Wednesday, 23 August 2017

Zeus No Longer Rules Olympus, but Rather the Solar Plexus

"We think we can congratulate ourselves on having already reached such a pinnacle of clarity, imagining that we have left all these phantasmal gods far behind. 

But what we have left behind are only verbal specters, not the psychic facts that were responsible for the birth of the gods. 

We are still as much possessed today by autonomous psychic contents as if they were Olympians. 

Today they are called phobias, obsessions, and so forth; in a word, neurotic symptoms. 

The gods have become diseases; Zeus no longer rules Olympus but rather the solar plexus, and produces curious specimens for the doctor’s consulting room, or disorders the brains of politicians and journalists who unwittingly let loose psychic epidemics on the world. "

--- C G Jung, “Commentary on ‘The Secret of the Golden Flower,’” Collected Works 13, para. 54, cited by  James Hollis in Finding Meaning in the Second Half of Life: How to Finally, Really Grow Up (2005), p. 161; see Alchemical Studies (Collected Works of C.G. Jung, Volume 13)  p. 37

Accession : The Treason Act of 1702

The Act 1 Anne Stat. 2 1702

1702 CHAPTER 21 1 Ann St 2

An Act  for the further Security of Her Majesties Person and the Succession of the Crown in the Protestant Line

This Act is Chapter XVII in the Common printed Editions
Amendments (Textual)

Words repealed by Statute Law Revision Act 1887 (c. 59)
Modifications etc. (not altering text)

Preamble omitted as not relevant to s. 3
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Amendments (Textual)
Ss. 1, 2, 4–12 repealed by Promissory Oaths Act 1871 (c. 48), Sch. 1 Pt. II

III Endeavouring to hinder the Succession to the Crown according to the Limitations of Stat. and attempting the same by overt Act; High Treason. Limitations stated; and attempting the same by overt Act; High Treason.

[X2 And for the further Security of Her Majesties Person and the Succession of the Crown in the Protestant Line and for extinguishing the Hopes of the pretended Prince of Wales and all other Pretenders and their open and secret Abettors if any Person or Persons . . . F3 shall endeavour to deprive or hinder any Person who shall be the next in Succession to the Crown for the Time being according to the Limitations in an Act intituled An Act declaring the Rights and Liberties of the Subject and settling the Succession of the Crown and according to One other Act intituled An Act for the further Limitation of the Crown and better securing the Rights and Liberties of the Subject from succeeding after the Decease of Her Majesty (whom God long preserve) to the Imperial Crown of this Realm and the Dominions and Territories thereunto belonging according to the Limitations in the before mentioned Acts that is to say such Issue of Her Majesties Body as shall from time to time be next in Succession to the Crown if it shall please God Almighty to bless Her Majesty with Issue and during the Time Her Majesty shall have no Issue the Princess Sophia Electoress and Dutchess Dowager of Hanover and after the Decease of the said Princess Sophia the next in Succession to the Crown for the Time being according to the Limitation of the said Acts and the same malitiously advisedly and directly shall attempt by any overt Act or Deed every such Offence shall be adjudged High Treason and the Offender or Offenders therein their Abettors Procurers and Comforters knowing the said Offence to be done being thereof convicted or attainted according to the Laws and Statutes of this Realm shall be deemed and adjudged Traytors and shall [F4be liable to imprisonment for life] . . . F3 as in Cases of High Treason]

Editorial Information
The following Clause is annexed to the Original Act in a separate Schedule.

Words repealed by Statute Law Revision Act 1948 (c. 62), Sch. 1
Words in s. 3 substituted (E.W.) (30.9.1998) by 1998 c. 37, s. 36(2)(c); S.I. 1998/2327, art. 2(1)(g)
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A Month Later, The Woman Turns Up

"So, as a result of all this, I’d just split up with my girlfriend. 
And I was like: 
“Okay, I want a new one and I want her to look exactly like this chick in the comic, coz she’s cool.”

So I did a sigil - a month later, the girl turns up. 

Then another one. 
Then another one. 
Then another one; 
Then another one. 
All aspects of this character. 

And then [I was like]: 
“Oh fuck, this is insane. 
Because it works and I’ve done something ridiculous. 
Because now I’m dealing with all these women who look like the character, but who I don’t get on with, or I can’t talk to, or I can’t deal with.....”

