Monday, May 20, 2013

Unified Weird Theory: An Introduction

Hey, you wanted weird...

Food preparation is both an art and a science. It's a science because it's about taking certain elements (ingredients) and subjecting them to various processes of measurement and mixing and exposing these to carefully determined levels of heat (sometimes cold) at determined intervals in order to achieve a desired outcome. It's an art because there are all kinds of variables that cookbooks --or even training-- can't account for or predict.

As with a schoolkid's chemistry experiment, you are often dealing with catalytic agents that change the basic nature of the ingredients you are preparing. Drink-mixing-- a related science/art-- is much the same way. My favorite example is the Long Island Iced Tea, in which you take carefully measured portions of various liquors and end up with something remarkably similar to a can of sweetened Iced Tea, something you'd never guess would ever result if you tasted the individual ingredients themselves.

With cooking it's also important to choose the right ingredients in the best available quality. Sometimes you can make magic with inferior ingredients but only sometimes. Bad ingredients can not only ruin a dish, it can also affect your taste not only for that dish but for that type of cuisine. It's a visceral thing, and doesn't respond to the rules of scientific rationalism. Nor does any endeavor that makes life tolerable.

I find it's best to prepare several different types of cuisine. You'll find that your understanding of one will help you better understand the other. I suppose there are people who stick to one kind of cooking- or dining- but I think you'll find that most people enjoy a variety of dishes, often at a single meal. Only one kind of food can get really boring really fast.

And so it is with the World of Weird: you have the paranormal (which includes topics like Synchronicity and remote viewing), fringe science (which includes psychedelic research) and exopolitics (which includes topics like UFOlogy and ancient astronauts). I'll toss in parapolitics into the mix for good measure, since disinformation and manipulation from outside parties is always an issue for anyone who doesn't want to think like a pasty, horn-rimmed gelding with their nose buried in the mainstream media's starfish.

The problem is that too many people plant their flags in one plot or the other (or the other), and zealously lob grenades at their neighbors rather than focusing all of their aggression where it belongs; the defenders of the corrupt establishment.

Hence you see UFO people arguing with paranormal people (although UFO people seem to spend most of their time fighting with each other) and paranormal people arguing with entheogenic researchers and so on and so forth. And of course that guy is a shill and this one is a plant and come to think of it so are you, at least according to the third guy.

But for me, that's not only a waste of energy, it's also extremely short-sighted and self-limiting.

I realize that I might be older than a lot of people reading this and I've been into this stuff since the 70s and certainly have no shortage of weirdness in my bio. But not only do I not think these things are separate and distinct, I very much believe that you really can't have one without the other: that "it" only really works when you put them all together (in the proper formulation, of course). I have come to see all Weirdness as profoundly interconnected and interdependent.

I have my own biases; I don't believe UFOs are spacecraft filled with Reticulan anthropologists and I don't think psychedelic drugs are the key to human evolution (and therefore should be gobbled at will), but I'm more worried about the mindless drones staring at "reality television" (sic) than I am about forcing someone who's interested in any kind of weirdness at all to agree with me.

I also realize that it's no use trying to distance yourself from any of the other Weird phyla in hopes that you'll be seen as respectable by the mainstream. Why? Well, because the elites are creating a world in which even the smallest deviation from their pronouncements, whether through The New York Times or the conservative media, will not be tolerated. Questioning conventional wisdom in any way at all will brand you as a heretic or woowoo or a "conspiracy theorist". So in for a penny, in for a pound.

I've spent more time than any sane person should working on these blogs. For every article I've posted here there have been hours and hours of research and agonizing you don't see, which is why I can't post with the frequency I used to.*

But it hasn't been time wasted because it helped me realize that all these weird interests I had before I started blogging here were all very deeply and profoundly connected, and figuring how exactly has totally changed everything.

The next step is to figure what to do with this realization in a world that is rapidly becoming a real-time sci-fi dystopia. 

I realize that a lot of people want to distance themselves from the UFO question- and looking at the state of modern UFOlogy I really don't blame them.
But it's an inextricable part of the puzzle and always has been, no matter what kind of deceiving gibberish that noxious theocratic shills (I don't use that term lightly- I mean literal, bought-and-paid-for shills and conmen) might try to foist off on an ignorant nation of YouTards under the cover of objectivity.

But the beauty of it is that you don't even need to believe in the objective reality of UFOs for the recipes to work. Like so much of the World of Weird, UFOs are a topic you should take seriously but you don't necessarily have to take literally.

