I Have a Feeling They Will Choose to

 

Uncle BOB :

I didn't Hurt You, did I?

Cornelius :

Actually, you did.

Uncle BOB :

Thank You for This.

Thank you, Thank You, 

Thank You.

The Narrator :

Fight Club.

This was Mine and Tyler's Gift.

Our Gift to The World.

Man, I see in Fight Club The Strongest and Smartest Men who've ever lived.

I see all this Potential. 
And I see it SQUANDERED.

Goddamn it, an entire Generation 

pumping gas.
Waiting tables.
Slaves with white collars.

Advertising has us chasing Cars and Clothes.
Working Jobs We HATE 

so We can buy SHIT 

We don't NEED.

We're The Middle Children of History, Man. 

No Purpose or Place --
We have no Great WAR;
No Great DEPRESSION.

OUR Great War is A SPIRITUAL War --
Our Great Depression..... is Our LIVES.

We've all been raised on Television to Believe that one day We'd all be Millionaires and Movie Gods and Rock Stars.
But We WON'T......

We're slowly learning that fact.
And we're very, VERY 

pissed off about it....

TROI: 
You are a non-violent man, yet 

you committed Acts of Excessive Violence.

ROGA: 
You can learn to do it 

if you have to.

TROI: 
Did you have to?

ROGA: 
It was War.

TROI: 
So it started with The War?

ROGA: 
It started the day I volunteered, Counsellor. 
The day I began training. 

The day I met my first instructor. 
And he also called himself 

A Counsellor.

[Observation lounge]

TROI: 
Roga Danar was an idealistic Young Man 
who answered His People's Call to Service. 
He joined the military to fight 

for The Angosian Way of Life. 
What he didn't realise was that 

by doing so he would have to give up 

that Way of Life forever.

 
He's not the same man who left Home to go to War. 
He's been through intense psychological manipulation and biochemical modifications.

CRUSHER: 
At Troi's request I examined him. 
His cell structure has been significantly altered. 
They used a combination of cryptobiolin, triclenidil, macrospentol and a few things I can't even recognise.

RIKER: 
Was he A Prisoner of War? 

Who did this to him?

TROI: 
His Own Government. 
He's been programmed to be The Perfect Soldier. 
He can be absolutely normal, 

but when A Danger is perceived, 
The Programming clicks in 

and takes over. 

Memory, Strength, 

Intelligence, Reflexes, 

all become enhanced. 
He's conditioned to 

Survive at any cost.

CRUSHER: 
One of the new substances in his cellular structure 

even shields electrical impulses.

DATA: 
Perhaps that would explain why 

our sensors did not detect him.

PICARD: 
Why was he assigned to the Lunar Five facility?

TROI: 
He committed no crime. 
He says he was ordered there with others like him. 
When the first soldiers returned to Angosia, 

they had Trouble. 

The Rules changed too quickly. 
A lost temper could result in murder.

DATA: 
Counsellor, did no one try to adjust their programming?

TROI: 
They were just exiled to Lunar Five.

PICARD: 

Lunar Five, an orbiting gulag.

[Brig]

ROGA: 
What do you want?

DATA: 
Am I disturbing you?

ROGA: 

Yes.

DATA: 
Then I will leave.

ROGA: 
NO. Wait, wait. I'd rather talk to someone. 
Why do you have yellow eyes?

DATA: 
I am an android. 
I believe you and I 

have something in common.

ROGA: 
We do?

DATA: 
Yes. We have both been programmed.

ROGA: 
Ah, yes, yes. You've been talking to Counsellor Troi. 
It is not at all the same, android.

DATA: 
I do not mean to belittle your condition. 
I understand Your Dilemma. But I am curious. 

My Programme can be altered. 

Yours cannot?

ROGA: 
The Man I Was is still inside me, 
but this conditioning has been imposed. 
Woven together with my thoughts 
and my feelings and my responses. 

How do you separate 

The Programme from The Man?

DATA: 
Without further analysis of your condition from 

Counsellor Troi or Doctor Crusher, I cannot say. 

But I believe it is possible.

ROGA: 
Yeah, Doctors! The Angosian Doctors did this to me. 
If it could be undone, wouldn't they undo it?

