La experiencia religiosa de Philip K Dick

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http://chitauri.blogspot.com/2010/10/la-experiencia-religiosa-de-philip-k.html

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La experiencia religiosa de Philip K Dick

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A continuación dejo fragmentos de la gnóstica obra de Dick, Valis, que ayudarán a comprender la ¿obsesión? de su autor por la naturaleza ficticia de la realidad:

Fotograma de un capitulo de lost

El rayo rosa.

“(…) Dios, nos dijo, le había disparado un rayo de luz rosa directamente a la cabeza; Fat se había quedado temporalmente ciego y la cabeza le había dolido durante varios días. Era fácil, dijo, describir el rayo de luz rosa; era exactamente lo que se percibe como postimagen de fosfeno cuando una lámpara de flash nos destella en la cara. Ese color perseguía espiritualmente a Fat. A veces aparecía en la pantalla de un televisor. Vivía para esa luz, para ese color particular.
“Sin embargo, nunca volvió a encontrarlo. Nada podía producir ese color en la luz, salvo Dios. En otras palabras, la luz normal no lo contenía. En una oportunidad Fat estudió el círculo de los colores, un círculo de todo el espectro visible. El color no estaba allí. Había visto un color que nadie más puede ver, más allá del espectro.”
(…)
“Tendríamos que poder escuchar esta información o, mejor, esta narración, como una voz neutra dentro de nostros mismos. Pero algo no funcionó bien (…) no podemos leer fuera ni escuchar dentro. Algo le ha sucedido a nuestra inteligencia.”

El Obstruído.

“Él dijo: “Yo soy Dios y no hay otro Dios fuera de mí”. Pero cuando dijo estas cosas, pecó contra todos los inmortales (imperecederos) que lo protegían. Además, cuando Pistis vio la impiedad del gobernante se sintió enfadada. Sin ser vista, dijo: “Te equivocas Samael”, esto es “el dios ciego”. “Un hombre inmortal e inhumano, anterior a tí, se manifestará en los cuerpos que modeles. Te aplastará con los pies como los alfareros aplastan la arcilla. Y descenderás con los que te pertenecen al encuentro de tu madre, el abismo”.
“Fat comprendió inmediatamente lo que acababa de leer. Samael era la deidad creadra que creía ser el único Dios, como se dice en el Génesis. No obstante, era ciego, que quiere decir “obstruido”, un término fundamental para Fat.
(…)
“Antes de la identidad creadora existía un hombre inmortal e iluminado, y ese hombre inmortal e iluminado aparecería en la raza humana que Samael crearía. Y ese hombre inmortal e iluminado previo que la deidad creadora, aplastaría al iluso creador ciego e irracional como arcilla de alfarero.”

Gnosticismo, Logos e información viva.

“El hombre y el verdadero Dios son idénticos –como lo son el Logos y el verdadero Dios–, pero un loco creador enceguecido y su mundo demencial separan al hombre de Dios. Que el creador ciego crea sinceramente que él es el verdadrero Dios sólo revela el grado de obstrucción que padece. Esto es gnosticismo. De acuerdo con el gnosticismo, el hombre debe situarse en la misma categoría que Dios en oposición al mundo y al creador del mundo (que están los dos locos, se den cuenta o no). La pregunta de Fat “¿Es el universo irracional y lo es porque una mente irracional lo gobierna?”, recibe esta respuesta por intermedio del doctor Stone: “Sí, lo es; el universo es irracional; la mente que lo gobierna es irracional; pero sobre todo eso se eleva otro Dios, el verdadero Dios, y él no es irracional; ha desafiado a los poderes de este mundo, además, y se ha aventurado en él para ayudarnos; y lo conocemos como el Logos, lo cual, de acuerdo con Fat, significa información viva.”
(…)

Cebra y Nag Hammadi.

“Quizás el universo fuera irracional, pero algo racional había irrumpido en él, como un ladrón nocturno irrumpe en una casa, inesperado en cuanto a lugar, inesperado en cuanto a tiempo. Fat lo había visto, no porque tuviera nada de especial, sino porque la racionalidad así lo había decidido.
“Normalmente permanecía disimulada. Normalmente, cuando aparecía, nadie podía dsitinguirla del fondo; era fondo sobre fondo, como lo expresaba correctamente Fat. Tenía un nombre para designarlo.
“Cebra. Porque se confundía con el escenario. Esto recibe el nombre de mímesis. Otro nombre es mimetismo. Ciertos insectos recurren a él; miman otras cosas: a veces a otros insectos –a insectos venenosos – o ramitas, etcétera. Ciertos biólogos y naturalistas han aventurado especulativamente que quizás haya formas más elevadas de mimetismo, puesto que formas inferiores –es decir, formas que engañana a quienes tienen por objeto engañar, pero no a nosotros –se han encontrado en todas partes del mundo.
“¿Y si hubiese una forma elevada de mimetismo, tan elevada que ningún ser humano (o muy pocos) la habría detectado? ¿Y si sólo se la detectara si ella así lo decidiera? Lo cual significa que no se la detectaría realmente, pues en estas circunstancias habría abandonado el disimulo para desvelarse. “Desvelarse” en este caso equivaldría a “teofanía”. El ser humano diría asombrado: “He visto a Dios”; cuando de hecho habría visto una forma de vida ultraterrestre altamente evolucionada llegada aquí en algún momento del pasado … y quizá, como lo conjeturaba Fat, habría dormitado dos mil años en forma de semilla latente como información viva en los códices de Nag Hammadi, lo cual explicaría por qué las noticias de estos códices se interrumpieron abruptamente alrededor de 70DC.”
Transubstanciación.

“El universo es una vasta entidad irracional en la que ha irrumpido una forma de vida de orden elevado, disimulada mediante un refinado mimetismo; por lo tanto, mientras asi lo decida, permanece inadvertida –por nosotros–.
(…)
“Al cabo de un año de haber analizado el encuentro con Cebra, o con Dios o el Logos o lo que fuere, Fat llegó a la conclusión de que Cebra había invadido nuestro universo; y un año más tarde se dio cuenta de que estaba consumiéndolo; esto es, devorándolo. Cebra obraba mediante un proceso muy semejante a la transubstanciación. Éste es el milagro de la comunión por el que las dos especies, el vino y el pan, se convierten de manera invisible en la sangre y el cuerpo de Cristo.
“En lugar de verlo en la Iglesia, Fat lo había visto en el mundo; y no muy microformado, sino macroformado, lo cual significa, en una escala muy amplia, que parecía no tener límites.”
(…)
El Dios del exterior.

“Los hombres y el mundo son mútuamente tóxicos. Pero Dios –el verdadero Dios– ha entrado en ambos, ha entrado en el hombre y en el mundo, con lo cual el paisaje parece más sereno. Pero ese Dios, el Dios del exterior, se topa con una feroz oposición. Abundan las estafas –los engaños de la insanía– y se enmascaran reflejando la imagen opuesta: el ademán de la cordura. Las máscaras, sin embargo, se desgastan y la locura queda revelada. Es algo decididamente grotesco.”
(…)
“Transcurrieron venticinco siglos desde que Heráclito escribió: “La estructura latente domina la estructura de lo obvio” y “La naturaleza de las cosas tiene por hábito el ocultamiento”.
“De modo que lo racional, como una semilla, se oculta en la masa irracional”.

Anamnesis gnóstica (información viva) o Imperio.