Let me retrace my steps here...

In the early summer of 1998 I began printing out a ton of information on UFOs and ancient astronauts and conspiracy theories and all the rest on three hole punched paper and binding it into a book. I had downloaded all of this stuff off the Internet and had intended to use it as reading material for my plane trip out to San Diego for Comicon.

I barely cracked it. By the end of the summer I was using the printouts as sketch paper.

I lost interest- again- just as I had around the same time I got online a few years earlier. There was just nowhere to go with the extraterrestrial hypothesis. At least for me.

It was such a break that when I sat down to watch The X-Files' seventh season premiere "The Sixth Extinction" in early November of 1999 I remember telling my wife, "oh, they're doing the ancient astronauts stuff. I used to be into that kind of thing."

In the interim I wrote the published Our Gods Wear Spandex and the unpublished Ancient Dramas, Modern Myths which certainly mentioned UFOs and aliens in the context of the plotlines of the films I was looking at, but that was about it. My primary target in Ancient Dramas were the ancient sun worship cults, which I didn't really understand at all when I wrote the book because hardly anyone else did (or does).

So I started the blog to promote Spandex and blog about the weird stuff I wrote about in private.  But more importantly I wanted to field-test ideas explored in Ancient Dramas. I remember looking at photos of Rockefeller Center and having it click into place- whoever designed this place was paying tribute to what I called the "Heavenly Beam" which manifests itself in the person of "Prometheus", whose statue there is in fact based on depictions of Mithras the Aryo-Persian sun god, not the hoary old Titan of Greek mythology.

Mithras was important because he was the god of choice for the Roman alpha male and his rites and cults were remarkably similar to more recent secret societies. I used to get an eyeful of old Mithras when my wife worked at the old AT+T headquarters, since a giant golden statue of him stood over the main entrance to the site. Back then I thought these symbols had meaning to the guys in the corner offices, but came to realize the real action was with the artists and architects, who were consciously- or ritually- drawing on symbols that their ancient forebears had done.

Or once did, rather, before modernism and post-modernism devastated not only the basic skillset of architects, artists and designers all over the world but also erased any spiritual connection they might feel to the Dionysian Artificers or Medieval stonemason guilds. Anything that inspired- or even entertained- people as they marched to their flourescent-lit cubicles was systematically destroyed.

It was more important to hammer the general public in the head 24 hours a day with dehumanizing CIA-promoted abstract art and sub-Lego architecture that would depress the most committed Soviet, all to serve the true agenda of elevating the cult of Mammon to its present state of unchallenged divinity. 

So it took several years for me to decode all of this. I started off steeped in Jung, but didn't quite make the connection that Jung had started his life's work with a headful of the Mithraic Liturgy and ended it obsessively studying flying saucers.

It wasn't until I went back and re-read that Liturgy that it all became clear- this text, which ultimately introduced the term "collective unconscious" in the global lexicon was in fact nearly identical to any number of 50s vintage Contactee fever-dreams, with flying metallic disks with doors and beams and ramps and crewmen and all the rest of it.

Unfortunately for the skepdicks, it was written at least 1700 years ago and was probably based on a text written long before that. They had no science fiction to contaminate their UFO visions.

In between all of this I was invited by Jeff Kripal to lecture about Jack Kirby at the Esalen CTR, where I discovered that despite all the frothing nonsense you hear from little fascist weasels, Esalen itself is about as sinister as (and in fact was eerily similar to) an episode of Portlandia.

Jeff also invited Jacques Vallee and a woman from MUFON and everyone was talking about UFOs. I had just finished working on The Complete X-Files and wondered if they were really taking this stuff seriously. At that point it had been a full decade since I had thought much about the topic. But I didn't really understand that they meant something different than little gray dudes in interstellar frisbees. And as I wrote, I got a real-time immersion into the world of weird upon returning from first trip out to Big Sur.

It wasn't until I let go out of the "nuts-n-bolts" version of UFOs --and the pomade-and-bronzing-spray version of Ancient Astronaut Theory-- that all the pieces fell into place. But there were more pieces to the puzzle.

Like a lot of guys in their early 20s I was into psychedelic research, but Cyberpunk stole me away soonafter. Part of the pitch with Cyberpunk was virtual reality, which my next great fixation- Gnosticism- took a more dim view of.

