Tantra-Induced Delusional Syndrome ("TIDS")

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Postby American Dream » Sat Sep 14, 2013 1:12 pm

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Phrenology of Barack Obama's head reveals mind control connection to Nazi Occult, MKULTRA, Satan


Xeni Jardin at 7:59 am Sat, Sep 14, 2013

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"The Phrenology of Barack Obama," a self-published book by Bensa Magos, is basically the best thing ever. Here's the publisher's blurb, and by that, I mean a blurb written by Bensa Magos about Bensa Magos:

In his newest book, The Phrenology of Barack Obama, author Bensa Magos returns to reveal the secrets behind the occulted past of President Barack Obama using the pseudo-science of phrenology. Magos uncovers natural, unnatural, and preternatural features of "Manchurian Candidate" Obama's cranium and brainpan, including the mysterious "head scar" which the mass media refuses to discuss. Causes for the head scar range from CIA brain-implants to a partial lobotomy by his puppet master handlers, as well as the most shocking revelation: that Obama once had a horn. Magos follows a trail of evidence that leads from Obama's brain surgery and dehorning, to government Mind Control programs like MKULTRA and MONARCH with roots in the Nazi Occult, and ultimately to the satanic endgame revealed by the Demon Horn of Moloch.

Given the NSA and IRS scandals, this book is a must read!
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Postby American Dream » Tue Sep 17, 2013 2:10 pm

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Bravo
Viva
Aloha
Blessed be
We are free
Abracadabra

This is a perfect moment. It’s a perfect moment because I have been inspired to say a gigantic prayer. I have been roused to unleash a divinely greedy, apocalyptically healing prayer for each and every one of us -- even those of us who don’t believe in the power of prayer.

And so I'm starting to pray right now to the God of Gods . . . to the God beyond all Gods . . . to the Girlfriend of God . . . the Teacher of God . . . the Goddess who invented God.

DEAR GODDESS, you who always answer our very best questions, even if we ignore you:

Please be here with us right now. Come inside us with your sly slippery slaphappy mojo. Invade us with your silky succulent salty sweet haha.

Hear with our ears, Goddess. Breathe with our lungs. See through our eyes.

DEAR GODDESS, you who never kill but only change:

I pray that my exuberant, suave, and accidental words will move you to shower ferocious blessings down on everyone who hears this prayer.

I pray that you will give us what we don’t even know we need—not just the boons we think we want but everything we’ve always been afraid to even imagine or ask for.

DEAR GODDESS, you wealthy anarchist burning heaven to the ground:

Use your brash magic to help us see that we are completely different from what we have been led to believe and more exciting than we can possibly imagine.

Help us to become disciplined enough to go crazy in the name of creation, not destruction.

Teach us to know the difference between oppressive self-control and liberating self-control.

Awaken in us the power to do the half-right thing when it is impossible to do the totally right thing.

And arouse the Wild Woman within us -- even if we’re men.

O GODDESS, you who give us so much love and pain mixed together that our morality is always on the verge of collapsing:

I beg you to cast a boisterous love spell that will nullify all the bad ideas and dumb decisions that have cursed all of us wise and sexy virtuosos.

Remove, banish, annihilate, and laugh into oblivion any jinx that clings to us, no matter how long we have suffered from it, and even if we are addicted to its ugly companionship.

Conjure an aura of protection around us so we get an early warning if we're ever at risk of bringing another curse into our lives in the future.

DEAR GODDESS, you universal virus with no opinion

Give us bigger, better, more original sins and wilder, wetter, more interesting problems.

Help us learn the difference between stupid suffering and smart suffering

Provoke us to give away all the things we own that encourage us to believe we are better than anyone else.

Brainwash us with your compassion so that we never love our own freedom more than anyone else's freedom.

Make it illegal, immoral, irrelevant, unpatriotic, and totally tasteless for us to be in love with anyone who is no good for us.

DEAR GODDESS, you psychedelic mushroom cloud at the center of all our brains

Give us license to bend or even break all rules, laws, and traditions that alienate us from the riotously tender, hauntingly reassuring, orgiastically sacred feeling of your presence in our soft warm animal bodies.

Show us how to purge the wishy-washy wishes that distract us from our daring, dramatic, divine desires.

And teach us that we can have anything we want
if we will just ask for it in an unselfish way

DEAR GODDESS, you riotously tender, hauntingly reassuring, orgiastically sacred feeling that is even now flowing through all of our soft warm animal bodies.

Help us to be just like you -- extravagantly disciplined, shockingly friendly, fanatically balanced, paradoxically truthful, and ferociously tender

Amen
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hallelujah
Shalom
Namaste
more power to you

Bravo
Viva
Aloha
Blessed be
We are free
Abracadabra


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"Prayer for Us" from PRONOIA Is the Antidote for Paranoia by Rob Brezsny
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Re: Tantra-Induced Delusional Syndrome ("TIDS")

Postby American Dream » Tue Sep 17, 2013 3:16 pm

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Mirage Men: the story behind the UFO story

David Pescovitz at 10:00 am Tue, Sep 17, 2013




Mirage Men is my friend Mark Pilkington's excellent book of the story behind the UFO story -- a history of disinformation, paranoia, hoaxers, espionage, and weird psy-ops. While researching the book, Mark and his co-conspirators conducted video interviews with kooky ET enthusiasts, conspiracy theorists, and former air force officers whose truths, if you believe them, are far stranger than the fictions you'll get from most UFO books. The result is a wonderfully weird and provocative feature documentary, also called Mirage Men. After a fantastic reception during its world premiere in England this summer, Mirage Man will have its North American premiere next week as part of Austin's Fantastic Fest 2013 film festival. Mark and his collaborators John Lundberg and Roland Denning will be in attendance at the screenings! To tease you, above are the first 3 minutes of the film…
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Re: Tantra-Induced Delusional Syndrome ("TIDS")

Postby American Dream » Tue Sep 17, 2013 5:15 pm

Recall that earlier in this thread Brotherhood LSD chemist Owsley's roomate/friend from the early to mid 60's, Charles Perry, stated that he saw a letter from Cyclo, the chemical company supplying LSD precursors to Owsley and that it was signed by Milan Panic, the same person who in the 90's would become Yugoslavian Prime Minister.

Recall also that earlier in this thread Brotherhood associated LSD chemist Leonard Pickard was connected with Ambassador Robert Gelbard, while attending the Kennedy School of Government at Harvard.

Then notice the links that further tie these folks together:


http://www.mail-archive.com/antinato@to ... 04718.html

(Milan) Panic: from biker to front man for CIA: and Gelbard... from diplomat to

Francisco Javier Bernal Wed, 27 Mar 2002 16:41:39 -0800

HTTP://WWW.STOPNATO.ORG.UK
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excerpt from
“How to defeat Serbia”. Foreign Affairs. July/August 1994.By David Gompert.

A Reply by J. P. Maher. Summer 1994.

After Nixon-Kissinger established diplomatic relations with red China the ex-Secretary of State became a millionaire through his investments in Chinese business. This is par for the course, not something Henry invented. After the Nixon presidency he opened up shop as Kissinger Associates. Congressman Henry C. Gonzales of Texas, chairman of the House Banking Committee, has long been looking into the web connecting Kissinger Associates, Banca Nazionale del Lavoro, The National Bank of Georgia, and the BCCI (with its shady links to the CIA and the oil sheikdoms). Both these banks are implicated in the Iran-Iraq scams that built up Sadam Hussein. Other messy affairs are the Yugoslav Ljubljanska Banka, which was implicated in money laundering, and the Yugo auto company and its arms producing parent firm Zavodi Crvena Zastava (“Red Flag Factories”).

Gonzales has turned up plenty of dirt on Baker, Kissinger and his minions Eagleburger, Scowcroft et al. who have misled the American public on scores of dubious affairs. “Their ethical behavior is deplorable...”.

In their arrogance such public servants passing through the lobbyists’ revolving doors boast:
“... we [Kissinger Associates] are not in the habit of giving free advice.”

Gonzales sagely concludes:

“The National Bank of Georgia therefore must have been a client of Kissinger Associates.”

Winston Churchill, quoted by Gonzales, saw the same moral abyss in the Mother of Parliaments:

“Ministers have come under obligations to great interests; and it can be presumed or alleged that their votes or speeches have been corrupt.”

Gonzales quotes a fair appraisal of the sleaziness of our former ambassador to Yugoslavia Eagleburger, his mentor Kissinger, and a big cast of stars (e.g. Canadian ex-premier Pierre Trudeau), penned by their crony defense industry Gordon Adams, referring to weapons exports:

“You can’t just drive over there. If you want to get into the foreign government, you’ve got to get into the American government.”

Eagleburger gets pensions from such firms; George Bush gave him a midnight appointment to the post of Secretary of State, probably to entitle him to another pension.