“La “salvación” mediante la gnosis –más adecuadamente, la anamnesis (la pérdida de la amnesia)–, aunque tiene significación particular para cada uno de nosotros –un salto cuantitativo de la percepción, la identidad, la cognición, la comprensión, la experiencia del mundo y de uno mismo, con inclusión de la inmortalidad–, tiene mayor importancia todavía para la totalidad del sistema, puesto que estas memorias son datos necesarios y valiosos para un buen funcionamiento.
“Por lo tanto, se encuentra en proceso de autorreparación, que incluye: reconstrucción de nuestro subcircuito por medio de cambios del tiempo lineal y ortogonal y también una continua señalización dirigida a nostros para estimular los bloqueados bancos de memoria y recuperar lo que hay allí almacenado.
“La información externa o gnosis, pues, consiste en desinhibir las instrucciones, con el núcleo de contenido que nos es concretamente intrínseco, es decir, que ya se encuentra allí, en nosotros. (Esto lo observó por primera vez Platón, para quien aprender es un mdo de recordar.)
“Los antiguos dominaban técnicas (sacramentos y rituales) utilizadas ampliamente en los misterios religiosos grecorromanos, incluido el cristianismo primitivo, para producir el despertar y la recuperación, sobre todo, por el valor restaurador que tiene para los individuos; los gnósticos, empero, percibieron el valor ontológico de lo que llamaron la divinidad, la entidad total.”
(…)
“No caímos por causa de un error moral: caímos por causa de un error del intelecto que consideró como real el mundo de los fenómenos. Por lo tanto, somos moralmente inocentes. Es el Imperio en sus múltiples disfraces el que nos dice que hemos pecado. “El Imperio nunca terminó”.
(…)
“Los romanos habían descubierto y matado a todos los homoplásmatas: todos los cristianos primitivos en conatcto con el plásmata; ellos murieron, el plásmata escapó a Nag Hammadi y permaneció allí aletargado como información en los códices.”
(…)
“El médico ha venido a nosotros varias veces con distintos nombres. Pero todavía no estamos curados. El Imperio lo identifica y lo rechaza. Esta vez el médico acabará con el Imperio por fagocitosis.”
(…)
“El Imperio es la Institución, la codificación de la perturbación; está loco y nos impone esa locura por la violencia; es violento por naturaleza.
“Luchar contra el Imperio significa inferctarse de la perturbación que lo domina. Esta es una paradoja; quienquiera que derrote un segmento del Imperio, se convierte en el Imperio; prolifera como un virus, imponiendo su forma a los enemigos. Por lo tanto, se convierte en el enemigo.
“Contra el Imperio se levanta la información viva, el plásmata o médico que conocemos con el nombre de Espíritu Santo, Cristo desencarnado. Estos son los dos principios: el oscuro (el Imperio) y el luminoso (el plásmata). Cada cual contiene un componente de esos dos principios. Zoroastro lo sabía porque la Mente Sabia le transmitió la información. Él fue el primer Salvador. Cuatro han existido en total. Un quinto que está por nacer diferirá de los otros.”
El Inmortal o Elías.

“Cuando un huésped humano muere, el Inmortal se traslada, de modo que no es nunca atrapado ni muerto. De ahí que Jesús exclamara en la cruz: “Eli, Eli, lama sabachtani”. Al escucharlo, algunos de los presentes dijeron correctamente: “Este hombre está llamando a Elías”. Elías lo había abandonado y él murió solo.
(…)
“Tomás había llegado a saber cómo reconstruirse después de acaecida la muerte física. Todos los cristianos primitivos lo sabían. Se logaba por medio de la anamnesis, la pérdida de la amnesia que … Bien, según estaba planeado el sistema, cuando Tomás se sintiera agonizar dejaría una huella en el signo cristiano del pez, comería un alimento color rosa –el mismo color rosa de la luz que Fat había visto– y bebería de un recipiente sagrado mantenido en un lugar fresco, y luego moriría; y al renacer, crecería y se convertiría en otra persona, no en él mismo, hasta que se le mostrara el signo del pez.
“Había previsto que esto sucedería unos cuarenta años después de su muerte. Se había equivocado. Tuvieron que transcurrir casi dos mil años.”
(…)
“La promesa de vida eterna que Cristo hizo a su pequeño rebaño no era ninguna mentira. Cristo le había enseñado a lograrla.”
(…)
“Cristo es una forma de vida extraterrestre que llegó a este planeta hace millares de años, y que como información viva pasó a los cerebros de los seres humanos que ya vivían aquí, la población nativa de este planeta.
“Antes de ser Cristo fue Elías. Los judíos lo saben todo sobre Elías y su inmortalidad; y su capacidad de extender la inmortalidad entre otros “mediante la división de su espíritu”. El pueblo de Qumran conocía todo esto. Intentaban recibir parte del espíritu de Elías.”

Pez, ADN y Dogon.

“–Me pareció ver el signo cristiano del Pez– dije –. Como decoración.”
(…)
“–¿Saben qué es? La doble hélice.
“–Eso es la molécula de ADN– dije.
“–Exacto– dijo Kevin con una sonrisa–. Como un dibujo repetido alrededor de la boca del cántaro.
“Todos permanecimos en silencio por un momento y luego yo dije: –La memoria del ácido ribonucleico. El pozo de memoria genética.
“–Exacto– dijo Kevin. Agregó–: A orillas del arroyo cuando ella llena el cántaro …
“–¿Ella?– preguntó Fat –. ¿Quién es ella?
“–Una mujer –respondió Kevin–. Nunca se la vuelve a ver. Nunca se le ve el rostro, pero lleva un largo vestido anticuado y está descalza. Mientras llena el cuenco o el cántaro, hay un hombre que pesca.
(…)
“–Entonces el signo cristiano del Pez es la doble hélice de Crick y Watson – les dije –. La molécula de ADN que almacena la memoria genética.”
(…)
“Esto también complació a Fat, pues aludía al pueblo Dogon que designaba a la deidad benéfica con el signo del Pez.”

VALIS – Kabbalah – Artefacto

“Siempre hay información cuando VALIS está presente –dijo Mini asintiendo y sonriendo–. Él es información. Información viva.”
(…)
“–Pues entonces, no estás familiarizado con la Cábala –dijo Mini–. Es el sistema de código que utiliza VALIS; toda la información verbal se almacena como Cábala.”
(…)
“–VALIS es una construcción –dijo Mini–. Un artefacto. Está anclado aquí en la Tierra, literalmente anclado. Pero como para él el tiempo y el espacio no existen, VALIS puede estar en cualquier parte y en cualquier tiempo que le plazca.
“–¿Tiene algún antagonista?– preguntó Kevin.
“–Sólo la patología de este planeta – dijo Eric –.
“–Pues entonces VALIS es racional – dije.
“–La única racionalidad con que contamos – dijo Linda.
(…)
“VALIS, como información viva, penetraría en el mundo, se reproduciría en los cerebros humanos, se cruzaría con ellos, los ayudaría y los guiaría en un nivel subliminal, es decir, de manera invisible. Ningún ser humano podría tener la certeza de ser portador de la buena nueva en tanto la simbiosis no alcanzara el punto de iluminación. En el trato con otros seres humanos, una persona dada no sabría nunca cuándo se encontraba en presencia de otro homoplásmata y cuándo no.”

Choza en el mar.

“Una noche soñé que era propietario de una cabaña que estaba directamente en el agua, un océano en esta ocasión; el agua se extendía hasta el horizonte. Y esta cabaña no se parecía a ninguna otra que yo hubiera visto; se asemejaba más bien a una choza como las que aparecían en los films sobre los mares del Sur.”