But at the time I didn't realize that what made William Gibson's novels so interesting --and all the other Cyberpunk writers' books less so-- was how he leavened his take on VR with ancient archetypes from the Mystery religions, albeit through their (direct)Vodou incarnations. I read about the Mysteries when I was up to my ears in Gnosis magazine and so on, but it all seemed like some lost, archaic curiosity, a precursor to more effective systems like Gnosticism and Christianity.

Boy, was I wrong.

Soonafter I returned from Esalen I was contacted by Jeremy Vaeni to appear on his Culture of Contact podcast. I was still extremely leery about the abduction thing; even when I was into UFOs I saw it all as dissociated sexual abuse trauma, if not outright fantasy. But even then I was trying to make sense of it in the context of some  kind of induced experience, similar to VR. It wasn't until I really begin to look into the issue that that all made perfect sense. Abduction-as-induced-VR -experience would come to be a major theme on this blog.

VR will remain primarily theoretical as entertainment, because even with our superfast computers it's still devilishly labor-intensive (and if you can brainwash the masses with an attention-starved freak and a video camera, why bother?).  The more sensible course would be to bypass the visual cortex all together and go straight to the brain. I'm sure that's being worked on and I'm sure that if it goes wide it will be as porn, not government mind control.

Of course, the mix of Gnosis and VR--and an unhealthy dose of Singulartarianism - went mainstream with The Matrix, but for my money it was more interesting (and sexier) when done as Gnosis/VR/alien abduction narrative the year before in Dark City (ironically the same year I dropped the UFO ball for a decade). The VR in Dark City is a bit more analog, but it's essentially the same concept.

For me the Gnosis/VR/alien abduction/sex was even more interesting in 1964 when it was done as the original pilot for Star Trek and then again in 1967 when done in The Invaders. I'm sure you can go further back still, but both seem to draw from The Outer Limits' ep "Nightmare", which itself was based on The Manchurian Candidate.

And if you read Bruce Rux, you'd know he believes that the real basis of MK Ultra and the rest of the attempts at Manchurian Candidate mind-control (which I would say were all scuttled in favor of EvangeliCIALism and now the brutal control techniques we see being used out in the open today) was not North Korean prison camp interrogation techniques but then-classified "alien abduction" reports.

The common denominator in these televised dramatizations was the men behind them and their connections to people in the military and police, which gave them access to the real currency of intelligence work, gossip. Outer Limits producer Leslie Stevens, Gene Roddenberry and Invaders producer Quinn Martin were the right mix of connected and maverick to tell interesting tales out of school. And all three would have a profound effect on the culture, not only in America but all around the world.

But what also connects the three is a interest-bordering-on-obsession with the strange frontier between weird science and the occult. Stevens wrote and directed the ultra-bizarre Incubus with William Shatner, Roddenberry dropped some serious weirdness into Trek (right under the noses of tedious sci-fi scolds like Harlan Ellison and Isaac Asimov) and later wrote the occult-themed Spectre (with Outer Limits alum Robert Culp) and the original treament for Earth: Final Conflict. Quinn Martin's only feature film was the classic Mephisto Waltz and his final project was The Aliens are Coming, very much an attempt to update The Invaders.

So even though everyone else might be telling you you're wasting your time with this stuff, I'm here to tell you that entire religions have been built on much, much less. The problem is that external conditions have historically inhibited the effective study of these topics.

I'm here to tell you that the people who might mock you for being interested in Weirdness are in fact the saddest, most pitiful creatures you could ever meet. They are desperate self-loathers who hide their existential despair by searching out people who they think they can dump on with impunity.

But the shoe may be on the other foot some day, when the former middle class realizes that all of the scientists and academics we're told to worship as new gods are really nothing else but crackwhores for Mammon's techno-predatory gloryhole. Start preparing for that day now.

The first step to that future starts with you and it starts with one question: is all this worth my time or would I be better off doing something else? Is this all junk culture detritus or very ancient wisdom in disguise?

What is culture after all, and who decides what is junk or not?

And are the hyperprivileged drones and/or paraphiles at CSICOP and TED and The New York Times and PBS and Freethought Blogs qualified to make those kinds of decisions for me?

* I had intended to do the Mystery Hour more regularly until my computer began crapping out post-Sandy (I can't afford a new one at the moment) and experienced delightful surprises such as the port for my headset not working and Audacity crashing every time I tried to open a file in it. I also found that the people I had approached to appear on the show weren't exactly chomping at the bit to cooperate with me. That's show biz for you.


