L.U.E. - An Anarchaotistic View

Today I had what has been come to known as "one of those days".
I spent the past few days indulging my fiendish compulsion for information. When I come into one of these periods, it is usually followed by a long time of depression. However this time, I have decided to try something different. I will try to laugh it off.
In the immortal words of my mentor, Yoda, "Do or do not, there is no "try"."
I will laugh it off.
The power of laughter is an often misunderstood concept, because laughter results from various many different causes. You could despair, and yet laugh, to dispel the power that despair has over you. You could do something truly horrific, and yet laugh as a madman psychopath who doesn't "get it" and achieve the same result.
That result seems to be relief.
Today I came to several sad realizations. Each time I felt myself falling into depression, I would have to force myself into doing something fun and silly, to counteract it. Many perverted jokes came to mind, and silly practical jokes occured to me, as I attempted to hold back my seasonal depression.
It worked well, but I had to force it.

I found out today that a documentary I loved, was in fact, financed by the Rockefeller family. Given their penchant for less than benevolent ideals, I was surprised to be suckered so far. The "Zeitgeist" movie scenario sounded great, but I didn't see how it would affect myself and loved ones along the Rockefeller agenda's.

Until today.

It hit me like a brick.

Up until today, I never saw the movie "Logan's Run" as a bad thing, per se. But when I began to connect the dots between our own society, and how it was heading toward such a "sci-fi/dystopian" one, I began to panic for a few hours.

But I've seen better.
Mark Pesce's film "Becoming Transhuman" often times sets things in a grander perspective for me, and helps me realize that we are all participating in a grander universal sceme of things.

As often as things seem hopeless in the world, the works of Terrence McKenna and Mark Pesce make me feel more "normal". As if there is nothing wrong with me, just that the rest of the planet is still figuring something out.

Not that I'm holding a superiority complex, as I still have a great deal to learn, but they just put things into a perspective that is greater than any "New World Order" that Bush Senior or Junior could dream up.

Sure they control the money, sure they control the economy and bailouts. But the idea of pure information is not good, nor evil. It simply IS. And that's my idea of the divine.

Someday, I hope we all acheive it.

Those not familiar with my work may consult: http://portland.indymedia.org/en/static/pdxradio.shtml
Under the headings of " Chaotic Shark" and "Radio KAOS" you may hear my very old recordings of subversive banter.
I used to banter about whatever I felt was appropriate at the time. And while outdated, it is a chronology of how I started working in internet radio through indymedia.

It started as such. I worked at a grocery store. I was a popular figure there, and was encouraged to let my inspiration flow into the "real" world. So I began to conduct the closing pages, to let the customers know that the store was closing. This led to my coworkers and customers alerting me that my voice was better than most of the voices that they heard on mainstream radio. Over time, they began to encourage me to particip8 in "real" radio broadcasting. I settled for Portland Indymedia broadcasting, as I knew people involved.

It was the summer of 2004, and they were happy to have a person of my personality to conduct a show. So I did. It was very rudimentary, but I enjoyed it. I was a DJ, finally. And I was not held to any responsibility, what so ever. I could finally say what I felt, but I was still stuck in a left/right paradigm. It took several years before I would discover that there was no difference. It took years before I knew that there were no differences between Republican and Democrat, save the few isolated instances where one rose atop the other.

Democrat versus Republican. Such a twisted wheel. Left versus Right. Two sides of the same twisted coin. The Republicans tell you the truth to directly show how they will screw you over. While the Democrats twist the truth, to indirectly screw you over.

So will you accept being screwed over, or will you accept a more subversive act of control? Is it better to have the human boot on a human face, or is it better to think for oneself, and deal with anything you come across?

I was against apathy from a very young age. And here I am, 10 years later, and nothing has changed.

The American public has been an apathetic mass for more years than I care to mention. And now that we are starting to wake up, we are fighting against each other. We do not seem capable of agreeing on anything. Even when it is in our own best interest.

