Archive for January, 2011

Our Grand Cross {Ete}




















You came.





















Bottom Drop.










































At the Trailer.





















Those days in Swannanoa.





















You left.


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“A purifying fireball of passion surrounds the embracing couple, welding them together. In the center of the couple, a crystalline Sri Yantra [see below], one of the most ancient tantric symbols, signifies the dynamic balance and inner penetration of opposites. Astral vortexes stream out from the lovers, alerting souls of a possible opportunity for incarnation. The couple is observed by the watchful eyes of birth and death. Infinite love bands flow through the cosmic superimposition of the two polar energy streams. The passion of Eros: it implies a kind of divine will for human surrender in love to create new life.”

– Alex Grey, Chapel of Sacred Mirrors




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Spontaneous Abandon

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Treat all as if they are Master Teachers

until they prove themselves otherwise.

Some wear sweatshirts and ask if the flounder is fishy

but the clarity in their gaze will give them away

if you Own to look it.


This practice

inside my physical body,

this gaining familiarity

with universal law

through my own skin,


and muscle.

The pain and exhilaration of tapas

building from the core,


and exploding out through limbs and past materiality

into asters.


whispering shadow n light.


My learning transmutes

and the stillness settles and grows.

it’s the transference

of physical discipline and flexibility

to action in r moral realm.


My body is so wide open

that the musculature must remain,


until it comes automatic


for I blow so strong and far in a breeze

i can hit ceiling and walls

and the crushing battalion of fleetingness

bearing futility.


Discipline’s my word;

holding chair till my face crumples

and bending deeper still.

Breathing into the pain

exhaling to release

and Loving More

when release is impossible.



loving more.

Getting high is the opposite:


into true nature and reality

the stillness which radicalizes,

makes jealous,

and frees the world from karma.

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Had the pleasure of meeting Jordan Kriston at the restaurant yesterday. She is one of the seven members of the traveling dance troupe Pilobolus.

Rapid transformation and overcoming of obstacles for the sake of art

for the sake of work

for it’s sake.


I bless such abundance of beauty

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Fire Agate


a stone of Courage, Protection, and Strength.

The stone of someone I used to know.



Creative Support.

Psychic Protection

Spiritual Advancement

The Balancing of Masculine-Feminine.

The stone that came to me after searching.

Through fire and the calling of a teacher

the flowing of prana

and kindness –

a ripened-fruit endowment

by her moon’s fullness.

And such clear blue

The stone containing eyes of the Lion of Judah   [[thanks good Druid friend]]

and the silken cascading of its mane

all molten

constant molting

melting external to essence

and glowing as embers

in the sweetness of dark.

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Sister of Spirit

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striking too many balances


the time is far past for balancing.

the time’s for torches,



and earthquakes.


If we don’t make them they’ll make themselves upon us

think of the True family –


Find the Real Family

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Indigo to Africa

remember to do the hardest things

the things i fear most all.

those waterfalls push i under

and then we resurface

and the sun is setting:

a sky pink.


This has been on for way too fucking long.




to Resist.



I want people to know themselves as God

and this earth as Earth.

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Eros and Eschaton


[The following is a paraphrased lecture by Terence McKenna on Schizophrenia and Shamanism]


“Schizophrenia is just a catch-all term for forms of mental behavior that we don’t understand. In the nineteenth century there was a term called ‘melancholia,’ which we would now call bi-polar depression. All forms of sadness, unhappiness, maladaptation, were called melancholia. Now schizophrenia is a similar thing… many years ago I was at a psych library and I saw a book about schizophrenia. It said, ‘The typical schizophrenic lives in a world of twilight imagining. Marginal to society, incapable of holding a regular job, these people live on the fringes, content to drift in their own self-created value-system.’

I said That’s It! Now I understand.