  1. Another excellent post, Chris, and I'm with you 100%. My immersion in the Weird followed a similar, but alternate track since I first started picking up my father's UFO and paranormal paperbacks in the 70s.

    I guess I'm lucky in that I have an innate Fortean perspective and have only rarely gotten bogged down in any particular camp. It's always made sense to me that the Weird can never be pinned down because it comes from an amorphous, intelligent, constantly evolving matrix of some sort underlying our consensual hallucinatory reality.

    The best approach is to watch it all unfold with discernment and common sense but without judgment or a need for concrete answers. Fort and Robert Anton Wilson have been major influences.

  2. Bravo, Professor, bravo. My introduction to my being part of outsiderness was when my grandmother had given me a then recently released paperback, Douglas Hunt's 1965 title, Exploring the Occult, when I was eight years old, after having engaged her in conversation in the topics that I had gleaned from reading Fate Magazine. That had, in turn, landed me the presidency in my third grade class, such was the appeal of the weird kid. Funny, isn't it, how dichotomised society has become, all these decades later? Toto, I've a feeling it's not 1966 anymore. Keep fighting the Good Fight, Light-bearer ~ Anadae

  3. I wish you could get paid for this stuff. Isn't there some magazine out there that needs an esoteric columnist of your caliber?

    But, then again, maybe your honesty cuts a bit too deep - I suspect such honesty doesn't exactly grease the wheels of commerce very well.

    UFO magazines and books were what I read by flashlight under the covers at bedtime when I was a kid. A friend of mine once said about me that I liked being scared. At the time I wondered what he was talking about. But now I realize that I used to scare the shit out of myself reading those books - and I loved it. I couldn't wait for the next flashlight session.

    I can't go back. I'm a "weird"-o.

    And I'm okay with that.

  4. Hey Chris,

    Another awesome post. Being the Weird-obsessed freak that I am, I've always been fascinated by Unified Field Theory, Bell's Theorem and the EPR Paradox -- and see them as intimations concerning the true and baffling nature of our Weird world, despite the ridicule that would be heaped on me by the 'classicists' for holding such views.

    Since connecting with your blog, the Sun has acted as a strange attractor for all kinds of spookiness in my life. But what knocks me for six every time is the thematic consistency of it all - as through the Weirdest Story Ever Told is unfolding in front of me, and I can almost, kind of, barely understand it. I definitely understand more than I once did, and yet have barely scratched the surface.

    As an analog to what you discuss here, I was pondering how the rational/weird divide is echoed fairly explicitly in art history. The friction between the Classicists Vs the Impressionists, or rigidity vs flexibility, or cold order vs living chaos, etc. Obviously there are tons of grey areas in this artistic divide, but enough correlations I think to make the analogy a useful one.

    As you say, even the slightest deviation from the Hollow Forms of the elites will not be tolerated. Fantastic function and the Weird in general is being subjected to the most brutal of smear campaigns. But at the same time, the Weird is more potent than ever.

    There's a strange paradox here, a paradox that seems to be sending the Lames and the Sames into an almost manic cognitive dissonance. The mainsrteamers are so terrified these days, but seeing as how they willfully lack even the most basic imagination, they can barely articulate what has actually got them shitting their pants.

    They accuse weird-warriors of spouting nonsense, and yet nothing THEY say makes even the slightest sense anymore. All we have from these assholes is aggressive imperiousness, bloated senses of entitlement, and incomprehensible stupidity.

    Measured against all that, the world of the weird seems positively sane.


  5. The more sensible course would be to bypass the visual cortex all together and go straight to the brain.

    Reminds me I need to revisit "Brainstorm" since it has been many years ago I last saw it.

  6. the Daily Grail linked to this video of Dr. John Mack on Oprah w/ abductees during the 90's:
    part 1

    even with Oprah's constant condescension, the conversation gets pretty interesting, up until the skepdick ruins the mood the last few minutes. after reading the Vanity Fair article on Mack recently, I was happy to hear him try to move the explanations past the "nuts and bolts" aspects and bring up the idea that these visitations in all their forms may be a higher dimensional intelligence breaching ours, leaving us unable to fully comprehend the experiences, which I don't think was ever mentioned in the VF piece.

  7. Chris, I really enjoy your work. I have not been so engaged by a reporter of high weirdness since I first discovered Jeff Wells' "Rigorous Intuition" back in 2005. Thank you. Sincerely.