I proclaim.
Neo-nazi's, come together and join Hippies.
You both want to say what you want. And free speech allows you that. So save free speech, and you can both have your say.
Communists and Democrats, come together! You can both mutually co-exist. Because any ideology can come together with any other, until we reach a concusses.

We may not agree. But that is not what dictates our survival. It is our ability to work together despite our differences that makes us powerful.

Do you want to be a part of the powerful party?
Then appreciate your fellow man and woman.

Know that you are only part of a whole.
We are all a part of the same Matrix.

And if we don't work together, we are all doomed.

A coworker once asked me what superpower I would I want if I could choose. She had received responses such as super-healing, telepathy, laser beam eyes, and the like. She knew I was nerdy enough to have given this thought , and wanted to know my choice. I asked if I had to pick one that already existed in a comic, or if I could make up one. She encouraged creativity, so I cast my mind back to the last piece of speculative science I had been researching and came up with this response.
I would appreciate being able to create a Nano-Electric Stratospheric Cloud of Arrow-Gel directly above me, allowing me access to all information within a 16 block radius. What I got from her then was a blank stare. The reply came after a long pause, "You're such a nerd", before the request to explain it in further detail.

Nano-electric Arrow-gel.
It's a conceptualized substance with the consistency of soap suds with nano-circuitry grown all over it. It moves about the stratosphere and uploads conciseness into itself, in order to migrate the consciousness of a species through an upload. Up in the stratosphere there's enough ambient energy flow to keep the Arrow Gel flowing around the planet like the jet-stream and keep the electricity going through static-electricity to keep these nano-modems going over time. Allowing for humanity to transfer itself into a more Gaian state of being through the inclusion of Virtual Reality interface to keep our minds occupied through day to day living. This would allow us, as a species, to integrate with a world wide consciousness. Computers and internet connectivity would be a thing of the past. This would replace it.
On the ground, we would live as our ancient ancestors did, nomadically. We would gather food, and construct shelters, and take care of each other throughout our lives. Whenever boredom sets in, we shut our eyes, and jack into the global mainframe. Within the global mainframe, we could simulate any and all states of being, through its index. I view this as a kind of technologically assisted Dreamtime on a global scale.

This scenario was constructed by Terrence McKenna during a psilocybin mushroom trip, in which he sat staring into the night sky having a "discussion" with the mushroom.
This was back in 1997, before the internet was as all-encompassing as it is now, but back then he described something that seems like a not so-distant possibility from my perspective.
I just got done listening to a series of his lectures entitled "Technopaganism at the End of History" in which he and Marc Pesce talk about how virtual reality may invertantly lead to an "archaic revival" in our species, but on a more advanced technological level.
The argument goes something like this:
We continue to evolve, and increase our complexity as a species, until our current patterns of behavior are too hazordous to ourselves, and we hit the reset button. This reset button activates a mainframe of some comic source, which backs up the data and sets a developing species back a few hundred thousand years. But only in regards to their physical interaction with their environment, their consciousness would be advanced as it is today, or more so. The "Archaic Revival" argument states that as our world and our lives grow ever more complex and fraught with confusion, the mental state of the average person casts itself back through the genetic memory in search of the last sane moment humanity knew, which exists back in ancient shamanic cultures. The Archaic Revival shows itself in pop culture with a renewed interest in tattoos, body piercing, and other forms of self-expression that were once used in ritualized societies.