We have no tradition of shamanism. We have no tradition of journeying into these mental worlds. We are terrified of madness. We fear it because the Western mind is a House of Cards. And the people who built the House of Cards know that! Someone once said: LSD is a psychedelic substance which occasionally causes psychotic behavior in people who have not taken it. (laughter)

And I would bet you that more people have exhibited psychotic behavior from not taking LSD and just thinking about it, than ever taking it. Certainly in my family I watched my parents both go psychotic from the mere fact that LSD existed. They would never have taken it. There is a great phobia about the Mind. The Western mind is very queasy when first principles are questioned. Rarer than corpses in this society are the untreated Mad because we can’t come to terms with that.

A Shaman is someone who swims in the same motion as a schizophrenic, but the Shaman has thousands of years of sanctioned technique and tradition to draw upon. In a traditional society, if you exhibit ‘schizophrenic’ tendencies, you are immediately drawn out of the pack and put under the care and tutelage of Master Shamans. You are told, ‘You are special. Your abilities are very central to the health of our society. You will cure, you will prophesy, you will guide our society in its most fundamental decisions.’ Contrast this with what a person exhibiting schizophrenia in our society is taught. They’re told, ‘You don’t fit in. You are becoming a problem. You don’t pull your own weight. You are not of equal worth as the rest of us. You are sick. You have to go to the hospital. You have to be locked up. You are on a car with prisoners and lost dogs in our society.’ That treatment of schizophrenia makes it incurable.

Imagine if you were slightly odd, and the solution were to take you and block you into a place where people were seriously mad. That would drive anyone mad. You know it’s an environment calculated to make you crazy and to keep you crazy. This would never happen in an Aboriginal or Traditional society.

I wrote a book called The Archaic Revival. The idea there is that we have gone sick by following a path of untrammelled rationalism, male dominance, attention to the visible surface of things, practicality, bottom-line-ism. We have gone very sick. The body politic, like any body, when it begins to feel itself sick, begins to produce antibodies or strategies for overcoming the condition of dis-ease.

The Twentieth Century is an enormous effort at self-healing. Phenomena as diverse as surrealism, body-piercing, psychedelic drug use, sexual permissiveness, jazz, experimental dance, rave culture, tattooing. The list is endless. What do all of these things have in common? They represent the very rejection of linear values. This society is trying to cure itself by an archaic revival. By a reversion to archaic values. So when I see people manifesting sexual ambiguity, or scarifying themselves, or showing a lot of flesh, or dancing to syncopated music, or getting loaded, or violating ordinary canons of sexual behavior, i applaud all of this. Because it’s this impulse to return to what is felt by the body. What is authentic. What is archaic. And when you tease apart these archaic impulses, at the very center is the desire to return to a world of magickal empowerment of feeling. And at the center of that impulse is the Shaman. Stoned. Intoxicated on Plant. Speaking with the spirit helpers. Dancing in the moonlight. Vivifying and invoking a world of Conscious Living Mystery. That’s what the world is. The world is not an unsolved problem for scientists or sociologists. The world is a living mystery. Our birth, our death, our being in the moment. These are mysteries. They are doorways, opening on to unimaginable vistas of self-exploration, empowerment, and hope for the human enterprise.

Our culture has killed that and taken it away from us. Made us consumers of shoddy products and shoddier ideals. We have to get away from that. And the way to get away from it is by return to authentic experience of the body. And that means sexually empowering ourselves and getting loaded: exploring the mind as a tool for personal and social transformation.

The hour is late. The clock is ticking. We will be judged very harshly if we fumble the ball. We are the inheritors of millions of years of successfully lived lives and successful adaptations to changing conditions in the natural world. Now the challenge passes to us, the living, that the yet to be born may have a place to put their feet and a sky to walk under.

That’s what the psychedelic experience is about. Caring for, empowering, and building a future that honors the past, honors the planet, and honors the power of the human imagination. There is nothing as powerful, as capable of transforming itself and the planet, as the human imagination. Let’s not sell it short. Let’s not limit ourselves to nitwit ideology. Let’s not give our control over to the least among us. Rather, claim your place in the sun and go forward into the light.

The tools are there. The path is known. You simply have to turn your back on a culture that is sterile and dead and get with the program of a Living World and a Re-Empowerment of the Imagination.”

– Terence McKenna

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