  8. Chris,
    I am more than deeply affected by your work here. It has made me interested again. My start in all this was probably just around the time my brother was in Viet Nam. My flying dreams, OBEs on a regular basis. The friends i had in jr high through high school were so into all the tibetan, mystery, chariots of the gods stuff that for awhile i though we would all end up being in a cult. The. World at that time was being torn asunder. Coming here to read your insanely researched posts is like mental recess time for me.

    Had this idea, why don't you and Walter Bosley do some type of book/ theater/ podcast together? I think a regular series of just you two, no guests, could go for several months.

    Any ways,

    I keep coming here because you write well, focused work.

    Thank you for doing this,

    Be well


  9. "The next step is to figure what to do with this realization in a world that is rapidly becoming a real-time sci-fi dystopia." is amazing how quickly the "Empire" has fallen (tip-o-the hat to P K Dick).

    At least the richness of the "High Weirdness" palate will provide for the emergence of new mythologies in our brave new dystopia.

  10. Sure, I sometimes wonder if I'm wasting my time. That perhaps instead of all the blogging & surfing the net in search of any more red pills to gobble up like a gnostic Pac-Man (note to self: make a doodle of a gnostic Pac-Man) I should instead seek to study a Masters degree so that 25 years from now I don't have to rely to a bottle of Tequila & a gun with one bullet for a lack of a pension plan.

    But the thing is I can't help myself: I need to keep searching those red pills. And they way things are going, perhaps even with a good pension plan I might end up exactly in the same place: in an empty room, with nothing but a bottle of Tequila & a gun with one bullet.

  11. Another great post and excellent comments. I think we humans either are the sort of thinkers that can't help but mull the mysteries, or the sort that are happy to let the proscribed answers fill our questionnaires for us, as in mainstream religion or science. I am so happy to read the other muller's insights here at the Secret Sun. Thanks as always Chris.

  12. Ugh- crazy week. Long weekend. Let's do this:

    Pan: RAW haunts this blog. He looks over my shoulder as I type. I set him up with a nice comfy chair because I know he's been have spectral back problems. He's been telling me to lighten up and get back in touch with my innate Irish fatalism. He says I'm too Norman about things.

    UK- I'm not sure laughs were what I was going for, but I'll take praise anywhere I can get it.

    Anadae: Is it just us or did it all seem so much more important back then? Sometimes I feel like I'm trying to recreate that little section in the newstand where all the cool stuff was. My inner voice is Rod Serling, not Giorgio Tsoukalos.

    John- Have you been talking to my wife? UFOs are still out there, it's just they are getting forced to some obscure corner of the skies by all the hoaxes and misidentifications. But they are very patient.

    Raj: Holy smokes Raj- your comments are all blog worthy posts! But let me take on your point about ridicule because it speaks to your other points as well. All these issues you allude to are very real and observable, if not quite measurable. And that creates a problem. Because the world has to be a certain way and can't be another. Period. So ridicule becomes the ultimate weapon. But you and i both love Killing Joke who deal with all of this and more and they say out front- we are the fools, we are the evil clowns, we are not to be taken seriously. And that is exactly why they are so much more powerful and resonant than their armies of imitators. Maybe there is a lesson for us there.


  13. AB- I saw it when it came out! I think it had more of an impact than I realized.

    Andrew- Excellent link- I may feature it in a future post.

    T- Damn! High praise indeed! I cut my teeth on RigInt so well met, my friend.

    Laurence- I appreciate it very much Laurence. Walter Bosley,eh? I doubt he'd give me the time of day but I appreicate the compliment nonetheless.

    Sensei: Yes, one door closes another opens. Funny how that works out.

    Red Pill: Funny you should mention it- what you described is in the GOPs new Medicare package. it's the mandatory retirement option.

    I'm kidding of course. Actually I'm not kidding. It's just worded differently.

    Delorus: Just be thankful we live in this time where the options are a bit more flexible. I don't think it will last, but I'm grateful for it.

  14. This is a minor point, I know, but as an architect I feel the need to point it out.

    You can't really justifiably imply that the Rockefeller Center exists in a pre-Modernist era, architecturally. Modernism arose out of the turn of the century. The Rockefeller Center is Art Deco, a style which is intrinsically Modernist.

    Part of the reason it likely feels less "modern" to many observers, at least in comparison to, say, the closely contemporary International Style, is its extensive use of ornamentation and certain material qualities; this is less a rejection of modernism and more a way of attempting to marry it with the aesthetics of "craft". But by and large it also sought to embrace the style of the burgeoning machine age- hence the "speed lines" that make art deco so distinctive. But I digress.

