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.
I've been going through Rich Dolan's Truth Out radio archive this week. Truth Outh, in case you didn't know, is the show he has on the Global Radio Alliance network, which airs every Saturday night —And, like Tony the Tiger would say, it's G-r-r-r-r-eat!!
Listening to Fortean podcasts while I'm working has become second nature for me by now. Often times I find myself working on some project which doesn't require a lot of concentration effort on my part —Fixing a 3d model here, tweaking a computer rendering there, nothing too fancy— and that's where having the chance to put on my headphones while listening to a talking voice is very helpful.
My favorite podcasts are, in no particular order:
- The Gralien Report
- Mysterious Universe
- Hidden Experience
- Radio Misterioso
- The Paracast
- Dark Matters Radio
- The Other Side of Truth
- Binnall of America
But, even with all those shows, I can run out of fresh podcasts very early in the week. So there's where Truth Out has come pretty handy. Richard's show lasts a whopping 3 hours, and since I already considered him one of the top researchers in the field, listening discussing his ideas and theories at length is a delight; on top of that I happen to fin find his tone of voice to be very relaxing, and that counts a lot in my book too, since that way I can pay attention to what he's saying while multitasking through my daily chores —those LOLcats ain't gonna get rated all by themselves, ya know!
Plus, he's a Rage Against the Machine fan! What more dare you ask??
So I was just listening to show # 8 (5/9/12), and while he was answering to a listener's question on whay prompted him to enter the UFOlogy field in the first place, he goes on to discuss the great impact that reading Timothy Good's Above Top Secret had in him. "I became obsessed!" he admits, and afterward he spent a great many nights looking up to his bedroom's ceiling pondering on the what ifs.
And that's when he revealed that, like myself, he's hooked on red pills.
On around -34:52, he says:
The reason that it's engaged me all these years. You know like in the movie The Matrix where famously Neo takes that red pill, and reality unfolds. He sees reality for what it is. I wish life were that easy! Of course it's never that easy.
I've taken countless red pills, because the way it is: you take one red pill, in other words you realized "Holy shit! UFOs are real!", now my whole world has just gone kaboom, but that doesn't end it. You stay with this reality for a little while and then you realize the waters get deeper still. And you realize that you have to account for abductions, you have to account for mutilations. You have to account for, what appears to be strange science and strange visits of inter-dimensionality.
And what I found myself is to being pulled by degrees into those deeper waters. I didn't plan to swim out into the ocean initially. I just planned to, you know, trips along the shore there, get my feet wet.
But the field isn't like that. And it seems like every 6 or 12 months I need to take a new major red pill! to account for my continually transforming reality.
Not even I could have managed to put it so eloquently. It's as if Rich had managed to understand what was going inside my own subconscious the moment I decided, for not particular reason (it seemed) to become the Red Pill Junkie.
So kudos to you Mr. Dolan. You've acquired a fan for life —and well-stocked supply of red pills to go along with it ;)
Over at Intrepid, I mused a little about the over-arching implications of eBay's ban on Esoteric paraphernalia. It's not going to be to everyone's liking though, so consider yourself warned.
On my latest post for Intrepid, I take a look at 3 soon-to-come films that make use of paranormal and esoteric lore —both ancient & recent— for the entertainment pleasure of movie-goers.
In my latest thought-crime for the Intrepid blog, I try to present some of my reasons why I'm still reticent to buy into the whole Transhumanist thingie.
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My latest contribution @ the Intrepid blog deals with my personal concerns about the reliability of 'paranormally' transmitted information, either from psychic channeling or direct close encounters with non-human entities. Could we just be the victims of Cosmic trolls?
Caleb Medley is a young aspiring stand-up comedian who is among the many victims of the Colorado shooting. He lost his eye and suffered from brain damage; and if that wasn't bad enough, he's facing an estimate of $2 million dollars in medical costs.
Caleb, like many Americans, is uninsured.
I've come at a point in my life where most of what I read and write is in English. I seem to pay more attention to international and American news than to the news of my own country. Yet no matter how much I've immersed myself in American culture, there are still some things I don't think I'll ever understand about the US.
I can't understand their infatuation with fire-arms. I just can't find the logic in the argument that if everyone were carrying a gun like in the days of the Wild West, tragedies like the Century 16 massacre could have been easily prevented.
And I certainly don't understand how the most powerful nation in the world can't afford to give free medical attention to their citizens. What's the point of all that might then?
So, even if I can't make a difference in changing the viewpoints of the entire US government with regards to these 2 problems, at least I'm going to try to make a difference with Caleb.
Caleb's family have set up a donation page to gather funds for his medical attention. If you can spare a few bucks, that action will be more meaningful that all the Tweets and blogposts decrying the shooting, and pointlessly pointing the finger to the scapegoat of your choice —Nolan and his movies, the NRA, violent videogames, or whatever floats your boat.
I haven't had the chance to see the 3rd Batman movie. But I still remember the most important message of the 2nd one: the moment where the citizens of Gotham and the prison convicts, who were trapped in separate river ferries, decided to have the courage to do what's right.
May we all find it in our hearts to have the same courage.
[H/T Boing Boing]
My little essay @ the Intrepid blog re. the repressed sexual aspect of the UFO phenomenon & other Mystical experiences has reached its climax.