Here’s a story that I’ve been thinking about lately, something that happened to me about…20 years ago. Nothing gory or spectacular, just a subtle thing. A conversation I had with a former boss, something that most people would have forgotten. I still think about the implications of that conversation.
This particular boss seemed like a pretty amiable sort of person. Younger Baby Boomer, very creative, middle-class upbringing, had a family of his own, and shared many of the same common cultural touchstones as our peers.
One day we were talking, and I said something like, “you have to do something that feels right for your soul.” Well, this apparently stopped the conversation dead—he just stopped and looked at me with confusion and disgust. “What did you say?”
Let’s talk about intuition.
What is it, is it real, and where do the ducks go in the winter Mommy?
When Tony Cicoria was 42 years old, he was hit by lightning while standing by a public telephone. He initially had problems with sluggishness and memory loss following the incident, but an EEG and an MRI showed no unusual activity. In a few weeks, Cicoria’s strength and memory returned—and he went back to work as if nothing happened.
Just one thing, though: Cicoria also developed a very sudden desire to play the piano. Though he showed no interest in such an activity earlier in his life, it was now his Mission to study and play music.
Burt Wonderstone: “Mr. Gray. What you do is not magic. It is monkey porn.”
Steve Gray: “I understand. It’s natural for a dying leaf to be frightened by the autumn wind.”
OK, here you go: possibly the most “deep,” esoteric analysis of the movie The Incredible Burt Wonderstone you will ever read.
Prepare to have your world-view, your religious identification, and even your very perception of reality altered forever—all through this seemingly insignificant 2013 movie starring Steve Carell and Jim Carrey. We’re gonna talk Simon Magus, we’re gonna talk alchemy, we’re gonna talk psychedelic plants…it’s gonna be wild. Really.
“The name is the thing itself.”
–Robert Anton Wilson
Words can be a very powerful thing. Both William Burroughs and Philip K. Dick believed that language—words—were alive, had viral properties and were (at least some of them) possibly of “alien” origin. But we don’t need to subscribe to such fanciful theories to be convinced of their potentiality and influence…
…we can just visit Twitter on every given day and observe the oft-dramatic proceedings. Glyphs on Twitter: BIG MAGICK. You can weave quite a spell and move thousands, even millions.
Yesterday I watched two lizards having sex on my front porch. It is, I have been told, how other lizards are made.
“…more at home on the fringes than in the centre of Greek polytheism. Intrinsically ambivalent and polymorphous, she straddles conventional boundaries and eludes definition.”
—Hekate, per the Oxford Classical Dictionary
Happy Summer Solstice, the first day of Summer (in the Northern Hemisphere) and the longest day of the year.
Everything you encounter in your daily life is a mirror of what is already going on inside of you. It’s a mirror of your present state, containing potential clues and solutions to problems and questions you may face.
Many “problems” you may encounter are things that are merely reflections of answers, of solutions, of current states of being. Everything can be helpful. Nothing is wasted.
There seems to be (at least) two different versions of Self:
So, here are some interesting bits and pieces, if this is something that appeals to you,