So I was told this stuff when I came out, and I’m just this little kid from Govan in Glasgow, which is a real dodgy area. And I didn’t go to university; I left school at eighteen. But suddenly, I found out that if you do these things that you’re told by Aleister Crowley, by Wilson, by all these people we read and all these people we’ve been consuming – but we don’t do it.

If you actually do what they say, things happen. Things occur, exactly as described. And we can all do it.

So I decided to put this to use in the comic book I was doing, this thing called The Invisibles. And the idea was to kind of get all this down on paper, and somehow look at it. Not to accept it as reality, but to accept it as purely:

“This is part of human experience. It’s a part of human experience that has been described to us for thousands and thousands of years – but for the last two hundred has been hidden and made occult. For some reason that we don’t understand – but it seems to have something to do with the industrial revolution and corporate culture.”

So these things happen. Magic works. And I found out when I was doing the comic that you could actually make magic happen by writing things, and changing the operating system of the universe. It works, and I’m here to tell you to try it when you go home tonight.

Because it fucking works.

And what happens if we all do it? If everyone in this room decides to take control of reality? I’m talking about reality; I’m talking about quantum physics; I’m talking about taking control of things from the quantum level up, from the molecular level up – and it works. This magic works.

So I’ll tell you something you can do, while I’m here. You know one of the best techniques, and one of the easiest techniques, to prove that this thing works is to practice sigil magic. The technique is simple: have a desire, tonight.

Go home and do this! Don’t listen to this shit! 

Don’t listen to my bullshit and think “yeah, we are the fucking counterculture!” 

DO IT! Do it – and we will change the world.

Because I did it. Coz I didn’t trust those guys. I didn’t trust Wilson and all those people who told me we could do this stuff. And I’m here to tell you: it works. And you can do it; we can all do it.

Number one: first thing you do is, you write down a desire. Make it something easy that’s likely to happen. Something possible, rather than say, y’know, “I’m going to be king of the moon” – which you may want to be, as we all do, but.. it’s kind of hard to be king of the moon. You’re gonna have to get a rocket and go up there.

Something easy
If you want to sigilise for a lottery win, make sure you buy a ticket or else it probably won’t work. 
So these are the conditions within the material universe that we live in.

What we’re really dealing with here is, as I say, some kind of operating system that can be hacked, using words. Words seem to be the binding agent of this.. thing. Whatever it is.

So I wrote this comic book – and as I wrote it, it became true. Things I would make the characters do became true.

The main character was.. I gave him a bald head and a leather jacket, because I thought people would like me when I they read the comic. 

Bald heads were really uncool back in 1992.

And it worked. I found that if I put the character through a situation where he’d been tortured; where his lungs had bust and he was being held in captivity; subjected to all these awful things. Two months later: I’m in hospital, two bust lungs, dying of blood poisoning; facing exactly the same shamanic trial that I put my character through.

So once I figured out that, I thought: the best thing to do is to give this guy an easy time in the future.

So as a result of all this, I’d just split up with my girlfriend. 
And I was like: 
“okay, I want a new one and I want her to look exactly like this chick in the comic, coz she’s cool.”

So I did a sigil - a month later, the girl turns up. 
Then another one. Then another one. Then another one; then another one. All aspects of this character. 

And then [I was like]: 
“Oh fuck, this is insane. Because it works and I’ve done something ridiculous. Because now I’m dealing with all these women who look like the character, but who I don’t get on with, or I can’t talk to, or I can’t deal with.”

And I began to realise a little bit about how this stuff works.

So beyond that, I decided: I won’t just use it to get laid, because it seems a pretty low-grade kind of way of dealing with magic. But man, it works! Believe me.

So I thought: how much could you effect reality by writing a comic that mimics reality, but pushed it in weird directions? So round about 1997, I decided that I would really seriously turn this thing into a super-sigil.

  • And it was based on the idea that: if you look at cave art – the first art was done; the first writing that was done, basically as art. And if someone wanted to make something happen; like, if you were in the — like, if you were some fucked up caveman in a cave somewhere, worrying about your dinner. What do you do? 