Philip K. Dick: The Other Side - By Paul Rydeen

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http://www.greylodge.org/occultreview/glor_011/pkd_other_side.htm

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Philip K. Dick: The Other Side By Paul Rydeen ... the group had taken an active interest in their situation, viewing it as a manifestation on an earthly plane of certain super-terrestrial forces. - Jack Isidore (1) My first exposure to the mind-bending fiction of Philip K. Dick was in early 1981. It must have been January or February because I remember it still being quite cold. To my surprise, a friend of my dad's had given him a recent issue of Playboy, which I eagerly perused whenever I had the chance. On one such occasion I needed to prove to myself a maturity beyond the pictures of naked ladies, so I commenced to read the magazine's various features. It turned out to be the December 1980 issue; one feature was Phil's story "Frozen Journey" (2). Although this high-school senior had been reading science fiction for a decade or more, I must confess I was confused by the shifting realities portrayed in "Frozen Journey". Further readings did little for my comprehension. By the time graduation rolled around, I had seen Phil's books recommended repeatedly in the columns of Heavy Metal magazine. I picked up a used copy of The Man in the High Castle (3). It was quite good, and a whole lot easier to understand than "Frozen Journey" had been. Soon after, VALIS (4) hit the stands. I bought it. I enjoyed it immensely, but was still unable to fully realize the implications of Phil's speculations. Next I found the Gregg Press hardcover reissue of Time Out of Joint (5) in a little science fiction bookstore that had just opened off-campus. At last I understood; what I had read of the false or illusory nature of reality while studying Hinduism and Buddhism now made sense on a personal level. As I matured, my appreciation for Phil grew. I started college that fall, and frequented that bookstore often. I scoured almost every used bookstore in the Minneapolis area, spending months in search of elusive PKD titles. I found many rare first editions this way, and still have dreams wherein I continue the search. When Phil died in March of 1982, I owned a copy of nearly every book he had written. I considered his death a personal loss. To understand Phil, one must grapple with his unique emotional states, and his unique interpretations of same. Most importantly, in February and March of 1974 Phil had a series of "mystic" experiences. When he died eight years later he was still unsure of their origin or meaning. Left behind was his so-called Exegesis, an 8,000-page, one-million-word continuing dialogue with himself written late, late at night (6). Though Phil never did solve the puzzle to his satisfaction, I believe he enjoyed the pursuit of the answer for its own sake much more than he would have enjoyed resolving the problem. In fact, I don't think any answer would've been entirely acceptable to him for very long. By its very nature this mystery had no rational solution. Phil had suffered several personal setbacks during the time immediately preceding these experiences. Stress over his wife and new son, a severe case of writer's block, an unexplained break-in, lingering problems with drugs (mostly prescribed medications), and worries over his political actions all played their part. So did the loss of several close friends. He even worried over whether he had inadvertently published high-level government secrets in his novels (see KING FELIX discussion below). The usually self- reflective Phil became much more introspective than normal. His depression turned his thoughts to suicide more than once. The impetus for this particular experience was the severe pain Phil was suffering as a result of having an impacted wisdom tooth removed. Phil called his oral surgeon, who promptly phoned in a prescription for some codeine to a local pharmacy (or Darvon; accounts vary). When the delivery girl arrived, Phil took one look at her and became mesmerized by the golden fish dangling between her breasts. When asked, the girl told Phil that this was the primitive Christian ICHTHYS symbol, ICHTHYS being the Greek for "fish". The fish was chosen in part because ICHTHYS was taken to be an anagram for "Iesous CHristos, THeou Yios, Soter" (Jesus Christ, Son of God, Savior) . "The girl and I are secret Christians, in hiding because of the Roman persecution. The only way we can identify ourselves to each other is the innocent-looking fish symbol, a harmless pendant in the eyes of most. This secret ally brings not only medicine to heal my sore tooth, but spiritual medicine as well. After all, is not Christ the Great Physician?" He accepted the package and bade the girl good-bye. Phil found himself transported back to first- century Rome - the time of the founding of the Church amidst much persecution. The vision of another reality superimposed upon this one lasted weeks. Phil had a hard time deciding which one was true, and which the illusion. During this period of uncertainty, he found himself "trapped" (figuratively, I would imagine) in a Black Iron Prison - a Gnostic symbol of our fall into History. It is deceptively referred to as the Cave of Treasures. Phil used this concept obliquely in "Strange Memories of Death" (7), wherein he refers to his apartment complex as having been prison-like until the new developers made it appear like a garden. From his further description it is quite obviously still a prison, despite its Edenic appearance. In Freudian terms, the tooth can be a symbol of libido (not necessarily sexual). Dreaming of the loss of a tooth, for example, can represent a fear that one may lose one's standing in some way - physically or emotionally - or be a warning from the subconscious that this is threatening to happen. Note that one of Palmer Eldritch's three stigmata was his artificial teeth (8). Phil's impacted wisdom tooth was like his latent Gnosis, awaiting the proper stimulus to trigger his anamnesis. Another symbol of libido is the phalliform fish, whose sleek shape glides silently through the deep waters of the subconscious. As ICHTHYS, Christ strengthens our libido, our "psychic" energy, and asks nothing in return. He is UBIK, a negentropic force in a universe that is forever running itself down (9). The Hebrew for "tooth" is shin, which is also the name of the twenty-first and penultimate letter of the Hebrew alphabet. (The reader familiar with Phil's novel The Penultimate Truth (10) may do well to ponder the connection.) The English equivalent to shin is "S" or "Sh". Perhaps because of its trident shape (literally, "three-toothed") and sibilant pronunciation, the kabbalists associated this letter with the element fire. Compare Phil's trident dream at the end of VALIS, after Fat departs again for the Greek islands. Shin also appears somewhat like a descending dove, so it should come as no surprise that a relationship between it and the Holy Spirit exists. That the numerical value of both the letter taken by itself and the Hebrew phrase RUACH ALHIM ("the Spirit of God", usually translated "Elohim") is 300 serves to solidify the connection. The Spirit is often represented as a flame, one example being the tongues of fire that came to rest on the apostles' heads on that first Pentecost. Many spirits and other air elementals have been associated with fire as well. Later Christian kabbalists (namely, Pico) and the Theosophists attempted to justify their doctrines by showing that the union of God as Yahweh/Jehovah (YHWH) and the Holy Spirit (Sh) was Jesus (YHShWH). The four letters of the ineffable name represent the four natural elements of the ancients, while the fifth element - spirit - fills out the fifth point of the pentagram, a symbol of man. The triple-pronged shin was taken to be representative of the Trinity. YHShHW is usually translated "Yeheshuah", of which the English form is "Joshua". "Jesus" is from IESOUS, the Greek version of this name. This formula seems especially valid if one considers the esoteric doctrine of the Holy Spirit as the feminine counterpart of God. Certain kabbalists have maintained the Hebrew RUACH is of the feminine gender; if so then this has been translated out of most versions of the Bible. In some Gnostic systems, the consort of God is Sophia, Phil's Holy Wisdom (see the biblical Book of Proverbs). The Babylon whom St. John of Patmos tells us is "fallen, fallen" is usually identified with first-century Rome (11). The Hebrews' subjugation under the Romans was every bit as resented as it had been under the Babylonians six centuries earlier. John's prophecy of Rome's fall was certainly wishful thinking, penned sometime after the destruction of the Temple in 70 AD. I identify John's Babylon with the Gnostic Sophia, a symbol of the world in its fallen state. The Land of the Dead - Egypt - was a similar symbol for later Gnostic sects. The implication of Phil's vision is that we still live in Roman times, i.e. a "fallen" state. Gnosis must come from the outside. Chokmah is the Hebrew for "wisdom"; her position on the kabbalistic Tree of Life is the second or penultimate one (representing a less than perfect reality) - but here she is given a masculine identity, despite the references to Holy Wisdom in the Scriptures. The Greek for "wisdom" is Sophia; a cognate term is Gnosis, "knowledge". Like Sophia, Chokmah is one step removed from the true Godhead. I equate Sophia with John's Babylon and the traditional Chokmah, the same yin principle which Phil took to be his anima in the form of his long-dead twin sister Jane (she had died aged five weeks). Her avatar has appeared previously in the form of Simon Magus' Helen, to