all is naught but a closed system of values.

I don’t consider these shares to be a mere gallimaufry as the overarching objective is to shatter the societal and ideological “norms” that imprison our minds. I often wonder whether men can esteem virtue above all else and this inquiry is continuously thwarted by the wall of cultural impositions. One cannot aspire to virtue or truth when judging the outside world based on an imposed value system of abstractions.  Justice, intelligence, success, etc., cannot be defined and are not measurable by a valid objective standard, unless of course we gain definitive insight into the realm of the archetypes. Consequently, any opinions we may hold on these topics are likely the result of some coordinate we use to create a frame of reference. Rarely are these coordinates not established by a control mechanism.  Consider the following illustration – modern American ideological convention considers the disproportionate incarceration of African American males for non-violent offenses in a for-profit prison industrial complex to be justice in action and in reality this is un-just, ludicrous and offensive. But more on this later.

As the demands of everyday living make it somewhat difficult to conduct meaningful self-analysis, we often fail to realize that the bricks which comprise our reality tunnel have been laid by someone else, often times by institutions with agendas that cannot be reconciled with our own interests. This is an enjoyable talk given by Terence the Wise and I hope you find it a tad beneficial in escaping the prison of external directives. Bodies of knowledge claiming to offer any ultimate truth or finality should be relegated to the compost heap of history as they’re sure to be self-limiting, inadequate, and wrong.

The goal has always been an altruistic one amigos. Any purported freedom one may attain is meaningless if not shared with all. Liberate yourself from all ideological impositions not self-validated and to the critics who seek to oppose this process, “Honi soit qui mal y pense!”

 

Skip ahead to the 3:50 mark if you wish to avoid the introductory remarks.

One love,

HJ

P.S. This is only a recommendation but I would hope that you criticize everything that McKenna says.

 

GGGGGooooooooooooooLLLLLL!

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[W]hen a mother in search of food and shelter for her children must pass by shops filled with the most refined delicacies of refined gluttony; when gorgeous and insolent luxury is displayed side by side with the most execrable misery; when the dog and the horse of a rich man are far better cared for than millions of children whose mothers earn a pitiful salary in the pit or the manufactory; when each “modest” evening dress of a lady represents eight months, or one year, of human labor; when enrichment at somebody else’s expense is the avowed aim of the “upper classes,” and no distinct boundary can be traced between honest and dishonest means of making money- then FORCE is the only means for maintaining such a state of things.

-Peter Kropotkin

This is an expression of solidarity with all Brazilian workers involved in the struggle for social justice.

One love,

HJ

 

 

Sunday Matinee: Consciousness, Quantum Physics and Being Human

Bonjour wonderers!

I thought my fellow seekers of the Transcendental Other would appreciate this share. It’s nice to see the reasoning behind the primacy of matter that has dominated 500 years of reductionist thought being upended in our lifetimes. The idea of a dead, random universe should finally be laid to rest.

You know folks, you really are infinite beings. Those that have had this experience know exactly what I mean and often want nothing more than to share it with others. Seeing another trapped in the illusion is akin to seeing yourself experience turmoil. When you become aware that the aspects of self that you’ve been conditioned to identify as “I” are merely the outermost layers of the onion, you’ll realize that you’re soooo much more that the base criteria of self worth imposed by the patriarchy. Western thought dating back to Plato’s tripartition of the soul has been aware of this, and yet somehow we lost this wisdom during the “enlightenment.”

Self observation and knowledge are fundamental to working towards any higher state of consciousness. With time, you can learn to observe every emotional state of the “indweller” without becoming identified with the emotion. Depression, happiness, anger, lust, these are just fleeting experiential states of being that rise and fall like ripples on a pond. If you can learn to separate your consciousness from the feeling, you can actually observe the arising and impact of these states of mind on yourself.

If you would like to probe this further, start with something simple like laughing. Observe yourself the next time you encounter something humorous and explore the nature of the experience.  Ask yourself, “Who’s actually laughing?” Another method by which you can begin to “know thyself” is to look at a work of art or listen to a piece of music and catalogue the experience as it happens. Conduct a live account of what’s happening to your emotional state as you experience the work or composition.

I wonder what happens to this experiment when we realize the sheer folly of self definition by aspirational consumerism and all strive towards the Good? But enough rambling from me compadres, enjoy the presentation.