DATA: 
I cannot answer that.

ROGA: 
Nor can I, yet I ask myself that question 
every moment of every day.

[Ready room]

NAYROK [on monitor]: 
Captain, what this man has been telling you 

is full of half-truths. 
He's A Prisoner. 

What do you expect him 

to say about us?

PICARD: 
Well, perhaps you would clarify it for me.

NAYROK [on monitor]: 
The soldiers were resettled on Lunar Five. 
It was to be their colony.

PICARD: 
Was it a resettlement of their choosing?

NAYROK [on monitor]: 
It was for their own protection as well as that of others. 
Most of them were quite happy there. 
We went to great lengths to give them a fine quality of life.

PICARD: 
Prime Minister, even the most 

comfortable prison is A Prison.

NAYROK [on monitor]: 
Unfortunately, a few agitators like Danar 

forced us to add security.

PICARD: 
My medical team suggests there may be alternative treatment.

NAYROK [on monitor]: 
Captain, I assure you that 

every alternative has been explored. 
And this discussion is now treading upon 

matters of internal security, 

which is not your concern. 
I have dispatched a ship to rendezvous with you 

to transport the prisoner back to Lunar Five. 

On behalf of Angosia, I thank The Federation 

for its assistance in retrieving our citizen.

(Transmission ends)

PICARD: 
'Matter of Internal Security.' 
The age-old cry of The Oppressor.

[Brig]
ROGA: 
Were you built for combat, android?

DATA: 
No. But My Programme does 

include Military Strategy. 
That is how I was able to anticipate your final tactic 
and capture you.

ROGA: 
You did that? 
Perhaps you would be better 

at combat than you think.

DATA: 
Except that I am not programmed to kill.

ROGA: 
My improved reflexes have allowed me 

to kill eighty four times. 
And my improved memory lets me remember 
each of those eighty four faces. 
Can you understand how that feels?

DATA: 
I am incapable of any feeling.

ROGA: 
Why, then I envy you.

(Picard and Troi enter)

TROI: 
Roga, this is Captain Picard.

ROGA: 
Captain.

PICARD: 
Mister Danar, I'm transferring you to Angosian security. They're en route. They will arrive shortly. 
I wanted to tell you I have No Choice. 
The Prime Minister insisted 
and We have No Right to refuse.

ROGA: 
You would be foolish to consider it otherwise, Captain, 
for they are very correct. 

I am dangerous. 
There is no place for me 

in A Civilised Society.

TROI: 
I do not believe that.

DATA: 
Nor do I.

PICARD: 
I respect my officers' judgements. 
I wish I could help further. 
If a way appears to me, I will.

ROGA: 
I appreciate your telling me that face to face.

PICARD: 
I thought you deserved that much.

ROGA: 
And you deserve to know 
that I must use whatever means I can to escape.

WORF [OC]: 

Captain, the Angosian transport vessel has arrived.

PICARD: 

Inform them the transfer will take place shortly. 

Picard out. Mister Data, to the Bridge please.
(Picard leaves)

ROGA: 

Take care of yourself, android. 

I enjoyed our talk.

DATA: I too.
(Data leaves)

TROI: 

Perhaps when this planet becomes a member of the Federation, we'll be able

ROGA: 

I will not be there to see it, Counsellor. 

Because even with this overwhelming Demand to Survive 

that they've built into my soul, 

I would rather die than return to Lunar Five.

orridor]
PICARD: 
And my understanding is these men are 

Programmed to Survive. Is that correct?

TROI: 

Yes, Captain.

PICARD: 

And that they will not kill 

unless Their Survival is at stake?

DATA: 

It is against Their Nature to do so, Captain.

PICARD: 

Then let us hope they do not believe 

Their Survival is at stake.

RIKER: 

Mister Worf, you are personally responsible 

for the Captain's safety.

WORF: 

I understand, Commander.

[Angosian Senate]
(Weapons are being handed out in a hurry)

NAYROK: 

I don't expect them to listen to reason. 

I loathe the idea of a violent confrontation, 

but we must be prepared.

(The away team beam in)

NAYROK: 

This is all you've brought? 