cite a Gnostic example. In Phil's case, he sought her in each woman with whom he had an adult relationship - a reunion of the divine syzygy, as it were. His yearning for the sister he never knew did more to inspire his world-view than any other single factor; the appearance of twins throughout his work is ample testimony to this state of affairs. The encysted twin in Dr. Bloodmoney (12) is one of many such examples. There is a kabbalistic tradition in which one sees oneself relating events from the future. The kabbalists' reticence to record autobiographical experiences, especially those of an ecstatic nature, has obscured this fact. Phil had a hypnogogic experience as a boy in which he saw himself as an adult standing at the foot of his bed. In later life he relived the experience from the "time traveler's" standpoint. The Persian Mani (founder of the gnostic Manichean religion) had the same thing occur to him when he was 12, and once more as an adult. He recognized this doppelganger as his Higher Self - the Divine Adam and called it in Arabic "al-Tawm", the twin. It guided him and gave him comfort throughout his life, and he was said to be gazing upon it in the cell just before he died. Despite Phil's Valentinian Sophian cosmology, I have often felt he was more akin to the Manichean school on a practical level. In 1975 a two-word cypher was "sent forth"; the phrase KING FELIX appears in the juxtaposition of two adjacent lines in Phil's novel Flow My Tears, The Policeman Said (13). It was only later that he happened upon its significance. The fact that Army Intelligence bought multiple copies of that one book perplexed him greatly. In VALIS one of the Lamptons tells him that the phrase has kabbalistic significance. I assume they refer to gematria, the practice of assigning numerical values to individual letters within a word and taking their sum. "King" is English, so should it be translated into Latin? "Felix" is the Latin for "happy" (literally, "fruitful"). "Rex" is the Latin for "king" so FELIX REX adds to 256 when transposed into Greek enumeration. This is the eighth power of two, which perhaps is the Gnostic ogdoad pointing back to a duality - Phil's Two-Source Cosmogony. "Basileos" is Greek for "king"; I'm not sure what the proper translation of "felix" would be, or even if Greek is the proper language to use. This practice existed in the Hebrew language before Greek became the common language of the Mediterranean area, and in other Semitic languages before that. The little girl, Sophia, reads from the Sephir Yetzirah when the Rhipidon Society visits her at the Lamptons' - establishing a Hebrew link - but she also tells them the Lamptons are insane. This issue remains unresolved. At one point Phil experimented with a megadose of vitamins he had read about in Psychology Today. This mixture was being used by a certain doctor to stimulate simultaneous neural firing in both hemispheres of the brain. While the original experiments were strictly designed for split-personality patients, Phil concocted a batch and swallowed it down. He says it worked. The right side of the brain is often identified with the dark, irrational, "feminine" component of our minds; the parallel to the imperfect, premature Sophia is obvious. Speculation has arisen that the voices heard by prophets and madmen originate in the right-brain (14). Usually drowned out by the day-to-day noise of the more verbally active left-brain, under certain circumstances it may be heard. At one time in our not-so-distant past, this may have been far more common than it is today. This is one of many possibilities considered by Phil, probably no more right or wrong than any of the others. Another possibility I'd like to briefly consider is that one possible subconscious influence was the "Roman" episode of the old Star Trek TV series. I've long forgotten the show's title, but it involved a planet similar to twentieth-century Earth with the exception that Roman rule still existed. Rome never fell - the Empire never ended - and secret followers of "the Son" were preaching peace and brotherhood rather than tyranny. This in no way lessens the import of Phil's vision, nor does it explain anything away. I merely find it an intriguing idea to ponder. Who can say what psychic debris forms the foundations of our subconscious? As the image of first-century Rome persisted, Phil began seeing St. Elmo's fire almost everywhere he looked. He had purchased his own ICHTHYS sign to hang in the picture window of his apartment; admittedly his staring at the sunlight had much to do with the earliest manifestations. However, the pink light was even visible at night, when Phil would sit up in bed unable to sleep, enjoying the show. In A Scanner Darkly (15) he describes it as a rapid-fire succession of Paul Klee, Kandinsky and other modern artists. He also describes the times the St. Elmo's fire took on the shape of a doorway proportioned to the Golden Mean (representing perfection). This was a doorway to the Other World. The character in the book regrets having never thought to step through the doorway after the apparition finally disappeared. The nightly visions continued, often taking the form of incredibly complex dreams which Phil saw at once were unlike his usual sleeping habits. He called them "tutelary" dreams because of their information-rich content. In many he was actually shown texts, which he was able to read and transcribe their contents upon awakening. This is another kabbalistic tradition, the ability to read holy texts on the astral plane. Always for Phil, the pink beam of light was prominent. Admittedly, the idea one is being shot with a beam of energy is typical to many schizophrenics. So are the discarnate voices which haunted Phil's unplugged radio at night, telling him how terrible a person he was (his then-wife Tessa heard them too). The one difference here is that Phil perceived it as a healing light rather than a further descent into madness. He credited it with taking charge of his life, recovering a lot of income due from unpaid book royalties, and even re-margining his typewriter. He never decided what the beam's source really was. Guesses included the Rosicrucian Society, Soviet scientists experimenting with "psychotronics", and an alien satellite orbiting a distant star. One message came from the "Portuguese States of America", leading Phil to contemplate the possibility of parallel universes. He also thought it might have been God. The Roman Sybil in her later Christianized form was a particular favorite of Phil's; her similarity to Jane as Phil's "protectress" was the attraction. VALIS even quotes the Sybilline Oracles. Note also that the much-sought product UBIK in Phil's novel of the same name is depicted on the dustjacket of the original as spraying a pink substance. Coincidence? The connection is further made in VALIS when Phil and friends mistake a model of the satellite for a can lying in the gutter (in the movie-within-a- book). Does this refer to a can of UBIK as well? In some of his dreams, Phil saw Soviet scientists rushing around behind the scenes to keep the alien satellite functioning. Phil originally thought VALIS was from Fomalhaut, which he called "Albemuth" (from the Arab Al Behemoth, "the whale"). Fomalhaut is the fish's mouth; Phil apparently mistook "behemoth" for "leviathan", two Hebrew words from the Old Testament. It is the latter which actually refers to the whale, according to most sources. What matters most is Phil's beliefs on the matter; if his subconscious mind processed "behemoth" as "whale", then "whale" it is - for him. At any rate, the fish symbolism is obvious, as is the reference to Jonah. Phil must have read Robert K.G. Temple's The Sirius Mystery (16) before writing VALIS, because he relocated the satellite to there. This brings in a host of occult references too involved to go into here. Suffice it to say that the dark companion of Sirius represents "occult" or hidden knowledge, as does Sirius' position as "the sun behind the Sun" (as Kenneth Grant calls it). Neither Phil nor Temple seem to have known this when they wrote their books. Phil cleverly tied in the dualist Dogon philosophy described by Temple with his own Gnostic beliefs, though as narrator of VALIS he ascribes this revelation to Fat and tells us this is the point at which Fat's madness became complete. Madness or not, VALIS stands as a classic on many levels. The three-eyed aliens had pincers like a crab where hands should be, just like Palmer Eldritch and his artificial hands. These "improved" hands seem to denote an elevated status as cosmic artificer or demiurge, while also indicating an inherent flaw of some sort. The beings were also deaf and mute; they communicated amongst themselves by means of telepathy. One could say their inability to hear or speak reinforces the notion of an imperfect demiurge, as well as it helps conceal his true nature. Then again, their physical handicap may be the results of a personal sacrifice undertaken to enhance their mental faculties. Phil was consistent in documenting his major influences within the works they influenced. VALIS was no exception. Curiously, there are two which went uncredited, and to my knowledge no researcher has yet uncovered them both. The first is Robert K.G. Temple's aforementioned The Sirius Mystery. Temple documents the Dogon people of Africa and their precise astronomical data which predate telescopes. Their legends say that this knowledge was given to them by three-eyed crab-clawed beings from Sirius. Temple goes on to trace the Dogon's ancestors back to migrating Egyptians who continue a tradition well-documented in the Mysteries of Isis and Osiris. Certainly Phil read Temple's book after writing Radio Free