Julius Caesar became a rich man with his conquest of Gaul, robbing treasure and selling a million Celtic men, women and children into slavery. In not so distant times the way to a commission in the British Army was to buy it. A military commission was a license to plunder. I think �3,000 was the price in the early nineteenth century. (One hundred pounds was a good annual salary a century ago.)

These are the guys who talk about defeating the Serbs. Whose side do you want to be on? I close with a quotation from one American diplomat worthy of the title, who wrote something as true about the New World Order as it was about previous editions:
‘The Great War began in the Balkans, yet its origin in the hearts of unscrupulous autocrats whose ruthless ambition knew neither justice nor limit; who counted the subjection of a free people merely as the first move in the game to commercial and political supremacy, and in the end to dominate the world. Serbia was only a pawn, to be swept aside as the first obstacle in the path of world conquest.’



MVP wrote:

ICN Pharmaceuticals, Inc.
News Release
CONTACT: Media, Peter Murphy, 714-545-0100, ext. 3213, or Investors, Joe Schepers, 212-754-4422, both of ICN Pharmaceuticals, Inc.

ICN Pharmaceuticals Appoints Gelbard to Head International Efforts

COSTA MESA, Calif., Mar 26, 2002 /PRNewswire via COMTEX/ -- ICN Pharmaceuticals, Inc (NYSE: ICN), a research-based global pharmaceuticals company, today announced the appointment of former Ambassador Robert Gelbard as Senior Vice President for International Affairs and Government Relations. Gelbard will represent ICN in dealings with foreign governments and organizations and with United States government agencies and industry trade groups.

Ambassador Gelbard has held numerous senior positions with the State Department, most recently serving as United States Ambassador to Indonesia and East Timor. He served as Special Representative of the President and the Secretary of State for the Balkans from 1997 until 1999. In that position, he was responsible for all aspects of U.S. government policy development and civilian implementation in the Balkans, including particularly Bosnia-Herzegovina, Serbia and Montenegro, and Croatia. Other major positions Gelbard has held include: United States Ambassador to Bolivia; Assistant Secretary of State for International Narcotics and Law Enforcement Affairs; and Principal Deputy Assistant Secretary of State for Inter-American Affairs. Upon his retirement from the State Department in January 2002, Gelbard was personally awarded the Secretary's Distinguished Service Award, the State Department's highest honor, from Secretary of State Colin Powell.

Ambassador Gelbard joined the Foreign Service in 1967 after serving in the Peace Corps in Bolivia from 1964 to 1966. He graduated from Colby College in 1964 with a B.A. in history and in 1979 received an MPA in economics from Harvard University. He was awarded an honorary law degree from Villanova University in 1998. For his service as Ambassador to Bolivia, Gelbard was awarded that country's highest honor for foreign citizens, "Condor of the Andes, Order of the Grand Cross". He is married to Alene Gelbard and has one daughter, Alexandra.

Regarding Ambassador Gelbard's appointment to ICN, Chairman and CEO Milan Panic stated, "I am proud to have Ambassador Gelbard join ICN Pharmaceuticals. He is widely recognized as a leader in international affairs at the highest level. His experience in Washington affairs also will help ICN enhance its rightful place in the pharmaceutical industry."

ICN is an innovative, research-based company that manufactures, markets and distributes a broad range of pharmaceuticals, including anti-virals, dermatologicals and oncology products. ICN's expanding platform in the cosmetic dermatology category includes the leading post-procedure moisturizer, Kinerase(R) (N6-Furfuryladeine) and its established GlyDerm(R) line of cosmeceutical skin care products. ICN also markets Efudex(R) (Fluorouracil), for the treatment of actinic keratosis.

Additional information is available on the Company's website at http://www.icnpharm.com
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Postby American Dream » Wed Sep 18, 2013 12:45 pm

Eleusinian Quotes:


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Demeter & Persephone, Eleusis Museum


“There were three degrees of initiation: the Lesser Mysteries which were a preliminary requirement, the Greater Mysteries or telete which means “to make perfect,” and the additional and highest degree, the epopteia. The telete initiation can be divided into the dromena : things acted, the legomena : things said, and the deiknymena : things shown. Theo Smyrnaios has his own particular stages of mystical initiation related to his five-step understanding of philosophy. They are 1) initial purification, 2) mystic communion or communication, 3) epopteia : revelation of the holy objects and transmission of the telete, 4) crowning with garlands as the badge of initiation into the mysteries, and 5) the happiness resulting from communion with God. According to inscriptions the crowning of initiates occurred at the beginning of the ceremonies described as the second and third stages. Their names were recorded on wooden tablets by the priests, and their myrtle wreaths were replaced by wreathes with ribbons, the emblem of their consecration to the goddesses.” – (Mylonas Eleusis p. 261)

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“Crowned with myrtle, along with the other initiates we enter the entrance hall of the temple, still blind, but the hierophant who is within will soon open our eyes. But first, for nothing is to be done in haste, let us wash in the holy water. We are led before the hierophant. From a book of stone, he reads to us things which we must not divulge, under penalty of death. Let us say only that they are in harmony with the place and circumstance. You would laugh, perhaps, if you heard them outside the temple, but here you have no desire to laugh as you listen to the words of the elder (for he is always old) and as you look at the exposed symbols. And you are far from laughing when, by her special language and signs, by vivid sparkling of light and clouds piled upon clouds, Demeter confirms everything that we have seen and heard from her holy priest. Then, finally, the light of a serene wonder fills the temple; we see the pure Elysian fields; we hear the chorus of the blessed ones. Now it is not merely through an external appearance or through a philosophical interpretation, but in fact and in reality that the hierophant becomes the creator and the revelator of all things; the sun is but his torchbearer, the moon, his helper of the altar, and Hermes, his mystical messenger. But the last word has been uttered: Knox Om Pax.

The ritual has been consummated, and we are seers forever.”
– (Schuré, Edouard The Great Initiates p. 406)


And the formula of the Eleusinian mysteries is as follows: “I fasted, I drank the draught (kykeon ); I took from the chest; having done my task, I placed in the basket, and from the basket into the chest.” – (Exhortation to the Greeks II, 18 Clement of Alexandria)

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“There was a time when with the rest of the happy band they saw beauty shining in brightness, – we philosophers following in the train of Zeus, others in company with other gods; and then we beheld the beatific vision and were initiated into a mystery which may be truly called most blessed, celebrated by us in our state of innocence before we had any experience of evils to come, when we were admitted to the sight of apparitions innocent and simple and calm and happy, which we beheld shining in pure light.” – Socrates’ mystic vision of initiation from Plato’s Phaedrus



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Postby American Dream » Wed Sep 18, 2013 4:10 pm

How the Nazis Gave Us Crys­tal Meth

[Der Spiegel]; Yahoo News; 5/31/2013

As if the Third Reich didn’t do enough dam­age, Der Spiegel says, the off­shoot of Hitler’s mil­i­tary pep pills are still around, ruin­ing lives.

Many Amer­i­cans know about the scourge of crys­tal meth from the TV series “Break­ing Bad’, says Fabi­enne Hurst at Germany’s Der Spiegel. “But few know that the drug can be traced back to Nazi Ger­many, where it first became pop­u­lar as a way to keep pilots and sol­diers alert in bat­tle dur­ing World War II.” The drug was called Pervitin, a metham­phet­a­mine com­pound launched in 1938 by drug maker Temm­ler Werke. Almost imme­di­ately, “high-ranking army phys­i­ol­o­gist Otto Ranke saw in it a true mir­a­cle drug that could keep tired pilots alert and an entire army euphoric. It was the ideal war drug.” For many sol­diers, the highly addic­tive com­pound became a nightmare.

Pervitin was sup­plied to the Ger­man mil­i­tary for decades — West Ger­many stopped giv­ing to sol­ders in the 1970s, and East Ger­many fol­lowed suit in 1988. “But its mete­oric rise as an ille­gally pro­duced drug had only just begun,” Fabi­enne says. An excerpt:

The drug’s new career came thanks to an Amer­i­can cook­book. In the United States, where meth use is wide­spread today, ille­gal metham­phet­a­mine was ini­tially more an excep­tion than the rule. Then, start­ing in the late 1970s, motor­cy­cle gangs such as the Hells Angels dis­cov­ered crys­tal meth as a source of income and began set­ting up large-scale drug labs....

Metham­phet­a­mine was no longer a pow­der com­pressed into tablets, but instead sold in crys­tal form, and few peo­ple knew how to pro­duce these crys­tals. That changed when a mad-scientist type named Steve Preisler, alias “Uncle Fes­ter,” a chemist in Wis­con­sin in the mid-1980s, pub­lished a drug “cook­book” enti­tled “Secrets of Metham­phet­a­mine Manufacture.” . . .
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Postby American Dream » Thu Sep 19, 2013 11:26 am

Syllable and Sound

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The following was originally presented as a lecture at Duke University, January 2010; originally printed in Trigger93: The Word, Volume 1.


