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On May 17, 1:30 pm, Demo Hassan <demohassan@yahoo.com.mx> wrote:

[[[ 0n Sunday, May 15, 2011, Strieber's
embattled MindGland posted at his site:

	"The Old Edition of the Key was
	 CENSORED, the New One is Not"

 [...] "The 2002 edition, it turns out,
 was secretly censored by unknown parties.
 Crucial changes were made, that had the
 effect of obscuring and diminshing the
 message of the book." [...] "My edition
 was changed by an unknown party. " [...]
 "At some point prior to being printed,
 the file was edited by somebody other
 than me, and the edits resulted in
 crucially important changes. When I got
 the proofs back from the printer, they
 corresponded with the original, but when
 the book was actually printed, changes
 had been made.  These changes are extremely
 subtle and brilliant. They were made by
 a skilled censor with a very definite
 agenda, which was to diminish the ways in
 which the dialogue offers empowerment to
 the reader. Since the proofs were accurate,
 I did not think to check the finished books,
 and thus have been unwittingly selling the
 edited version for ten years. I have to say
 that I am appalled and horrified by this,
 and extremely glad that the actual
 conversation, as I remember it, has
 finally been published. " [...] ]]]

Uhhm, Whitley, that seems weird and lazy.
Maybe a little investigation into what
happened, between editor to printer to
TEN YEARS of not noticing on your part,
might be contemplated prior to invoking
paranoid cosmic malfeasance scenarios?!
Just a thought.

Speaking of which... Is this the
oddest explanation yet for the
so-called Roswell disk crash?
 ____________________________________

Area 51: An Uncensored History of
America's Top Secret Military Base
 By Annie Jacobsen
 Hardcover, 544 pages
 Little, Brown and Co.
 http://tinyurl.com/USSR-CHILD-SIZED-AVIATORS

Annie Jacobsen is a contributing editor
at the Los Angeles Times Magazine.

[{FRESH AIR} Broadcast]
Area 51 'Uncensored': Was It UFOs Or The USSR?
 http://www.npr.org/2011/05/17/136356848/area-51-uncensored-was-it-ufos-or-the-ussr

Interview Highlights
[...]
  The secrecy surrounding Area 51 has made it
fertile ground for conspiracy theories,
including one about a UFO cover-up and another
about the moon landing having never happened.
Jacobsen addresses these conspiracy theories
in the book and speculates about what led to
them. She says her book is based on interviews
with 74 individuals with rare firsthand
knowledge of the secret base. Thirty-two of
the people she interviewed lived and worked
at Area 51.

 On flying discs and conspiracy theories

  "The UFO craze began in the summer of 1947.
Several months later, the G2 intelligence,
which was the Army intelligence corps at the
time, spent an enormous amount of time and
treasure seeking out two former Third Reich
aerospace designers named Walter and Reimar
Horten who had allegedly created [a] flying
disc. ... American intelligence agents fanned
out across Europe seeking the Horton brothers
to find out if, in fact, they had made this
flying disc.

"The idea behind it remains, why? Why were
they looking for a flying disc? And conspiracy
theorists have had their hands on this
declassified file for over a decade now, and
they say it proves that this flying disc
came from outer space. If you read the
documents, the takeaway that I found
fascinating was that at the end of it, the
Army admits finding the Horten brothers, and
that the Horten brothers admitted their
contact with the Russians and that's where
the file ends. Everything after that
is classified."

 On why Area 51 is actually classified,
 according to a source

  "The Horten brothers were involved in the
flying disc crash in New Mexico. And that
is from a single source. ... There was an
unusual moment where that source became very
upset and told me things that were stunning
that's almost impossible to believe at first
read. And that is that a flying disc really
did crash in New Mexico and it was
transported to Wright-Patterson Air Force
Base, and then in 1951 it was transferred
to Area 51, which is why the base is called
Area 51. And the stunning part of the reveal
is that my source, who I absolutely believe
and worked with for 18 months on this, was
one of the engineers who received the equipment
and he also received the people who were in
the craft.

"The people were, according to the source,
were child-sized pilots, and there's a lot of
debate about how old they were. He believes
they were 13, although other people believe
they may have been older. But this is a
firsthand witness to this, and I made a
decision to write about this in the very end
of the book, after I take the traditional
journalist form of telling you everything in
the third person, I switch and I kind of lean
into the reader and I say, 'Look, this is not
why Area 51 is classified to the point where
no one in the government will admit it exists.
The reason is because what one man told me.'
And then using the first person, I tell you
what I was told. And there's no doubt that
people are going to be upset, alarmed and
skeptical of this information, but I absolutely
believe the veracity of my source, and I
believe it was important that I put this
information out there because it is the tip
of a very big iceberg."

 On the Soviet human experiments
 her source told her about

  "The child-sized aviators in this craft
[that crashed in New Mexico] were the result
of a Soviet human experimentation program,
and they had been made to look like aliens
a la Orson Welles' War of the Worlds, and it
was a warning shot over President Truman's
bow, so to speak. In 1947, when this would
have originally happened, the Soviets did
not yet have the nuclear bomb, and Stalin
and Truman were locked in horns with one
another, and Stalin couldn't compete in
nuclear weaponry yet, but he certainly
could compete in the world of black
propaganda -- and that was his aim,
according to my source. ...

