Wednesday, January 10, 2007

Apocalypto Now, or Proper Care and Feeding of the Archons


Images of frog and demons in collage above from The Iraq Museum.

I've been thinking along the lines of Jeff Wells, whose latest blog post is synchronistic with what I've been meaning to discuss here. In short, we're witnessing a tremendous amount of high weirdness these days (see the O'Hare UFO post below, for one example), which is coinciding with a dramatic rise in bloodshed, gloom, and fear.

Years ago, I was introduced to a concept that has continued to resonate with me -- the idea of Archons, as posited by the ancient Gnostics and elaborated by Jim DeKorne in his excellent book, Psychedelic Shamanism:

"...The gnostic Archons, then, are intelligences existing in the imaginal realm in 'bodies' consisting of thought and feeling. They are able to tune into our awareness through our affinity with their wavelength, that is, our beliefs. They feed off of our allocation of energy to their dimension, and compete with other Archons on other levels in the overall hierarchy for their nourishment."

"...What may be a belief in the Christian Trinity or Islamic Jihad to humans, may be the equivalent of a T-bone steak to entities of the imaginal realm who depend upon that belief for their existence."


See my entry on the UFO/Occult nexus for more on this topic.

Now, admitting I actually believe that human pain and suffering feeds the hunger of extradimensional entities might be overstating my attraction to the metaphor (or my familiarity with one of the age-old tropes of horror and the occult). But sometimes I have to wonder:

From the Kansas City Star:

In a Najaf soccer stadium, troops from the Iraqi army, the police and other emergency units paraded for an hour before a reviewing stand filled with U.S. and Iraqi dignitaries.

Then, in what seems to have been the high point of the affair, the members of a commando unit gave a dramatic demonstration of their courage.

According to published accounts, each commando plucked a frog from his pocket, bit off its head and flung aside the twitching lower parts. Then their leader cut open a rabbit and passed it to the others to chew on its still-beating heart.

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Friday, September 29, 2006

Strange Angel



29. Let her be dedicated, consecrated, blood to blood, heart to heart, mind to mind, single in will, none without the circle, all to me.

30. And she shall wander in the witchwood under the Night of Pan, and know the mysteries of the Goat and the Serpent, and of the children that are hidden away.


—Jack Parsons, Liber 49, 1946


Over the past decade, there has been renewed interest in the bizarre story of Jack Parsons, the mad rocket scientist, and his occult workings in the desert of California. Parsons, a pioneer of rocketry and a disciple of Aleister Crowley, was convinced that the sexual rituals he was performing would give birth to a Moonchild -- an elemental being. Parsons "Babalon Working," though ignored by conventional historians, was a pivotal episode in modern occultism -- the mystical and synchronistic shadow of the explosion that heralded the atomic age.

But the debate over the efficacy of ritual magick -- whether it's just kooky, fantasy-prone mumbo-jumbo or whether it really works -- is a contentious one. Parsons' best friend, fellow rocketeer Ed Forman (above right), was initially skeptical of Jack's odd hobby. He played along to be polite, it seems, until he had an experience that shattered his skepticism and left him forever changed.

From George Pendle's excellent book, Strange Angel: The Otherworldly LIfe of Rocket Scientist John Whiteside Parsons:

Parsons was now forgoing his OTO colleagues and enacting rituals with his old friend, Ed Forman. Despite his doubts about the reality of Crowley's magick, Forman was always willing to help out with what he saw as Parsons' hobby . . . "They thought, 'Let's work on the heavier stuff at the end of the magic book without doing any of the simpler stuff," remembers Forman's wife, Jeanne. "They were tinkering with magic spells as they had with their rockets."

On one such occasion their frivolousness had such a dramatic and unsettling psychological effect on Ed Forman that his family still discusses this story to this day. It seems that Forman was returning to his bedroom late one night following the performance of a ritual, when he felt the whole house shake. At the same time he heard a piercing scream coming from outside his window and looking out of it, he would recall, he saw a number of horrible entities floating outside his window, what he recognized as banshees -- female spirits whose wailing warns of a death in the house. with the sound of their screams filling his ears he rushed downstairs to ask the other members of the house if they, too, could hear it, but nobody could. "Up until then he had not believed in Jack's hobby," remembered Jeanne. "Now he was absolutely terrified." The events of that night would unsettle Forrman for the rest of his life.