  • You draw a bison on the wall; stick some spears in it. 

  • Go out, and the bison dies filled with spears.

“Hey, man! We can make this happen!”

Slowly, those things become words; they become abstractions – complexes of meaning. And you can take that basic idea, and – as we’ve seen – people like Austin Osmond Spare, the magician from the early part of the century, or Crowley, or the chaos magicians of the eighties who were a big influence on me – they used this stuff. And like I say, what you can do is this: go home, write down a desire; it’s quite simple, what you can say is: “It is my desire that my cat wins the Olympics.” Take out all the vowels..

- Write this down, for fuck’s sake! Don’t just listen; do it! Right? -
Take out the vowels, and you’ll be left with a string of consonants. Take out all the repeated consonants, and you’ll be left with a string of consonants with no repeats in it. X, Y, A, D, whatever. Turn that thing into a little image. Take the D, draw a big D. Then you’ve got a T; draw a big T on it.

Keep reducing it down until it looks magical.

And there are no rules for this thing. Do it until it looks magical.
At that point you now have a sigil. The sigil will work. You can project desire into reality, and change reality. It works!

Those must be the people who’ve done it.

So please, I mean, write this down, go home and do it. Check; verify the results.

Because – I was reading this thing in New Scientist this week and it said: the difference between bad science and good science is.. scientific procedure has three criteria. And the criteria are: that you can verify results; you can talk to other people who’ve done the thing and make sure that, you know, it works out. You can duplicate results. 

And also.. some other thing; I’ve forgotten. But yeah, two things is pretty good, innit? Two outta.. yeah.

This is verifiable. 
People have been telling us about this for thousands of years. 

The Tibetans have been telling us about this. 
The Mesopotamians have been telling us about this. 

And why has it been made ‘occult’?

Coca-Cola have got the secret.

What you do is you create a sigil.

Coca-Cola is a sigil. The McDonalds “M” is a sigil.

These people are basically turning the world into themselves, using sigils.

And if we don’t reverse that process, and turn the world into Us using sigils, we’re going to be living in fucking McDonalds.

But McDonalds have no more power than us, apart from the fact – like what Doug [Rushkoff] said earlier – they’ve got some money.
Fuck it; who cares?

At the top levels of this stuff, no one’s using money anyway.

You think Rupert Murdoch, or the Queen, or Bill Clinton, or any of these fuckers use money? Of course they don’t.

They’ve realised that money is only useful to sell to the middle classes – the people in the middle who make things happen; who make things run.

We’ve been sold a fiction. There’s no such thing as money. Ignore it. At the higher levels..


There is no money. These fuckers don’t use money. If Rupert Murdoch wants a Rolls Royce, they give him one. 
Because he’s Rupert Murdoch. 
And if they see him in a Rolls Royce, it means they get some status out of it.

So you’ve gotta understand, these people on the higher levels are operating on a hierarchy of exchange and barter.

On the lower levels – where I lived in Glasgow, which is one of the poorest cities in Europe – people are operating on a hierarchy of exchange that’s quite different: they steal shit, and then they sell it back, and they have their own little money... and they have this complete black market economy.

There’s only us in the middle who think money’s worth anything – and we chase it until we drop.

So forget it.

Where was I?

Tuesday, 22 August 2017

So what caused the Civil War?

So what caused the Civil War? Somebody said "slavery." 

Can I hear a "states' rights?" Can I hear a "conflicting civilizations?

Can I hear "unctuous fury?" Can I hear "fanaticism?" 

Can I hear "fear?" Can I hear "stupidity?" 

Can I hear "Goddamn Yankees?"

Or Jefferson Davis may have captured the kind of toxin that was in the air, around southern secession, in late 1860 and into this "distracted, sad year," as Whitman called it, of 1861. 

Jefferson Davis, soon to be the first president--only president--of the Confederate States of America; senator--former senator--from Mississippi; former commandant of West Point; former Secretary of War. 

He tried to capture what the South was doing with secession with a certain dignified reserve here. This is at the very end of 1860, before Mississippi had seceded, but it's not far away. He said, the South now, quote, "is confronted by a common foe. The South should, by the instinct of self-preservation, be united. The recent declarations of the candidate and leaders of the black Republican Party,"--and southerners made no--missed no opportunity to rename the Republican Party a thousand times, "The Black Republican Party." 