One love,

HJ

A bIt ’bout Oneness

Hey Soul Rebels,

Sorry about the absence as of late but I hope it’s okay for me to blame it on the monsters.  If you need evidence just look under the bed.  Trust me, they’re there. It’s not for a lack of effort to conceive the alternative, but my life cannot not include a desire to try to solve the mystery of itself. I’m not saying alternatives are impossible as the world is filled with varied form and favor, but this journey from the birth canal to the awning grave is not without a consuming desire to know not that which the eye can see, but whereby the eye can see.

While able to shun it for much of my life, a man must swim with the current lest he be overcome by the force of the river. And the river is mighty amigos, very mighty indeed. I am glad to have this forum to share what I unearth with you however. After all, there are no discoveries, only revelations. For those who may argue otherwise, the universe was entangled long before we “discovered” entanglement.

I recently stumbled across this 3 stage gnosis of oneness by Thomas Keating and it just clicked. I hope the vibe resonates with you similarly.

Essentially the gnosis of oneness consists of the following stages:-

The gnosis of oneness begins with a truthful realization that there is an “Other”

What follows next is a deep and profound yearning to be like the Other

Finally one comes to the realization that there is no Other, as you were one with the Other all along. There is only the One.

Truthfully folks, life is so fleeting, it’s over before you know it.  The ride is an illusion and when you reawaken your connection to the inner world you’ll once again remember this bit of forgotten wisdom. Besides, there is no river!

One can only hope that this realization is accompanied by an awareness that the same ideological thread underpins both the unfettered slaughter of the Iraqi people and the Trail of Tears. Medals for murder have always been maneuvered to manipulate the muddled minds of minority. Murder is murder and no state stamp of approval makes it justifiable. Ask yourself why does society pedestalize war profiteers like Jeffrey Immelt and imprison John Gotti? Is it because the blood spilled in the desert is brown? There is no difference in the mindset of men who consider profiting by violence to be acceptable. Or did G.E. convince you that it only made toasters?

The parade of prophetical personages by corporate interests chomping at the bits to insert rancid market ideology into the awakening of humanity has sought to define oneness and criticism of the status quo as mutually exclusive spheres. Somehow any discussion of oneness cannot include the criminality of the established order. Please don’t fall for this ruse folks. A true understanding of oneness demands that you speak out about injustice anywhere, as it’s a threat to justice everywhere. So said a man far wiser than I.

One love,

HJ

Amiri Baraka – “Somebody Blew Up America”

Somebody Blew Up America

All thinking people oppose terrorism both domestic and international, but one should not be used to cover the other

Somebody blew up America

They say its some terrorist, some barbaric A Rab, in Afghanistan It wasn’t our American terrorists It wasn’t the Klan or the Skin heads Or the them that blows up nigger Churches, or reincarnates us on Death Row It wasn’t Trent Lott Or David Duke or Giuliani Or Schundler, Helms retiring

It wasn’t The gonorrhea in costume The white sheet diseases That have murdered black people Terrorized reason and sanity Most of humanity, as they pleases

They say (who say?) Who do the saying Who is them paying Who tell the lies Who in disguise Who had the slaves Who got the bux out the Bucks

Who got fat from plantations Who genocided Indians Tried to waste the Black nation

Who live on Wall Street The first plantation Who cut your nuts off Who rape your ma Who lynched your pa

Who got the tar, who got the feathers Who had the match, who set the fires Who killed and hired Who say they God & still be the Devil

Who the biggest only Who the most goodest Who do Jesus resemble

Who created everything Who the smartest Who the greatest Who the richest Who say you ugly and they the goodlookingest

Who define art Who define science

Who made the bombs Who made the guns

Who bought the slaves, who sold them

Who called you them names Who say Dahmer wasn’t insane

Who? Who? Who?

Who stole Puerto Rico Who stole the Indies, the Philipines, Manhattan Australia & The Hebrides Who forced opium on the Chinese

Who own them buildings Who got the money Who think you funny Who locked you up Who own the papers

Who owned the slave ship Who run the army

Who the fake president Who the ruler Who the banker

Who? Who? Who?

Who own the mine Who twist your mind Who got bread Who need peace Who you think need war

Who own the oil Who do no toil Who own the soil Who is not a nigger Who is so great ain’t nobody bigger

Who own this city

Who own the air Who own the water

Who own your crib Who rob and steal and cheat and murder and make lies the truth Who call you uncouth

Who live in the biggest house Who do the biggest crime Who go on vacation anytime

Who killed the most niggers Who killed the most Jews Who killed the most Italians Who killed the most Irish Who killed the most Africans Who killed the most Japanese Who killed the most Latinos

Who? Who? Who?