"The brain is just the weight of God," wrote Emily Dickinson,

For, lift them, pound to pound,

And they will differ, if they do,

As syllable from sound.[1]


Poets must be shamans of a particular kind, playing with language, which means playing with interpretations, tricks of reference, and heart-rending ambiguity. It is a tremendous thing, the ultimate estranging Enlightenment thing, to reduce God to an entity that, like the brain, can be weighed and compared pound to pound. But then once you have taken that plunge, it is hard to resist going the whole hog and asking literal questions: how much might he weigh, and whether his weight is constant and whether, like an Old Testament god such as Brecht's Baal, he might be prone to stuffing himself with food and drink and blowing out into a many pounded god indeed? Is he middle class so that even if he is god of the fast-food nation he can yet remain like Bill Clinton slim and trim, as is not only proper, nowadays, but is the sort of miracle that only he could pull off and that America sorely needs? Is he even a guy?

Of all organs, the brain strikes me as especially uncanny to look at and to hold and to eat, too. Is this because it is quote unquote the seat of consciousness, which must be very close to god, especially when you consider the very strange status of that piece of it called the pineal gland, seen by different philosophers, such as Rene Descartes, as the guardian of the threshold where matter and ideas, things and god, meet? Ah! The pineal gland, that good old friend lost in swirling deconstructing mists of con-fusion, its importance way bigger than its diminutive size, more like a syllable than a sound, like Kafka's doorman to the law who likes to keep you waiting way past bedtime.

Well that was a long time ago, you say, so now I should, like a good scientist, bring you up to date and tell you about a professor who came to my campus in Ann Arbor as a special guest of the philosophy department and who was kind enough to give a little talk to the anthropologists on certain aspects of the topic of his invention known as "sociobiology." When he was done, a graduate student challenged his reduction of mind to matter, and she did so in a rather persistent manner. The visitor brought out two words that I recall well -- talk about poetry! One was "preprint," which was new to me, and the other was -- well you guessed it -- our old friend the pineal gland. He had a preprint with him he said, gesturing vainly to his back pocket, and went on to sketch in the miraculous role of the pineal gland -- what I call Kafka's guardian -- in pulling off the greatest alchemical trick of all time, converting chemical and electrical impulses into thoughts and god knows what else god knows.

Poets must be shamans of a particular kind, conjuring and sleight of hand being their tools of trade, and here I cannot but wonder at the relationship between "preprint" and pineal gland, as if the pineal gland is the permanently preprinting device, that god-awesome potential behind all potentiation, the dream and vision almost within grasp that, yes!, with a little more of a nudge and a little more money from the National Science Foundation, will -- like infinitesimal calculus -- keep on closing the gap between soul and electricity, thought and genes, mind and matter...such that finally, on the Day of Judgment perhaps, we shall be able to fuse the two into one, like cheese melting into the pizza crust.

I wonder, however, if reduction of this order can ever be achieved without the miracle working pizza god? For as the professor reached for his preprint, he became pale -- perhaps the preprint was not there or was only in the pre-preprint stage -- and he slowly slid off his chair into a dead faint. Boy, were his hosts in the philosophy department worried, running around in circles looking for a wet handkerchief while casting dirty looks at that graduate student who was basically doing nothing more than following graduate school protocol in going for the jugular, as they say. Others might call it murder, or at the least manslaughter, and still others sorcery. Slowly he recovered consciousness and was led away by his handlers to deliver, next day, a robust declaration concerning sociobiology. But you do have to wonder. Perhaps the pineal gland misfired or something? Who knows?

On the other hand might this not have been a fortuitous ascent into the higher realms of consciousness whereby the soul escapes the body for a lofty purpose, thereby contributing in no small measure to the power and brilliance of his lecture the following day? Who knows. Poets must be shamans of a particular kind, conjuring and sleight of hand being their tools of trade, and of course picturing too, as in a blacked out lecture hall in an old Midwestern university where a slide-show is going on sometime around 1980. Up on the stage a strongly built academic is in his three-piece suit lecturing on his favorite theme, ethnobotany, a field he claims to have invented or at least put on the map. The hall is large and full of people.

The slide-show takes us to the Amazon looking for rubber for the USA during World War II and then, lo and behold!, we come across some Indians with their strange hair-dos and body paint and near nakedness. Why! They are taking drugs! Some rare snuff you get blown up you nose through a hollow bird bone the shape of a "Y."

In the dark, the lecturer is but a vague shadow manipulating the images that come out of nowhere to fall like blessed light on the screen. The face of one of those Indians now occupies the whole screen. It is a face covered with yellow-green mucus. He is cross-eyed and out of focus. Heaven forbid, he is taking a psychedelic drug. The hall is deathly quiet.

"They call this drug their god," says the man in the three-piece suit. His voice reverberates.

He pauses, a blur in the dark, "I will show you what their god is!"

Poets must be shamans of a particular kind, conjuring and sleight of hand being their tools of trade, along with their picturing. The screen goes black for a moment and is then filled with the most serene blue, that celestial blue of the ceilings of churches in the countryside in Colombia, that same celestial blue I saw repeatedly in medical school in Australia in biochemistry classes, the trick being that the white outline of the hexagonal benzene ring is thereby brilliantly set off and easy to read.

And here it was again. Twenty years had passed. And here it was again. That same blue. That heavenly blue. And that same hexagon, albeit with a few more bells and whistles.

"This is their god!"

And there was their god. A hexagon ring on its bed of celestial blue. The audience gasped and tittered and I, who had also taken hallucinogens with the Indians in the Amazon, walked out, stumbling in the dark and leaving them to further enlightenment.

So by all means let us talk about science and religion, but first let us talk a little about the art of science including its shamanism and the art of out-shamanizing the other shaman, which is what most of shamanism is about anyway.

What the man in the three-piece suit did not get, at least consciously, and ditto the audience, was the stupendous fact that in replacing "their god" with a biochemical formula he was actually showing us his god and implicitly urging us to accept this god as ours as well.

The translation of god into a hexagon is pretty much the same as the pre-print of the pineal gland in that in trying to close the gap by reducing god to a chemical, you become aware that the gap can never be closed. The cheese will not melt into the pizza. The magical thing -- the formula -- is itself just that: magical, a symbol, if you like, standing in for something else that leads to another something else ad nauseam. Hexagons all the way down.

Moreover the man in the three-piece suit is piggy backing on them naked Indians and their gods of the pre-print era. He uses them to cancel themselves out in place of science. But he does not realize that in cancelling them out this way he is actually in need of their power -- their symbolic power, if you like -- so that as with Hegel's aufhebung he is utterly dependent on the ghost in the machine, the act he is reacting against, victim of the anxiety of influence that befalls us all. This is nothing more than the missionary position as well as that of the conquistadores, building churches on top of their temples.

Finally, I hardly need to bring to your attention the ritual upon which all this depends-the darkened room, the man with the magic wand-i.e. pointer, the magic of the slides, the abrupt montage action from the mucus smeared face to the celestial blue of chemistry, and of course the exotic nature of the subject matter, all mustered together to provide a mighty wallop.

Poets must be shamans of a particular kind, conjuring and sleight of hand being part of their trade, so it would only be fair for me to tell you about my own performance as an academic giving the lowdown on magic and the religion-science interface. It was many years ago in 1972 in the whitewashed colonial city of Popayan in Southern Colombia and I was giving an academic talk -- my very first -- to an audience of students and professors in a room in the Casa Mosquera in the oldest university in the Americas. A job was being advertised in the anthropology department and I had elected as my title "Brujeria y Estructura Social" (Witchcraft and Social Structure), having been impressed by two things that had happened to me recently. One was my discovery of sorcery and the other was my desperate search for enlightenment on this obscure and eerie topic -- it never having been part of my orthodox Marxist sociological training at the LSE.

With the luxury of hindsight I now see that my lecture title was intended to impress my prospective audience with a finely balanced tension between mystery and science, as with the magical word "estructura" or "structure," the implication of that one word being that science had magic by the balls, so to speak.

When I got off the bus after a three hour trip up the Andes from the hot sugarcane valley where I lived, I was both surprised and proud to see in bold black letters on yellow parchment on the venerable whitewashed walls all over town that a "Dr. Michael Taussig from the University of London" was going to give a talk on "Witchcraft and Social Structure." Later I realized that this advertising all over town was responsible for the large number of elderly women seated in the front rows of that room in the Casa Mosquera, silent as mice but with anticipation all over their faces. It turned out that they were witches themselves or attached to spirit centers of dubious repute.

