I’m sorry There are some jokes you cannot understand until you have been a fool many, many years and thought yourself finally cured and then found out that you had just become a different kind of fool.
If I still remember that all realities are neurological constructs and relative to the observer, I am nonetheless committed now to one reality above all alternatives: the reality of Jesus and Buddha, in which reverence for life is the supreme imperative.
Miracles, like all other things,” he said, “come out of the Void for no reason and return to the Void for no reason. Wait. Be patient. Pay attention to the little details. And see what comes out of the Void next.
That night he wrote in his diary, “Challenge a remaining taboo.” It was that simple. He had always wanted to understand genius, and now he had the formula. Freud, living in an age that prized its own seeming rationality, had found one of the remaining taboos and dared to think beyond it: he discovered infant sexuality and the unconscious, among other things. Galileo had gone beyond the taboo “Thou shalt not question Aristotle.” Every great discovery had been the breaking of a taboo.
Bio-survival anxiety will only permanently disappear when world-wide wealth has reached a level, and a distribution, where, without totalitarianism, everyone has enough tickets.
Gentlemen, all the so-called recreational drugs that have come into wide use in the last few decades may be chemical shock devices. I think people are bleaching out their old imprints, and accidentally making new ones, when they think they’re just getting high and having fun.
Believe it possible that you can float off the ground and fly by merely willing it. See what happens.
If I am so fortunate as to be listening to the Hammerklavier sonata, the only correct answer, if you ask me suddenly, “Who are you?” would be to hum the Hammerklavier.
Since the Unistat primates, like other domesticated hominids, did not know they were primates, all this was explained by a ferocious amount of ink excretions invoking Morality and Ideology, the twin gods of domesticated primatedom.
I ask only one thing of skeptics: don’t bring up Soviet Russia, please. That horrible example of State Capitalism has nothing to do with what I, and other libertarian socialists, would offer as an alternative to the present system.
Life is one, but consciousness is divided. It is the stress of the divided consciousness that every visionary is seeking to deal with.
I’m very interested in Marxist theory. I disagree with it, but I keep thinking about it, because some Marxist theory does seem to work.
What a fantastic piece of hot lustful woman she was, Roger thought irrelevantly.
Most Terran primates did not understand the multiplex nature of causality. They tended to think everything had a single cause. This simple philosophic error was so widespread on that planet that the primates were all in the habit of giving themselves, and other primates, more credit than was deserved when things went well. This made them all inordinately conceited.
From the Sufi: Mullah Nasrudin once entered a store and asked the proprietor, “Have you ever seen me before?” “No,” was the prompt answer. “Then,” cried Nasrudin, “how do you know it is me?
I’ve never been afraid of the American Nazi Party, on the grounds that anybody dumb enough to pick a name like that is not a serious threat. Any real fascist movement that’s a threat, that’s serious and really endangers us, would call itself the Red, White, and Blue Christian American Party, or something like that. They wouldn’t be dumb enough to call themselves Nazis.
How to evolve? Read my book Prometheus Rising, and do all the exercises in that. There are a lot of exercises. It will keep you busy for at least a year. And if at the end of that year you haven’t evolved, write me a letter of complaint, and I’ll try to write a better book.
Miscommunication, misunderstanding and general misjudgment of one another is vastly increased by the fact that few of us know about these levels of circuitry, and we all tend to assume that the person we are interacting with is on the same circuit we are.
I do not dare assert that the “one” is actually a conscious mind in the same way that each of us is a conscious mind. It is found through the unconscious, and unconscious it probably is in essence. I can understand why many, bowled over by this experience, call it “God,” but I still feel that all ideas of God are only symbols of the experience itself.
We are passing through Chaos but we will not end in Chaos. We still have a starry destiny ahead of us.