At any rate, "The recent declaration of the candidate and leaders of the Black Republican Party must suffice to convince many who have formerly doubted the purpose to attack the institution of slavery in the states. The undying opposition to slavery in the United States means war upon it, where it is, not where it is not." That is, the Republicans did not simply oppose slavery in the territories, they opposed slavery in the slave states, and they would not stop until they had obliterated it. "And the time is at hand when the great battle is to be fought between the defenders of the constitutional government and the votaries of mob rule, fanaticism and anarchy." Yes. Davis seemed to think a little bit was at stake, for the South, in 1861.

However, after the war, Jefferson Davis wrote what is probably the longest, most turgid, belabored, 1200 page defense of a failed political revolution in the history of language. 1,279 pages is his memoir, entitled The Rise and Fall of the Confederate Government. 

And by the time he wrote that, or published it, in 1882, he was arguing everywhere, on storied, famous, legendary tours of the South, the war had absolutely nothing to do with slavery. Listen to just one passage of that 1200 page defense of his Constitutional Movement. 

"Slavery," said Jeff Davis, by 1882, "was in no wise the cause of the conflict but only an incident. Generally African-American"--excuse me--"Generally Africans were born the slaves of barbarian masters, untaught in all the useful arts and occupations, reared in heathen darkness, and sold by heathen masters. They were transferred to shores enlightened by the rays of Christianity.

Now he goes on, and I quote him. Blacks, said Jeff Davis, had been, quote, "put to servitude, trained in the gentle arts of peace and order and civilization. 

They increased from a few unprofitable savages to millions of efficient Christian laborers. 

Their servile instincts rendered them contented with their lot, and their patient toil blessed the land of their abode with unmeasured riches.

Their strong local and personal attachments secured faithful service. 

Never was there happier dependents of labor and capital on each other. 

The tempter came, like the Serpent of Eden, and decoyed them with the magic word, freedom. 

He put arms in their hands and trained their humble but emotional natures to deeds of violence and bloodshed, and sent them out to devastate their benefactors." Now I could go on and on with this particular, incredible passage.

What you have there in that 1882 passage is the core, the life blood of the Lost Cause tradition. In 1861--and you've read Charles Dew's book on this--in 1861 southern leadership, at least until after Fort Sumter, argued every day and every way that they were about the business of preserving a slave society--a civilization based on slave labor, a racial system ordered by slavery--now threatened by these anti-slavery black Republicans. 

In the wake of the Civil War, however, so much energy will be exercised, not only by Southerners, over time, to try to convince the American people and the rest of the world that this event was not about slavery. 

In a speech in 1878--like many other speeches he gave in the last third of his life--Frederick Douglass was at that point, 1878, already fed up with Lost Cause arguments about what the war had been about. He was also already, early in the process, fed up with the ways in which Americans were beginning to reconcile this bloody, terrible conflict around the mutual valor of soldiers, and in his view forgetting what the whole terrible thing might have even been about. 

And at the end of a magnificent speech he gave at a veterans reunion he said this: 

"The Civil War"--this is Frederick Douglass--"was not a fight between rapacious birds and ferocious beasts, a mere display of brute courage and endurance, it was a war between men of thought, as well as of action, and in dead earnest for something beyond the battlefield." 

He went on and on and on then to declare that the war had been about ideas, and he described the difference between those ideas, as he put it, was the difference between, quote, "barbarism and civilization."

Now, I'm going to spend this lecture just reflecting with you on, first, secession, because I left you hanging in the air about the various explanations of secession, interpretations over time; and I want to re-visit that at least briefly. And then I want to take you through a little quick survey of the interpretations of Civil War causation over time. It's fascinating to understand how in the past, now nearly a century and a half, Americans have gone through this topsy-turvy, twisting inside out, changing view of what caused that war.

But back to secession. 

I left off with saying I was going to offer you five different explanations. I don't think they're all equal, necessarily, but they're there. In some ways they kind of fold into one another. And I'd already talked about how the preservation of slavery, a slave society, a society ordered by slave labor and so forth, was a principle, if not the principle, purpose of this secession movement, at least in the Deep South, where it succeeded. 