Related links:

Attempted Manipulation of UFO manifestations (with further links to Parsons, Crowley, Hubbard, and LAM)

Jack Parsons Wikipedia Entry

Disinformation: Anti-Christ Superstar

And two excellent books:

Strange Angel: The Otherwordly Life of Rocket Scientist John Whiteside Parsons

Sex and Rockets: The Occult World of Jack Parsons

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Wednesday, October 19, 2005

Attempted manipulation of UFO manifestations

A little break from the political madness for some high strangeness...


Above: Jacques Vallee with Anton LaVey and Aime Michel.

From an interview with Jacques Vallee by Jerome Clark (FATE magazine, 1978):


Vallee: I think that's exactly what we have to do with UFOs. We have to do something that will cause them to react. And I don't mean building landing strips in the desert and waiting out there to welcome the space brothers.

Clark: But what do you mean?

Vallee: I hesitate to be too specific. I'm speaking, as I'm sure you understand, of the attempted manipulation of UFO manifestations.



I know a little something about that subject. And I'm about to go out on a very long, creaky limb by telling this little story. In the past few decades, the bizarre intersection of Ufology and the paranormal has come out of the closet, thanks to pioneers like Vallee, John Keel, and a rapidly growing group of researchers (see references at the end of this article).

But on with my particular piece of this puzzle.

In early September of 1990, I spent a few days at Ocean City, Maryland, a resort town on the Atlantic. I went to the beach with a few friends, and we passed the time making sand sculptures. Since I was reading a lot about UFOs at the time (it was the 90s, after all, the peak of interest in aliens and abduction), I sculpted the head of a prototypical "gray" alien in the sand, with his arm raised above his head as if waving hello.

A couple of weeks later, I returned to Ocean City for the weekend. One evening, I had a very vivid dream about a television panel discussing UFOs. One expert was a Phil Klass styled skeptic/debunker, another was a Jacques Vallee-type, the third was a Stanton Friedman-esque nuts-and-bolts ETH proponent, and the final panel member was a raving paranoid "the lizards in their underground bases are eating our children!" conspiratologist. The panelists bantered back and forth until the paranoid guy started ranting: "They're cooperating with the government! They're stealing our children and the government knows it! The Men in Black are demons!" The other panelists chuckled and rolled their eyes.

I awoke from the dream, disturbed. I seldom had dreams related to UFOs, and this one was particularly realistic. I found that my thoughts kept returning to the dream throughout the day.

That evening, at approximately 7:30pm, I decided to take a walk on the beach with my girlfriend. It was a very clear, starry night, and we were the only two on the beach. My girlfriend walked along the surf, while I lingered farther back from the water. I looked down in the sand and saw what looked like a humanoid face sculpted in the sand, though part of it had been obliterated by footprints.

I remembered the alien head I had sculputed in the sand weeks before, miles from the spot on which I was standing. Just another synchronicity, I thought to myself.

I looked up into the starry night, thinking about my dream and the face in the sand. I said, mentally, If you're out there, now is the perfect time to show yourself. I guess part of me secretly wished something would appear, but I certainly did not expect anything to happen.

I walked closer to the water and joined my girlfriend.

A few minutes later, she pointed to the sky. "What are those?" she asked.

Two orange-red blobs of light were bobbing up and down next to each other far above us. When I looked at them, they shot off across the sky (over the ocean), flying erratically -- almost playfully, changing direction frequently. At one point, they merged, flying as one unit, then split apart again. We watched them, stunned, until they vanished on the horizon amidst the light pollution from Ocean City's boardwalk.



"Oh, my God," I said, over and over, as we followed them. I couldn't say anything else but "Oh, my God." I was simultaneously awed and frightened. When the lights disappeared, we both returned to the car, elated but also unnerved by what we had experienced.

I can only think of a couple of theories to explain what happened.

One is that I was part of a lucky train of coincidences, a chain of synchronicity -- sculpting a face of an alien in the sand, dreaming about the UFO panel, stumbling upon a similar face in the sand weeks later, asking for an appearance, and getting much more than I could have imagined.

The other possibility is much more intriguing, but raises all sorts of troubling questions. It suggests that UFOs are a multidimensional phenomena (bending time and space), that they interact with human consciousness on an intimate level, and that they can potentially be summoned. Far more frightening is the possibility that whatever it is, it observed, drew upon, or manipulated my consciousness, my dreams, and my perceptions leading up to the sighting.

If it wasn't for my girlfriend sighting the objects first, I would concede the possibility that it was an hallucination. She knew nothing of my silent request to show me something, and pointed out the objects before I saw them.

