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Blinding Truth

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On June 4, 2017

In Philosphing

I was listening to a podcast discussion the other day. The conversation had wandered off into the philosophical weeds as it so often does (which is why I like that particular podcast). The subject at hand was the nature of Bigfoot. The moderator and his guests kept dancing into a particular brick wall. Instead of questioning their own questions, they tended to give up and write it off with an uncomfortable laugh as “the Trickster Effect”.

Just like that. Slapped an essentially meaningless label on a bucket and tossed the problem into it as if to say, “That one can’t be answered!” One of the guests then said something quite remarkable. He stated that, since he cannot figure out what consciousness and reality actually are, he would always immediately stop listening to anyone who claimed that they do. Given the apparent plethora of fools in this world, this is an almost inevitable stance for the experienced philosopher.

Cynicism as wisdom. Lazy but understandable.

“Driven by hunger, a fox tried to reach some grapes hanging high on the vine but was unable to, although he leaped with all his strength. As he went away, the fox remarked ‘Oh, you aren’t even ripe yet! I don’t need any sour grapes.'” – Aesop, (via Phaedrus)

The man puts on a blindfold and then states that, since he cannot see, nobody else can either.

“Little brother, give me thy hand; for the first step is hard.”

Seeing through the Veil is hard. Very hard. The first time. Once you see It however, you can never un-see It. I realize that I have belabored this point again and again but it is so important for anyone who seeks the Grail to understand that human language can no more convey this information than a dogs barking can teach you algebra.

The Key to everything has always been hidden in plain sight. We are all children of God and as such we are consummate masters of reality.

The wizard waves his wand and with a Word, proclaims that the answer he seeks does not exist and…POOF…!

It does not.

Who Do

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On May 20, 2017

In Philosphing

Precognition. Extra-Sensory Perception. Telekinesis. Psychometry.

Mind-reading. Divination. Dowsing. Astrology.

Medicine. Sorcery. Witchcraft. Hoodoo.

Powers.

Throughout history and literature, presented as fact or as fiction, we find endless tales of men and women who are somehow able to bend reality in various ways. Some do it for profit or personal gain. Some do it to selflessly help others or to glorify their gods. Some do it to pick Zener cards.

Many people are willing to believe that at least some of these stories are true. One of the reasons for this may be due to the fact that so many of us experience our own seemingly magical events. Perhaps we dream of a person we haven’t seen in years and then they call on us the very next day. Maybe we just know what someone else is thinking. Or we sense that we are being watched before the watcher is revealed. The existence of minor miracles opens the way for the possibility of greater ones.

Due to the nature of this blog, I will assume that a fair number of readers have experimented along these lines. I will also assume that a large percentage of those who have can report positive results. By which I mean that something happened whether for good or for ill. If you accept that “magic” is real, then please read on. If you do not, I have no desire to try convincing you. Your time may be best spent elsewhere.

What is magic and why does it work?

All consciousness is One. Many refer to this One Thing as “God”. What we experience as Reality is created by the Imagination of God. The true You is a piece of God. Your imagination IS God’s Imagination.

Words are an entirely insufficient tool for conveying this type of information. Please try to experience the previous paragraph at the purest level you can.

Your reasoning mind may object. “If I could create my own reality, it certainly wouldn’t be this life on this world!”

All reasoning is flawed from God’s point of view. It is but a tool and a crude one at that (relatively speaking). The flaws in the “reasoning” above revolve around the misunderstanding of what the word “I” represents. You may also think that you want to live in a world where your thoughts manifest quickly. Believe me, I’ve been there. You do not.

To Know Who You Are is the piece of knowledge symbolized in alchemy as the Philosopher’s Stone. The completion of what is called the Great Work results in the Realization that your true self is… well… Something that cannot be put into words. Therefore, it is also Nothing that can be put into words.

Anyway, back to the regular world of regular humans. The fact is that you have created the reality you are experiencing. Your ability to change that reality is directly proportional to your ability to believe that you can. In other words, you can perform miracles if you have faith that you can.

Just keep in mind that it is not you that does this (because there is no you). It is God. Who is You. If this makes no sense, it is because you are looking at my finger and not at where I am pointing. Symbolically speaking, of course. That takes us above the words. Now you need to take it above the symbols.

Do you believe you can do this?

I happen to Know that You can.

Before the Storm

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On February 4, 2017

In Philosphing

Imagine that you have god-like control over the reality in which you find yourself immersed.

What would you change? What would you keep the same? How sensitive to your whims would you like your reality to be? How abruptly would you want the changes you desire to manifest? Would it be important to you that the changes occur in a manner that seems logical and sequential?

What if you were taught from an early age that you did not have this power and freedom? Your power would be such that if you believed you had no power, that would become true and so you would not. That would be a tough situation. You would have to wean yourself away from this outlook in order to regain your freedom. How would you convince yourself that you really had total control?