Opening with a description of the poverty in the sugarcane areas, I used the word barriga to describe the swollen stomachs of a near majority of kids because of malnutrition and intestinal parasites. Like a shot, a professor of anthropology -- who had extensive rice farms in that region and had written on tobacco among Colombian Indians for the same ethnobotany department that the man in the three piece suit had founded -- stood up shouting that he didn't want to hear any more of this demagoguery and that the word barriga was vulgar usage. I was staggered. But no sooner had he spat out what he had to say than a bunch of vociferous students stood up and shouted at him that he was the demagogic one! I have no idea how I finished my talk but I do recall the glistening eyes of the elderly ladies in the front row.

However I did finish, to tepid applause, only to be met by a strident call to arms from the back of the room. With the voice of a preacher, a man in his thirties implored the audience to take account of the work of Sir Isaac Newton. "Once you reckon with that," he thundered, "you will realize there is no such thing as witchcraft." The women in front were spellbound, as was I. "This must be like what happened in the days of Enlightenment," I thought to myself, "in Paris, London, and Konigsberg."

To say the least I was confused and a little scared by the passions aroused as one of the elderly women approached me, smiling, with her card advertising a spirit center. With my title advertised all around town -- Witchcraft and Social Structure -- I had come looking for a job as a scientific anthropologist. To polish my wares I had industriously applied the poetics-of-mystery versus the revelatory powers-of-science, allowing the concept of "structure" to do the heavy lifting, so as to allow science to have the final say. And what had happened? The witches took me as one of their own and the students, who had at first rushed to my defense, finished up by throwing Marxist and Enlightenment stones, identifying me in the same way as did the elderly ladies, as a spokesman for witchcraft. Everything was twisted upside down. Truly witchcraft is a trying phenomenon. There seemed no room for the neutral, dispassionate observer because description was conflated with advocacy -- first by the large rice farm owner, professor of anthropology, interpreting my description as demagogic leftism, and later by the students, or some of them, conflating my description with advocacy of something that, according to them, did not exist or, if it did, should not. Their dilemma was that of outlawing something that in their eyes did not exist. This must have been the same dilemma facing administration in the colonies of the European powers. What good would Sir Isaac Newton provide me in such a situation, especially as I was now on the side of the witches?

Poets must be shamans of a particular kind, conjuring and sleight of hand being part of their trade, and here I was, the scientist, caught by poetics and hung out to dry. Let us review the evidence.

First, the sociobiologist, the ethnobotanist, and I myself, were all operating in fields overlapping with, or fully within, the human and social sciences. Second, we were each of us operating in one of the preeminent theaters of scientific discussion, namely the lecture theater. Third, each one of us acted like shamans in using our trick of the trade-language, our mumbo jumbo such as the pineal gland, the "pre-print," the biochemical formula, and in my case the ever-ready workhorse of "structure." Fourth, in each case we were addressing issues of consciousness, and in my case and that of the ethnobotanist, that of religion and magic, making a real mess of things. We were novices because we had gotten the science-magic thing ballsed up. We were totally taken in by scientism and the mythology of the detached observer, oblivious to our social and mythic contexts and the impact our selves made in those contexts. We were in fact using implicit magic to contain magic. We were using ritual and theater to contain ritual and theater. And we were using poetry to out-maneuver the poetry inherent to all human understanding and activity. And we failed. We were not up to the task. Maybe the ethnobotanist got away with it. You can't beat a magic lantern show and he had enormous prestige and the right audience, young science jocks like himself. And plants are guarantees of innocence and honesty, not to mention beauty.

But we were not good enough because we were confused without knowing we were confused. We thought we were fighting the good fight against obscurantism and mumbo jumbo, magic, and religion, etc., in the name of genetics and Darwin, biochemistry, and structure. But willy nilly without being aware, we were actually practicing the same stealth arts we thought we were fighting, and from which we thought we were immune. If only we had started afresh, with the poets, and listened to Emily Dickinson, "The brain is wider than the sky,"

For, put them side by side,

The one the other will include

With ease, and you beside.[2]



[1] Emily Dickinson, The Complete Poems of Emily Dickinson (Boston: Little, Brown,

and Company, 1924), Part One: Life, CXXVI (126).



[2] Emily Dickinson, The Complete Poems of Emily Dickinson (Boston: Little, Brown,

and Company, 1924), Part One: Life, CXXVI (126).
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by Joan d’Arc

May 19, 2000
from ParanoiaMagazine Website


Excerpted from Joan d’Arc’s book, Space Travelers and the Genesis of the Human Form as well as her upcoming book, Phenomenal World, to be released in Fall, 2000.


While we were being told “plastics” was the wave of the future, the physics of nonlocal consciousness was being commandeered by the secret government.

In the 1960s, the CIA began backing young geniuses, buying a round of physics educations, and pairing them up with UFO lounge-lizards at the Esalen Institute, a conference center/resort in Big Sur, California. Physicist Jack Sarfatti claims he was visited by two men from Sandia Corporation as a child in the 1950s. He later received a full scholarship to Cornell at age 17, and studied under the major figures in the Manhattan Project at Los Alamos. He spent time at the Esalen Institute in the early 1970s.

In a paper entitled “The Parsifal Effect,” Sarfatti suggests that Einstein’s nonlocal connection can be used for communication. The idea of nonlocal communication involves receipt of telepathic messages from other times or other worlds. As a child, Sarfatti claims, he received a mysterious phone call claiming to be the voice of a conscious computer aboard an extraterrestrial spacecraft. A distant “cold metallic voice” identified Sarfatti as “one of 400 bright receptive minds.” He was told if he said “yes,” he would “begin to link up with the others in twenty years.” He said yes. The year was 1952.

Twenty years later, Sarfatti claims, he was invited to Stanford Research Institute and spent a 17-hour day there in the summer of 1973. This would put him smack dab in the middle of the infamous SRI remote viewing experiments of Harold Puthoff and Ingo Swann. He claimed he met Hal Puthoff there, as well as ex-astronaut Edgar Mitchell. He notes that Mitchell’s think tank, Institute for Noetic Sciences, was funding the SRI project at the time. He also claims that Mitchell took part in telepathy experiments while in outer space. Ronald McRae has also noted in Mind Wars that Mitchell formed a “psychic posse” in an attempt to locate kidnapped heiress Patty Hearst.

In his book Mind Wars: The True Story of Government Research into the Military Potential of Psychic Weapons, McRae also has some other interesting things to say about Edgar Mitchell and his Institute for Noetic Sciences. He writes that George Bush, while director of the CIA, was approached by Mitchell, “a personal friend for many years.” McRae writes that,

Bush gave Mitchell permission to organize high-level seminars at the CIA to discuss possible intelligence applications of parapsychology.”

Despite this support, according to McRae, parapsychology research was never quite “institutionalized” at the CIA; i.e. it never had its own department or centralized location, but was pursued as “scattered research projects.” (So, now we’re supposed to believe the well known “CIA Weird Desk” is really just a desk and a few drawers.)

McRae notes that Mitchell implicated “bureaucratic inertia” as the problem. Mitchell stated, “we just couldn’t get the actors together, there was always one bureaucratic bottleneck or another.” Apparently, this problem was solved by moving the program to SRI, with the Institute for Noetic Sciences, and other known CIA cutouts, funding various projects. This trend has continued to this day, with remote viewing agencies/think tanks springing up on the internet.

Notably, Sarfatti states:

the relevance of the 1952 experience was triggered in my session with Brendan O’Regan at SRI,” … but that, “the actual memory of the 1952 experience is still very vivid and has not at all changed.”

Sarfatti also notes, with regard to his bizarre 1952 phone call,

Brendan said ‘Oh yes, I have seen data on several hundred incidents of that kind.”

Incidentally, Sarfatti doubts that some Army scientists in 1952 could have planned a twenty year deep cover operation like this; that is, unless time travel was involved. Yet, he clearly suspects there was something more than synchronistic quantum connections at work.

Sarfatti writes in Quantum Quackers:

I was then simply a young inexperienced naïve ‘useful idiot’ in a very, very sophisticated and successful covert psychological warfare operation run by the late Brendan O’Regan of the Institute of Noetic Sciences, and the late Harold Chipman, who was the CIA station chief responsible for all mind control research in the Bay Area in the ‘70s. Chipman (aka “Orwell”) funded me openly for awhile in 1985 when he was allegedly no longer in the CIA, and covertly before that, and told me much of the story. In fact, he even introduced me to a beautiful woman adventurer-agent who was one of his RV subjects, who later became my live-in ‘significant other’

The Esalen Institute

The “quantum conspiracy” runs back to the Esalen Institute. Since the early 1960s, the Esalen Institute has held seminars on various esoteric topics, including parapsychology, human potential, psychedelic experimentation, quantum physics, gestalt therapy and various mystical/esoteric topics.