Where are your security men?

PICARD: 

We're not here to fight your wars for you.

NAYROK: 
They have been seen moving 

toward the center of the city. 
People are scared. 

Don't you understand, Captain? 
They're dangerous.

PICARD: 
You are Dangerous. They're only victims. 
You made Them What They Are. 
You asked them to defend your way of life 
and then you discarded them.

ZAYNAR: 

They were not happy here.

TROI: 

They were not welcome here.

ZAYNAR: 

It was the will of The People to resettle them.

NAYROK: 

No one was pleased with The Solution, 

but we had to act for the greater good.

DATA: 

Prime Minister, if you have the skills 

to create a master soldier, 

can you not contradict the effect?

NAYROK: 
The chemicals can be removed from their systems, 
but we're not convinced that the psychological conditioning can ever be entirely reversed.

DATA: 
Have you tried, sir?

NAYROK: 
We studied it thoroughly. 

Even before the training began, 

we knew there would be problems reversing it. 
It was a risk we had to take.

WORF: 
Did you reveal that risk to the men 

who volunteered for Service?

NAYROK: 
We were helping Them 

to Survive The War, 
you understand? 
They needed these skills.

PICARD: 
They're Your Brothers, Your Sons, 
and you turned Your Backs on them.

TROI: 
There are methods of treatment. 
Until you try them, how can you know they won't work? 
Even a partial recovery could give them some peace.

ZAYNAR: 
It was The Will of The People.

TROI: 
To allow them to suffer?

NAYROK: 
There was a referendum. 
The people weighed The Costs involved. 
They chose The Resettlement Solution.

ZAYNAR: 
Besides, we may need to use Them 

again some day.

PICARD: 
Have you understood one word that we've said?

(The rogue soldiers arrive)

ROGA: 

Freeze! Nobody move!

PICARD: 
No, Worf! All of you. Don't respond. 
Don't provoke them further. 
Keep those weapons down unless you wish to be killed.

NAYROK: 
Do as he says.

ROGA: 
No! Don't. Shoot Us. Destroy Us. 
Do What You Have to Do. 

But you will not ignore us. 

Go on, DO it!

(He shoots a hole in the wall next to Nayrok)

ROGA: 
Cowards.

PICARD: 
Yes, and you are not programmed 
to murder cowards.

 
So if they will not fight back, 

what will you do?

ROGA: 
We will not go back.

NAYROK: 
You are Programmed to Survive. 

You can Survive at the Lunar Five settlement.

ROGA: 

To Survive is Not Enough. 

To simply exist is Not Enough.

TROI: 
Roga, tell Them What You Want.

ROGA: 
We want Our Lives back. 
We want to Come Home.

NAYROK: 
I am not prepared to negotiate under threat, Danar, 
but if you will put down your weapons and return peaceably to Lunar Five, I would be willing....

ROGA: 
Mister Prime Minister, with all due respect, 
You will have to Force Us. 

Or at least try.

NAYROK: 
Captain, you must DO Something. 

Call Your Ship.

PICARD: 
Quite right, Prime Minister. 
Enterprise, prepare to beam the away team back.

RIKER [OC]: 
At your command, Captain.

NAYROK: 
Picard, you can't leave us like this.

PICARD: 
I have all the information I need for our report. 
Your Prisoner has been returned to you 

and you have A Decision to make. 
Whether to try to Force Them Back 

or Welcome Them Home. 

In your own words, 

This is not our affair.

 
We cannot interfere in the natural course 

of your society's development, 

and I'd say it's likely to develop significantly 

in the next several minutes. 

It's been an interesting visit. 

When you're ready for membership, 

The Federation will be pleased 

to reconsider your application. 

Mister Riker, four to beam up.

RIKER [OC]: 
Aye, sir.

[Bridge]

RIKER: 
Success, Captain?

PICARD: 
Number One, will you note in our report that 

if The Government of Angosia Survives The Night, 
we will offer them Federation assistance 

in their efforts to reprogram their veterans.

RIKER: 
And if The Government doesn't survive?

PICARD: 
I have a feeling they will choose to. 
Mister Crusher, set coordinates for Starbase Lya Three.