Practice.

Start small. Divination; Prayer; Spell-casting. You can do these things successfully (in a somewhat sporadic manner) if you believe you can. You can only master them however, when you know you can.

I remember the first time “magic” worked for me. It was on a summer’s day when I was about 14 years old. The weather forecast was for a continued drought. No chance of rain. My primary introduction to the “occult” was via a hexenmeister from whom I learned to make “Signs”. Deciding to attempt a storm-raising, I drew the pattern shown below using ink on white cardboard. I charged it with my imagination and placed it on a hidden portion of the roof of our house. Over the next few hours the sky clouded up and a short-lived sprinkle of rain fell. Although it was nowhere near the storm I had wished for, it was still something. “Walk before you can run,” I remember telling myself.

The sun soon returned and I went about my day giving no more thought to my little experiment. Carelessly, I left the Sign out on the roof.

Late that night, I was awakened suddenly by lightning and thunder crashing around the house. High winds blew the curtains out horizontally and torrential rains poured from the sky. The electricity had gone out and our basement was flooding. In a state of fear due to the lightning, I climbed out onto the roof to retrieve the Sign. It was gone. Probably blown away in the wind. At that time, I thought the Sign contained the power. As soon as I saw that it was gone, the storm slackened and lifted almost immediately. Later, back in bed with my wet pajamas, I recall being very pleased with myself.

The following evening I watched the weatherman on television trying to explain why and how the freak storm had come about. He really didn’t know.

But I did.

That event served to open a little door in my mind that allowed me to believe that maybe magic could work. This in turn, primed me for further success and each new accomplishment opened up the possibility for even greater things. Later that summer, I cured our dog from canine parvovirus despite it’s over 90% mortality rate. Another time, with concentration and imagination I deliberately rolled “box cars” with a pair of dice fourteen times in a row. I also broke a boys arm without ever touching him.

As I became more adept at controlling reality, something unexpected happened. After a certain point, everything dissolved into chaos, myself included. I won’t try to explain that here but a nimble thinker will be able to figure out what happened.

Chaos is the canvas upon which we paint reality. There are as many different realities as there are painters and we are all free to re-create everything according to the dictates of our individual wills.

You do have an individual will, don’t you?

Astra-Nautics 101

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On January 14, 2017

In Philosphing

Derived from the Emerald Tablet, we have the old saying, “As Above, So Below”. In the Bible we find reference to man being created “in the image” of God. Hermetic writings sometimes refer to Liber Munde; The Book of the World.

These concepts are all related and deserve much thought but I don’t want to get bogged down trying to explain them with words. We are skirting on the very edge of where labels are useful.

That help? It is the modern astronomical symbol for the sun but it’s origins lay in the realm of alchemy. What does it mean in plain language? Voltaire once took a crack at it, “God is a circle whose center is everywhere and circumference nowhere.”

See? You’ve got to get up above the words to understand this stuff.

Okay, what we are dealing with here are the Qabalistic emanations of God and the fact that all things are a reflection or an image of the God-head (Kether). Therefore, we can often learn to comprehend higher spiritual concepts by using everyday relationships as a symbolic representation of the Celestial. I know how hard this can be to understand but stick with it. This is the language of wizardry.

How’s you imagination? Have you ever day-dreamed? Do you lose yourself in dreams while your body sleeps? If the answer is “no”, then go watch television or something. You’re wasting your time here.

Picture something in your imagination that doesn’t “really” exist.  How about an eight-legged kitten? Can you see it in your mind’s eye? Skittering across the room like a great, furry spider (but cuter)? See it scramble up a tree-trunk? Wow! Now notice that you will experience some mild emotional reaction to “seeing” this creature. How would you react if this thing actually ran across in front of you right now? Amazement? Laughter? Wonder? Fear? Disgust? A little of each?

Is this thing you’ve imagined real? Of course it is. You just created it. It will fade away from your awareness when you stop thinking about it. But it might come back tonight in your dreams. And then that thing will be as real as can be. And your emotional reaction will be a whole lot stronger too. If you are scared by the spider-kitten (spitten?), you might deem it a nightmare and try to wake yourself up. As Above. So Below.

Although you are dreaming, some part of you knows it’s a dream and can wake you up when you no longer want to be in the dream. As Above, So Below.

A “lucid dream” occurs when that same part of you realizes that you are dreaming. You then “wake-up” within the dream. You are still in Wonderland but it is no longer in control. You are. The world hasn’t changed. You have. And now you have Powers. As Above, So Below.

In occultism, you will find references to the “astral” world. This is simply an old word for the imagination, the dream-scape. There is a very important clue hidden here. Why use that particular word?

“Astral” – “of, relating to, or coming from the stars” – Merriam-Webster

What in the world do stars have to do with the imagination? With dreaming?