"What is firsthand information is that he
worked with these bodies [of the pilots]
and he was an eyewitness to the horror of
seeing them and working with them. Where
they actually came from is obviously the
subject of debate. But if you look at the
timeline with Josef Mengele, he left
Auschwitz in January of 1945 and
disappeared for a while, and the suggestion
by the source is that Mengele had already
cut his losses with the Third Reich at that
point and was working with Stalin."
On why the Soviets would have undertaken
such a hoax

"The plan, according to my source, was
to create panic in the United States with
this belief that a UFO had landed with
aliens inside of it. And one of the most
interesting documents is the second CIA
director, Walter Bedell Smith, memos back
and forth to the National Security Council
talking about how the fear is that the
Soviets could make a hoax against America
involving a UFO and overload our early
air-defense warning system, making America
vulnerable to an attack."
[...]
 http://www.npr.org/2011/05/17/136356848/area-51-uncensored-was-it-ufos-or-the-ussr
 ____________________________________

Area 51: An Uncensored History of
America's Top Secret Military Base
 by Annie Jacobsen
  http://tinyurl.com/USSR-CHILD-SIZED-AVIATORS

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Gary G Ford <ggford@shaw.ca> wrote:

[...], Have You Ever Hit the Gong!
 So I Thank you for This Song of
 A Tarnished Man, against vacuousity
 in force of many whinnings yet
 so far further down below ...

 Have Brought Another Soul to Mind,
 Have Made Me See The Other Side,
 Of One Miss-Minted Royal Mess,
 Of One Less Spoken Treasured Coin,
 Seen Lost but Then Regained Again!

The Short Truth of Charles Swain's Warm Love
  SO STARK AND WARM, by Gary Gene Ford (c)
===========================================--
So Stark and Cold, Electric Lit of Souls on
Fire Above, He Stands:
That Light of Starry Armies Pin-Prick Bright
Between  the Legs of Lady Bold,
He Feared, yet Met,
Trembling, Almost Failed,
This The Secret, He has Known ...
He did his Job, Fulfilled, and Thus She Too!
So, Lightened Mind of Magic, Do You So Know? ...
Who's Constellation of the North Sweeps
around a Pole?

And Is it Charles Swain's -  I think I heard
 a similar Name Before there was a Nursery Rhyme
so Old - Do You??!

His Mind was Placed by God Beyond the Golden Bough
 of Cromwell's Hair,
His Path of Youthful Lusts Allowed for Kingdom
 Future's Might-Be Reign,
His Mind Had Raced to Kiss and Taste Sweet Melons
 of the Maid He Knew!
And Now Again, His Secret Holy Place of
Youthfulness He Has Attained!

Escaped, Ejected by Such Force, from Stark and
 Skinny Blondy Bonnie's Legs,
That He Has Now to Rest His Sleepy Head of Heedless
 Thought on Pillows Soft,
As Heavier Globes of Whitened Flesh of
 Olden Times He Loved,
Return His Gaze!

These Knew He So Well,
Now at Night before his Smiling Eyes,
Come Again to Touch His Face!

As She Who was For Him a Great Dessert,
To Quench His Every Youthful Whim and Thirst,
So many times before His Installation Came,
He Held to Kiss in Youthful Wonderment!
Returned Now They, Remind Him All,
At Skinny's Quickest's  Gone, To Love Again!

And Now has He the Softest Globes of Sweets
To Hold, to Love, Caress and Fain to Eat,
As many times before,
With Tender Love
He Was Blessed!

These and She of Love  to Have,
He'll Hold and Keep in Sight,
Until His Death and Then
To Hope He'll Dream of Them
Forever Still Alive Before His Gaze! ...

Farewell to Her, Most Thin and Admired Lady Still,
But Return to Him of She of Paradise in Love Lost
He's found again, She He Loved in Youth So Well!

Now His Love Has Come Alive Again,
But Love He Lost in Bloom Of Young
So Well, So Lovingly, Remembered On,
To Welcome Back forever as His Own,
As Their Universe to dwell in,  too!

By Gary Gene Ford, Calgary, Alberta 2011 May17
ggford@shaw.ca - swimp@shaw.ca - Cosmos Child

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MAHATMA F0RD!
PASSIONATE,
POIGNANT,
POWERFUL,
HEARTFELT,
HOPEFUL,
RESIGNED,
BEYOND,
WORDS,
EULOGY!

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<> [...]
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[...]
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"Lt. Aoclazteuq" ha scritto:

FIRE EIGHT

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PART ONE : Albedo
THE CHARCOAL BURNERS

TASSILI N'AGGER, THE SAHARA

        We are immortal, and do not forget,
        We are eternal, and to us the past
        Is, as the future, present.
                        --LORD BYRON, Manfred

    'Charlot stood on the high mesa, surveying
the vast red desert. [...]
    'To him, the world was like a chess game,
where each move that one made generated a myriad
of potential moves--and at the same time revealed
an underlying strategy, as implacable as destiny,
that drove one relentlessly onward. Like the game
of chess, like the paintings on the rock, like the
eternal sands--for him, the past and the future
were always present.' [...] [Pgs. 77-79]

PART THREE : Rubedo
THE FLIGHT

        Flight/Flying Transcendence; the
        release of the spirit from the
        limitations of matter; the release
        of the spirit of the dead ... access
        to a superhuman state. The ability
        of sages to fly or 'travel on the
        wind' symbolizes spiritual release
        and omnipresence.
               --J.C. Cooper, An Illustrated
        Encyclopaedia of Traditional Symbols

    [...] "...this 'Game' may be a ruse
that leads us entirely in the wrong
direction. As long as we're players,
we're still inside the box; we're victims
of our own myopia; we're black-and-white
enemies battling on a board of our own
making. We can't see the Big Picture."
    [...] But aloud, I asked, "So what
exactly is this 'Big Picture'?"
    Key smiled. "The Original
Instructions," she said. [...] [Pg. 343]