One of the foremost researchers into the fringes of Ufology is my friend who goes by the name of Blue Resonant Human, or Brother Blue. Although he dropped out of sight in the late 90s, his prodigious postings to USENET made him a Net celebrity, and his unconventional (and funny) writings made him the object of scorn of hardnosed skeptic and harebrained new ager alike. One of his missives is archived here. I will pull out some pertinent bits, but I strongly recommend reading the entire article.

Here he quotes Jacques Vallee:

There are certainly occult groups that claim they can invoke or evoke beings that do some of the things that UFO entities do. I've looked. I've contacted a number of those groups...


Robert Anton Wilson describes meeting Vallee in his excellent Cosmic Trigger:

"Where do you think they come from?" I asked.

Doctor Vallee gave the Gallic form of the classic scientific Not-Speculating-Beyond-The-Data head-shake. "I can theorize, and theorize, endlessly," he said, "but is it not better to just study the data more deeply and look for clues?"

"You must have some personal hunch," I insisted.

He gave in gracefully. "They relate to space-time in ways for which we have, at present, no concepts," he said. "They cannot explain to us because we are not ready to understand."

I asked Grady McMurty if Aleister Crowley had ever said anything to him implying the extraterrestrial theory which Kenneth Grant, Outer Head of another Ordo Templi Orientis, implies in his accounts of Crowley's contacts with Higher Intelligences.

"Some of the things Aleister said to me," Grady replied carefully, "could be interpreted as hints pointing that way." He went on to quote Crowley's aphorisms about various of the standard entities contacted by Magick. The Abramelin spirits, for instance, need to be watched carefully. "They bite," Aleister explained in his best deadpan am-I-kidding-or-not? style. The Enochian "angels," on the other hand, don't always have to be summoned. "When you're ready, they come for you," Aleister said flatly.




Crowley also figures in one of the seminal (ahem) incidents in this murky, bizarre field. The most discussed episode is Crowley's alleged contact with an entity known as LAM (illustration below) as part of his "Amalantrah Working" -- an occult process designed to facilitate "the establishment of contact with non-human intelligences."



Instead of rehashing this story here, I will point the reader to this article. Googling Crowely and LAM will yield many variations of what is essentially the same account.

The concept of UFOs as egregores is also worthy of exploration. The following defintion is excerpted from Gaetan Delaforgem's article in Gnosis:

An egregore is a kind of group mind which is created when people consciously come together for a common purpose. Whenever people gather together to do something and egregore is formed, but unless an attempt is made to maintain it deliberately it will dissipate rather quickly. However if the people wish to maintain it and know the techniques of how to do so, the egregore will continue to grow in strength and can last for centuries.

An egregore has the characteristic of having an effectiveness greater than the mere sum of its individual members. It continuously interacts with its members, influencing them and being influenced by them. The interaction works positively by stimulating and assisting its members but only as long as they behave and act in line with its original aim. It will stimulate both individually and collectively all those faculties in the group which will permit the realization of the objectives of its original program. If this process is continued a long time the egregore will take on a kind of life of its own, and can become so strong that even if all its members should die, it would continue to exist on the inner dimensions and can be contacted even centuries later by a group of people prepared to live the lives of the original founders, particularly if they are willing to provide the initial input of energy to get it going again.


I offer this information as food for thought, not because I can assert that it is truth, or even partially true. But I cannot deny my own experience, which has convinced me that, at least in part, the UFO phenomenon interacts with humans on a psychic (i.e. non-physical) level -- the level of dreams, synchronicity, and consciousness.

Some references for those interested in pursuing this line of thought are listed below. Caveat emptor.

Jacques Vallee

Strange Encounters: An Interview with Jacques Vallee (from Green Egg)

Brother Blue (aka Blue Resonant Human)

John Dee, George Adamski, and the Magickal Space Brethren

Aleister Crowley and LAM

Aleister Crowley and the LAM Statement
A Statement of the Typhonian O.T.O
Ritual Magic, Mind Control and the UFO Phenomenon (Adam Gorightly)
Brother Aleister Crowley (Brother Blue)

Jack Parsons and the Babalon Working

John Whiteside Parsons: Anti-Christ Superstar (several excellent articles on this site)
The Book of Babalon

Paranormal/Occult/UFO Nexus

The Trickster and the Paranormal
Wikipedia on paranormal and occult hypotheses about UFOs
A Critique of the Paranormal UFO Theories of Vallee and Keel
The Philip Experiment
Tulpa

Selected blogs and sites (in no particular order):

Rigorous Intuition (Jeff Wells)
The John E. Mack Institute
Pop Occulture
Whitley Strieber's Unknown Country
Magonia

And this only scratches the surface...

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