This goes hand in hand with Peter J. Carroll's model of Psychohistory in which he shows the ebb and flow of aeonic paradigms. In this he argues the cyclical pattern of paradigms over time in relation to how humans view the universe around them. Starting from the aeon of the shamanic, he illustrates how magical paradigms rule for a period of time in history, up until the Transcendental paradigm takes over which gave birth to the religious aeon. After the height of the transcendental, the materialistic paradigm ramps up to start off the aeon of the Rationalist, which we are currently experiencing. The ideas of the rationalist are widespread with the advent of the industrial revolution, which started the need to explain everything within a Newtonian/Mechanical model of the universe. Modern science was born, and all the dogma it contained was carried over from the previous aeon. I say dogma only in the sense that if something cannot be proven by science, it cannot exist by established scientific authorities. This goes right along with monotheism of the religious aeon, where one deity ruled over all others through the control of popular opinion.
Following this ebb and flow of a trilogy of paradigms in Peter Carroll's model, we see that there is a repeating pattern. When one paradigm is at its height the other two are alternately ramping up, or decaying, in popularity. If this model has any basis in reality, then it suggests we are about to begin another paradigm shift, into the magical and shamanic once more. Considering our current perception of a world dominance and dominator culture through technology, I would take a guess that our technology will begin to reflect a more integration of humanity with a Gain model of chnscienceness, and competition and domination over each other will begin to fade over the next few years.
The Religious and Rationalist aeons will come back eventually, but it will be in a completely different form, and several hundred years from now. Now is when we embark on a Shamanic aeon that works with the new technologies, rather than technologies working for the will of the materialist paradigm.

I've found that as I watch the evolution of technologies around the world and the development of theories in the field of quantum physics, that not only is this a possible future, it seems a likely one. We have such a negative association with advancements of technology to cyborg status, but if one were to examine the definition of cyborg, we've been this way all of our modern lives.
Cyborg: A human who has certain physiological processes aided or controlled by mechanical or electronic devices.
Given this definition, humanity has been a cyborg population ever since the cotton gin was used on a mass scale. And we've been accelerating this tendency ever since.
The Borg villains from the Star Trek series are a dominator culture paradigm version of advanced cyborgs, pushing their will upon others in their march for perfection. It need not be that way, and I dare say it will not, as we leave behind the ideas of competition in the next aeon. We're ready to be explorers of the universe, and to leave behind the funk of an obsolete aeon. The competitive nature of capitalism seems more and more juvenile the more widespread information becomes. Fighting amongst ourselves is getting to be boring, and we all feel the need for something new, even if we don't know what it is. I hypothesize this feeling is a mental preparation mechanism for the paradigm shift that's to come.

So not only did I pick a "super power" that is useful to my personal mission of gaining information, but from my perspective is likely to happen in my lifetime for more people than just myself. And if the McKenna/Pesce predictions of virtual realities being a method of interaction with information, then all the other superpowers are possible too. Given the right interactions and perceptions as we head into this paradigm shift, anything can be possible.

There comes a time in an individuals life when they see something.

It could be a book that moves them. It could be a movie, or the nightly news. It could be the actions of another human, or something found from within. It could be an animal never seen, or a piece of technology. It could be a found connection between two ideas they never saw before. It could be something that defies explanation.

Whatever it may be, it changes the viewer, and it changes them forever.
Whether this change is for better or worse, is an entirely subjective argument. The point is that it changes them, and they will never view their reality the same way again.

They can try to rationalize it. Try to search for meaning in what they have seen. Look further for the "why" in their experience. Whether it's there or not, they search. Whether they find it, or not, they search. They search, and then, they re-search.

Once they have seen, they can never turn their back on it. They can never pretend it doesn't exist. No matter how much they want to look away, and no matter who else wants them to. No matter how much easier it is to "go along to get along" they choose a harder path because it is more truthful to them. A truth they cannot ignore. They do not continue to look just because they can, or they are allowed to, but because they are compelled to.

Like a phoenix rising from the ashes, they are re-born into a new person, and they leave their old self behind. Or perhaps a serpent, shedding the old skin for the new, becoming more true to themselves over time.

Beyond all stretches of the imagination, they are compelled by something bigger than themselves.

They are compelled.
That is why they do what they do.

This is why I do all that I do.
Because I saw something, and I am compelled to.

