iAhuasca

A. As above, so below

I saw two people smoking outside. I asked them why they smoked outside in the cold instead of smoking inside where it was warm. They said that smoking was bad for the apartment.

In the center of an irrational universe governed by an irrational mind stands rational man, William Klaus being just one example. The inbreaking deity that Klaus encountered in 1994 was himself. However, Klaus seemed happy to believe that he had met God.

“Klaus, there is no ‘God,’” I said. “It’s yourself. Don’t you recognize your own self? It’s you and only you, projecting your unanswered wishes out. You couldn’t fill the vacuum with reality so you filled it with fantasy; it was psychological compensation for a fruitless, wasted, empty, pain-filled life and I don’t see why you don’t finally fucking give up; you’re like Sync: you’re stupid. That is the beginning and the end of it. Okay?”

“Bill, you rob me of hope.” 

Sync requires participation with something bigger than self and family, something bigger than city or country or century. It requires participation with Universe. But before we go further, I need you to do something. I need you to go and get some tape, preferably the clear tape used for wrapping presents.

I want you to measure out three pieces of tape, roughly 44centimeters in length, and turn to page XX

I want you to center and stick the upper half of the tape lengthwise on page XX. Fold it over and stick the bottom half on page XX. I want you to take the second piece of tape and do the same thing on the right side of the page. Do this without looking at pages XX and XX.

Now, get a piece of paper and write something (anything)on it. Or draw. Or write and draw. Or scribble down a poem. Whatever pops into your mind, put it down. When you are finished, I want you to turn back to page XX, which is now functioning like a crude envelope or pocket,fold your piece of paper in half, and place it inside.

Seal the top of the page with the third and final piece of tape.

I wrote a chapter for something called The Sync Book 2back in 1981. It was a failure. One popular magazine called the process naïve, The Kubrick Transformer gibberish, and my “arts and crafts section” the “projection of a crude box”. Others just thought I had too much time on my hands.

When asked about the chapter, Philip K. Dick said that first, he was going to have to call his lawyer, that second, he had no idea what an “mp3” player was, and third, that the “film” in question was actually a “sync film”. When asked to explain what he meant, he said that it was just slang for the unconscious mind, or a Tower. Dick wouldn’t say if he followed the instructions or not.

In the fourth week of September in 1998, two similar events were reported in a Chicago newspaper. One event received quite a bit more attention than the other.

In one event, a baseball player made an almost unforgivable mistake: he dropped a baseball. This story dominated the newspaper. It was mentioned on the front page and written about extensively. People still talk about that event to this day.

In the other event, a janitor responded to an emergency situation and caught a child that fell out of a window. This story was not mentioned on the front page. It was not written about extensively.

I realized after a week or so that no one seemed to have taken much notice of this coincidence and that there would be no follow up to this story. I couldn’t believe that I was the only one who noticed.

Many years later I was up late at night, listening to music and trying to write a movie script about coincidence, thebaseball player, and the anonymous janitor from 1998when a sequence of events on the television caught my attention. The show “Malcolm in the Middle” was on, and the characters were running around in screwball comedy fashion when, for no apparent reason, someone in a Chicago Cubs jersey caught a baby that seemed torandomly fall out of the sky. At least that’s how I remember it. I knew that no one would understand what the moment meant to me, or would even believe that itactually happened. I certainly can’t prove any of it. But that’s how sync works sometimes.

“I think that the whole of the twentieth century is informed by this hyper-dimensional understanding, and that, you know, Jung tapping into it in the twenties, the Dadaists in 1919 in Zurich, the surrealists, even earlier the Ecole de Pataphysique, Lautréamont, Le Soleil Secrète , all of these people…it’s what it’s about. The twentieth century is this, uh….well…McLuhan’s phrase comes to mind, “the Gutenberg Galaxy”, the spectrum of effects created by print: the classes, the conceits, the industries, the products, the attitudes, the garments. All of the things created by print. We are living in a terminal civilization. I mean I don’t want to say dying because civilizations aren’t animals, but we are living in an age of great self-summation, when what we look back at is….Basically, since the fall of Rome there has been an unbroken working-out-of certain themes. Scholasticism, the Aristotelian and Platonic corpus…Christianity, always presented assomehow a rival to science, is in fact--paves the way for science. There would have been no science had there not been William of Ockham who was a fourteenth century nominalist theologian. Really, Western civilization has had a thousand years to work it’s magic, and now there is a summation under way and I don’t certainly presume, at least not this evening, to judge it. How do you--how do you place a value on an entire civilization? In the same way that when a person dies their entire life passes before them in review, when a civilization dies it, it synchromystically cycles the detritus of centuries and centuries of struggle to understand, and someone like Joyce, I think, just brings that to an excruciating climax because it’s all there, you know. It’s all there.” 

“To Joyce reality was a paradigm, an illustration of a perhaps unstatable rule (when I first tried to read Aleister Crowley’s Book of Lies, I was convinced that certain words were written in a Satanic language. Those words turned out to be written in Greek. My Catholic mind was playing tricks on me. When I first tried to readFinnegans Wake I was convinced that nearly every word was gibberish. They are gibberish. At least to my one-dimensional mind they are. What I had to do instead was allow my four-dimensional mind to play tricks on me (a dangerous method indeed) it is not a perception of order or of love; more humble than any of these, it is a perception of coincidence.”

