I seem to be dropping out of society. Country days full of reading, camping and hiking, catching crawdads and gigging frogs, hunting down ginseng root, and deep meditation. I go days at a time, out in the woods, without seeing a soul. And I like it.
I finished reading Zelazny's Lord of Light awhile back and I loved it immensely. A fantastic science fiction spin on modern religion, and full of genius wordplay. I do believe anyone who reads this book would never again be able to sit through a superhero story again, no matter the medium.
I then read 3X Carlin: An Orgy Of George, by George Carlin. It contained, in their entirety, all three of his books- Brain Droppings, Napalm and Silly Putty, and When Will Jesus Bring The Pork Chops, along with an extra thirty or so pages of bonus material. I like his approach, and noticed something about his style in that it is not so much reliant on what he is literally saying, but rather on what he doesn't say, forcing the audience to fill in the gaps and piece together how exactly one might reach such conclusions as his.
I spent time absorbing 2012: The Return of Quetzalcoatl, by Daniel Pinchbeck. I knew Pinchbeck's name from his years of journalism work, but his recent studies into shamanism seemed interesting enough, although I believe he is too forgiving of much of the New Age movement. Like most modern folks Pinchbeck, despite his flair and intelligence, is all too willing to pick and choose the details of his belief system, thereby missing the point of sacrifice completely. You cannot have religion or spirituality without some manner of sacrifice, whether metaphorical or blood incarnate; otherwise singular arrogance robs the spiritual of all validation. Equally, if you accept some of the words from whatever mystic spokesperson (such as Christ), then you must accept all of their words. Like how christians casually ignore how the Old Testament god was just fine with incest, for example. I will say that I enjoyed his connection of quantum mechanics to metaphysics though. As far as the general 2012 hooplah, I feel like something will happen, because so many want something to happen, though maybe not necessarily something "bad". I also wonder how many folks who focus on the specific date have even acknowledged that next year will in fact be a leap year.
I read Michael Moore's Dude, Where's My Country?, and it was curious to see affirmed that what bothered this country's more honest citizens the most ten years ago is still very much in full effect. Presidents are all patsies. Or more specifically, as the great Alan Moore once put it:
"Yes, there is a conspiracy, indeed there are a great number of conspiracies, all tripping each other up… the main thing that I learned about conspiracy theories is that conspiracy theorists actually believe in the conspiracy because that is more comforting. The truth of the world is that it is chaotic. The truth is, that it is not the Jewish banking conspiracy, or the grey aliens, or the twelve-foot reptiloids from another dimension that are in control, the truth is far more frightening; no-one is in control, the world is rudderless."
I am currently rereading Orwell's Animal Farm.
I am not writing anything. I am not pursuing any relationships. I resist the reality tunnels of everyone around me. I am smiling though, in my own way. The journey is good.
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