Albemuth; why else would he have moved VALIS from Fomalhaut to Sirius? The other major influence which went uncredited may be more of a surprise. It is not a scholarly influence like Temple's, but rather a little known facet of popular culture. The whole idea of an immortal and all-powerful race who build universes out of boredom, fall into them and become trapped because they forget who they are is indeed gnostic in flavor, as many have said. It should be noted, however, that this is exactly what Scientology teaches about the Thetans. WE ARE THE THETANS and we don't even know it. Palmer Eldritch had three stigmata: his artificial eyes, artificial teeth and artificial hands. The cover of the original edition combines these to show the classic eye-in-palm design used by fortune-tellers to indicate occult wisdom. The all-seeing eye is a common motif in Masonic lore as well; at one point Phil challenged God to show himself and saw the Ark of the Covenant opened to reveal the eye-in-the-triangle. Esoteric tradition among the Masons identifies this occult eye with the star Sirius - named for Osiris, the dead and risen Egyptian savior who adumbrated Christ by centuries. It is also the eye of the cyclops and the third or ajna eye of Shiva, which Phil (as Fat) attributes to Ihknaton and his followers in the Tractates appended to VALIS. Others have placed a sexual interpretation upon it as well, but that's beyond the scope of the present work. While listening to the Beatles' "Strawberry Fields Forever" one day, Phil heard the lyrics change into a prophetic warning: "Your son has an undiagnosed right inguinal hernia. The hydrocele has burst, and it has descended into the scrotal sac. He requires immediate attention, or will soon die." Phil rushed him to the hospital and found every word to be true. The doctor scheduled the operation for the same day. Once again, the healing power of Phil's vision comes to the fore. In a sense the boy was "reborn", which was to have great consequences for Phil's subsequent actions. For a while Phil thought the spirit of Elijah had come upon him, much as the followers of John the Baptist felt about their Master. He even identified with a certain first-century Christian he called Thomas, whose thoughts Phil heard while falling asleep. There's someone inside of me, and he's living in another century. This Thomas was eventually garroted, which provides the connection to John the Baptist. "Thomas" is a Greek name meaning "twin"; whose twin was he if not Phil's? (Mani's twin was also called "tawm"; extant Greek Manichean texts refer to him as "syzygon".) Phil saw fit to baptize and confirm his infant son at this time (he was Episcopalian). Phil then gave his son a secret name which has never been divulged. In the posthumously-published Radio Free Albemuth (17) - the first version of what finally became VALIS - "Nicholas Brady" christened "Johnny" with the secret name "Paul". Since Phil saw himself as Elijah or John the Baptist, my best guess is that Phil told his son he was the Savior incarnate, and named him "Emmanuel", a Hebrew name meaning "God with us". His son's birth name was in fact Christopher, from the Greek for "Christ-bearer". Indeed, Radio Free Albemuth ends with the imprisoned Phil taking consolation in the knowledge that the Message has gone out after all - to the children. The importance of this assertion in light of the child-saviors in VALIS and The Divine Invasion cannot be underestimated. No wonder it hurt so badly when Phil's wife left with his son. It would have been interesting to see how Phil's son would have turned out under his father's tutelage. As it is, he may yet surprise us as he comes of age. Phil's experiences culminated with a beatific vision of a Palm Tree Garden, which he described in Deus Irae (18) and mentioned several times in The Divine Invasion (19). Though this was still a part of first-century Rome, Phil felt at peace in the garden - the nostalgic Eden. The palm tree itself is the World Tree, the axis mundi, the pole at the center of the world which leads to heaven. Palm leaves were strewn before Christ when he returned to Jerusalem to indicate victory over temptation in the wilderness; today they are carried by those who have completed a pilgrimage to the Holy Land. Palm Sunday commemorates this event in Christ's life. Palmer Eldritch's name is an obvious reference, but "palmer" could also refer to sleight of hand - indicating his position as malevolent demiurge. Associated with the vision of the Palm Tree Garden was a young girl gathering water at riverside. On her vase was an interlocking pattern which Phil recognized as a series of ICHTHYS symbols. He also saw it as the double helix form of DNA. The universe, he understood, is information - just as DNA is the encoded information by which our bodies are created and maintained. He identified this girl with Aquarius, the water-bearer. To me this symbolizes a pouring out (from the subconscious) and the heralding of a new age. This scene was used in VALIS to announce the new messiah, the little girl called Sophia. A new age had indeed begun, short-lived as it was. Though Phil's vision of Rome faded, his tutelary dream continued for six more years. So too did the AI voice (for "Artificial Intelligence"), a soft feminine voice he heard in times of stress and during hypnogogic revery. Naturally he identified this voice with Jane/Sophia, and claims to have first heard it during a high school physics exam (it gave him the answers) 25 years earlier. It all ended November 17, 1980. Phil claimed to have had a theophany that day, though witnesses noticed nothing unusual. Phil suddenly comprehended God as infinite, by nature incomprehensible. In other words, the Exegesis would never solve anything because there was no answer to be had. Phil actually stopped writing for a time because of this, but was at it again before too long. He also wrote The Divine Invasion around this time, which was when the voice finally stopped. Had it not been for the theophany, Phil would have probably cried, "Eloi, Eloi, lama sabachthani?" As it was, he persisted in speculating the remaining year of his life, and managed to produce one more novel before the end - the posthumously-published The Transmigration of Timothy Archer (20). Phil suffered the first of several strokes in February 1982 and died several days later in the hospital, on March 2. He was 53. NOTES: (1) Philip K. Dick. Confessions of a Crap Artist. New York: Pocket Books, 1982. (Orig. 1975.) Pg. 164. (2) "Frozen Journey" was Playboy's name for the manuscript Phil called "I Hope I Shall Arrive Soon". It was reprinted under its original title most recently in The Eye of the Sybil (New York: Carol Publishing Group, 1992). (3) The Man in the High Castle. New York: Putnam, 1962. This title has gone through several editions and remains in print. (4) VALIS. New York: Bantam, 1981. (5) Time Out of Joint. Boston: Gregg Press, 1979. (Orig. 1959.) (6) A very limited number of Exegesis entries were eventually published in Selections from the Exegesis, edited by PKD biographer Lawrence Sutin (Lancaster: Underwood-Miller, 1991). Sutin also wrote the excellent Divine Invasions: A Life of Philip K. Dick (New York: Carol Publishing Group, 1991). (7) "Strange Memories of Death" first appeared in issue #8 of Interzone magazine (Brighton, UK). It also was collected in I Hope I Shall Arrive Soon (New York: St. Martin's Press, 1987) and volume 5 of Underwood-Miller's Collected Stories (reprinted by Carol Publishing Group). (8) The Three Stigmata of Palmer Eldritch. Garden City: Doubleday, 1965. (9) Reference is to Phil's novel UBIK (Garden City: Doubleday, 1969). (10) The Penultimate Truth. New York: Belmont, 1964. (11) Revelations 18:2. (12) Dr. Bloodmoney, or How We Got Along After the Bomb (New York: Ace Books, 1965. Reprinted Boston: Gregg Press, 1977.). Another good example is the pair of lambs born near the end of Confessions of a Crap Artist (ibid), the second of which is stillborn. In this case it is the male twin Phil kills off - representing himself. (13) Flow My Tears, the Policeman Said. Garden City: Doubleday, 1975. (Phil parodied this book as The Android Cried Me A River in VALIS.) (14) See Julian Jaynes, The Origin of Consciousness in the Breakdown of the Bicameral Mind. (Boston: Houghton-Mifflin, 1976.) (15) A Scanner Darkly. Garden City: Doubleday, 1977. (16) Temple's book is little more than a well-researched paperback of the Ancient Astronaut variety. Only Phil could have turned it into a whole universe. (London: Futura Publications Ltd., 1979.) Robert Anton Wilson's Cosmic Trigger was also an influence in regards to the Sirius connection; Phil acknowledges it as such in VALIS. (Berkeley: And/Or Press, 1977. It's been reprinted by both Simon & Schuster and Falcon Press.) (17) Radio Free Albemuth. New York: Arbor House, 1985. (18) (w/ Roger Zelazny). Deus Irae. Garden City: Doubleday, 1976. (19) The Divine Invasion. New York: Simon & Schuster, 1981. (20) The Transmigration of Timothy Archer. New York: Simon & Schuster, 1982. Article from: Date: 01 Apr 94 15:52 EST From: {RYDEEN.PAUL@forum.va.gov} To: RYDEEN.PAUL@forum.va.gov, pkd-list@wang.com [For those who may have missed it the first time, here is a copy of an article I wrote last year. It originally was published in Crash Collusion magazine, no. 5. Copies may be had for $4 from Box 49233, Austin, TX 78765. Issue 7 is due very soon, and features an article by Adam Gorightly called "PKD, the Unicorn, and Soviet Psychotronics". It's also $4. For those of you who saw this article last time I posted it, note that this is a cleaned-up copy with all scanning errors and typos removed. Feel free to distribute it elsewhere. As always, your comments are welcome.]

