Saturday, September 06, 2008

Mea Culpa... Ex Apologia... Ad Nauseum...

Well... I don’t have to give much thought to what I will write about today because that subject matter has been decided for me. Interestingly enough, a lot of the people commenting on the subject have gone to other blogs to make their comments for reasons best known to them. To be sure, the subject was discussed here as well but not in the context of the reply given one’s capacity to extract ‘tell phrases’.

Drugs and spiritual inquiry have been aligned since either of them appeared. History shows this, whether you are talking about hash used among Sufi’s and other Muslims; psychedelics among native cultures (and many others across the board), various substances among The Druids and all manner of societies that made use of things termed ‘sacraments’ and other names. There’s quite an argument made for the use of mushrooms by St. John of Patmos who wrote, or channeled, the chapter called “Revelations” in the New Testament. One can read “The Sacred Mushroom and the Cross” or any of a number of other declarative and speculative commentaries.

My first hand experience tells me that real spiritual experiences are possible with certain compounds. I’ve had them. Some of them transformed me beyond whatever I had been before and set the stage for further permutations on up the road. There are people who weren’t there and who have no personal experience to rely on for refutation who will discount my experiences. It’s tantamount to someone who’s never been swimming, arguing about the experience with someone who has. But this never stops people. You find the high and mighty of the opinionated, uninformed running wild in every theater of life. You’re more likely to find that than you are likely to find someone who has experience in the matter.

Ordinarily I don’t think about this much. I let my experiences speak to me and when I don’t have them I let the visceral mind or my intuition lead the way. Some people are offended and aghast at my nerve in speaking about certain substances in relation to spiritual gain and psychological well being. They want me to know in no uncertain terms that it is wrong, dangerous or foolish or something that they have determined while... never having been near a swimming pool or only dipping their toes in a time or two when I have been swimming for years and years in all kinds of water and weather. I’ve little doubt that there are people who know a lot more about the subject than I but I doubt that there are many who went as full bore into it as I and... I’m still here and as I have mentioned... in much better shape than most anyone my age and I smoke roll-up cigarettes and so on and so on. So-


Giving me advice like some Old West School Marm with her hands on her hips; wagging your fingers and parroting things you read is pretty much like Nuns talking to school kids about sex. I don’t mean to come off as arrogant or abrasive. It is not my intention but... in the interest of full disclosure some amount of impact needs to be spiced up in the pan sort of like Cajun Blackened cat-fish. It may not be to everyone’s taste but you tend not to forget being served the dish.

Probably there are people out there who attribute my absence to a number of things. At the same time it is important to me that the reader knows who they are dealing with. I’m not of a mind to lie to you like so many do. I’m not inclined to talk about the things I talk about and leave you with the impression that I’m all dolled up in yogic garb and sitting on a tiger skin in the woods. I’m not about airbrushing my person or personality so that I can be televised or sell soap to people who refuse to bathe or who haven’t a clue what it is to be clean or how you get that done.

Maybe some people misread my intentions about being revealing or maybe you thought I didn’t put a lot of thought into what I wrote before I wrote it. Trust me... I can be quite calculating and usually have a really good idea of what I want to say and why. Sometimes I don’t but it becomes very clear afterwards. If you are hung up on certain things or have some kind of investment in me, I advise you to get over that. I do try to be as equanimitous as possible, when possible. I try to be civil and not to forget the necessary self-deprecation and as for the latter... I’ve been in the company of real teachers and one doesn’t forget that or... if they do... they’ll get reminded in ways they won’t like; all for their own good of course.

Whether you do or do not take substances on occasion is none of my affair and whether I do is none of yours. You will note that I have been at pains all the while I have written here and elsewhere to advise against the use of substances or to tell people to think carefully about it. Under no circumstances do I recommend it to people because I don’t think most people can handle it. I’m not most people.

This is a dark and materialistic age. In another time ‘I’ might have no need for these things but given that the times are the times and given that carbon builds up on my engine much more quickly than it might in former times... I feel obliged to burn the carbon off... rev the headers.... Break the speed limit... subject myself to radical circumstances in order to see better. Sometimes it doesn’t work... most times it does.

My personal goal is to be free of all these things and there are protracted periods when I am. Others, like now... this is not the case.

On the subject of Ketamine, it’s a little offensive for people with zero awareness of the subject to lecture me on a condition they don’t have. Were you in my shoes you would be inclined to shut your mouths. I sincerely hope you are not in my shoes of late. I thought it was important to share some information with people because I don’t like hiding things or pretending to be something that I am not. Surely I can weave myth and mystery around myself but it would be a lie.

Try to remember that even though, in the ultimate sense, we are all the same person... I’m not you and you are not me. We are separated by time and distance. We are separated by experience and differing states of awareness. We may all be one but we are also not all one too. You can talk about the world not being real but if you bang your head into a wall it will hurt... even if it isn’t real. Talk is cheap.