Alright, deep breath. Here it is…

The stars and galaxies and universes are infinite. Really, really think about that. Infinite. Now, in a truly infinite universe, any world you can imagine exists out there somewhere. And you can visit any of them by using your imagination. (Of course, that’s a two-way street…)

Everything is Real.

As Above, So below.

Gray Expectations

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On January 8, 2017

In Wagging Tales

Once upon a time in a galaxy far, far away…

There developed a civilization. It came about by the usual (although extremely unlikely) process. Simple cells to animals. Animals to people. The early people (like primitive folks everywhere), were deeply aware of the spiritual currents that flow beneath physical reality. This understanding allowed some to become magicians of great power who could bend reality itself through the subtleties of their minds.

Vast ages passed and the people gradually developed technology. It started with a hide-scraper but eventually it led up to lasers and nukes. Due to this blossoming of science and it’s mastery over the physical world, the people’s relationship with the spirit world atrophied. The magicians became technicians and the magic was lost.

Then something happened to destroy their civilization. Some of the people survived the catastrophe but were thrown back into the stone-age. After a few generations, all ability to reacquire their technology was lost. A new cycle began.

This is the usual way of civilizations. Magic; Science; Magic again. Perfectly normal.

But this time something very unusual happened. Somehow, in some way, the high technology survived in an unknown form that was rediscovered after they had re-evolved their psychic abilities. In this completely unprecedented manner, the wizards became space-farers.

Not only did they get off of their home-world (which almost never happens before the collapse of a civilization), but they retained the abilities of their shamans. They became gods.

And they knew how to create other gods. It was fairly simple. Locate a developed civilization. One who’s science was almost to the point of physical mastery. Gather their knowledge and samples of their technology. Put it all someplace where it will stay safe and intact for a few eons. (Perhaps inside a hollow moon orbiting their planet.) And then you just obliterate them.

Not all of them, of course. You leave behind a viable breeding population that you have genetically tweaked here and there. Then you just wait for a very long time. When they learn and evolve to again be spiritual masters, you give them back their science and teach them how to use it.

And thusly do gods beget gods.

Kōan-Heads

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On December 29, 2016

In Philosphing

“Ufology is just another name for demonology,” concluded John Keel, author of The Mothman Prophecies. His life-long quest to figure out what’s really going on “behind the curtain” eventually left him exasperated and confused. It seemed that every time he thought he was getting close to the “truth”, something totally bizarre would come out of left field to scramble his latest theory. His approach was always scientific. His research admirable considering the limits of a pre-internet world. Yet after years of trying to put two and two together, he never managed to make them equal four. Not only did the truth elude him, it seemed to mock him from every side.

This is something that modern paranormal investigators have dubbed, “The Trickster Effect”. This description implies the presence of some Intelligence behind the scenes. One that seems to delight in misdirection and that will not hesitate to play the inquirer for the fool. This is not a phenomenon exclusive to ufology. Investigators of various types whether they be spiritual, scientific or something in between will also encounter a version of this. Just as you seem to be figuring something out, it morphs into something else.

How often do we read about the person who witnesses a UFO only to have a poltergeist begin tossing things around their house in the weeks to follow? What are we to make of the Skinwalker Ranch events? Was there a type of craziness that did not take place there? What about lights in the sky that begin to respond to a witnesses unspoken thoughts? Why do the camera batteries always fail just as the monster makes an appearance? Why does reality always seem to come unglued when we look at it too closely?

Who are the Strangers that hide out there at the edge of this little clearing in the forest that we call home? Are they Gods? Devils? Aliens? Simulation Programmers?

They seem to laugh at our hapless antics and lead us by the proverbial nose as we desperately try to solve the mystery of our own existence. Those of us who figure it out are immediately struck dumb. Then it’s our turn to laugh. Why? Because the joke is on us! Because at the “center” of “reality”, there is a “hitch” or a “snag” that is the “heart” of “paradox”. (That’s the dumb-struck part showing. The Truth is beyond the level of words. Anything that we say in attempting to describe It becomes immediately wrong. Becomes misdirection. Don’t look at my finger! Look at where I’m pointing.)

What makes a joke funny? The same thing. The unexpected absurdity. The jolt to the system that relieves the pressure created by attempting to comprehend the incomprehensible. The realization that what you took to be true is not. And spectacularly so.

The Long, Dark Night of the Soul gives way to the Golden Dawn and the understanding of what we’re really dealing with here.

You see, it’s you out there on the dark edges of reality. And it’s me. We are both the Dreamer and the Dream. And we are nothing if not playful.

So relax! That person you mistakenly think you are is just a passing whirlpool. Who you actually are is the water.

Fun Fact: Did you know that the Wikipedia entry for “Zen” runs well over 10,000 words?

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