It was an interesting situation I had found myself in. By a series of previously unforeseen coincidences, I had arrived at the unlikely situation of being awake and totally sober at seven in the morning. At the time this was not uncommon, as I was working a graveyard shift in a management position at a grocery store, and heading home in the early hours was the norm. Anyone who knows me personally is aware of the fact that they should never attempt to call me before noon, as I will either not receive their call, or won't call them back out of sheer spite for the fact that they should know better.
This particular morning I was in a very self-assured attitude, and saw nothing that could deter my opinion that I was an awe-inspiring force to be reckoned with on an intellectual level. There have been times where this mentality has gotten me into a great deal of trouble, but on those occasions I was not justified in such a standpoint. On that day however, I was.
I had left my workplace as usual, and began the half mile walk toward my bus stop. I recall it was a brisk winter morning, and I was usually besieged by many homeless individuals, but not today. After all, it was Sunday, the day of our lord ironically enough.
Upon arriving at the bus stop, it was not unusual on this day that things were quite quiet. Most were not even awake yet, or if they were, they were prepping themselves for spiritual well-being at a local church or temple of some kind. Or in my case, preparing to go out amongst the masses and preach the supposed good word to the early risers who were leaving for work at such an ungodly hour. Or in my case, coming home from.
Waiting at the stop, I saw from the LED board that the bus would be another 20 minutes or so away from its arrival. This meant to me that, given my close proximity to the transit turnaround station, that I should see the bus heading in the opposite direction a few dozen minutes before it stopped in front of me. Which did not disappoint me only moments after my arrival at the bus stop in question.
After it faded from view, a man approached me, rather well dressed. I thought nothing much of it, as I had been approached by several distinct individuals over the course of my bus travels over the years. Some had been completely crazy, others with an agenda all their own, and the remainder had been street preachers and Jehovah's Witnesses. Even now I find it amusing that my word processor would correct my spelling of "Jehovah's Witnesses", as if this is so common a theme of individual that it warranted someone writing a piece of computer code needing to ensure that one would have no mistake in identifying these individuals in written format. This amuses me to no great amount of degree.
Upon coming within three or so feet of me, he asked if I had a moment of time to spare. Being the blatantly honest person I find myself to be a majority of the time, I said yes. He further stated that he would like to talk to me about God, that's "God with a capital "G", God" in case he thought I might be mistaken with another deity of some sort. Again, no objection on my part.
Don't get me wrong, I consort with deities on a regular basis, but for the sake of arguments this man meant "THE GOD" in big bold letters. This took me aback as I knew that he meant God as a Zeus figure, a grand father of all, and punisher. The disciplinarian, as it were. The contrast of which being, that I did not think of God in this way in the slightest.
It was, at this point, that this man launched into his obviously prepared speech about sins and repentance. About action and ramifications. I did indeed listen, quite attentively, as I had never encountered a person so vindicated in their belief system as this man. At least, not personally anyways. I had always assumed that they were an exaggeration of people that had existed at one time, not that they actually existed in the form that could be beheld by me in the flesh, before me. Not now, not in this time. But then again, here he was, in front of me.
It was not that I was listening to be agreeable, nor was I being simply passive, but I was listening and taking what he said into account of what I had learned since renouncing the Roman Catholic upbringing of my youth. My mother had always said that she didn't care what I believed, per se, just that I believed in something. Catholicism seemed a good standing point, so I was brought up that way. I had rejected it when I was sixteen, when it came time for my confirmation of faith. I decided at that point that, if God with a capital "G" was as they say he is, then I should be as honest as possible. That is to say that, if God exists, he would want me to worship him because I wanted to, and not out of fear of some sort of fire pit that awaited me. I could not imagine a being that created a universe to simple spite his subjects out of existence because they were not subservient enough. This didn't sound like a divine deity of absolute being to me. It didn't sound like someone who loved me no matter what.
I agreed with most of which this JW said, about the varied dualistic nature of the universe of which we all take for granted, as well as sin being only the disconnection from the big "G". But he came to a part of the Old Testament, which I took issue with, and refused to hold my tongue over. The man insisted to me that the death sentence was to be inflicted upon all those who disagreed with God's laws as set forth in the Ten, count them, Ten Commandments. If one was to not agree with these, the Ten Commandments, then the followers of the correct path would kill them. Essentially that murder is allowable if you are not a follower of the Jehovah's Witness protection racket, or something to that effect. I do take liberties in this description, but not many. Specifically the term, "racket" even though that is exactly what it seems to me. Extracting the guilt of an individual in order to use it against them to gain favor with your God, or Fairy Mob Father, as I call it.
I brought to his attention the Jesus proverb of "He who is without sin may cast the first stone." which is one of my favorites. Basically, in my understanding, the one who is closest to God should strike first. This is a paradox so it seems, the idea being that if you are close to God, you wouldn't throw a stone at someone in the first place. This point was lost on the man I was conversing with. It was then that I came up with an analogy, as I often times do when trying to converse with people.
I asked him, at this point, what his idea of the universe was and what God's relationship to it concerned. He went on to remark on how we should be the willing servants and slaves to God's will.
I, in response asked him what God's will was, and how we knew it. He quoted scripture that got us nowhere, and I proposed a solution. Rather randomly and ingeniously, if I might say so myself. One might call it a divine realization.
I asked him what he would do if he were God. And he told me that it was a sin to presume the will of God, even though I could plainly see that was exactly what he was doing. Rather than bring this to his attention, I continued.
I proposed to him a situation, in which, God was a computer programmer. His divine plan was a computer program, and we were the dualistic ones and zeroes that made up that program. I further speculated that God was using our computer program to discover the meaning of his own existence, as we do with computers currently, in one degree or another. The problem was that once the program was started, you could not interrupt it or interfere. This is because, thanks to quantum mechanics, you affect that which you observe. This being the case, God may have created us, and left us be until the point at which the program is supposed to end. That time has not come yet, so we have had no communication from God, and should be left to our own devices for now. At least until such a God says something to us.
He dwelt upon this for awhile before eventually responding. If he were God, he would want to help the individuals on the planet to achieve such an enlightened state that they might understand what his program was doing. In that way he would not be seperated from his subjects, but he assisting in their travels to divinity.
I had to point out to him that he had mentioned before that to presume to know God's will was a sin, because it implied a disconnection with the God figure which was what sin was originally in the Gnostic texts, even before Jesus Christ even existed.
He was aghast that I had stumped him. It was plain as the morning sun on his face. But before him or I had a chance to think up anything else, the bus had arrived. My bus had arrived. It was my time to leave.
I told him that if he wanted to continue the conversation, I would be there every Sunday at that time for the next few weeks, at the bus stop. He agreed to meet again.