WESLEY: 
Coordinates set, Captain.

PICARD: 
Engage.

Da’ath Libra

But what happens 

in A World where GOOD 

has LOST it’s Perpetual Struggle 

against EVIL?

Gentlemen, you can call me 

LIBRA.

I balance The SCALES.

I even The Odds.

Da'at

The Knowing I

By Tzvi Freeman

Why do we become a bar mitzvah at adolescence? Because something dramatic happens to our minds at this time: A sort of awakening, a state of consciousness, a realization that "I exist."

The Jewish sages called it da'at--roughly translated as "knowledge" or "consciousness". Knowledge usually means knowledge about things outside of oneself. But this da'at is the knowledge of the one who is knowing. The "I."

Nothing is more frightening than this knowledge of "I"--yet nothing is more empowering. Without it, there is no accountability, no freedom, no way to take your life into your own hands. All of these things become possible only once you can look back at your own self and say, "Why did I do that and not this?" "Is this really what I want to do?" "Is this really who I want to be?" Only then can we call you a bar mitzvah.

No, it is not sudden. Gaining da'at is a gradual process. It seems closely related to the development of language. In fact, the Mishna tells us that one who lacks language—an untrained deaf-mute—is lacking also in da'at.

By the age of three, most children have enough da'at to start learning the difference between right and wrong. That is why three years old is the age a Jewish child traditionally begins his or her formal education. New discoveries of self continue at critical stages of childhood—and even later. It's not until twenty years of age, the sages determined, that most people develop a "mind of their own."

But no transformation in life can compare to that of adolescence. At that age, da'at unravels from its cocoon and a human being emerges. For that is a human being: A being that knows itself.

Knowing is everything. The world comes into being, the Kabbalists say, because G‑d knows it to be. If so, knowing is the fabric of which all things are made: Everything is knowing.

Electrons know the direction of the positive and negative poles of their electromagnetic field—if they did not, we would have no electricity in our homes. Every atom knows of every other atom in the universe—otherwise we would have no gravity.

Every living cell knows the code to its own reproduction and the pattern of its own survival. The bacteria that invade a host organism know just how many of them there are after multiplying within that host—so that all as one, at the moment they reach critical mass, they can release their toxins and weaken their host. Or else, they would suffer certain expulsion and bacterial illness would be unknown.

Spiders know the geometry of their webs. Beavers know the structure of their dams. Birds know the skyways of their migrations. Each animal knows its rituals of mating, grooming, hunting and being hunted, of life and death.

But none of them will sit and ponder its own ritual. The spider will never question its urge to spin, the birds will never discuss the wisdom of their migratory routes. The electrons will never strike a rebellion against their electromagnetic field.

The raven, the prophets tell us, is miserly with its young and the eagle is kind with its eaglets. But never will you find an assembly of crows discussing a gentler form of child rearing, or of eagles discussing "tough love."

Only one creature sits and ponders, "Should I be as a crow or as an eagle? A sloth or a beaver? Fat or thin? Weak or strong? Where is my life going to and what am I creating with it? Is life worth living? Is there a reason to be?"

And only on account of this pondering can we claim to stand at the top of the pyramid of all knowing things. For in every other playing field, there will be another creature to surpass us: in strength, in swiftness, in sharpness of senses, in beauty, in longevity—even in the wisdom of survival—we will find animals that render us fools.

Only in the knowledge of our own selves and the choice to become whatever we desire to become—in this we stand even beyond the angels. And that is the pinnacle to which we climb on the day we become bar mitzvah.

By Tzvi Freeman

Tzvi Freeman is the author of Bringing Heaven

Metron’s Chair

The Heavenly Jerusalem 

 

Envision the Second Coming of Christ as an inner reality that takes place on the eighth day of the week. Eight is a symbol of infinity, as you can see when you turn the numeral eight (8) on its side. A baptismal font has eight sides to indicate that when a child is baptized, he’s initiated into the eight-sided consciousness, eternity. On this symbolic level, there is nothing past the number eight. You’ve annihilated the cyclic nature and completed life. 