So... though I respect your right to make any and all decisions for yourself, you must respect my right to do the same and refrain from offering me platitudes that I can quote as easily as you. Of course you are free to do this but you should consider how it will sound to me and how likely I am to run right out and buy the uniform and learn the secret handshakes.

We don’t talk about drugs here much and that will continue to be the case. However, we talk about most anything and so, most anything may come up on occasion. If it’s not your cup of tea I suggest you go have an espresso. Every one of us has weaknesses and shortcomings that should be our primary focus. The sooner we attend to them the less likely it is that we will be so aware of them in others. That’s said for me as well as you.

You’ve got a lot to think about in these coming months. A lot of things are going to happen and they are going to change your world. And I do need to point out that after God has his morning coffee (already in progress) he is first going to dispense some blessings and after that... after that... he is going to kick some ass.

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Anonymous said...

KUDOS for the clarity. May you not just ride the wave...but be the wave.
Jim-In Ohio

kikz said...

tells indeed.

sometimes they're instantly obvious, and others must be flushed out of hiding like a covey of quail.

opines on this issue
are in some ways as telling as a person's opine on 911.

the more dogmatic the mind the more negatively overt the reaction to anything or anyone exhibiting nonconformity to its programming.

Dogma is antithesis to freewill.
no newsflash or film @11...on that or...
Dogma allowed free-run through society off its choke-chain of Reason results in such fun times as The Inquisitions.

it's still fun to make Dogma bark...
school marm's and nuns ... sure made me giggle >:)

stay nekkid

nobody said...

Too cool, kikz, too cool.

Otherwise Les, what do you think you're doing, talking sensibly about drugs? Hysteria is the only permissable mindset. We must all be heads with no chickens!

And as a counterpoint to people who've never swum, I have a friend who was the ace party girl. Red wine was her gig, but if there was something going she'd pile in. Somewhere along the line she quit everything and turned into the finger wagger from hell. It was nothing to do with religion or anything, just health. She's so tiresome now I can barely stand it.


Anonymous said...

As ever...bless you Les.You startle me into at least making the attempt at a new atmosphere. A world in which movement is possible and there`s at least some air to breathe.Thank you as well for your unabashed reference and appreciation of mind changing substances. Us monkeys can use it.The universe is big....after all. Welcome back and all possible Joy to you. H

Anonymous said...

All hell can't stop us now!

Waves of fire are PLAY TOYS!

Surf the Blaze and become a better soul!

Michael Millet said...

What are marms an nuns doing here..
Good luck to you, getting some ketamine for your pain :)

Justin_n_IL said...

"I’m not inclined to talk about the things I talk about and leave you with the impression that I’m all dolled up in yogic garb and sitting on a tiger skin in the woods."


Your case makes me think of "until you've walked a mile in my shoes".

The high and mighty(in their own lost minds) shaking their finger is something I've always loathed. When I was 19 and started to read the scriptures, I fell in LOVE with GOD. After about a year of reading them I ventured out into Christendom. Growing up in rural Midwest America everybody in your general area knows "about" most everyone else. Needless to say I commanded a lot of double takes. My reputation was of the same sort of those whom JESUS spent time with. Hence the accusation towards JESUS "he's a glutton and a winebibber". What I found in Christendom was appalling to me. I went there to find people like myself. What I found was people much more distasteful than those who no longer wanted me around(Do to my new found LOVE. "Justin's got religion"). My mind was dwelling in heaven and I wanted desperately to fellowship with other such people. What I found was a ritualistic driven gathering of people who would rather discuss football, their new car, the weather, etc. etc. etc. Boy was I naive. Eventually I found a certain sect of Christendom that seemed to be on the same page as me. Wrong again. While I certainly had much more in common with these folks I soon realized that despite their zealousy they were all in chains as well. These people put more emphasis on "keeping the letter of the Law" than "the mind, spirituality, and faith". Their Bibles' are under lock and key. I'm not condemning them but rather stating the facts. The emphasis should be on "mind" not "deed". As Paul stated to the Romans.
Romans 7:14For we know that the law is spiritual: but I am carnal, sold under sin. 15For that which I do I allow not: for what I would, that do I not; but what I hate, that do I. 16If then I do that which I would not, I consent unto the law that it is good. 17Now then it is no more I that do it, but sin that dwelleth in me. 18For I know that in me (that is, in my flesh,) dwelleth no good thing: for to will is present with me; but how to perform that which is good I find not. 19For the good that I would I do not: but the evil which I would not, that I do. 20Now if I do that I would not, it is no more I that do it, but sin that dwelleth in me. 21I find then a law, that, when I would do good, evil is present with me. 22For I delight in the law of God after the inward man: 23But I see another law in my members, warring against the law of my mind, and bringing me into captivity to the law of sin which is in my members. 24O wretched man that I am! who shall deliver me from the body of this death? 25I thank God through Jesus Christ our Lord. So then with the mind I myself serve the law of God; but with the flesh the law of sin.
What many people in Christendom fail to see is the metaphysical tie in to GOD. It was metaphysical when Elijah was caught up. It was metaphysical on the Mount of Transfiguration. It was metaphysical when Phillip was caught away by the SPIRIT. The scriptures are full of the metaphysical. That's where it's at!!! I wonder what the "keep the letter of the law" crowd would think if they realized their own bodies cretae DMT? lol

My mind is on the LORD and HIS WORD. Without it I would be miserable beyond measure. Thanks again for an excellent post Les.