That was nearly a year and 8 months ago. I have never seen him since.

Dreams of fire passion.
Magic dawns again for us.
Can you feel the heat?

The clay under you.
Is it you or her moving?
Yes it is you both.

Dragons to the east.
Hear my call to you all now.
You are more wise now.

I am a seeker.
Against turbulent mind winds.
How can I be here?

An s word is true.
The sword cuts in two ways now.
Duality is.

A tale of a life.
Is it not better to be.
Than is it not to?

A fun time is had.
Drinks are spilled and food eaten.
Such is a party.

Pining does not do.
Feel as that you have it now.
Then it shall wander.

Mercurial sight.
Morphic visions of angels.
Nothing is the same.

Took a photograph.
A still frame in my minds eye.
No soul was stolen.

It was mutual.
A balance of energy.
I keep inside me.

A thought form came in.
Said hello and kissed my cheek.
Cherish these moments.

Haikus are good fun.
Like wind they fly through untouched.
By mundane earth types.

Chaotic lifestyles.
Unscripted actions of one.
Never repeated.

Full moon behind clouds.
Hidden power reflected.
Off the sun of god.

Am I coming or.
Am i going to something?
Yes, no, both, either.

Moon beams charge me up.
The witching hour is nigh.
May light guide my soul.

Spells and sigils go.
My will be done now and made.
Spirit of complete.

Mourning in black garb.
For a part of myself gone.
Will it come back soon?

It may return or not.
Upon the whim of the winds.
Or on flames passion.

The water bearer.
What beckons his returning?
A call for dreamtime.

It could be fruitful.
Like the signs of the spring rain.
The sight of a sprout.

Haiku on cell phone
Sounds silly at first glance.
Effective use though.

What is a better way
To kill time at a bus stop
Than to create them?

An Explanation of an Anarchaotist.