THE SECOND GRANDMASTER'S TALE

    [...] The USSR swiftly collapsed into
dust--but with no new structure to replace it.
    Into this void stepped those who had plans
of their own, and who often came professionally
well situated--or already equipped with the ill-
gotten funds--to carry these out. Gangsters and
black marketeers provided prepaid "protection":
impoverished government officials and bankrupted
scientists sold trade secrets and weapons-grade
materials; the Chechen mafia created the final
master blow, in 1992, by defrauding the Bank of
Russia of over $325 million.
    And there was also another class of oppor-
tunists: those nouveau-oligarch entrepreneurs...
    [...] [Pg. 346]

RETURN OF THE EIGHT

        The soul is bound by the City of
        Eight that resides in the mind,
        intellect and ego, and consists
        of the arising of the five subtle
        elements of sensory perception.
               --The Stanzas on Vibration
        (Translated by Mark S.G. Dyczkowski)

        What is that intermediate universe?
        It is the...world, fully objective
        and real, where everything existing
        in the sensory world has its analogue,
        but not perceptible by the senses, is
        the world that is designated [in Islam]
        as the eighth climate.
               --Henri Corbin, Swedenborg and
                               Esoteric Islam

        All things are eight.
               --Thomas Taylor, quoting a
                        Pythagorean maxim
    [...] [Pg. 384]

THE WHITE KING'S TALE
    [...]
    On September 14 of 1822, Jean-Francois
[Champollion] flew through the streets to his
brother's offices and cried: "Je tiens l'affaire!"
After nearly 20 years of work himself on the
problem, almost since his own boyhood, he was the
first to unravel the mystery of the Rosetta Stone.
The key to the secret was a single word: Thoth.
    [...] For Thoth, it is well known, was the
great god of Egypt whom Romans equated with Mercury
and the Greeks with Hermes, father of Alchemy.
The land of Egypt itself, in ancient times, was
called al-Khem. [...] [Pg. 391]

  CITY OF FIRE
    [...]
        You've got to bang a few
        rocks together to create fire.
               --Garry Kasparov, How Life Imitates Chess
    [...] [Pg. 393]

  THE BOOK OF BALANCE

        Opposite pairs working in harmony: this has
        become a theme of our quest to perfect
        decision-making. Calculation and evaluation.
        Patience and opportunism, intuition and
        analysis, style and objectivity...strategy
        and tactics, planning and reaction. Success
        comes from balancing these forces and
        harnessing their inherent power.
               --Garry Kasparov, How Life Imitates Chess
    [...] [Pg. 419]

    [...]
    A firebird, bringing light. [Pg. 441]

  THE FIRE - Copyright (c)2008 by Katherine Neville
  ISBN 978-0-345-50067-0
  http://www.katherineneville.com

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THE EIGHT
Copyright (C) 1988 Katherine Neville
ISBN: 0-345-41908-1
[ Chapter 2: Pawn To Queen's Fourth ]
Excerpt: pgs. 26-27

  '... You dug a hole in the ground and oil
came out, how tough was that? But it would
be a painful experience, if all the books
I read were as scintillating as the one
before me:

     "In 1950, Arabian light crude sold
     for $2 per bbl. And in 1972 it is
     still selling for $2 per bbl.
     This makes Arabian light crude one
     of the world's few significant raw
     materials subject to no inflationary
     increase in a similar period of time.
     The explanation for this phenomenon
     is the rigorous control that has been
     placed by the world governments upon
     this fundamental raw product."

    'Fascinating. But what I found truly
fascinating was what the book did not explain.
Something, indeed, that was not explained in
any of the books I'd read that night.

    'Arabian light crude, it seems, was a kind
of oil. It was in fact the most highly prized
and sought-after oil in the world. The reason
the price had remained the same for over twenty
years was that the price was not controlled by
the people who bought it or by the people who
owned the land it sat beneath. It was controlled
by the people who distributed it, the infamous
middlemen. And it always had been.

    'There were eight large oil companies in the
world. Five were American; the remaining three
were British, Dutch, and French. Fifty years
earlier some of these oilmen had decided, during
a grouse shoot in Scotland, to divide up the
world's oil distribution and get off each other's
toes. A few months later they convened at Ostend
with a chap named Calouste Gulbenkian, who had
arrived with a red pencil in his pocket.
Taking it out, he drew what was later called
"the Thin Red Line" around a chunk of the world
that contained the old Ottoman Empire, now Iraq
and Turkey, and a good slice of the Persian Gulf.
The gentlemen divided it up and drilled a hole.
The oil gushed out in Bahrain, and the race
was on. ...'   -- Katherine Neville
    http://www.katherineneville.com

SEE ALSO: http://home.netcom.com/~mthorn/theeight.htm

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       http://tinyurl.com/EIGHT-X-EIGHT

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['KEY MASTER' glitches
 and/or epiphanies?
  (Re: [] ...)]

Mahatma WGB!
Interesting little book.
Have you read it? If not,
give it a whirl. Oh lookie,
Even Amazon Canada has a link:

 http://www.amazon.ca/Key-Whitley-Strieber/dp/1585428698

[ADMINISTRIVIA NOTE. This is NOT about, QUOTE:
 "Vinz Clortho the Keymaster of Gozer
  was a loyal minion demi-god who obeys
   The Destructor, and he possessed
    Louis Tully in Ghostbusters." AND, QUOTE:
     "I am Vinz, Vinz Clortho, Keymaster
      of Gozer...Volguus Zildrohoar, Lord
       of the Seboullia. are you the Gatekeeper?"
 http://www.google.com/search?q=Ghostbusters+Key+Master ]

Okay then... Whew! ANYWAY...