A Brahman friend in India told me, “ Robert, you know all about maya — the Indian concept that the world is illusory, a construct. “Let me tell you about mahamaya” Maha means great. “ Mahamaya is the ultimate reality. It means looking at maya with intelligence.” 

Looking at Illusion in a fresh way is The Heavenly Jerusalem. This is not a promise, but a fact, right now. If you can jump out of time, which we are capable of doing, we can see any given moment as eternity. We don’t have to travel anywhere or even to wait in line. 

This is not a new fact. It’s a fresh way of looking. 

As mentioned, The Second Coming of Christ is available to us as individuals when we are ready, or perhaps even when we choose. This is the Christian way of speaking about enlightenment, heightened consciousness, the experience that relocates your spiritual center of gravity. 

We are not bound to History. 

The Second Coming of Christ is available to us as individuals, and it will wait for us until we are able to remain steady in its presence. This intersection of levels happens to people more than we might realize. They don’t understand the structure of it, so they just walk off and leave it. 

But saint-hood is more common than we think.

[Jericho's lab]

JERICHO: 

Don't look at it. 

Don't look at it.

(The Television screen goes blank.)

JERICHO: 

Oh, what's happening now?

(The screen comes back on. Just one Angel in the hallway.)

JERICHO: 

Where have they gone?

ANGEL : 

Do you really think 

you can protect them?

JERICHO: 

Who's There?

ANGEL : 

You are, Jericho. Listen to yourself, Jericho. 

Look away, Jericho. Look away.

JERICHO: 

No, Thank You.

ANGEL : 

I See You, Jericho. 

You See Yourself.

JERICHO: 

Please, Stop using My Voice. 

It's a very clever trick, 

but most impolite 

without permission.

ANGEL : 

So interested in the workings of Other Minds 

because you can't bear to examine Your Own. 

Loveless. Childless. 

Hiding in academia 

for fear of The Real World. 

Always losing to A Better Man. 

A Life of Failure.

JERICHO: 

You Don't Know Me.

ANGEL [OC]: 

We Have Your House. 

We Have Your Attention.

We are on Our Way. 

There is nothing you can do to stop us. 

Surrender to The Angels, Jericho. 

You know you want to.

JERICHO: 

I have never surrendered 

and I have no intention of starting now. Ah!

(The Angel reaches out of the television for him. Jericho picks up a cricket bat and smashes the screen. Then the cellar door falls down the stairs.)

JERICHO: 

You Stop right There! 

You are Observed, 

and That is My Power over You.

ANGEL : 

For now, Jericho. But We are Patient. 

We have Time. We are all around you. 

We are everywhere.

(The pens on the paper read-out are drawing pictures of Angels.)

The Picard Maneuver

“How does Light move so fast..?”

“He travels at The Speed of….. Thought.”

‘Listen', said Lister, leaning over him, 'there's something I need to know: what's the duality jump? What is it? What does it DO?'

A plastic frown rippled across Kryten's brow. 'It powers the ship. It's a quantum drive - it allows you to leap from one point in space to another. Why?'

'How does it work?'

'I'm just a mechanoid. I don't know these things.'

'How does it WORK, Kryten?' Lister insisted.

'It's something to do with Quantum Mechanics and Indeterminism. Something about when you measure electrons, they can be 'in two places at the same time.'

Kryten seemed strangely reluctant to talk about it, and kept stressing it was a 'human matter' and not really the kind of thing mechanoids should concern themselves with, but, bit by bit, Lister wheedled what he could out of Kryten, and doggedly pieced together what he needed to know.

When you made a duality jump, it seemed, you temporarily coexisted at TWO points in the universe; you then 'CHOSE' one of these points to 'BE' in. 

In this way you could leapfrog across the universe, not bound by the limits of Space/Time.

….in an old armchair.

“What The Devil IS That Thing..?!”

“It’s An Angel, stupid!”

Metastasis

"Five Years into The Mission 

and it feels like a Ghost Train ride."