Remember now, there are still eight slave states that have not seceded from the Union. As of March 1861, when Lincoln was to be inaugurated, the majority of the slave states are still in the Union, not out; only South Carolina over to Texas, the whatever-color-that-is of the Deep South, was the Confederate States of America. 

Had it remained only those seven states it's hard to imagine exactly how the Confederacy would've mounted a war effort, conducted and created a foreign policy, and managed if the Lincoln government decides on war--or coercion as the South will call it--it's hard to imagine how the Confederacy would've survived, as long as it did. 

The four states that will join it--we'll come to this on Thursday--do not secede, of course, until after Fort Sumter. 

Virginia, North Carolina, Tennessee, and Arkansas, in their initial secession legislatures or conventions, either did not--chose not to vote, or voted secession down, which Virginia decisively did--before Fort Sumter. 

And it's only after the firing on Fort Sumter in April of '61 that Virginia will vote secession; and it's crucial, of course, given it's--that it's Virginia, and the size of Virginia, the significance and symbolism and power of Virginia, the geographical location of Virginia and so on.

Namaste, Batman

Namaste, Batman

I'm starting with The Man in The Mirror

In keeping with the lyrical message of "Man in the Mirror," which was strongly identified with Michael Jackson and reflective of his own philosophies, the short film features powerful images of events and leaders whose work embodies the song's message to"make that change." Rolling Stone praised the short film in 2014 as "a powerful statement to deliver to personality-driven MTV."

Accession : It's a Royal Knockout

Redheads are Mutants.

"For me, personally, it's brunettes.

But redheads are the wildcard...."

David Lynch


Ultimately, Vader is redeemed by His Children. 

And especially having children. I believe that. 

I Believe That You are Redeemed by Your Children. 

- George Lucas

...and then :
(Many Years Later)

I've Said It Once Before, But It Bears Repeating, Now

Can't think of any thing to do
Yeah my Left-Brain knows that all Love is fleeting
She's just looking for something new, well

I said it once before but it bears repeating

I Fell 
In Love with a girl 
I Fell 
In Love once and all most completely
She's in love with The World
But sometimes these feelings can be so miss-leading
She turns and says "Are you all Right?"
I said 'I must be fine because my heart's still beating'
Come and kiss me by the riverside

Yeah Bobby said its fine, He don't consider it cheating, now

I do not wish to leave out an important branch of this subject, for it is a danger from which princes are with difficulty preserved, unless they are very careful and discriminating. It is that of flatterers, of whom courts are full, because men are so self-complacent in their own affairs, and in a way so deceived in them, that they are preserved with difficulty from this pest, and if they wish to defend themselves they run the danger of falling into contempt. Because there is no other way of guarding oneself from flatterers except letting men understand that to tell you the truth does not offend you; but when every one may tell you the truth, respect for you abates.

Therefore a wise prince ought to hold a third course by choosing the wise men in his state, and giving to them only the liberty of speaking the truth to him, and then only of those things of which he inquires, and of none others; but he ought to question them upon everything, and listen to their opinions, and afterwards form his own conclusions. With these councillors, separately and collectively, he ought to carry himself in such a way that each of them should know that, the more freely he shall speak, the more he shall be preferred; outside of these, he should listen to no one, pursue the thing resolved on, and be steadfast in his resolutions. He who does otherwise is either overthrown by flatterers, or is so often changed by varying opinions that he falls into contempt.

I wish on this subject to adduce a modern example. Fra Luca, the man of affairs to Maximilian,[*] the present emperor, speaking of his majesty, said: He consulted with no one, yet never got his own way in anything. This arose because of his following a practice the opposite to the above; for the emperor is a secretive man--he does not communicate his designs to any one, nor does he receive opinions on them. But as in carrying them into effect they become revealed and known, they are at once obstructed by those men whom he has around him, and he, being pliant, is diverted from them. Hence it follows that those things he does one day he undoes the next, and no one ever understands what he wishes or intends to do, and no one can rely on his resolutions.

[*] Maximilian I, born in 1459, died 1519, Emperor of the Holy Roman Empire. He married, first, Mary, daughter of Charles the Bold; after her death, Bianca Sforza; and thus became involved in Italian politics.