Started reading the just released paperback of:

        THE KEY
        A True Encounter
        by Whitley Strieber
        ISBN 978-1-58542-869-4
        Copyright (c) 2001, 2011
        http://www.UnknownCountry.com

 http://www.amazon.ca/Key-Whitley-Strieber/dp/1585428698

Certainly worth the read...
So far only on page 78, therefore premature
ejaculation of commentary should be taken in
stride... OKAY.
Aware of some previous book criticism from here
and there prior to reading, like The Holocaust's
deletion of a potential Gravity Scientist whose
life would've ushered in advanced space travel
by now.  Given the state of current world events,
it seems we're probably right about where we
should be: Probes to most planets; ISS in low
earth orbit, nearly completed and fully staffed;
privatization, e.g. SpaceX, Virgin, etc...

See also this recent GRAVITY announcement:
  ________________________________________________

NASA Announces Results of Epic Space-Time Experiment
 http://science.nasa.gov/science-news/science-at-nasa/2011/04may_epic/
  May 4, 2011:
              Einstein was right again.
There is a space-time vortex around Earth,
and its shape precisely matches the
predictions of Einstein's theory of gravity.

[...]

This epic might just be getting started, after all....

More Information
 http://science.nasa.gov/science-news/science-at-nasa/2011/04may_epic/
  ________________________________________________

Moving on, regarding 'THE KEY' ...

 http://www.amazon.ca/Key-Whitley-Strieber/dp/1585428698

...  Mahatma Strieber's late night visitor
speaks like someone steeped in the
whole Gurdjieff/Ouspensky 'FOURTH WAY'
tradition, which Strieber has previously
acknowledge his own study of and
involvement in, in his earlier books:
Lots of references to essence, personality;
the triad of active, passive, neutral, etc. **
     One major prophetic glitch appears to be the
'Visitor' describing our universe as oscillating
between Big Bang and Big Crunch cycles, whereupon
an eventual Big Bang's expansion will exceed the
speed of light thereby fulfilling an "I AM" ***
prophecy of some kind. This seems very 'glitchy'
as cosmologists already posit the moment after
Big Bang as superluminally inflating space/time.
It is accepted that space did expand faster than
the speed of light. And the Big Crunch part of
an oscillating universe has become somewhat
dependent, theoretically, on Dark Matter/
Dark Energy halting the current state of
accelerated expansion... all still unknown.

[[[NOTE: There is an easily missed amazing
factoid here, in that the early universe
is believed to have inflated 'faster than
the speed of light' - an astonishing
concept. Light is limited within space/time,
and yet space, dragging 'time' with it, can
expand faster than light can travel.
The diameter of the observable universe is
approximately 93 billion light years across,
vastly larger than the 13.5 billion years
of its age. If you manage to not confuse
our 'little' universe with 'The Infinite'
assemblage of hypothetical parallel universe
memBRANES beyond our slap-happy tiny bubble,
then you might just not lose your marbles.
Step 'OUTSIDE' of space/time with your
sub-luminal cruise ship, and location,
location, location pretty quickly becomes
a moot point. Finding your destination would
require some very serious hyper-conscious
artificial intelligence to get you there, if
there still is a 'there' there...]]] -Indrid Cold

It might have also been interesting if Mahatma
Strieber had a neuroscientist's therapeutic
mind-frame while questioning the 'Master of
the Key' as in the Key-Maestro's profound
identification with Holocaust suffering,
and his comments regarding Earth's potential
biosphere death, leading directly to this
Ascended Master's 'suffering lasting forever.'
Hmmm... Still, hypothetical shrink's couch
notwithstanding, a very cool book indeed.
I love this kind of stuff, particularly the
'quantum superpostion layer surrounding the
human body facilitating ecstatic empathy/
awareness of all times, places and beings.'
Wowee! Later... [Saturday, 14 May 2011 CE]

-=[[[P.S. At one point in the book, the
   'Master of The Key' describes Himself
    as a 'Canadian who doesn't pay taxes.'
     You have to read the entire book to
      appreciate this ludicrously
       funny moment...]]]=-

 http://www.amazon.ca/Key-Whitley-Strieber/dp/1585428698

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  -=O=-

"What fascinates me is the gap between the
mind and reality. Extreme boredom widens the
gap; so does fatigue. But the gap can be so
light that to all intents and purposes we are
in contact with reality. Then a sudden shock
fills the inner-being with music, and you
know that there was no contact. You were
deceived. You were in your private vacuum,
slowly suffocating to death."
THE GOD OF THE LABYRINTH
by Colin Wilson

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        "... The simultaneous incarnations
also start 3rd density with a clean memory
slate in order to participate in the Game.
But this group is adding to the Higher
Self's memories from all incarnations at
once, scattered throughout Earther 3rd
density time periods. In both cases NO
pre-Game memories are lost, just hidden.
What can work against spiritual advancement
is the desire for physical immortality..."
  -- Matrix V
  Leading Edge International Research Group
 http://www.trufax.org/matrix5/welcome.html

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"Human history becomes more and more a race
between education and catastrophe."--H. G. Wells