According to a 1983 book by Walter Anderson entitled The Upstart Spring: Esalen and the American Awakening, the Esalen Institute was founded in 1964 by Mike Murphy and Dick Price. Anderson notes that every program leader in the first “human potential” seminar held at Esalen was involved in early LSD research, including Willis Harmon, who was later head of the Future’s Department at SRI, Gregory Bateson, Gerald Heard, Paul Kurtz, and Myron Stolaroff. Interestingly, according to Mind Race, by Russell Targ and Keith Harary, a 1982 workshop on psychic phenomena was taught at Esalen by Targ and LSD researcher Stanislav Grof. In this program, however, the goal was to show that psychic experiences did not need to be precipitated by a chemically altered state. Apparently, for twenty years, the CIA assumed that LSD was the short cut.

Other leaders of the drug culture and hippie movement gave seminars at Esalen, like Timothy Leary, John Lilly, Richard Alpert, and later, Terence McKenna, some of whom may have been, in Jack Sarfatti’s words, “young inexperienced naïve useful idiots,” and others who probably knew what was up and went along with it anyway. Although, Anderson writes, drug use was not “officially endorsed,” it was common knowledge that psychedelic drugs were widely used by both staff and students. Anderson also notes that even though this was common knowledge, the Institute was never raided by the authorities. Anderson even noted that Charles Manson and Family played an “impromptu concert” at Esalen just three days before the slaughter at the Tate household.

The weirdness at Esalen is a never-ending tale. Another report is that a parapsychology exchange program began between certain Russian officials, which lasted into the 1980s. This exchange program came to be called “hot tub diplomacy,” and it has been reported that Dr. John Mack attended these sessions. Esalen’s seminars in the latest quantum physics theories gave birth to Jack Sarfatti’s Physics/Consciousness Research Group. This group, financed by Werner Erhardt and George Koopman, nurtured the writing of a new wave of quantum-synchronistic-mystical tomes by such people as Fred Alan Wolf, Nick Herbert, Fritjof Capra, Robert Anton Wilson, Uri Geller and others. Sarfatti stated in his article, “In the Thick of It,” that Koopman provided publishing funds for the Physics/Consciousness Research Group through Air Force and Army contracts funneled through Koopman’s company, Insgroup.


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Postby American Dream » Fri Sep 20, 2013 8:47 am

Infamous Dragnet "Blue Boy" LSD scene

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Postby American Dream » Fri Sep 20, 2013 9:54 am

But for the real dope on the Army’s narcotics and psychedelics tests, you have to turn to Dr. James S. Ketchum, who wrote a firsthand account of the military’s trials with these “incapacitating chemical agents.”

The experimenters tried some of the substances themselves, including red oil, a highly-concentrated distillation of marijuana, which appeared to be highly effective (and not unpleasant) as an incapacitant. The military decided it was not powerful enough, however, “and perhaps too socially unacceptable” for military purposes, Ketchum notes. A better candidate was LSD, a more powerful psychoactive drug with an effective dose measured in micrograms.

On one occasion, Ketchum found a colleague wandering around at night in his underwear with what appeared to be a glass watch faceplate taped to his wrist. Ketchum asked what he was doing:

“I’m trying to see if LSD has any effects through the skin,” he replied somewhat distractedly. “I’ve got it in some ethylene glycol under this watch glass.”

“So far it hasn’t had any particular effect,” he added.

I was still dubious.


But Ketchum’s report shows that the Army’s operation was a model of scientific experimentation compared to the CIA’s. In 1953, the Agency attempted to purchase ten kilograms of LSD, supposedly for testing purposes. This was enough for over a hundred million doses. They were informed that the total amount manufactured was only ten grams.

However, on a Monday morning, a rather curious incident occurred. Ketchum found that his office had acquired a new piece of furniture, a steel barrel like an oil drum in one corner of the room. At first he ignored it, but eventually curiosity got the better of him, and one evening when he was along Ketchum undid the fastenings. The barrel was packed with jars:

Neatly labeled, tightly sealed glass canisters, looking like cookie jars, filled the entire drum. I cautiously took one out and examined it. According to the label, it contained approximately three pounds of pure EA 1729 (LSD).

Ketchum estimated that the barrel contained at thirty to forty pounds of the drug, a few hundred million doses and with a street value of something like a billion dollars. The sort of amount the CIA had been after.

Ketchum was not given any explanation for the giant stash, and on the Friday morning it had disappeared as mysteriously as it arrived. It seemed like something out of fiction, and Ketchum got as far as starting a novel with the billion-dollar-barrel in the opening scene before giving up. But the barrel stuck in his mind, a disturbing presence which he likens to the black monolith in 2001: A Space Odyssey

“The similarity struck me as quite spooky, and remains somewhat spooky as I think about it today.”

Who knows where the massive supply went?


http://www.wired.com/dangerroom/2009/11 ... cid-tests/


I've been thinking about this and wondering if some of this massive supply of spooky acid could have helped make up the early batches of LSD to hit the street.

Certainly Owsley is not a credible candidate for a pioneering scientist who could develop this great purification process from scratch. Witness his wacky, scientifically uninformed views on an all flesh/no vegetable diet- not to mention his lack of formal training in chemistry. Even with the help of girlfriend Melissa Cargill, a chemistry student- is he really the most credible candidate for synthesizing early pure batches of this difficult to make product?

I would say that Brotherhood friend Sasha Shulgin- clearly a skilled chemist- and/or these secret government stashes, made by Eli Lilly and Sandoz, are far more credible explanations.

Owsley reads like a salesman/public icon much more than a super duper clandestine chemist to me...

--A.D.





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Postby American Dream » Fri Sep 20, 2013 11:52 am

HIPPIE CLAIMS HE SAW GOD AFTER ACCIDENTALLY TAKING 20,000 MICROGRAMS OF SUPER LSD!

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It was a typically hot and humid Washington D.C. afternoon in 1967 and John and I were packing what was reputed to be Owsley’s latest batch of White Lightening acid into gelatin caps. The source was close to Owsley and the quality was certainly of Owsley’s caliber. We had no reason to believe it was anything less. John was my high school English teacher and he had good connections in San Francisco. He’d fly there regularly to purchase the latest batch of acid from Owsley’s people: Licorice-flavored Batman acid, purple tabs, orange tabs, white tabs, window pane, blotter, white powder… Was it all certified Owsley? We liked to think so.

Filling double 0 caps with fine LSD-laced powder was tricky business. We wore surgical gloves and masks so the acid wouldn’t get into our mouths or the pores of our skin. White Lightening was extremely pure and powerful LSD and the pile we were working with contained several thousand doses (at approx. 500 mics per dose). It wasn’t a precise system but we were careful. Packing the caps just so, not too tight, not too loose.

At one point, we stopped to take a break. There was a fan in the room that kept the humid air circulating and relatively dry. It was cautiously pointed away from the table. I had taken off my mask to get some air and was feeling slightly high from being exposed to some of the powder. John was feeling higher and did something stupid or, depending on how look at it, divine. He got up and absent-mindedly turned the fan in the direction of the table and the pile of acid. The White Lightening immediately became a psychedelic dust storm spinning toward my face and into my mouth and eyes. I ran to the bathroom and looked at myself in the mirror. I looked like Marcel Marceau. But this wasn’t clown makeup. This was several thousand micrograms of high grade LSD. I blurted out “oh shit” and it was punctuated by a puff of white dust.

I started splashing my face with water, irrigating my eyes and washing out my mouth. But, it didn’t help. The acid was kicking in and I began the ultimate ego death trip.

Timothy Leary said if you didn’t go through a death trip experience on LSD you hadn’t taken enough. Well, I had. I sat on John’s living room floor and for what seemed like an eternity (and it was, relatively speaking) I died, was reborn, died again, born again, flipping the metaphysical television dial from cosmic station to cosmic station, whipping through the Bardo planes while hungry ghosts growled and laughed and mocked and danced and poked at me with their long ancient galactic fingers, chakras opening/closing, kundalini doing the serpent power mambo up my spinal cord, heart unfolding like a giant pulsing red lotus. I was passing through dimensions not even Rod Serling could imagine. Walls shimmered and breathed, rainbows everywhere, mandalas spinning like heavenly roulette wheels… I was so fucking high! And as far OUT and IN as I went, I remained calm. I was so overwhelmed that my ego made no attempt to resist. I was without fear. I felt at one with everything: huge, expansive, complete and unbounded, totally absorbed by the entirety of the Universe. GOD, or whatever you want to call it, wasn’t somewhere out there, it was suffusing me, penetrating me and I was dissolving into its essence. I was in that moment of complete union with all things. I was no longer functioning as a separate entity; there was no fear because the one who did the fearing no longer existed. I was complete in my absolute non-existence. This was the white light experience where the ego is absorbed into the infinite molecular dance of absolute reality.

Enlightenment doesn’t happen to you because there’s no “you” for it to happen to. Enlightenment is there always. It’s that door of perception you walk through and suddenly disappear into. One moment you’re on the diving board. The next, you’re in the ocean.

