C'mon! Tell me you didn't think about it too! ;)
I've resisted it for as long as I could, but I guess I'm beat.
I hereby announce that I've created a Twitter account. So there.
If you wish to 'follow' me, you can find me @red_pill_junkie
Lord, have mercy...
Red Pill Junkie & The Zombie Milkman, Grand Masters of the order, receiving the final benediction from Dr. John Ward, British Templar & High Priest of Awesome.
And in case you're wondering, the answer is YES: we are accepting candidacies to enter into our hermetic brotherhood. But be warned, for the initiating process will be arduous, exhaustive, and extremely hilarious.
OK guys, make of this what you will. All I an say is I'm not lying or making this up, although I could be mistaken.
The fact is, that I had forgotten to storage the bag I took to my trip to Paradigm symposium back up to a little storage room located in the terrace where I live. Some minutes ago I decided not to postpone this any longer, so I climbed up the metal stairs around 9:00 pm.
It's a beautiful clear night with some clouds in the sky. I was watching some of the airplanes flying from northwest to southeast, when suddenly after I opened the door to the room, out of the corner of my left eye something caught my attention. I turned and I saw like a little yellow light which moved erratically from right to left with a very quick and swift motion, and seemed to either have hidden inside the clouds, or went out somehow. The whole thing lasted less than a second.
The light was around 2 to 2:30 elevation in the sky (with 12 right at the zenith) at an approximate South East direction. It was very small, like the light of a laser pointer, only this wasn't been projected on a blackboard, and the light wasn't red nor green.
No, it wasn't a reflector light being projected on the clouds. I saw the light in the CLEAR part of the night sky.
It really startled me, and I just waited to see if there would be something more, when suddenly I perceived like a white flash of light inside the dark storage room, which had the door ajar but I hadn't turned on the lights yet.
After that I felt like a huge surge of energy crossing the whole of my body. Quite possibly the result of fear and adrenaline rush.
I waited a minute or two more, but I saw nothing else.
I entered the room, put away the baggage inside a cardboard box, turned off the light, closed the door, stood there a few moments actually pleading that light to come back, and then climbed down to write this while my memory is still fresh.
Man, it would be interesting to gauge in the coming weeks whether attendees to the Paradigm symposium started to report an increase in their paranormal experiences.
Cosmic Love in action, Mr. Hanks? ;)
PS: I didn't mention this on the blog post with the Martian Chronicles synchronicity, but the other Bradbury book I took with me on the trip was Something Wicked This Way Comes.
In the book, Cooger & Dark's Pandemonium Shadow Show arrive to Green Town on October 24th, at 3 am (the Witching Hour).
Soooooo... what that means at the moment, I have no idea.
But maybe something interesting is in store.
I'm back from Paradigm symposium, although that's a bit of a lie: Part of me stayed in Minneapolis, and the person who returned to Mexico wasn't exactly the same one who left 5 days ago.
My last contribution for Intrepid, deals with a really nice synchronicity I experienced on my way to Minneapolis, involving my newly-found passion for the poet of Science Fiction --Ray Bradbury
Welp, this is it: Paradigm Symposium begins this week!
I'll be traveling to Minneapolis this Thursday to attend this exciting event. I hope I may get to meet a few Grailers up there :)
For all of you still interested to attend, there's still a few (very few!) tickets left, I'm told. Also, the Intrepid gang is offering day passes, in case you can't stay for the full event.
See you all next Tuesday!
For my latest contribution @ the Intrepid blog, I enter the controversial territory of the Ancient Aliens theory, and discuss the content of a book which had a huge impact on me when I was a curious Mexican teenager.
The title of the book: UFOs and Mexico's Archeology.
For my latest thoughtcrime @ the Intrepid blog, I examine my personal fascination with the movie that inspired my nom de mouse, and its striking parallels with a series of books that helped kickstart the Counter-Culture movement in the 1960s.
For my last article at the Intrepid blog, I decided to take a critical look at the questionable use of unconventional technology, as part of Mexico's desperate efforts in their war against organized crime.
As a side note, I want to make clear that I'm fully aware there are members of The Daily Grail who claim to be proficient in the art of Dowsing; people I happen to have a huge respect for. I hope they can understand how my concerns are not related on them specifically, as I'm not concerned in how they use their alleged natural talents in trying to find a water well, or other peaceful endeavors. And yet I cannot stand idle in how certain governments, like my own, seem eager to rely on unorthodox methodologies not because they might prove to be reliable or accurate, but because they can nonetheless provide useful scapegoats to boost the statistics they advertise domestically & internationally to justify their myopic policies.
In you're into dowsing, I ask you simply this: would you be willing to bet your life on the accuracy of your skills? and how about the life of people you don't know?
And even if you do, do you consider dowsing a skill which could be acquired by just about anyone, relying solely on the use of technology alone? Or do you consider your talent to be like any other human skill: a trait with which some are born with a knack for it, but nonetheless requires practice and dedication?
Having said that, I hope you enjoy my little essay, as I also explore a few other examples where the Mexican government had affairs with the Paranormal.