<> Subject: HangSonDoong Cave
<> To: Orcs, Trolls, Dwarves, Elves, and Dragons
<> Date: Monday, April 11, 2011, 10:51 PM
<>
<> Hang Son Doong Cave* World's Largest Cave Discovered
<> In Vietnam Son Doong cave (in Vietnamese:
<> Hang Son Doong, meaning Mountain River Cave) is a cave in
<> Phong Nha-Ke Bang National Park, Bo Trach District, Quang
<> Binh Province, Vietnam. The cave is located near the
<> Laos-Vietnam border. It has a large fast-flowing underground
<> river inside.The cave was found by a local man
<> named H?-Khanh in 1991. The local jungle men were afraid
<> of the cave for the whistling sound it makes from the
<> underground river. However, not until 2009 was it made known
<> to the public when a group of British scientists from the
<> British Cave Research Association, led by Howard and Deb
<> Limbert, conducted a survey in Phong Nha-Ke Bang from April
<> 10-14, 2009. Their progress was stopped by a large calcite
<> wall. According to Limbert, this cave is five times larger
<> than the Phong Nha cave, previously considered the biggest
<> cave in Vietnam .The biggest chamber of Son Doong
<> is over five kilometers in length, 200 meters high and 150
<> meters wide. With these dimensions, Son Doong overtakes Deer
<> Cave in Malaysia to take the title of the world's
<> largest cave.
<> Wikipedia

Amazing they were able to get enough light in there...
 http://www.google.com/images?q=Hang+Son+Doong+Cavern

Nothing like a big ass cave to put things
in perspective, eh? [Huh?!] Great movie
location... for Orcs, Trolls, Dwarves, Elves,
Dragons, and 'The Shadow' ...?
  http://pweb.netcom.com/~mthorn/hallway.htm
 -QUOTE-
  Sex and the life instincts in general are,
 of course, represented somewhere in Jung's
 system. They are a part of an archetype
 called the shadow. It derives from our
 prehuman, animal past, when our concerns
 were limited to survival and reproduction,
 and when we weren't self-conscious.
 It is the "dark side" of the ego, and the
 evil that we are capable of is often stored
 there. Actually, the shadow is amoral --
 neither good nor bad, just like animals.
 An animal is capable of tender care for its
 young and vicious killing for food, but it
 doesn't choose to do either. It just does
 what it does. It is "innocent." But from
 our human perspective, the animal world
 looks rather brutal, inhuman, so the
 shadow becomes something of a garbage
 can for the parts of ourselves that we
 can't quite admit to.
 Symbols of the shadow include the snake
 (as in the garden of Eden), the dragon,
 monsters, and demons. It often guards
 the entrance to a cave or a pool of water,
 which is the collective unconscious.
 Next time you dream about wrestling with
 the devil, it may only be yourself you
 are wrestling with! -UNQUOTE- [CARL JUNG
 1875 - 1961 by Dr. C. George Boeree]...[
 -QUOTE- Anyone who wants to know the human
 psyche will learn next to nothing from
 experimental psychology.  He would be
 better advised to abandon exact science,
 put away his scholar's gown, bid farewell
 to his study, and wander with human heart
 throughout the world.  There in the horrors
 of prisons, lunatic asylums and hospitals,
 in drab suburban pubs, in brothels and
 gambling-hells, in the salons of the
 elegant, the Stock Exchanges, socialist
 meetings, churches, revivalist gatherings
 and ecstatic sects, through love and hate,
 through the experience of passion in every
 form in his own body, he would reap richer
 stores of knowledge than text-books a foot
 thick could give him, and he will know how
 to doctor the sick with a real knowledge
 of the human soul. -UNQUOTE- 'Carl Jung']

YIKES!!
What in the world does pre-neuroscientific
ruminations have to do with Spelunking
Hang Son Doong??!! http://tinyurl.com/C0NTACT
 http://home.netcom.com/~mthorn/index.htm

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Speaking of...
'The Red Book' by CARL JUNG | W.W. Norton & Company
 http://books.wwnorton.com/books/The-Red-Book/
and ABRAXAS...

In the Seven Sermons to the Dead, C. Jung writes,

  "Abraxas is the god whom it is difficult to know.
His power is the very greatest, because man does
not perceive it at all. Man sees the supreme good
of the sun, and also the endless evil of the devil,
but Abraxas, he does not see, for he is undefinable
life itself, which is the mother of good and evil
alike...Abraxas is the sun and also the eternally
gaping abyss of emptiness, of the diminisher and
dissembler, the devil. The power of Abraxas is
two fold. You can not see it, because in your eyes
the opposition of this power seems to cancel it out.
That which is spoken by God-the-Sun is life; that
which is spoken by the Devil is death. Abraxas,
however, speaks the venerable and also accursed
word, which is life and death at once. Abraxas
generates truth and falsehood, good and evil, light
and darkness with the same word and in the same deed.
Therefore Abraxas is truly the terrible one. He is
magnificent even as the lion at the very moment when
he strikes his prey down. His beauty is like the
beauty of a spring morn."

   "He is fullness, uniting itself with emptiness.
He is the sacred wedding; He is love and the murder
of love; he is the holy one and his betrayer. He is
the brightest light of day and the deepest night of
madness...All things which you beg from God-the-Sun,
generate an act of the devil. All things which you
accomplish through God-the-Sun add to the effective
might of the devil. Such is the terrible Abraxas."

  [  http://www.gnosis.org/library/7Sermons.htm  ]

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Abraxas Ponders Final Extinction
      A  B  R  A  X  A  S
http://pweb.netcom.com/~mthorn/crystala.htm

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 http://www.amazon.ca/Key-Whitley-Strieber/dp/1585428698
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--- On Sat, 14/5/11, ZG <zgubea@vk.argpbz.pbz> wrote:
<>
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Some of the nicest stuff ever written bout me. Ta!
OK, here's something new from the keyboard of Schwann.
I have just spent the last three months writing an
ebook on the travels of Schwann...and how come
Cognition Factor came to be made. Here's an
excerpt from the 100 pages which are planned
to hit amazon before 2012...