When I find myself in the position of attempting to combine two ideas that resonate with me, I'll often times smash the words together and create a new word. Once the syllables are coherent, I define the word using elements of the previous two that jive with what I'm thinking.
I first created Anarchaotist (An-ar-kay-oh-tist) when I was posed with the questions in an online survey, regarding my political and religious views. I found that I didn't fit into any of the given responses, so I made one up. It wasn't the need to fit into a title or label, it was the fact that only I can define what my beliefs are. The combination of anarchism and chaotist/chaote, as I shall explain, is a view of the world that bears some consideration.

Anarchists have come to be known as the annoying kids with their faces covered during any protest. They are associated with provoking riots, as well as a negative association with all outside authority, while they ironically play right into the hands of an already waiting and instigated police state they are attempting to protest. Anarchy has come under strong opposition by those in power under the misguided notion that "order" (whatever that is) must reign over "dis-order" (whatever that is.) Rather than acknowledge that we live in a dualistic universe, we strive to recognize one thing as bad while another good, when we should see them for what they are. Just perspectives. In actuality, the two opposites need each other, because neither can exist without the other. We forget this basic fact of nature a lot. The pendulum always swings to the other extreme.
The true philosophical movement of Anarchism is represented in an avocation for the removal of state power from the few, and returning it to the average person. Common sense and a moral sense of responsibility would prevail on a personal level if people were allowed to come together in a functional society of their own freely developed morality. Seeing as how all our views of moral and ethical behavior have been handed down to us from the state or from long-obsolete religious structures which are maintained to keep a select few in positions of power. It has been argued that the Roman Empire never ended, just took the form of religious authority in order to more easily control the masses.

Chaotists or Chaotes are generally regarded as individuals who practice Chaos Magic, which places an emphasis on using belief systems as a tool to assist in acheiving the desired magical result. This allows the solo practitioner to discover for themselves new and unorthodox methods, rather than to blindly follow any group mentality, unless doing so would help them in the long run. Sigil-casting is an important, yet very basic skill involved in this method of magic,which involves altering one's own sub-concious toward a more benefitial state.

To find what constitutes morality for a person as an individual has never been widely investigated by society as a whole, as we are all corrupted to some extent by the ethics forced upon us from the outside stimuli or an authoritative structure of some kind. Only the intelligent and thoughtful anarchist has bothered to address this idea in a modern context. That we might all be perfectly capable of getting along with each other responsibly, if we would allow ourselves to, and deny outside authority their power over us. "We the people" seems to be a forgotten idea lately. I propose the so-called "libertarian" notion that I have the right to do what ever I want, provided I do not prevent someone else from doing whatever they want. The moment I prevent someone else from doing what they want, we should both be judged in context by a council of our local society. I'm unsure what form this theoretical society would take, but when I have an idea, I'll let you know.

The Anarchaote is an individual who uses magical systems of their own choosing, belief systems of their own choosing, and believe no authority over themselves should attempt to prevent that because they believe in no authority other than themselves for themselves. The idea being that anyone with power over you, has power over you because you let them in the first place. Self empowerment is one of the first things to learn on the Anarchaote path, and one must relearn it every so often.

It may seem arrogant to create a classification, but it was an exercise for myself to create this new term. Often times, I'll find people asking about my religious and political beliefs, and I'll not know what to say. I mean if I talked their ear off for an hour, they might understand a shred of what makes me tick, or just be bored. What people want is a taxonomy of sorts, a quick one-word answer to assist them in knowing where they stand with you. Something they could run a Google search on if they didn't get it. So I created a word that can be used to define who I am, at least for now. I reserve the right to change my belief systems at a whim, and that includes my belief in who I am.

The definitions:

Anarchaotism (An-ar-kay-oh-tism)
noun
belief in the abolition of all authoritarian models of society, to bring into being an organization of society based on voluntary, cooperative efforts of all members, and the inclusion of all systems of belief working together in an effort to better understand the universe, and humanity's place in it.


Anarchaotist (An-ar-kay-oh-tist)
noun
a person who believes in or promotes bringing about anarchaote ideas and practices