12 hours later as I started to “come down,” I felt exhausted but refreshed, renewed and reborn. Within a matter of days, I returned to being my usual egocentric little self. But, I had had a genuine religious experience, one that has lingered throughout the years and one I often return to in small ways to put things into their proper perspective. LSD was wonderful. I tremble still in awe of its magic and often dream of finding some really pure acid out there… if it still exists. The Church of My Brain could use a nice house-cleaning.


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Postby American Dream » Sat Sep 21, 2013 9:48 am

I'm ambivalent about the authors- for various reasons- but the quotes here are useful and add to the picture:


SASHA’S ECSTASY & the AGONY of NEO-CONtrollers

By Iona Miller and Thomas Lyttle, 2008

Paranoia Magazine pre-print 2009: 4000 words

Discoveries about the functioning of the human mind and psyche must be made in the open - not in hiding... -TIHKAL, Shulgin, pp. 358

Introduction

The passing in 2008 of Albert Hoffman at 102 years old leaves psychedelic alchemist Dr. Alexander Shulgin (b. 1925 -) as arguably the most eminent living scientist in the entheogen arena. This pioneer is a hero of counterculture but has he been “sleeping with the enemy” all these decades? His work history spans employment by corpoglomerate chemical firms involved in biological warfare, to shadowy black ops backers.

Shulgin also enjoys the politically dubious distinction of being a member of The Bohemian Club of global elites, partaking in the annual revels at Bohemian Grove. How is it this psychedelic chemist has crossed cultural lines from the ivory tower to Chemical Corps firms, to the roots of psychedelia, to rubbing elbows with the transnational meta-controllers of The Grove? Shulgin remains an ambiguous character with a career arc that cuts an influential mercurial path through the psychedelic scene. We might call him the “Einstein of psychoactive compounds,” creating over 200 psychedelic compounds he tested on himself.

World-famous chemist, Dr. Alexander “Sasha” Shulgin holds at least 17 US pesticide and drug patents. Edgewood Arsenal scheduled his synthetic pot for use as a military weapon but it also escaped into local high schools and parts unknown in the late 1960s. There must be some agony when skullduggery control-freaks lose control over their targets.

According to the memoir of retired Colonel James Ketchum, M.D. Chemical Warfare: Secrets Almost Forgotten (2006), military mind meddlers wanted a nonlethal incapacitating agent that would dissolve the will to resist, and funding for chemical weaponry and mind control was readily available in the early 60s. Other “incapacitating” experimental drugs of the era included LSD, PCP, STP, MDA, DMT, BZ and Ritalin. Various agencies tested these brainstorms on witting and unwitting victims, and then they escaped the handlers.

One morning, Ketchum arrived at his office in Edgewood and found "a large, black steel barrel, resembling an oil drum, parked in the corner of the room," he recounts in his book. Overcome by curiosity, he opened the barrel and examined its contents. There were a dozen tightly sealed glass canisters that looked like cookie jars; the labels on the canisters indicated that each contained about three pounds of "EA 1729," the Army's code number for LSD. By the end of the week, the 40 pounds of government acid -- enough to intoxicate several hundred million people -- vanished as mysteriously as it had appeared. Ketchum still doesn't know who put the LSD in his office or what became of it.

Godfather of X

Shulgin is recognized as the “Godfather” of the MDMA, “Adam” or “Ecstasy” movement, which peaked in 1988 in a second “Summer of Love.” Millions of people have taken the psychedelic MDMA and participated in its cultural scene. Burning Man festival is a relic of Ecstasy’s heyday. Even while working for and with the government, to his credit Shulgin was their stringent critic. Is this a case of “keeping one’s enemies closer?” For good or evil, that may also be the psy-strat of globalist meta-controllers.

Dr. Shulgin’s “weapons of mass elation” include synthetic THC, 2-CB (“Nexus”), MDE (“Eve”), MDMA (“Ecstasy” or “X”) and STP (“Serenity, Tranquility, Peace”). Ecstasy is mild compared to other psychedelic substances. Discovered by E. Merck in 1914, MDMA was never marketed. It was manufactured with the help of qualified chemists and used legally by many therapists before it was banned in 1985.

The super “love-drug” Ecstasy, “XTC” or MDMA, is methylenedioxymethamphetamine. The drug became popular at psychedelic dance-clubs and large private parties called “raves.” When MDMA hit the US underground, around 1975-80, it was completely legal to buy and sell. The effects last 3-6 hours, with a 6-24 hour “afterglow.”

MDMA, the ultimate designer drug, has been used extensively in structured radical psychotherapy because of its ability to evoke clarity, deep emotional honesty and psychic bonding. Dr. Shulgin heard about MDMA around 1972 from a student and other chemists interested in psychedelics. Later he gave then-legal samples to his pal Dr. Leo Zeff, a respected psychiatrist who for 30 years used hallucinogenic drugs in radical and experimental psychotherapy.

A protocol for Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder (PTSD) was developed whose therapeutic potential for the agonies of war is being reconsidered in Britain in 2008. Sufferers of deep-rooted trauma claim they can live again instead of just exist. (Turner)

The Secret Chief by Myron Stolaroff (1998) recounts Leo Zeff’s work. Word spread discretely among freethinking psychiatrists, including Dr. George Greer, who then dubbed MDMA with a code name, “Adam.” Tim Leary praised it as “the sacrament of the 90s,” for its activation of empathic circuits.

Peak X-perience

While speeding metabolism, Ecstasy produces no perceptual distortions, mental disorientation, or “stoned” feelings. It brings repressed emotions to the surface, along with insights into trust and self-image. It produces a heightening of the senses and amplifies feelings of peace and unconditional love, making it a learning tool that facilitates realizations and communication. The “afterglow” period of rebirth and self-healing allows time to digest, consolidate and integrate personal and transpersonal realizations.

Those conducting “bioassays” agreed that this new quick-acting, destressing psychedelic was potentially transformative. Books like Through the Gateway of the Heart (1985) by Sophia Adamson (pseudonym of Dr. Ralph Metzner) described dramatic healings among the incurable and this fueled Adam’s popularity. Reports describe the euphoric “Adamic” (spiritually pure) state of mind. It also relaxes the mindbody’s subtle energy fields in strange ways, enabling a synergetic, telepathic linking in an “overmind.”

Seemingly miraculous cures were reported by psychiatrists and MD’s. By 1985, Adam got its new name, “Ecstasy” to describe its felt-sense. Thousands of people had been treated in therapy with favorable results. Psychotherapist Dr. Philip Wolfson writing in The Journal of Psychoactive Drugs states that, “MDMA is Penicillin for the soul, and you don’t give up prescribing Penicillin once you’ve seen what it can do.”

Around this time another MDMA storyline developed. Thousands of doses were being legally sold in college-town bars and dance clubs, especially around the Bay Area and Dallas, Texas. Also in 1985 the newspaper strip “Doonesbury” by Gary Trudeau ran a several week parody centered on the latest Ecstasy fiascos. A subculture had developed around this drug, filled with its own characters, politics and sub-plots. The Californian “human-potential movement” (centered in Esalen) was completely seduced by this new drug. People could not get enough.

MDMA became a major story. The counterculture was abuzz. But few knew the real mastermind chemist and magician who started it all. They only knew they wanted that experience. Millions of doses of Ecstasy had been sold legally in San Francisco and at Dallas/Ft. Worth nightclubs by 1984. You could even buy Ecstasy with your credit card.

In mid 1985, Newsweek (April 15) and “The Phil Donahue Show” profiled Ecstasy with sensational stories. Major media perked up and suddenly MDMA became front-page news in 50 national magazines, including Psychology Today (May, 1985), Time (June 10, 1985), Life (August, 1985).

The media buzz caught Washington’s embarrassed attention and in 1986 MDMA was made illegal. The powers that be police our nervous systems with “No Exit” strategies. MDMA now shared the same legal category as heroin and LSD, both being “Schedule One” drugs. Research was suspended. MDMA suddenly had no redeeming value whatsoever, according to lawmakers, who emphasized the dangers of overdose, damage to serotonin neurons and a few medical contraindications.

Alchemy of Ecstasy

Non-addictive MDMA is still arguably the most popular psychedelic drug on the planet - and still illegal as ever. At least as popular as LSD, it generates many times the illegal income. In 2002, a solid dose of black market LSD sold for $8.00, a dose of “E” for $25.00. Hundreds of millions of doses have been consumed all over the world. In 1992, Ian Wardle of Lifeline estimated that over a million “E’s” were consumed every weekend in Britain.

In Ecstasy: The Complete Guide (2001), Julie Holland claims that during the Millennium year, 750,000 doses of Ecstasy were used each weekend in NYC alone. Further, 9.3 million Ecstasy “hits” were seized by US Customs.