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Philip K. Dick and Philosophy

Edited by D. E. Wittkower

Volume 63 in the Popular Culture and Philosophy® series

Science fiction writer Philip K. Dick (1928–1982) is the giant imagination behind so much recent popular culture—both movies directly based on his writings, such as Blade Runner and Total Recall, cult favorites, such as A Scanner Darkly and Imposter, and works revealing his powerful influence, such as The Matrix and Inception. With the much anticipated forthcoming publication in 2011 of volume 1 ofExegesis, his journal of spiritual visions and paranoic investigations, Dick is fast becoming a major influence in the world of popular spirituality and occult thinking.

In Philip K. Dick and Philosophy, thirty Dick fans and professional thinkers confront the fascinating and frightening ideas raised by Dick’s mind-blowing fantasies. Is there an alien world behind the everyday reality we experience? If androids can pass as human, should they be given the same consideration as humans? Do psychotics have insights into a mystical reality? Would knowledge of the future free us or enslave us? The volume will also include Dick's short story "Adjustment Team," on which The Adjustment Bureau is based.

Philip K. Dick and Philosophy has much to offer for both serious fans who have read many of his novels and stories, and for those who may have just recently learned his name, and realized that his work has been the inspiration for several well-known and thought-provoking films. Most chapters start with one or more of the movies based on Dick’s writing. From here, the authors delve deeper into the issues by bringing in philosophers' perspectives and by bringing in Dick’s written work. The book invites the reader with a casual familiarity with Dick to get to know his work, and invites the reader with little familiarity with philosophy to learn more. At the same time, new perspectives and challenging connections and interpretations will interest the most hard-core Dick fans.

The book prominently addresses the most widely-known films, as well as those with the most significant fan followings: Blade Runner, Total Recall, Minority Report, A Scanner Darkly, and The Adjustment Bureau. Along with these “big five” films, a few chapters address his last novels, especially VALIS, which have a significant cult following of their own. There are also chapters which address short stories and novels which are currently planned for adaptation: Radio Free Albemuth (film completed, awaiting distribution), The Man in the High Castle (in development by Ridley Scott for BBC mini-series), and “King of the Elves” (Disney, planned for release in 2012).

D. E. Wittkower is Lecturer in Philosophy at Coastal Carolina University in Conway, South Carolina. He is the editor of Facebook and Philosophy, Mr. Monk and Philosophy, and iPod and Philosophy.