"And I do need to point out that after God has his morning coffee (already in progress) he is first going to dispense some blessings and after that… after that… he is going to kick some ass."

That very same thought is the treasure of my heart. It keeps this smile on my face.

GOD bless

Anonymous said...

Ketamine arsing in the dream.
No more, no less.
Unfounded morality arising in the dream no more, no less.
And all of this occurring in the empty space.
Wish you well Les.

Anonymous said...

Satan Gave Me A Taco - Beck Hansen

Satan gave me a taco
And it made me really sick
The chicken was all raw
And the grease was mighty thick
The rice was all rancid
And the beans were so hard
I was gettin' kinda dizzy
Eatin all the lard
There was aphids on the lettuce
And I ate every one
And after I was done
The salsa melted off my tongue
Pieces of tortilla
Got stuck in my throat
And the stains on my clothes
Burned a hole through my coat
My stomach was a tremblin'
And I broke out in a rash
I was so dry and thirsty
And I didn't have no cash
So I went and found a hose
Tore off all my clothes
Turned on the water
And it shot right up my nose
Some old lady came along
And she thought I was a freak
So she beat me with her handbag
til I could hardly speak
I was lyin' there naked
My body badly bruised
In a pool of my own blood
Unconscious and confused
Well the cops came and got me
And threw me in their van
And I woke up on the ceiling
And I couldnt find my hand
They took me to the judge
His eyes a glowin' red
The courtroom was filled
With witches and the dead
Well the sheriff was a hell-hound
With fangs and claws
The prisoners were tied up
And chained to the walls
The air was gettin' thick
The smoke was gettin' thicker
The judge read the verdict
Said "cut off his head!"
Well they placed me on the altar
And they raised up the axe
My head was about to explode
When I noticed the Marshall stacks
I noticed all the smoke machines
Cameras and the lights
Some guy with a microphone
Runnin' around dancin' in tights
And I noticed the crew
And the band playin' down below
And I realized I was in a rock video
So I went and joined the band
And I went out on tour
And I smoked a lot of heroin
And I passed out in manure
I made out with the groupies
Started fires backstage
Made a lot of money
And I gave it all away
Well the band got killed
So I started a solo career
And I won all the awards
And I drank all the beer
And I opened up the taco stand
Just to smell the smell
Cookin' with the devil
Fryin' down in hell

Anonymous said...

I forced my ass as high as i can manage in hopes of a even hit onto my offered backside... But i think i just may find the windage and range well over my aim.

The contact is the reality breaker.. sting? You bet. How long? Awhile... That depends but the joy of the fix at work is GREAT pain killer and body healer.

You all should embrace the kick in the ass more often instead of the constant tit of your diversions and that wallow of despair.

Visible said...

I hope you are not talking to me.

Anonymous said...

Not At all.

Seeing the lax attitudes of the masses to the matters of serious import to there days have taught me to grind hard into the stresses to find the real issue. You already do this to an EERIE level in fact.

Those with an obvious relation to the choice of the "slumber" versus the Godly kick in the ass of reality will do well to see the best thing is to make target for God upon ones own ass well before the others around him. Eventually most of you will get the message that some lessons though you may have to endure a huge boot to your ass you just may become Far more 'Down the field' than you ever imagined. All this for your courage to accept the boot and then learn to move on without others around you having to endure Evil's rise for your success in overcoming the adversity of life and thus providing example. God loves a great example so why not pursue a fair one of greatness one of import and learn HUGE.

kikz said...


(nose crinkle)

Visible said...

as usual... you are too cool for school.

Anonymous said...

Thank you. You inspire me to more fully follow my own path.

Visible said...

Agent 99, you're not welcome here any more. It's fine to have an opinion but reckless assaults and assumptions based on presumed God status per perceptions and information you don't possess just lowers the value of this location by your presence.

My filters will find you regardless of your poses and personas. I'm already aware of some of the others by virtue of syntax and ISP. I don't like to do this sort of thing and there's only been one example prior to this but I've got to draw the line somewhere.

You've got to remember also when pretending to be several people not to do the same thing to close to another event of the same kind. You've also got to remember that although you are more than a little wrong about where I am coming from that I can read you much easier than you might think possible.

Go somewhere where you can pretend to be what you wish you were and don't let jealousy and fundamentalist brain washing make you even less attractive than you already are.



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