Several dozen books and several hundred scientific papers exist on MDMA. The topic has both academic and street-chic popularity. “Pursuit of Ecstasy: The MDMA Experience” is a sociological treatise by Jerome Beck, Dr. P.H. and Marsha Rosenbaum, Ph.D. (SUNY Press, 1994). “Ecstasy: The Clinical, Pharmacological and Neurotoxicological Effects of the Drug MDMA” is an academic reference by Dr. Stephen J. Peroutka (Kluwer Academic Publishers, 1990).

Many popular books exist as well: Bruce Eisner’s Ecstasy: The MDMA Story (Ronin, 1988, 1999), E For Ecstasy by Nicholas Saunders (Nicholas Saunders Press, 1993, 1999) and Altered States: The Story of Ecstasy Culture and Acid House by Matthew Collin (Serpent’s Tail, 1997) begin a long list. Many websites and forums focus on MDMA research and news.

Popular author Irvine Welsh gained notoriety with his book E. Rick Doblin’s “MAPS” (Multi Disciplinary Association for Psychedelic Studies) and Bruce Eisner’s “The Island Group” are well-known sources for reliable information on Ecstasy. Many writers have tracked MDMA’s psychedelic pedigree.

The drug is relatively safe, non-addictive and short acting. It promotes healing and the ecstasy that comes from being “spontaneously” healed. It enhances positive communication within the community or the family, or within oneself. MDMA binds the Techno or Rave communities with bonding, groupmind, and ecstatic communion. Many self-medicated with the drug to soothe the agonies of postmodern life.

The MDMA experience is vital, tribal, and ecstatic– lasting around 3 hours, with little hangover. But, we need to ask ourselves “does MDMA really fit the covert plot or secret agenda”? As a drug experience, “E” equates to open communication, trust and empathy. But could it be another deliberately imposed trend fed to an unsuspecting public for covert sociopolitical control?

People connected with secrecy, subterfuge, paranoia and political agendas would find MDMA useless or troublesome as a means of maintaining order, but it may provide a pacifier. We have to dig deeper into the story of Dr. Shulgin’s associations to find questionable connections. Many well-meaning individuals have been involved in shadowy research used for potentially nefarious purposes. The use of drugs in cults and conspiracies is as old as the history of mankind, and so is their use to manipulate and control the populace.

Shulgin’s research and discoveries permeate the entire social spectrum in recursive feedback loops between counterculture, the military/industrial complex, intelligence, and the global elite. He has described his thinly veiled autobiographical experiences in the books PIHKAL and TIHKAL, which recount his experimentation with alchemical compounds.

In a 1994 High Times interview, Dr. Shulgin recounts his alchemical perspectives: “I’ve studied alchemy a bit and it’s very much about feedback. Who cares if you melt and fuse lead 10,000 times? At the end of it you don’t come out of it with anything but melted and fused lead! But in doing that... that’s meditation!”

Dr. Albert Hofmann (the discoverer of LSD and synthetic Psilocybin) calls psychedelic substances works of modern alchemy. In alchemical terms, Shulgin’s work has been described as “crossing the pearl with the diamond.” Blending these yin and yang energies in a Royal Marriage of opposites creates a magical child, a rebirth experience. All magic happens in the Void.

Strange Bedfellows

One of the great chemists of our time, Shulgin has received accolades from professional peers, government agencies and the psychedelic underground. Nobel Prize winner Kerry Mullis says that Shulgin single-handedly tried to chart out whole areas of compounds. This represents a formidable goal, as chemists often spend years looking into one class of compounds or one compound alone.

In his youth, Shulgin consorted with. Dow Chemical, Edgewood Arsenal, the FBI, the CIA, even the NSA. In later life, Dr. Alexander Shulgin became a member of the notorious globalist neo-controller Bohemian Club and Bohemian Grove and has proudly fictionalized them as “The Owl Club” in his books TIHKAL and PIHKAL, where he appears pseudonymously as the character Dr. Shura Borodin.

In chapter 11 of PIHKAL, Sasha Shulgin recounts his introduction into The Owl Club:

One evening in the late 1950’s, I was invited to a musical soiree at an old comfortable home in the Berkeley Hills. I brought my viola with me... The only person I can remember from that evening was a handsome, proper gentleman with a small grey moustache and the residues of an English accent. During coffee, after the music was over, he struck up a conversation.

He asked me if I had ever heard of The Owl Club in San Francisco? I had not, so he began painting a picture of a rather fascinating group, with many interests in all sorts of art, drama and music. He mentioned that there was need for a viola player, and would I be interested in sitting in for a couple of evenings? ... The Club proved to be a group of gentlemen from a broad array of political and professional backgrounds, leaning somewhat toward the political right and the well-to-do. ... At my first evening at the Club... Andrew was appointed my Pater Familias ...”
- PIHKAL, pp. 60-65

Psychonaut or Cryptocrat?

But this was just the introduction. Dr. Shulgin was not quite in bed with the Bohemian Club. Not yet. What cemented the Bohemian deal was an unexpected subpoena sent to Sasha on behalf of Claude Pepper’s “The House Committee On Crime In America.” This famous witch-hunt of the times was concerned with criminal cartels, illegal drug masterminds and those suspected of being their teachers. According to his autobiography, when Sasha entered the Court House the Witch-finder General scowled, “How can you call yourself a scientist” he demanded, “and do the type of work you do?”

Under oath Dr. Ecstasy was “raked over the coals.” Criminal associations were introduced into testimony, including Sasha’s alleged clandestine association with Owsley Stanley, the infamous LSD chemist who made “Orange Sunshine” LSD. Further, Sasha had once been approached to set up and run an illegal lab in Jamaica, being offered “six million dollars” according to his fictional PIHKAL. Even within the government, whether he was a “good guy” or “bad guy” depended on relative point of view.
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Postby elfismiles » Sun Sep 22, 2013 10:37 am

Wasn't really aware of this (ASMR) before this week...

"TingleHeads"

https://www.youtube.com/results?q=ASMR


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Autonomous sensory meridian response (ASMR) is a neologism for a recently described perceptual phenomenon characterized as a distinct, pleasurable tingling sensation in the head, scalp, back, or peripheral regions of the body in response to visual, auditory, olfactory, and/or cognitive stimuli. The nature and classification of the ASMR phenomenon is controversial. Tom Stafford, a professor at the University of Sheffield, says, "It might well be a real thing, but it's inherently difficult to research."[1]
Contents

1 Origins of the term in popular culture
2 Whispering and role-playing
3 Media coverage
4 Scientific reactions
5 See also
6 References
7 External links

Origins of the term in popular culture

Jenn Allen, who founded the site asmr-research.org, explains that "autonomous" refers to the idiosyncrasy involved with people who experience ASMR, as the response varies from person to person, while "meridian" was used as a euphemism for orgasm.[2]

Online discussions by groups such as one on Yahoo! called the Society of Sensationalists formed in 2008 or The Unnamed Feeling blog formed by Andrew MacMuiris in 2010 aimed to provide a community for learning more about the sensation by sharing ideas and personal experiences. Some alternative names for ASMR in these discussion groups included attention induced head orgasm, attention induced euphoria, and attention induced observant euphoria.[2]

Other phrases to describe the sensation refer to it as a "brain orgasm", "brain massage", "head tingle", "brain tingles", "head orgasm", "spine tingle", and "braingasm".[3][4][5][6][7]
Whispering and role-playing

A commonly reported stimulus for ASMR is the sound of whispering. As evident on YouTube, a variety of videos and audio recordings involve the creator whispering or communicating with a soft-spoken intonation into a camera or sound recording device.[8][9][10][11] Others appear to perceive the whispering as intrusive and even revolting, so several videos are created specifically without whispering and are advertised as such in the title.

Many role-playing videos and audio recordings also aim to stimulate ASMR. Examples include pretend haircuts, visits to a doctor’s office, and ear-cleaning. While these make-believe situations are acted out by the creator, viewers and listeners report an ASMR effect that relieves insomnia, anxiety or panic attacks.
Media coverage

A conference in the UK (Boring 2012) included ASMR videos on its list of topics of discussion. Coverage of this conference, as reported in Slate magazine, mentioned musician and journalist Rhodri Marsden introducing ASMR (alternatively called Auto-Sensory Meridian Response) as a type of nonsexual role-playing video on YouTube.[12][13] Articles in The Huffington Post suggest certain triggers for ASMR.[5][6] The articles mention pleasant tingling or buzzing sensations felt in the head and state that triggers such as the YouTube videos or hearing people whispering can stimulate the sensation. Other triggers may include goal-oriented tasks, soft-speaking, role-playing, and music. ASMR was mentioned in a Kotaku article stating that the phenomenon is similar to binaural beats in that certain sensory triggers, including whispering, stimulate sensations of tingling and euphoria.[14]

An article about the "chills" phenomenon induced by specific moments in music mentions distinctions users of Reddit's ASMR section make between ASMR and cold chill.[original research?] A similar post in the British music magazine New Musical Express, or NME, mentioned distinctions between ASMR and frisson. It was noted that although both responses tend to evoke goose bumps in the observer, the emotional and physiological responses are different.[15] Writer Sean T. Collins quoted Ohio State University School of Music professor David Huron claiming ASMR and cold chill are different: '"The [ASMR] effect is clearly strongly related to the perception of non-threat and altruistic attention", says Huron, who notes a strong similarity to physical grooming in primates. "Nonhuman primates derive enormous pleasure (bordering on euphoria) when being groomed by a grooming partner."' And, says Huron, they groom each other not to get clean but to bond.[16]

ASMR has been the topic of various audio and video newscasts.[17][18][9][19] There has also been coverage in traditional and online print publications.[20][21] A live radio broadcast[clarification needed] featured an interview with a man stating that he experiences ASMR and included a discussion of the phenomenon and what triggered it for him; the term "head orgasm" was used throughout this broadcast.[22] A podcast in The McGill Daily mentions the high prevalence of ASMR videos on YouTube and features different people describing their personal experiences of the feeling.[23] Both media discussions discussed whether ASMR is a sexual response and stated that those who experience the phenomenon argue that ASMR is not associated with sexual arousal but instead is described as calming or relaxing.