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Philip K. Dick - Exegesis excerpts by Philip K. Dick, 1974-1982 "The Ten Major Principles of the Gnostic Revelation" Preface "The Exegesis of Philip K. Dick has too long remained a terra incognita. As a practical matter, that is hardly surprising: The unpublished form of the Exegesis consists of over eight thousand pages without a unifying numbered sequence, most of which were handwritten in a scrawling script, and all of which were arbitrarily sorted into ninety-one manila folders following Dick's death in 1982. Thus, while the 1980's saw the posthumous first publication of numerous Dick mainstream novels of the 1950s, the Exegesis remained out of view as an archival nightmare. But one with a curious legendary status..." Excerpts "I Speak of The Restorer of What Was Lost The Mender of What Was Broken March 16, 1974: It appeared - in vivid fire, with shining colors and balanced patterns - and released me from every thrall, inner and outer. March 18, 1974: It, from inside me, looked out and saw the world did not compute, that I - and it - had been lied to. It denied the reality, and power, and authenticity of this world, saying, "This cannot exist; it cannot exist." March 20, 1974: It seized me entirely, lifting me from the limitations of the space-time matrix; it mastered as, at the same instant, I knew that the world around me was cardboard, a fake. Through its power I saw suddenly the universe as it was; through its power of perception I saw what really existed, and through its power of no-thought decision, I acted to free myself. It took on in battle, as a champion of all human spirits in thrall, every evil, every Iron Imprisoning thing. March 20 until late July, 1974: It received signals and knew how to give ceaseless battle, to defeat the tyranny which had entered by slow degrees our free world, our pure world; it fought and destroyed tirelessly each and every one of them, and saw them all clearly, with dislike; its love was for justice and truth beyond everything else. August 1974 on: It waned, but only as the adversary in all its forms waned and perished. When it left me, it left me as a free person, a physically and mentally healed person who had seen reality suddenly, in a flash, at the moment of greatest peril and pain and despair; it had loaned me its power and it had set right what had by degrees become wrong over God knows how long. It came just prior to the vernal equinox or at it. The Jews call it Elijah; the Christians call it the Holy Spirit. The Greeks called it Dionysus-Zagreus. It thought, in my dreams, mostly in Greek, referring to Elijah in the greek form: Elias. Gradually its fierceness turned to a gentle quality and it seemed like Jesus, but it was still Zagreus, still the god of springtime. Finally it became the god of mirth and joy and music, perhaps a mere man, Orpheus, and after that, a punning, funning mortal, Erasmus. But underneath, whenever it might be necessary again, Zeus himself, Ela or Eloim, the Creator and Advocate, is there; he never dies; he only slumbers and listens. The lamb of Jesus is also the tyger which Blake described; it, which came to me and to our republic, contains both, is both. It - he - has no name, neither god nor force, man or entity; He is everywhere and everything; He is outside us and inside us. He is, above all, the friend of the weak and the foe of the Lie. He is the Aton, He is The Friend." (Philip K. Dick, March 21, 1971) "The architect of our world, to help us, came here as our servant, disguised, to toil for us. We have seen him many times but no [one] recognized him; maybe he is ugly in appearence, but with a good heart. Perhaps sometimes when he comes here he has forgotten his own origin, his godly power; he toils for us unaware of his true nature and what he could do to us if he remembered. For one thing, if we realized that this crippled, misshapen thing was our creator, we would be disappointed. Would reject and despise him. Out of courtesy to us he hides his identity from us while here. One can see from this that that which we kick off to one side of the road, out of the way, which feels the toe of our boot - that may well be our God, albeit unprotesting, only showing pain in his eyes, that old, old pain that he knows so well. I notice, though, that although we kick him off to one side in pain, we do let him toil for us; we accept that. We accept his work, his offerings, his help; but him we kick away. He could reveal himself, but he would then spoil our illusion of a beautiful god. But he doesn't look evil, like Satan; just homely. Unworthy. Also, although he has vast creative and building power, and judgment, he is not clever. He is not a bright god. Often, he is too dumb to know when he's being teased or insulted; it takes physical pain, rather than mere scorn, to register. Ugly like this, despised and teased and tormented and finally put to death, he returned shining and transfigured; our Savior, Jesus Christ (before him Ikhnaton, Zoroaster, etc; Hefestus [or Hephaestus]). When He returned we saw Him as he really is - that is, not by surface appearance. His radiance, his essence, like Light. The God of Light wears a humble and plain shell here (like a metamorphosis of some humble toiling beetle). SF novel: Hefestus as VALIS (Vast Active Living Intelligence System). The Earth like St. Sofia is an organism, a living one, being built, a Temple that when it is ready the Lord will suddenly come to and dwell in. He Himself is creator: architect. Workmen/artisans/artists: Us and Holy Spirit. Ideal Logos/form: Christ, to be achieved. The model once glimpsed then to be striven for and reached, at which time Architect (Creator), Holy Spirit, and Ideal become One, which includes us within it as bits. Creator: Time past. Holy Spirit: time is. Christ: time completed. Holy Spirit guides us toward Him. Force is provided by the Creator at the start. Force/activity/direction to goal." (circa 1975) * * * I do seem attracted to trash, as if the clue - the clue - lies there. I'm always ferreting out elliptical points, odd angles. What I write doesn't make a whole lot of sense. There is fun & religion & psychotic horror strewn about like a bunch of hats. Also, there is a social or sociological drift - rather than toward the hard sciences. The overall impression is childish but interesting. This is not a sophisticated person writing. Everything is equally real, like junk jewels in the alley. A fertile, creative mind seeing constantly shifting sets, the serious made funny, the funny sad, the horrific exactly that; utterly horrific as it is the touchstone of what is real: horror is real because it can injure[...] * * * I certainly see the randomness in my work, & also see how this fast shuffling of possibility after possibility might eventually, given enough time, juxtapose & disclose something important & automatically overlooked in more orderly thinking[...] Since nothing absolutely nothing is excluded (as not worth being included) I profer a vast mixed bag - out of it I shake coin-operated doors & God. It's a fucking circus. I'm like a sharp-eyed crow, spying anything that twinkles & grabbing it up to add to my heap. Anyone with my attitude just might stumble onto, by sheer chance & luck - in his actual life, which is to say, the life of his mind - the authentic camouflaged God, the deus absconditus, by trying odd combinations of things & places, like a high speed (sic) computer processing everything, he might outdazzle even a wary God, might catch him by surprise by poking somewhere unexpectedly. If it is true that the real answers (& authentic absolute vs the merely seeming) are where we would least expect them, this "try it all" technique might - might take at face value as true the most wornout, most worked over & long ago discarded obvious "staring us in the face all the time" as the crux of the mystery.[...] This kind of fascinated, creduluos, inventive person might be granted the greatest gift of all. To see the toymaker who has generated - & is with or within - all his toys. That the Godhead is a toymaker at all - who could seriously (sic) believe this?[...] Too dumb to know you don't look for God in the trash of the gutter instead of Heaven. * * * The architect of our world, to help us, came here as our servant, disguised, to toil for us. We have seen him many times but no [one] recognized him; maybe he is ugly in appearence, but with a good heart. Perhaps sometimes when he comes here he has forgotten his own origin, his godly power; he toils for us unaware of his true nature and what he could do to us if he remembered. For one thing, if we realized that this crippled, misshapen thing was our creator, we would be disappointed. Would reject and despise him. Out of courtesy to us he hides his identity from us while here. * * * One can see from this that that which we kick off to one side of the road, out of the way, which feels the toe of our boot - that may well be our God, albeit unprotesting, only showing pain in his eyes, that old, old pain that he knows so well. I notice, though, that although we kick him off to one side in pain, we do let him toil for us; we accept that. We accept his work, his offerings, his help; but him we kick away. He could reveal himself, but he would then spoil our illusion of a beautiful god. But he doesn't look evil, like Satan; just homely. Unworthy. Also, although he has vast creative and building power, and judgment, he is not clever. He is not a bright god. Often, he is too dumb to know when he's being teased or insulted; it takes physical pain, rather than mere scorn, to register. Ugly like this, despised and teased and tormented and finally put to death, he returned shining and transfigured; our Savior, Jesus Christ (before him Ikhnaton, Zoroaster, etc; Hefestus [or Hephaestus]). When He returned we saw Him as he really is - that is, not by surface appearance. His radiance, his essence, like Light. The God of Light wears a humble and plain shell here (like a metamorphosis of some humble toiling beetle). SF novel: Hefestus as VALIS (Vast Active Living Intelligence System). The Earth like St. Sofia is an organism, a living one, being built, a Temple that when it is ready the Lord will suddenly come to and dwell in. He Himself is creator: architect. Workmen/artisans/artists: Us and Holy Spirit. Ideal Logos/form: Christ, to be achieved. The model once glimpsed then to be striven for and reached, at which time Architect (Creator), Holy Spirit, and Ideal become One, which includes us within it as bits. Creator: Time past. Holy Spirit: time is. Christ: time completed. Holy Spirit guides us toward Him. Force is provided by the Creator at the start. Force/activity/direction to goal. * * * "God manifested himself to me as the