The Superman of Planet-X

My Name is Prince

My name is Prince and I am funky

My name is Prince, the one and only

I did not come to funk around

'Til I get your daughter I won't leave this town

In the beginning God made the sea

But on the 7th day he made me

He was tryin' to rest y'all

When He heard the sound

Sound like a guitar, cold gettin' down

I tried to bust a high note

But I bust a string

My God was worried

'Til he heard me sing

My name is Prince and I am funky

My name is Prince, the one and only

Hurt me

Do that, do that, somebody

Do that, do that, somebody

Do that, do that, somebody

Do that, do that, somebody

My name is Prince and I am funky

When it come to funk I am a junky

I know from righteous, I know from sin

I got two sides and they're both friends

Don't try to clock 'em, they're much too fast

If you try to stop 'em they kick that ass

Without a pistol, without a gun

When you hear my music you'll be havin' fun

That's when I gottcha

That's when you mine

To tell the truth

Tell me what's my line?

My name is Prince and I am funky

My name is Prince, the one and only

Hurt me

Do that, do that, somebody

Do that, do that, somebody

Do that, do that, somebody

Do that, do that, somebody

My name is Prince, I don't wanna be king

'Cause I've seen the top and it's just a dream

Big cars and women and fancy clothes

Will save your face but it won't save your soul

I'm here to tell you that there's a better way

Would our Lord be happy if He came today?

I ain't sayin' I'm better, no better than you

But if you want to play with me, you better learn the rules

My name is Prince and I am funky

My name is Prince, the one and only

The funkier I be, the funkier I get, oh shit

Lickety split on the lyric, a new jack in the pulpit

Watch it deacon, your track is leakin'

What is this you're seekin'?

The syncopated rhymes are at their peak

When you jumped on my D I C K

That's the one thing that I don't play

The jock strap was too big for you anyway

You're just a simpleton, I'll bust you like a pimple, son

My star is too bright

Boy, I'll sink you like the ship, Poseidon Adventure

You're bumpin' dentures to be cocksure

There must be more coming from your mouth than manure

So with a flow and a spray, I say

"Hey, you must become a prince before you're king anyway"

My name is Prince

My name is Prince

My name is Prince

My name is Prince

My name is Prince

My name is Prince

My name is Prince

My name is Prince

My name is Prince

My name is Prince

Burrows

I just watched The Pilot [of A Brave New World] and noticed a running image of your work : The Human Centipede.

GM: (laughing) You know I haven’t seen Human Centipede. I can’t watch horror movies.

Well my guess is that those forms of one long continuous being, which looks like A Centipede, is your visual description of A Self, moving through Time, which you said you learned in Kathmandu in 1994 as How Things Actually Are. How does this experience still interact with Your Life?

GM: We can’t see any direction in Time. 

We can’t see Back, and 

We can’t see Forward. 

We can Remember Back 

and Imagine Forward, 

but that’s it. 

We’re trained to feel like ‘Individuals’ so we don’t actually see ourselves as the extended processes that we are, shapeshifters who transform through decades from small, plump baby things to large and horny muscular teenagers, to hard-working, middle age adults, and finally desiccated seniors dying on beds. 

If we sped that up and showed one human life over ten minutes, it would be a body horror werewolf transformation more outrageous and horrifying than any seen onscreen.

But to me it’s like the color of the sky, it’s so self-evident that to see a bird fly past the window is to imagine its skipping solid trail through the medium of time.  In Time, We are all Connected, there’s just no denying that. There’s nothing mystical about any of this. I’m talking about stuff that is Simply Real.

Imagination can give you the ability to look backwards and forward. So, when you run it backwards, think how your grown-up mature body was once smaller, less massive, less capable of interacting with the environment – that’s real. Run it back to the beginnings of life on earth ad it’s clear that we all are one thing. A Singular organism made of many parts, just like a human body with its billions of individual skin cells – which die and fall from the body every day.

So, what does that mean? If people learned this in school, if we understood and accepted, we were all the same fucking thing(!) it might help prevent The Collapse into mad Division that’s occurring, just now. It’s just a Matter of Perspective that could change everything.

But The Organism We’re Part of might be sick, who knows? 

When cells in A Body turn against one another and The System that supports them starts breaking down, it’s cancer…

You had the gnostic experience. To just hear it or read it is one thing but when you have the experience that seems to be the most convincing thing.