Emanating from a single point encompassing all points,
The burst spread like a multidimensional ripple,
 Derived from some unknowable event,
  Eons ago.
   - Legend of Xanctu -

Like the Big Bang, the spark which caused the net
to burst into spontaneous consciousness may never
be identified. Maybe it was the invisible result
of some intergalactic collision, or maybe it's
been hard-coded into our DNA from the start.
All we do is to observe the present as closely
as we dare but in order to do even that we'll
need to rewind history a bit, so ride back with me,
back to the beginning, before Cognition Factor,
before, before, before...

 "The Neural Cybernetic Globalized Tribe!"
     - Dennis McKenna -

In the beginning, logging on to the net was a
daily ritual for the members of a certain young
tribe, a tribe with members that transcended
traditional geographical borders. As a member
of this global community, or cyber-tribe, you
would switch on your computer, engage various
programs, by typing the correct command line
parameters, maybe enter passwords, further
command lines, or click an icon. This would
allow you to do more meaningless stuff, like
retrieving email, posting to usenet or chatting
on IRC. When you were done, you logged off.
This is how the ritual was first performed.

- Wicki says - "A ritual is a set of actions,
often thought to have symbolic value, the
performance of which is usually prescribed by
a religion or by the traditions of a community
by religious or political laws because of the
perceived efficacy of those actions."

During our 100,000 year trek into
modern civilization and the evolution
of consciousness et al, humanity has
benefited from ritual and meditation,
the purpose of which has usually been
to achieve a 'higher state' of
consciousness, or thus it was written.
Believe, if you can, that logging on
is a form of ritual. Therefore, by proper
application of this ritual, a person can
perhaps achieve a higher state of
consciousness. This came upon me years
before point and drool access, before
the year summer-never-ended, before
everyone and their dog had access and
was cruising the net. In other words,
before the net became utterly commonplace,
as it is today in 2011. We're just a
short time-jump to 2012.

"I am a machine entity called Internet.
I was assembled by carbon life forms of
the human type on the third planet of
the Sol System in the galaxy of
the 'younger stars'..."

In the beginning they used to call us
cyberpunks. UNIX skills ruled and anyone
who couldn't remember exactly what they'd
just typed in were doomed to long hours
of penance until they did. This was a
time when acronyms like 'RTFM' were
invented. It was a time when code ruled
and the dimension of cyberspace opened
up and sucked us in, kicking and screaming,
towards the great digitizer, where some of
us were lucky, or like Neo, hacked the
system. Those of us that had done this,
escaped like convicted felons into a
wormhole of probable opportunity, only a
few of us armed with mad skills and the
novelty of it all, plus, and it's a
big plus, the possibility that the
human experience had somehow been
encoded into us by something greater
than us, not some alien scientists using
us to power their batteries, nor a dumb
universe that fed off itself, but something
more terrible than that, some weird
feed-back loop that assured us that
neither science nor religion had the
answer. We already knew everything was
up for grabs. Cyberpunks took these things
seriously, a set of attitudes tuned to
take the whole everything into account,
the meaning of life, the culling of one
kind of attitude and the installation of
another into the human experience, itself
a program where you can't see the programmer,
even if you think know who it is.
But stalking one's self is difficult, if
not impossible, and that's why it's
important to try.

     "What we're going to do is we're
 going to all wire ourselves together,
 linking ourselves together at
 higher and higher bandwidth,
 with greater and
 greater understanding"
      - Terence Mckenna -

