For the first time in many months I saw the green laser from Dalhousie university shooting up into the sky, the one that spawned my posts “Cylindrical UFO Over Halifax, Nova Scotia (Possibly Explained as of Aug. 18)” and “Identified Aerial Phenomena Over Halifax, Nova Scotia“. However, I would have known it was back even had I not gone for an evening walk. There are eight variations on “green laser Halifax sky” in my stats section that logs search terms people use to find Wildrote. I’ve also had 75 (now 102) hits, which is three to four times the daily average. I’m gratified that at least people seem to be paying attention to what is in the sky.
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Lucretia Heart has created a new blog to consolidate and continue her writing on paranormal and UFO related experiences. It is called Spiral’s End. Give it a look.
Dan Mitchell has resurrected his old blog, Luminosity. As some will remember he had an extensive set of fascinating writing on his own liminal experiences, both in the past and in his current life. He took that blog down after reporting a very intense series of events that seemed to challenge his sense of reality, as so often happens with more direct contact.
Originally I tried to plan what I would write about in logical order. That didn’t work.
I know when I need to write and I know what I need to write. I know it because it wells up from within me or is shown to me by forces beyond myself. Only a few of the writings on this blog come purely from my personality or thoughts moment to moment.
I took down one of my recent posts. I did that because the post came from a different place inside of me. It came from a deep pain, anger and helplessness that I experience because of the form that human society on Earth has taken for the past little while.
I don’t know how to fix the world. I hope that what I’m doing helps, but I don’t know if it will change things.
To the Universe I beg, let me do no harm through my words or actions.
I never cease to savour the irony in my enjoyment of Peter Watts and his writing. His novels and short stories are some of the most unforgiving lenses through which I have ever viewed the human condition, as well as some of the best hard science fiction that I have ever read, yet, in the right light (or the wrong light, depending on one’s point of view) they eloquently make certain metaphysical points that elude normal explanation.
An example of this is Watts’ very short story (a single page), Repeating the Past. The metaphysical question is why one might choose to enter the process of reincarnation and karma. The answer, because we never really learn anything that we didn’t live, or that didn’t become part of us. Go have a read. It will only take a minute.
PS Peter Watts was recently convicted in what seems to me to be a miscarriage of justice, if not the law in question. I didn’t post about it at the time because I really couldn’t deal with all the bad stuff I was reading about in the world. If you would like more information about his conviction, the trial and events leading up to it I encourage you to go Watts’ blog or view his new interview at Blogginghead.tv.
This is Wild Rote’s 1st birthday.
I’ve been enjoying the literature, photo, art and culture blog Throwing Down Flowers.
Of particular interest to the topics I tend to discuss was this post, taken from A Brief History of Anxiety.
“And let us say, further, that a person who is headstrong enough to open their eyes and their heart to the full depth and weight of the world is inviting in everything out there — both evil and good, both dark and light — and the sheer bravery of their openness enables them to gain profound insight into the human condition. It also fucks them up. It may even make them more prone to stick their head in an oven than to engage in self-promotional chitchat on Jay Leno.
It is difficult to return from harrowing experiences with the energy or inclination to formulate a catchy sales pitch for what one has seen. I am not saying that it’s impossible for authentically engaged artists to willingly go out afterward and discuss what they’ve discovered about the world. What I am saying is that most of them would rather crawl across broken glass (which in some ways they have) than to pull the kinds of narcissistic, attention-getting stunts at the level that is required in our present era to bring merit into alignment with acclaim. Imagine a man returning from the rough, dark mines of Madagascar with a gem. That is what he wishes you to see. Look at the treasure that his toiling has unearthed: look at that, not at him.” – Patricia Pearson, A Brief History of Anxiety
This description of the artists journey bears a striking resemblance to some of the more popular modern interpretations of the shamanic experience, a la McKenna and Harner, more or less. This is an interpretation in which the shaman goes outside the bounds of normal experience and reality for the purpose of bringing back new ideas, experiences and ways of being for the rest of the tribe. McKenna’s ideas on the relationship between schizophrenia and shamanism do justice to the experience of exiting consensus reality, but says comparatively little, as far as I’ve seen, on the stress resulting from what you tend to bring back in with you. This relates to a question I’ve often considered. How many people have spontaneous spiritual awakenings / transcendental experiences / shamanic initiations / alien visitations in which they receive the metaphorical gem from the dark mines, some insight, ability, task, mandate, enlightenment, and then spend the rest of their lives hiding from that experience, hoping against hope it will never find them again.
Mac Tonnies defines a period in my life. I was just starting to come into an understanding of my own experience. I was finding all these blogs and websites by crazy, beautiful people and his was first among them. I heard Alan Watts for the first time through his blog, learned about Jacques Valle, and found so many other people who are having a liminal experience right now.
I once wrote “I often feel that Mac is akin to a science fictional monk, wandering the edges of an epistemic breach. He sends us back postcards of the serene, prophetic and catastrophic. He’s also pretty funny.” That still feels right to me.
Mac helped me define myself, and now, to my great regret, for me he’ll always define this time and place in my life.
I could go on and on, but what I need to say is thanks, from me and for all the lives you touched.
Mac Tonnies was in his own words “a Kansas City, Missouri-based author, blogger, Fortean researcher, and occasional speaker.”
He wrote prolifically at his blog Posthuman Blues, authored two books, Illumined Black and After the Martian Apocalypse, and contributed his essay “The Ancients are Watching” to the anthology Darklore Volume 2. The manuscript for his new book “The Cryptoterrestrials: Indigenous Humanoids and the Aliens Among Us” was scheduled to be finished by November. Hopefully it will still go to print.
Further writings and biographical information can be found on Mac’s website: www.mactonnies.com
Posthuman Blues has been one of my favorite blogs for almost a year now. It’s written by author and futurist Mac Tonnies. I often feel that Mac is akin to a science fictional monk, wandering the edges of an epistemic breach. He sends us back postcards of the serene, prophetic and catastrophic. He’s also pretty funny.
I interviewed Mac last January. He was in Nova Scotia to shoot a portion of his recent appearance on Supernatural Investigator, if I recall correctly. I recently misplaced the notebook from that interview, so the details aren’t at hand. I will be posting some of the details as soon as I get it back. I originally planned to write an article for a university paper, which never happened.
I was surprised to read one of Mac’s post’s a little over a month after our interview where he identified with the role of shaman. This had nothing to do with me, as I never mentioned being anything else aside from a mild mannered student of environmental science. I was being much less open about my experiences at that point. I new Mac had seen and read the work of Terrence Mckenna, but seeing him say that helped me be open about how I perceive the world.