GM : Well, it seems to become self-evident. It’s really like someone turns your head around in Plato’s Cave and you realize that there’s A Light and someone’s doing Shadow Figures with their fingers. Once you’ve seen it, you’ve seen it.

And it’s ‘Oh, of course’! Of course! There’s no denying it. 

But I guess to have that experience is its own confirmation. It’s like living by the sea all your life, then having to explain that to someone living inland who’s never seen The Ocean and doesn’t believe an ocean could exist because they’ve never seen one.

To me it can be confirmed intellectually by just Thinking about Time and how You are Embedded in Time --

You Know You Had to be Six Years Old to be here. 

So, Where The Hell is ‘Being Six’? 

A.) In The Village.

A.) It's be-hiiiiiind YOOOU...!!

A.) Behind The Walls.

A.) Some where -- 

Beyond The Sea.

Well, 'Being Six' exists,

in a Time Direction 

that You Can’t See 

or Point to, 

but it’s still there. 

 

To misunderstand that is equivalent to Flying from Los Angeles to London, then, after touching down at Heathrow, insisting that Los Angeles no longer exists!

And once You’re Truly Aware of Time 

as The Medium 

through which We Transmit Our Physical Signal, 

then there is no denying 

that Your Personal Track  winds its way,

Back into Your Mum 

and She goes back to Her Mum 

and it all goes back to 

That single Dividing Cell 3 1/2 Billion Years ago. 

 

To me, that’s just basic mechanical shit. That’s not Mysticism. 

I’m not interested in ghosts and spirit worlds. 

If I’m going to have Transcendence, I want to be able to Touch it.

JOSEPH CAMPBELL: 

What is the meaning of The Virgin Birth? 

In India, there is This System of The Kundalini, 

as it’s called, the idea of The Centres, 

Psychological Centres up The Spine. 

And they represent the psychological planes 

of concern and consciousness and action. 

The first is at the rectum, 

and this is that of alimentation. 

 

The Serpent represents this, 

you know, a travelling oesophagus

going along just eating, eating, eating, eating. 

And all of us are — we wouldn’t be here 

if we weren’t eating. 

And then the second,  

The Second Centre

is at The Sex Organ Centre, 

and that’s The Urge to Procreation. 

The Third Centre's called, 

is at The Navel, and this is where 

You Eat and Want to Consume. 

And it’s not the alimentary eating, it’s 

The Mastering and Smashing 

and Trashing of Others, do you see? 

This is the aggressive mood.

Now, The First is an Animal Instinct, 

The Second is an Animal Instinct, 

The Third is an Animal Instinct, 

and these three centres are located  

in the pelvic base, do you see. 

The next one is at the level of The Heart, 

and this is The Opening of Compassion.

 And there you move out of 

The Field of Animal Action 

into a field that is 

properly human and spiritual. 

Now, in each of these centers there is a symbolic form. 

At the base, the first one, there is the form of the lingam and yeni, the male and female organs in conjunction. 

At The Heart Chakra, there is again The Male and Female organs in conjunction, but in Gold. 

This is The Virgin Birth. 

It’s the birth of spiritual man out of the animal man. 

Do you understand?

BILL MOYERS: 

And it happens?

JOSEPH CAMPBELL: 

When you are awakened at the level of The Heart to Compassion and to 

suffering with the other person. 

That’s the beginning of Humanity. 

And the meditations of religion properly are on that level, 

the heart level.

BILL MOYERS: 

You say it’s the beginning of Humanity, but in these Stories, that’s the moment when gods are born, 

The Virgin Birth, it’s a god 

who emerges from that chemistry.

JOSEPH CAMPBELL: 

Yeah, and you know who that god is? It’s you. 

All of these symbols in mythology refer to you. 

You can get stuck out there and think it’s all out there, and so you’re thinking of Jesus and all the sentiments about how he suffered and all; 

what that suffering is, is what ought to be going on in you. 

Have you been reborn? 

Have you died to your animal nature and come to life as a human incarnation?

BILL MOYERS: 

Why is it significant that this is of a virgin?

JOSEPH CAMPBELL: 

Well, it is that the begetter is The Spirit. 

It is a spiritual birth. 

The Virgin conceived of The Word, through The Ear.