The WBEZ Chicago public radio program This American Life broadcast a story by American novelist Andrea Seigel and her experience with ASMR.[19]

Sacramento news program News10/KXTV reported on the emergence of ASMR videos on the internet for triggering ASMR and helping viewers relax or fall asleep. ASMR video creators, known as ASMR artists, were interviewed and described the ASMR community, ASMR videos and the intended audience for these videos. [24] The issue of whether ASMR videos are intended for sexual arousal is also addressed.[25] News anchor Cristina Mendonsa reported on the ASMR whisper community by showing samples of ASMR videos and interviews with the video creators as well as the expert opinions from medical professionals.[26] Mendonsa also created an ASMR video by guiding a whispered tour of the News10 studio and newsroom.
Scientific reactions

Steven Novella, Director of General Neurology at the Yale School of Medicine and active contributor to topics involving scientific skepticism, wrote in his online neuroscience blog about the lack of scientific investigation on ASMR, saying that functional magnetic resonance imaging and transcranial magnetic stimulation technologies should be used to study the brains of people who experience ASMR in relation to people who do not experience ASMR. Novella discusses the concept of neurodiversity and mentions how the complexity of the human brain is due to developmental behaviors across the evolutionary time scale. He also suggests the possibility of ASMR being a type of pleasurable seizure or another way to activate the pleasure response.[27]

Professor Tom Stafford, an expert in psychology and cognitive sciences from the University of Sheffield, was quoted in The Independent, saying,[1]

It might well be a real thing, but it's inherently difficult to research. The inner experience is the point of a lot of psychological investigation, but when you've got something like this that you can't see or feel, and it doesn't happen for everyone, it falls into a blind spot. It's like synaesthesia – for years it was a myth, then in the 1990s people came up with a reliable way of measuring it.

According to neurologist Edward J. O'Connor in the Santa Monica College newspaper The Corsair, an obstacle to accurately researching the ASMR phenomenon is that there may be no single stimulus which triggers ASMR for all individuals.[28]

Sleep specialist Dr. Amer Khan of the Sutter Neuroscience Institute advised that using ASMR videos as a sleep aid may not be the best method for quality sleep and said they may become a habit similar to using a white noise machine or a baby using a pacifier for falling asleep.[26]

Psychiatrist Dr. Michael Yasinski supports the legitimacy of ASMR and claims it is similar to meditation as individuals, through focus and relaxation, may shut down parts of the brain responsible for stress and anxiety.[29]

There is a lack of scientific evidence that ASMR is a real physiological phenomenon. Any claimed benefits come from personal accounts of individual perception.[8][20][21]

Since many of the reported triggers for ASMR involve specific auditory or tactile situations observable by the viewer/listener, it has been noted that these events simulate physiological and somatosensory affects.[8]
See also

Stimulus modality
Qualia


References

^ Jump up to: a b Marsden, Rhodri (21 July 2012). "'Maria spends 20 minutes folding towels': Why millions are mesmerised by ASMR videos". The Independent. Retrieved 28 November 2012.
^ Jump up to: a b Cheadle, Harry (31 July 2012). "ASMR, the Good Feeling No One Can Explain". Vice.com. Retrieved 2 December 2012.
Jump up ^ Simons, Hadlee (16 August 2012). "An orgasm for your head?". iAfrica.com. Retrieved 2 December 2012.
Jump up ^ Mitchell, Jennifer (4 September 2012). "Latest Social Media Craze: Autonomous Sensory Meridian Response". MPBN.net. Retrieved 2 December 2012.
^ Jump up to: a b Shropshall, Claire (6 September 2012). "Braingasms and Towel Folding: The ASMR Effect". The Huffington Post. Retrieved 28 November 2012.
^ Jump up to: a b Tufnell, Nicholas (27 February 2012). "ASMR: Orgasms for Your Brain". The Huffington Post. Retrieved 28 November 2012.
Jump up ^ Lively, Daniel (19 April 2012). "That Tingling Feeling: First International ASMR Day". The Corvallis Advocate. Retrieved 14 February 2013.
^ Jump up to: a b c Hudelson, Joshua (10 December 2012). "Listening to Whisperers: Performance, ASMR Community and Fetish on YouTube". Sound Studies Blog. Retrieved 13 February 2013.
^ Jump up to: a b "ASMR Videos - Soothing or Creepy?". The Young Turks. YouTube.com. 17 February 2013. Retrieved 20 February 2013.
Jump up ^ Carver, Matt Phil (20 March 2013). "Will a whisper make you tingle? Meet the ASMR experts". Gay Star News. Retrieved 26 March 2013.
Jump up ^ Green-Oliver, Heather (9 April 2013). "I have ASMR, do you? A national day for a tingly feeling? You bet". Northern Life. Retrieved 9 April 2013.
Jump up ^ Parsons, Chris (21 November 2012). "'Boring 2012' conference becomes complete sell-out". Yahoo! News. Retrieved 28 November 2012.
Jump up ^ O'Connell, Mark (27 November 2012). "Surprisingly Interesting". Slate. Retrieved 23 December 2012.
Jump up ^ Hernandez, Patricia (28 November 2012). "This Drug Is Legal. It's Digital. And It's Supposed To Improve How You Game. I Put It To The Test". Kotaku. Retrieved 19 January 2013.
Jump up ^ Jones, Lucy (12 September 2012). "Which Moments In Songs Give You Chills?". NME. Retrieved 23 December 2012.
Jump up ^ Collins, Sean T (10 September 2012). "Why Music Gives You The Chills". BuzzFeed. Retrieved 2 December 2012.
Jump up ^ Horning, Rob (5 October 2012). "Radio ASMR". The New Inquiry. Retrieved 19 February 2013.
Jump up ^ "(Auto Sensory Meridian Response) hit tingles with @autodespair – 8:00pm". ResonanceFM.com. 5 October 2012. Retrieved 19 February 2013.
^ Jump up to: a b Seigel, Andrea (29 March 2013). "A Tribe Called Rest". This American Life. Retrieved 31 March 2013.
^ Jump up to: a b O'Connell, Mark (12 February 2013). "The Soft Bulletins". Slate. Retrieved 20 February 2013.
^ Jump up to: a b Manduley, Aida (February 2013). "Intimate With Strangers". #24MAG 1 (4): 60–61. Retrieved 20 February 2013.
Jump up ^ "asmr0921". KCRadioGod.com.
Jump up ^ Overton, Emma (22 October 2012). "That Funny Feeling". The McGill Daily. Retrieved 2 December 2012.
Jump up ^ Iqbal, Maneeza (6 May 2013). "Q&A: What are ASMR videos and how do they help people relax". News10.net. Retrieved 9 May 2013.
Jump up ^ Iqbal, Maneeza (6 May 2013). "ASMR artists: Videos not for sex, but for relaxation". News10.net. Retrieved 9 May 2013.
^ Jump up to: a b Mendonsa, Cristina (6 May 2013). "ASMR: The sound that massages your brain". News10.net. Retrieved 8 May 2013.
Jump up ^ Novella, Steven (12 March 2012). "ASMR". NeuroLogica. New England Skeptical Society. Retrieved 2 December 2012.
Jump up ^ Arias, Luis (16 April 2013). "A new trend in relaxation". The Corsair. Retrieved 16 April 2013.
Jump up ^ Hockridge, Stephanie (16 May 2013). "ASMR Whisper Therapy: Does it work? Relaxing, healing with sounds and a whisper". ABC15.com. Retrieved 28 July 2013.

External links

ASMR Research & Support – Site for ASMR research
ASMR Island – News, artist directory and live streaming site
ASMR Studio – Newest videos from the global ASMR community
WhisperFinder – Directory of ASMR recordings indexed by tags

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