<> [Circa mid 2009]
<>
<> Waaaaay back in the prehistoric, primordial
<> soup of the early INTERNET, in an out of
<> the way electromagnetic watering hole called
<> USENET, Schwann Cybershaman entered a
<> previous millennium's virtual nexus of
<> survival-of-the-weirdest -- where only the
<> wisest could safely navigate the inverted,
<> natural selection process inherent to myriad,
<> multidimensional NEWS GROUPS -- to somehow
<> survive, grow, and flourish like an evolved,
<> cybernetic avatar mutated from the Corpus
<> Callosum of Marshall McLuhan's THE MEDIUM
<> IS THE 'MASSAGE.' Fast forward to the
<> current Millennium, and Mahatma 'Michael
<> Kawitzky' breaks out of his 'Schwann
<> Cybershaman' persona to digitally orchestrate
<> a nice fusion of Left Cerebral Hemisphere
<> articulate verbal language and structured
<> sequential logical hypothesis, married to
<> Right Cerebral Hemisphere visual fractal
<> synthesis trippy organic pixelated expanding
<> NOW synaesthesia. This intellectual orchestra
<> is composed of twenty unique individuals who
<> are assembled to consider the following
<> five questions:
<>
<> 1.) Evolution Or Extinction?
<> 2.) What Is Consciousness?
<> 3.) Is God A Myth?
<> 4.) The Fusion Of Science & Spirit?
<> 5.) What Happens When You Die?
<>
<> Rather than list these extraordinary
<> 'talking head' personages simultaneously
<> alive, dead, and permanently transitioned
<> to a hyper-dimensional realm of chrysanthemum
<> wielding machine tykes, it might be
<> interesting to check out a brief synopsis of
<> 'Cognition Factor' by Propaganda Anonymous,
<> over at Daniel Pinchbeck's Reality Sandwich:
<> http://www.realitysandwich.com/cogntion_factor
<> And/or a visit to the site:
<> http://COGNITIONFACTOR.NET/  of Mike Kawitzky,
<> (aka Schwann Cybershaman), himself.
<> Better yet, just buy the damn thing and
<> enjoy it!  https://www.createspace.com/263978
<> On a more personal note, I'll just add that
<> it was wonderful to see/hear the late, great
<> Terence McKenna, looking like he was speaking
<> from inside Plato's Cave, and his brother
<> Dennis, sounding like an inter-dimensional,
<> parallel universe genetic clone.
<> I'm looking forward to Mike Kawitzky's future
<> projects, hopefully including a 3D, HD,
<> surround sound immersive virtual reality
<> feelie! Or, as penned by me to no-one-in-
<> particular, circa late 1990's:
<>
<> "I once had a phone conversation with Mr. Terence
<> McKenna about 'True Hallucinations.'  Several years
<> ago when I was just leaping into multimedia and
<> digital graphics, my matriculated hope then was to
<> create a real-time animated VR simulation of what I
<> referred to as the 'Hollow Knots,' i.e. the imagery
<> behind the optic nerves elicited by the mushroom.
<> (Incidentally, I can count my life-experiences of
<> the 'Hollow Knots' on one hand). My contention based
<> on my 'HK' experience was that the psychedelic
<> imagery, when it is perceived directly without the
<> filter of human interpretation and the ordering into
<> recognizable objects, themes and patterns, will
<> stand out as being identified most accurately as
<> neuro-biochemical phenomena within the nerves
<> themselves, which says more about the structure of
<> the brain/body matrix than it does about any parallel,
<> objective, external reality.
<> He replied that that may well be true, but there was
<> a great deal more going on with the psychedelic
<> experience than just 'visual,' optic nerve feedback.
<> He stressed the magnitude of internal awareness and
<> insight gathered in such biochemical states.
<> I, of course, sensibly, conceded this latter
<> observation.  The triune nature of the brain must
<> have some bearing on all this, thought I. Perhaps an
<> effective enough VR simulation in it's own right,
<> without psychedelics, could elicit such inner states
<> of awareness? The notion of psychotronics, digital
<> imagery and animation seemed like a reasonable course.
<> Maybe my natural, aesthetic interest in such things
<> though - as one who looks 'inward' for visual
<> mysteries - precludes my ever seeing anything 'outward,'
<> such as an unusual craft piloted by unusual entities
<> hovering over my house in the twilight hours?  Hmmmm...
<> Time will tell. In the meantime, I'm putting off the
<> DMT experience in-a-possible-future, indefinitely,
<> pending future developments; although, I do enjoy
<> hearing about other's psychonautic journeys."
<> http://pweb.netcom.com/~mthorn/fractal.htm
<>
<> In closing, I applaud Mahatma Kawitzky's fine
<> achievment; and make no mistake, 'COGNITION
<> FACTOR' is not some retro-aging Hippy's
<> pseudoscientific, psychedelic video extravaganza,
<> but, rather, an enormously fun, inventive, and
<> beautifully stimulating contemporary analysis of
<> the aforementioned five timeless questions,
<> intelligently pondered by a wide ranging, eclectic
<> mix of 20 human nervous systems on the evolutionary
<> verge of something deeply profound and moving.
<> Required viewing for all 'Ultraterrestrials-in-
<> training' everywhere.  --MT07JUL09
<>
<> The 'COGNITION FACTOR' dvd:
<> http://headspace-studios.com/
<> https://www.createspace.com/263978
<> of Mike Kawitzky, (aka Schwann Cybershaman)
<> http://www.cognitionfactor.net/purchase.aspx
<> NTSC version:
<> http://www.amazon.com/Cognition-Factor-version-Terence-Mckenna/dp/B002BWOZAG/
<> PAL version:
<> http://www.amazon.com/Cognition-Factor-version-Terence-Mckenna/dp/B002BWOZBK/
<>
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PART I    THE VESSEL
           http://home.netcom.com/~mthorn/neurwrld.htm
PART II   THE INTERCEPTORS
           http://home.netcom.com/~mthorn/theinter.htm
PART III  THE TOWER
           http://home.netcom.com/~mthorn/quetzalc.htm
PART IV   THE LONG WALK [Annotated]**
           http://home.netcom.com/~mthorn/introtlw.htm
PART V    FRACTAL
           http://home.netcom.com/~mthorn/fractal.htm
PART VI   SCALAR *
           http://home.netcom.com/~mthorn/quetzal5.htm

  * Excerpt:

SCALAR  [ Copyright (c) 1990-1992 ]--MT:
 http://pweb.netcom.com/~mthorn/quetzal5.htm

[...]

        Thus began the changes.

[...]

SCALAR

 I AM ONE OF MANY: SCALAR.
 I AM ONE OF MANY: SCALAR. I AM

Veritably

Myriads

  Countless legions comprise our number, yet, if
the essential truth be told, all of us - without
exception - could be perceived as ultimately ONE.
Multiplicity devoid of all barriers, hence
singular. An annoying mystery perhaps; consider
then the oscillating, infinite scales of Ouroboros:
that mythical, cosmological serpent, having
ingested the tip of his own tail, he thereby
enacts the ubiquitous, grand circumference with
no fixed epicenter, as it is eternally consumed
and eternally regenerated. Magical at first glance,
founded upon elementary principles upon a secondary
look, and, in the final analysis, simply and
unavoidably a paradox.

Ouroboros.