A prince, therefore, ought always to take counsel, but only when he wishes and not when others wish; he ought rather to discourage every one from offering advice unless he asks it; but, however, he ought to be a constant inquirer, and afterwards a patient listener concerning the things of which he inquired; also, on learning that nay one, on any consideration, has not told him the truth, he should let his anger be felt.

And if there are some who think that a prince who conveys an impression of his wisdom is not so through his own ability, but through the good advisers that he has around him, beyond doubt they are deceived, because this is an axiom which never fails: that a prince who is not wise himself will never take good advice, unless by chance he has yielded his affairs entirely to one person who happens to be a very prudent man. In this case indeed he may be well governed, but it would not be for long, because such a governor would in a short time take away his state from him.

But if a prince who is not inexperienced should take counsel from more than one he will never get united counsels, nor will he know how to unite them. Each of the counsellors will think of his own interests, and the prince will not know how to control them or to see through them. And they are not to found otherwise, because men will always prove untrue to you unless they are kept honest by constraint. Therefore it must be inferred that good counsels, whencesoever they come, are born of the wisdom of the prince, and not the wisdom of the prince from good counsels.


It is a Reminder to Me That All Things End.

I do not understand this representation.

It's a depiction from ancient Earth mythology. 
'The Expulsion from Paradise.'

Why keep it in your quarters?

It is a reminder to me, that All Things End.

It is of endings that I wish to speak. 
Sir, I address you as a kindred intellect. 
Do you not recognise ...that a turning point has been reached in the affairs of the Federation?

History is replete with turning points, Lieutenant. 
You must have faith.


That The Universe will unfold as it should.

But is this logical? Surely we must...

Logic, Logic, Logic...

Logic is the beginning of wisdom, Valeris, not the end

...This will be my final voyage on board this vessel as a member of her crew. 
Nature abhors a vacuum. 
I intend you to replace me.

I could only succeed you, sir.


[Spock's quarters]


I prefer it dark.

Dining on ashes?

You were right. 
It was arrogant presumption on my part that got us into this situation. 
You and the Doctor might have been killed.

The night is young. 
You said it yourself. It was logical. 
Peace is worth a few personal risks. 
...You're a great one for logic. 
I'm a great one for rushing in where angels fear to tread. 
We're both extremists. 
Reality is... probably somewhere in between. 
...I couldn't get past the death of my son.

I was prejudiced by her accomplishments as a Vulcan.

Gorkon had to die before I understood how prejudiced I was.

Is it possible ...that we two, you and I, have grown so old, and so inflexible 

...that we have outlived our usefulness...? 

...Would that constitute... 

...a joke?

Don't crucify yourself. It wasn't your fault.

I was responsible.

For no actions but your own

That is not what you said at your trial.

That was as Captain of a ship. Human beings...

But Captain, we both know that I am not human.

Spock, do you want to know something..? 
...Everybody's human.

I find that remark ...insulting.

Come on, I need you.

Don't tell me you're getting sentimental, Quark. 

Me? Not a chance. I just don't like change. 

You'd better get used to it. 
Things are going to be pretty different around here now. 

To the best crew any captain ever had. 

This may be the last time we're all together, but no matter what the future holds, no matter how far we travel, a part of us, a very important part, will always remain here on Deep Space Nine. 

To everything - turn, turn, turn
There is a season - turn, turn, turn
And a time to every purpose under heaven

A time to be born, a time to die
A time to plant, a time to reap
A time to kill, a time to heal
A time to laugh, a time to weep

To everything - turn, turn, turn
There is a season - turn, turn, turn
And a time to every purpose under heaven

A time to build up, a time to break down
A time to dance, a time to mourn
A time to cast away stones
A time to gather stones together

To everything - turn, turn, turn
There is a season - turn, turn, turn
And a time to every purpose under heaven

A time of love, a time of hate
A time of war, a time of peace
A time you may embrace
A time to refrain from embracing

To everything - turn, turn, turn
There is a season - turn, turn, turn
And a time to every purpose under heaven

A time to gain, a time to lose
A time to rend, a time to sew
A time for love, a time for hate
A time for peace, I swear it's not too late!