Samuel Beckett

iAhuasca: The Kubrick Transformer

Materials:

The Stanley Kubrick Collection: 2001: A Space Odyssey,DVD released August 25th, 1998 (MGM)

The Stanley Kubrick Collection: The Shining, DVD released June 29th, 1999 (Warner Home Video)

The Wall by Pink Floyd, CD remaster released September 27th, 2011 (Capitol Records)

You must use these specific materials, no substitutions.

Instructions:

Convert The Wall CD’s to an mp3 player to allow for uninterrupted continuous play.

Arrange a dual screen setup where 2001 will play on a screen above The Shining below. For example, place a laptop computer (or smaller TV) below a television screen.

Time Code: Simultaneously start 2001 at 1:05:54 and The Shining at 1:00:51.

Begin The Wall at track 21 “In The Flesh” and start at 1:06:44 of 2001: A Space Odyssey (1:01:41 of The Shining). Enable continuous replay so that the final song continues directly into the first.

This is how the two screens should align when you push play on The Wall.

“If it can be written, or thought, it can be filmed.”

Stanley Kubrick

“The genius of Joyce, and to some degree--although in a more controlled form Proust (and then there were other practitioners, Faulkner certainly), was what they called riverrun , but what it was was an ability to really listen to the associating mind without trimming, pruning, judging, denying. One of the great puzzles to me is the great antagonism between Jung and Joyce because you would have thought that they would have been comrades in arms. But Joyce loathed psychoanalysis. He didn't--he thought that to use all this material to elucidate imagined pathologies was a very uncreative use of it and it should all be fabricated into literature. It's very hard to surpass, you know. Thomas Pynchon, William Gaddis, these people….they--everybody genuflects to Joyce but very few people plow in the way he did. I mean, Thomas Pynchon is considered a difficult, hallucinatory writer and there isn't twenty pages in Gravity's Rainbow as obscure as a randomly chosen page here.

I can understand the impulse to want to get the universe into a book because it hints at something that we've talked about in some of these circles, or whatever they are, which is that the character of life is like a work of literature. We are told that you're supposed to fit your experience into the model which science gives you, which is probabilistic, statistical, predictable, and yet it's…..The felt datum of experience is much more literary than that. I mean we fall in love, make and lose fortunes, we inherit houses in Scotland, we lose everything, we get terrible diseases, we're cured of them, or we die of them, but it all has this sturm und drang aspect to it that physics is not supposed to have but which literature always has and I think, I don't know if it's true, but what I think Joyce believed and what I'm willing to entertain at some depth is the idea that salvation is somehow an act of encompassing comprehension. That salvation is an actual act of apprehension of understanding. And that this act of apprehension involves everything. This is why the alchemic--before James Joyce and this kind of literature,the only place you got these kinds of constructs was in alchemy and magic. The idea that, you know, that through an act of magic the Universe could be condensed to yield a fractal microcosm of itself.” 

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Goal: to have a copy of FW in the top drawer of every nightstand of every hotel,

to see all the happy creatures join FW study groups. for the kidds.jhon.

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Biological creationism taught in schools? Social creationism taught in schools? Media creationism taught in schools? What would Mama Lujo do? What would dobagerrobagercobagerdo? TherawchickenortheggNogHammadi?

Father, (taught me about time and spaaaace) everything in this game is allowed; if you can’t recognize those who cheat get smarter—Valisart Mel

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Seers and readers///comprehension. Swans way? The Seer: lunacy, your childhood is over. Read: The Guermantes Way again. Get: CDT 8/3/03/25:48

Imagined an insect that disguises itself as a leaf and hides among the thousands of leaves that cover a single tree. The disguise was impossible to detect. Studied this insect for years, trained yourself to detect the subtle differencebetween insect and leaf, until that day. In the tree, the insect. Suddenly, shockenantiodromiawe: the insect becomes leaf, and the leaves become incest--A Magnificent Insect Bob. TY.

Hangover Nation: Director Todd Phillips first film is about the world of Allin, G.G. The world of the Hangover is about Allen G. Both G.G. and G. have baldheads and beards. Both bring us into a world of shame and shit and blood. And we’re living here in G.G. Allin Town?

Remember, God don’t make no junk DNA. And you have no attention span for a reason. You’re sense ratios have been hacked.

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We have had for some time now the concept of the collective unconscious but we need now to think in the terms of the collective consciousness of the race, which is not passive. It's not just the storage place of old memories and myths and that kind of thing. It is more like an entelechy, it guides, it opens avenues to certain choices and precludes avenues to other choices. You know I think it was in Mysterium Coniunctionis that Jung said, " The unconscious has a thousand ways of terminating a life that has become meaningless." A chilling notion….and what he meant was, you know, you'll step off a curb and be hit by a bus if you didn't look, but the real analysis is that a decision had been made at a higher control level to just fling you away. Well, how much more disturbing it is to think that that could be possible on a global level. So we have to open a dialogue, and no longer--you know….all these words: intuition, artistic vision, trance, memes like synchromysticism ….these are all ways of trying to have a dialogue with the control mechanism.