open yourself to recieve- bask in experience and thought- combine imagination and will- pierce the colored veil that conceales dimensions beyond- recognize you have no free will, then laugh and fall in love- emerged in mystery, tuned to a cosmic giggle- the map is not the territory- the right hand and left hand path are still binary systems holding the unified self apart- we are all models of thoughts built on assumptions and simulated expression- Horus is our child, Thoth our storyteller- the individual has only taken us this far, break open the head- there is no "us vs. them", there is only "us"- surrealism is a state of mind, not a commodity-stones in our stomach, a lotus in our eyes- vibrations and the moon, sex and the sun- we laugh and we cry, its all we've ever had...
"Americans are not critical thinkers by and large. We suffer from a collective sociogenic learning disability based on the complete commodification of our consciousness by consumerism and electronic media. So we are not only bitterly unhappy and alienated, we are intensly stupid and attached to denial." -Stansilov Grof *** "Truth, like time itself, is a product of a conversation man has with himself through the techniques of communication he has invented." -Neil Postman *** do you feel the stars have begun/ to move faster than the sun *** "Have you ever been in love? Horrible isn't it? It makes you so vulnerable. It opens your chest and it opens up your heart and it means that someone can get inside you and mess you up. You build up all these defenses, you build up a whole suit of armor, so that nothing can hurt you, then one stupid person, no different from any other stupid person, wanders into your stupid life... You give them a piece of you. They didn't ask for it. They did something dumb one day, like kiss you or smile at you, and then your life isn't your own anymore. Love takes hostages. It gets inside you. It eats you out and leaves you crying in the darkness, so simple a phrase like 'maybe we should be just friends' turns into a glass splinter working its way into your heart. It hurts. Not just in the imagination. Not just in the mind. It's a soul-hurt, a real gets-inside-you-and-rips-you-apart pain. I hate love." ~ Neil Gaiman.
"...individuality was the trap that led to existential alienation, that led to boundaries and wars. It was useful, we had to become individuated (manifest individual identity). But the INVISIBLES ends with seeing the next stage beyond that is to take on multiple personalities deliberately- the continuum is Us. The space between us is pregnant with possibility. Forget the boundaries, drop all and advance into your enemy's space to the point where you understand why he's your enemy and he stops being your enemy because your him now and he is you. Everyone just reverses through each other..." -grant morrison
"I have never seen a normal man or woman, or even a normal dog. I have never experienced an average day or an ordinary sunset. The 'normal', the 'average', the 'ordinary' describe that which we never encounter outside mathematics, i.e., imagination, the human mindscape." -Timothy F.X. Finnegan
"Written poetry is worth reading once and then should be destroyed. Let the dead poets make way for others. Then we might even come to see that it is our veneration for what has already been created, however beautiful and valid it may be, that petrifies us." -Antonin Artaud
anything by Kurt Vonnegut, Philip K. Dick, Herman Hesse, H.P. Lovecraft, Robert Anton Wilson, Terrance McKenna, Aldous Huxley, William Blake, Antonin Artaud, William Burroughs, James Joyce, Joseph Campbell, Austin Osman Spare, Aleister Crowley, John Lilly, Sartre, Stansilov Grof, Jorge Luis Borges, Italo Colvino, Baudrillard, Ezra Pound, Anthony Burgess, Tom Robbins, Israel Regardie, Ken Wilbur, Alex Grey, Alfred Korzybski, Alan Moore, Grant Morrison, Hunter S. Thompson, Gore Vidal, Gurdjieff, Nietzche, William Riech, Phil Hine, Carl Jung, Andre Breton, George Orwell, J.D. Salinger, Dostoevsky, T.S. Elliot and on and on and on, ad nauseum...
Discordia and the Five Avatars of Consciousness