Who own the ocean

Who own the airplanes Who own the malls Who own television Who own radio

Who own what ain’t even known to be owned Who own the owners that ain’t the real owners

Who own the suburbs Who suck the cities Who make the laws

Who made Bush president Who believe the confederate flag need to be flying Who talk about democracy and be lying

Who the Beast in Revelations Who 666 Who know who decide Jesus get crucified

Who the Devil on the real side Who got rich from Armenian genocide

Who the biggest terrorist Who change the bible Who killed the most people Who do the most evil Who don’t worry about survival

Who have the colonies Who stole the most land Who rule the world Who say they good but only do evil Who the biggest executioner

Who? Who? Who?

Who own the oil Who want more oil Who told you what you think that later you find out a lie

Who? Who? Who?

Who found Bin Laden, maybe they Satan Who pay the CIA, Who knew the bomb was gonna blow Who know why the terrorists Learned to fly in Florida, San Diego

Who know why Five Israelis was filming the explosion And cracking they sides at the notion

Who need fossil fuel when the sun ain’t goin’ nowhere

Who make the credit cards Who get the biggest tax cut Who walked out of the Conference Against Racism Who killed Malcolm, Kennedy & his Brother Who killed Dr King, Who would want such a thing? Are they linked to the murder of Lincoln?

Who invaded Grenada Who made money from apartheid Who keep the Irish a colony Who overthrow Chile and Nicaragua later

Who killed David Sibeko, Chris Hani, the same ones who killed Biko, Cabral, Neruda, Allende, Che Guevara, Sandino,

Who killed Kabila, the ones who wasted Lumumba, Mondlane, Betty Shabazz, Princess Di, Ralph Featherstone, Little Bobby

Who locked up Mandela, Dhoruba, Geronimo, Assata, Mumia, Garvey, Dashiell Hammett, Alphaeus Hutton

Who killed Huey Newton, Fred Hampton, Medgar Evers, Mikey Smith, Walter Rodney, Was it the ones who tried to poison Fidel Who tried to keep the Vietnamese Oppressed

Who put a price on Lenin’s head

Who put the Jews in ovens, and who helped them do it Who said “America First” and ok’d the yellow stars

Who killed Rosa Luxembourg, Liebneckt Who murdered the Rosenbergs And all the good people iced, tortured, assassinated, vanished

Who got rich from Algeria, Libya, Haiti, Iran, Iraq, Saudi, Kuwait, Lebanon, Syria, Egypt, Jordan, Palestine,

Who cut off peoples hands in the Congo Who invented Aids Who put the germs In the Indians’ blankets Who thought up “The Trail of Tears”

Who blew up the Maine & started the Spanish American War Who got Sharon back in Power Who backed Batista, Hitler, Bilbo, Chiang kai Chek

Who decided Affirmative Action had to go Reconstruction, The New Deal, The New Frontier, The Great Society,

Who do Tom Ass Clarence Work for Who doo doo come out the Colon’s mouth Who know what kind of Skeeza is a Condoleeza Who pay Connelly to be a wooden negro Who give Genius Awards to Homo Locus Subsidere

Who overthrew Nkrumah, Bishop, Who poison Robeson, who try to put DuBois in Jail Who frame Rap Jamil al Amin, Who frame the Rosenbergs, Garvey, The Scottsboro Boys, The Hollywood Ten

Who set the Reichstag Fire

Who knew the World Trade Center was gonna get bombed Who told 4000 Israeli workers at the Twin Towers To stay home that day Why did Sharon stay away?

Who? Who? Who?

Explosion of owl the newspaper say the devil face could be seen

Who make money from war Who make dough from fear and lies Who want the world like it is Who want the world to be ruled by imperialism and national oppression and terror violence, and hunger and poverty.

Who is the ruler of Hell? Who is the ruler of Hell? Who is the most powerful

Who you know ever Seen God?

But everybody seen The Devil

Like an Owl exploding In your life in your brain in your self Like an Owl who know the devil All night, all day if you listen, Like an Owl Exploding in fire. We hear the questions rise In terrible flame like the whistle of a crazy dog

Like the acid vomit of the fire of Hell Who and Who and WHO who who Whoooo and Whooooooooooooooooooooo!

-Amiri Baraka

 

Just take a moment and let that simmer amigos. Nothing necessary from your friendly neighborhood Spiderman today.

One love,

HJ

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