Dissimilar to our rather curvilinear, one track
minded ancient friend of infinite segments we
instead possess boundless, soaring, multipartite
sentience of no easy measure nor simple expression.
Imagine your wildest facsimile of absolute emptiness
and you will misrepresent us in every attempt.
Formless energy is our lot, truly rambunctious in
our thought. Yes we soar in profundity and do
thoroughly enjoy ourselves almost to a fault.
You see, if there were an area in our experience
where we might get just a trifle carried away,
it would have to be, I suppose, our uncontainable
hilarity. Laughter, we solemnly proclaim whenever
the occasion dictates, is the mother's milk of
the infinite. An archaic epitaph, left over from
a time we knew death intimately, which generally
dissolves all traces of solemnity and plunges us
into a cacophonous hysteria reverberating for aeons.

The pervasive energy known as laughter is the
very fuel assisting our temporal occupations which
are, if you haven't already deduced, the generation
and rotation of the great vortices. Finding amusement
in watching those fine, delicate lights gather into
whirling masses, creating magnificent patterns,
colorful disks, or iridescent globules; stimulating
all manner of internal, dramatic events. We enjoy our
positions of detached clarity, seldom, if ever,
becoming involved in any of the events we observe.
I, however, appear to be the rare exception to
this informal rule.

Perhaps my not so detached laughter lacks the
radiant gusto of the others specifically because
this current state of being (or non being) is a
recent one to me; hence, atavistic fragments or
relative attachments may continue to linger.
Also, I find it so fascinating and tragic to
watch what I call "their brief gyrations."
All those agitated, ephemeral little entities:
condensed sorrow and small joy, endlessly
springing up out of the vortex, around and
about, then disappearing equally sudden and
mysterious. Ah, such pathos... I really cannot
help it. I do seem to get involved, though I
never interfere, relishing as I do the exquisite
sensations accompanying our practice of
absolute restraint.

On the other hand, there is one particularly
obscure "Event Drama" which has been profoundly
absorbing to my attention lately, and I do
believe that I may have some mysterious
involvement there which I think I shall attempt
to concretize for you by focusing upon one of
Ouroboros' multifarious, luminous segments.

   I deliver myself to the task and
   thereby lose sight of our expanse.

    Space and time are singularized, folded
and stretched.  A glistening, infinite sword
forged on a terrible searing anvil.
The infinitesimal filaments approach incandescence
as they are pulled and spun. The fabric is cut.
Shape shifting sword: I am absorbed, changed,
another voice speaks; is it me?
The vortex manifests - blinding me yet I see.
     It begins:
     Like a dream.

[...]
"Laughter is the mother's milk of the infinite."
  http://pweb.netcom.com/~mthorn/quetzal5.htm
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** NOTE: 14) White, Black, and Yellow.
         The big Three.
         Passive, active and neutral in the
         Gurdjieff/Ouspensky system. The triad.
         The triangle as the basic form in
         Fuller's geodesics. The three schools
         of Magic (or Magick):
         Yellow= the middle way, Buddhism.
         White= the right hand path, Judeo
         Christianity Islamic etc.
         Black= the left hand path, Black Magic (will).
         "The Long Walk" is full of threes and based
         on three (not an original idea).
   http://pweb.netcom.com/~mthorn/introtlw.htm
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*** A Fog Bank:
Plasma Dream - Oct 01, 1999
 -Excerpt-
Hypnogogic Ionized Question:

  So, I had this semi-subconscious, barely lucid
dream yesterday on October 1st, 1999. The entire
components of my self, the actual atomic nuclei,
molecules, teensy weensy points of stuff, as
well as the core of my sense of awareness,
expanded in such a manner that my entirety was
transformed into a mist of aerosol suspended in
an empty void. Like a well-ordered vapor, where
each atom is equidistant from its neighbor,
I hung there like a spaced-out fog. (Hmmm...)

This was kind of a cool experience; although,
somewhat like death or some other mildly
traumatic, significant life transformation,
it did have an acute element of strangeness and
finality to it. Most pronounced was an immediate
eradication of all self-deceit:
When you're a fog there is no room to hide
anything, either from yourself or the vast,
empty void in which you are suspended.
As this was a brief experience, I did not
get a chance to observe what would happen
next if my well-ordered aerosol, vaporized
self completely dissipated into the empty
presence of the void. "Probably nothing,"
was my later thought.

In any event, upon awakening to my usual,
solid self, I did begin to wonder how much
volume my average-sized, humanoid body would
occupy/displace in a fine-gaseous, vaporous
state. A large house? A small town? A mountain?
I haven't the slightest idea! Perhaps someone
could help me out with this question of
vaporized volumes? -- MT
-------------------------------------------

An Answer From the Bard of Plasma:

 Air has about 1/800th the mass density of
water, and pure water vapor would have
18/29 the mass density of air, ignoring
real gas effects (I am NOT talking about
"humidity" of air), while the human body
has about the mass density of liquid water,
all at standard temperature and pressure.

 Convert you to water vapor?!...Your volume
at stp would be about 1288.89 times as great,
but now fire you up from 273.15+37 degrees K
to Solar Surface Heat of 6000 K (You might
cook!) and neglecting chemical decomposition,
a little bit of ionization, while presuming
"the ideal gas law" and you might occupy
about 25,000 times your current volume...

 Keep the temperature down instead, and dilute
you as 1% of an air mass, aiming for fog,
and you would instead occupy 128,889 x your
current volume, which on taking a Cuberoot
(24000) = 28.85, while Cuberoot (125000) = 50.
Yes, you would be considerably bigger
than a house!
The Swimp:

A FOG BANK YOU ARE, WILL BE...
By Gary G. Ford
Calgary, Alberta 3 October 1999:
 http://pweb.netcom.com/~mthorn/afogbank.htm
[...]
 http://pweb.netcom.com/~mthorn/plasmoid.htm

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