    All I'm saying is: if you want to talk about the rich symbolism of pre-modernist architecture in contrast to the soul-less-ness of modernism (and, i guess, post-modernism), you shouldn't use a prime example of modernist architecture to do so.

    I understand the crux of your theory rests on the symbolism of the statue in conjunction with the building (though paul manship's body of work also owes something to the modernist aesthetic) the truth is that if modernism removed something from the minds of artists and architects, by the time the Rockefeller Center was built it was well on its way out.

  15. "I also realize that it's no use trying to distance yourself from any of the other Weird phyla in hopes that you'll be seen as respectable by the mainstream. Why? Well, because the elites are creating a world in which even the smallest deviation from their pronouncements, whether through The New York Times or the conservative media, will not be tolerated. Questioning conventional wisdom in any way at all will brand you as a heretic or woowoo or a "conspiracy theorist". So in for a penny, in for a pound."
    When those elites realized, that their science is bogus, and the entire solar system is teaming with extra-terrestrial life, they will cave, and buckle. They don't even have the classification of Venus or Mercury right, those two Planets are actually Moons for one, not Planets, and twin souls. Furthermore, they are also the organs of the Sun, Venus is the Christ or Heart Chakra, Mercury is the, Sun of the Morning Star, Light Bearer Lucifer, the early raiser, Amoon-ra, second light from the Sun Eosphoros, if you study the moon closely you'll see a navel, Humans are how Earth feeds her Baby, the growth of which is cyclic.
    Anyway great writing again, Mr. Knowles.

  16. On the topic of a Unified Theory of Weirdness, for my money nothing comes close to Daimonic Reality by Patrick Harpur. It's simply brilliant. It neatly side-steps the host of false dichotomies that keeps everyone arguing amongst themselves and posits an entirely different way of understanding the world. I can't recommend it highly enough.

  17. "I had intended to do the Mystery Hour more regularly until my computer began crapping out post-Sandy (I can't afford a new one at the moment)"

    Christopher my old one was seriously crappin' out too and I mysteriously lost a ton of Ballad of Alan Borky type stuff but our kid managed it somehow and now the new one's even worse behaved!

    The thing is at the beginning of the Millennium someone offered me an enormous sum of money to help me do my thing whatever that is but I had to turn them down because as I told them I have to go right to the end with whatever the hell this thing is I'm involved with and I can't risk compromising myself in the slightest degree even if there's only the tiniest remotest possibility of me actually doing some good out there even if it's far more likely I'll end up in a padded cell.

    But the very fact they gave me the opportunity to turn down their kind offer was a far greater gift to me than the actual money itself because I finally knew if I was ever tested there was a chance I'd be able to withstand the temptation.

    Saying that me son's had to withdraw from university because of the obscene costs and I shudder that first rate minds like yours and Loren Coleman have to work with tech out the steam age but someone once said to me "What happens if you don't sell out but it turns out there's no God or Buddha or Jesus and the fat cat types were right all along...?"

    I answered "It doesn't matter whether there's a God or not all that matters's to me's on the day I die no one can accuse me of having sold out everything I love and hold dear for a row of imaginary electronic zeros who's only real value's the envy it produces in others."

    All I can say to you Christopher's Shine on you exceedingly rare and sane diamond shine on!

    Unless I sell out in which case see me first thing.

    ps I'm tickled by how such a Big Sir as yourself reacquainted himself with his primordial Big Sir at Big Sur!

    Cosmic baby!

  18. Hi Chris,
    I'd like to say that this post is saying everything that I've been thinking for the last couple of months.

    I got into the world of the weird as a teenager and to my horror the whole subject is still looked upon with ridicule by the whole of the mainstream.

    Most reasonable sane people secretly are interested in the whole subject, but thanks to the proliferation of so called "experts" on line any discussions turns into "my theory is better than yours" So normal mainstream people shy away from talking about their experiences, as they are labeled weirdos.
    I think its time to change this by not giving the mainstream an inch when discussing these topics.
    People will always have strange experiences which they speak about to family and friends so its a part of being human, to deny this would mean we all live in a nightmare Orwellian 1984 future and I for one don't want that.
    Anyway sorry about the rant, you're one of the good guys and this blog is so inspiring, please keep doing what you do.
    May the secret sun be a beacon on light in an otherwise dark an scary universe.

  19. I totally <3 this post, Chris. "In for a Penny, in for a Pound". Roger that. Let's follow the evidences wherever they lead.