infinite void; but it was not the abyss; it was the vault of heaven, with blue sky and wisps of white clouds. He was not some foreign God but the God of my fathers. He was loving and kind and he had peronality. He said, "You suffer a little now in life; it is little compard with the great joys, the bliss, that awaits you. Do you think I in my theodicy would allow you to suffer greatly in proportion to your reward?" He made me aware, then, of the bliss that would come; it was infinite and sweet. He said, "I am the infinite. I will show you. Where I am, infinity is; where infinity is, there I am. Construct lines of reasoning by which to understand your experience in 1974. I will enter the field against their shifting nature. You think they are logical but they are not; they are infinitely creative." "I thought a thought and then an infinite regression theses and countertheses came into being. God said, "Here I am; here is infinity." I thought another explanation; again an infinite series of thoughts split off in dialectical antithetical interaction. God said, "Here is infinity; here I am." I thought, then, an infinite number of explanations, in succession, that explained 2-3-74; each single one ofthem yielded up an antithesis, forever. Each time, God said, "Here is infinity. Here, then, I am." I tried for an infinite number of times; each time an infinite regress was set off and each time God said, "Infinity. Hence I am here." Then he said, "Every thought leads to infinity, does it not? Find one that doesn't." I tried forever. All led to an infinitude of regress, of the dialectic, of thesis, antithesis and new synthesis. Each time, God said, "Here is infinity; here am I. Try again." I tried forever. Always it ended with God saying, "Infinity and myself; I am here." I saw, then, a Hebrew letter with many shafts, and all the shafts led to a common outlet; that outlet or conclusion was infinity. God said, "That is myself. I am infinity. Where infinity is, there am I; where I am, there is infinity. All roads--all explanations for 2-3-74 -- lead to an infinity of Yes-No, This or That, On-Off, One-Zero, Yin Yang, the dialectic, infinity upon infinity, an infinities [sic] of infinities. [The sic is Sutin. Did Dick drop the "d" -- was it "and infinities and infinities"? Makes more sense] I am everywhere and all roads lead to me; omniae viae ad Deum ducent [all roads lead to God]. Try again. Think of another possible explanation for 2-3-74." I did; it led to an infinity of regress, of thesis and antithesis and new synthesis. "This is not logic, " God said. "Do not think in terms of abolute theories; think in terms of probabilities. Watch where the piles heap up, of the same theory essentially repeating itself. Count the number of punch cards in each pile. Which pile is highest? Here is your clue: every theory leads to an infinity (or regression, of thesis and new synthesis). What, then, is the probability that I am the cause of 1-3-74, since, where infinity is, there I am? You doubt; you are the doubt as in: They reckon ill who leave me out; When me they fly I am the wings. I am the doubter and the doubt... "You are not the doubter; you are the doubt itself. So do not try to know; you cannot know. Guess on the basis of the highest pile of computer punch cards. There is an infinite stack in the heap marked INFINITY, and I have equated infinity with me. What, then, is the chance that it is me? You cannot be positive; you will doubt. But what is your guess?" "I said, "Probably it is you since there is an infinity of infinities forming before me." "There is the answer, the only one you will ever have," God said. "You could be pretending to be God," I said, "and actually be Satan." Another infinitude of thesis and antithesis and new synthesis, the infinite regress, was set off. "God said, "Infinity." "I said, "You could be testing out a logic system in a giant computer and I am --" Again an infinite regress. "Infinity," God said. "Will it always be infinite?" I said. "An infinity?" "Try further," God said. "I doubt if you exist," I said. And the infinite regress instantly flew into motion once more. "Infinity," God said. The pile of computer punch cards grew; it was by far the largest pile; it was infinite. "I will play this game forever," God said, "or until you become tired." "I said, "I will find a thought, an explanation, a theory, that does not set off an infinite regress." And, as soon as I said that, an infinite regress was set off. God said "Over a period of six and a half years you have developed theory after theory to explain 2-3-74. Each night when you go to bed you think, "At last I found it. I tried out theory after theory until now, finally, I have the right one.' And then the next morning you wake up and said, "There is one fact not explained by that theory. I will have to think up another theory.' And so you do. By now it is evident to you that you are going to think up an infinite number of theories, limited only by your lifespan, not limited by your creative imagination. Each theory gives rise to a subsequent theory, inevitably. Let me ask you; I revealed myself to you and you saw that I am the infinite void. I am not in the world, as you thought; I am transcendent, the deity of the Jews and Christians. What you see of me in the world that you took to ratify pantheism--that is my being filtered through, broken up, fragmented and vitiated by the multiplicity of the flux world; it is my essense, yes, but only a bit of it: fragments here and there, a glint, a riffle of wind...now you have seen me transcendent, separate and other from world, and I am more; I am the infinitude of the void, and you know me as I am. Do you believe what you saw? Do you accept that where the infinite is, I am; and where I am, there is the infinite?" "I said, "Yes." " "And your theories are infinite, so I am there. Without realizing it, the very infinitude of your theories pointed to the solution; they pointed to me and none but me. Are you satisfied, now? You saw me revealed in theophany; I speak to you now; you have, while alive, experienced the bliss that is to come; few humans have experienced that bliss. Let me ask you, Was it finite bliss or an infinite bliss?" "I said, "Infinite." " "So no earthly circumstance, situation, entity or thing could give rise to it." " "No, Lord," I said. " "Then it is I," God said. "Are you satisfied?" " "Let me try one other theory," I said. "What happened in 2-3-74 was that--" And an infinite regress was set off, instantly. " "Infinity," God said. "Try again. I will play forever, for infinity." " "Here's a new theory," I said. "I ask mayself, 'What God likes playing games? Krishna. You are Krishna.'" And then the thought came to me instantly, "But there is a god who mimics other gods; that god is Dionysus. This may not be Krishna at all; it may be Dionysus pretending to be Krishna." And an infinite regress was set off. " "Infinity," God said. " "You cannot be YHWH Who You say You are," I said. "Because YHWH says, 'I am that which I am,' or, 'I shall be that which I shall be.' And you--" " "Do I change?" God said. "Or do your theories change?" " "You do not change," I said. "My theories change. You, and 2-3-74, remain constant." " "Then you are Krishna playing with me," God said. " "Or I could be Dionysus," I said, "pretending to be Krishna. And I wouldn't know it; part of the game is that I, myself, do not know. So I am God, without realizing it. There's a new theory!" And at once an infinite regress was set off; perhaps I was God, and the "God" who spoke was to me was not. " "Infinity," God said. "Play again. Another move." " "We are both Gods," I said, and another infinite regress was set off. " "Infinity," God said. " "I am you and you are you." I said. "You have divided yurself in two to play against yourself. I, who am one half, I do not remember, but you do. As it says in the GITA, as Krishna says to Arjuna, 'We have both lived many lives, Arjuna; I remember them but you do not.'" And an infinite regress was set off; I could well be Krishna's charioteer, his friend Arjuna, who does not remember his past lives. " "Infinity," God said. "I was silent. " "Play again," God said. " "I cannot play to infinity," I said. "I will die before that point comes" " " Then you are not God," God said. "But I can play through infinity; I am God. Play." " "Perhaps I will be reincarnated," I said. "Perhaps we have done this before, in another life." And an infinite regress was set off. " "Infinity," God said. "Play again." " "I am too tired," I said. " "Then the game is over." " "After I have rested --" " "You rest? God said. "George Herbert wrote of me: Yet let them keep the rest, But keep them with repining restlessnesse. Let him be rich and wearie, that at least, If goodness leade him not, yet wearinesse May tosse him to my breast. " "Herbert wrote that in 1633," God said. "Rest and the game ends." " "I will play on," I said, "after I rest. I will play until finally I die of it." " "And then you will come to me," God said. "Play." " "This is my punishment," I said, "that I play, that I try to discern if it was you in March of 1974." And the thought came instantly, My punishment or my reward; which? And an infinite series of theses and antithesis was set off. " "Infinity," God said. "Play again." "What is my crime?" I said, "that I am compelled to do this?" " "Or your deed of merit," God said. " "I don't know," I said. "God said, "Because you are not God." " "But you know," I said. "Or maybe you don't know and you're trying to find out." And an infinite regress was set off. " "Infinity," God said. "Play again. I am waiting."" (17 November 1980) * * * "God said that I couldn't know with certainty, but, instead, to watch where the computer punch cards piled up. Okay. "1) As late as 11-16-80 (the day Ray arrived) I theorized that Valis was the macrometasomakosmos and "second signal" and that this was the Cosmic Christ, not disguised as an invader in our universe but assembling itself out of our universe. So here you have the Cosmic Christ, seen in 3-74. "2) In my anmnesis I remembered being a Christian, of the first century C.E. This was "Thomas." He brought with him the original sacraments of the apostolic secret church. "3) On 11-17-80 I experienced a theophany and God turned out to be the Christian God, of love (his nature was love). He told me that my problem was that I could not believe I had seen him, specifically him, in 3-74. "4) Small details. Disinhibition by the Christian fish sign. The Acts material in TEARS. Seeing the world of Acts. Remembering the supratemporal eidos of the secret underground revolutionary Christians, of which I am one, battling the Black Iron Prison; what I call realm #3 or morphological arrangement. "The first three; let us consider. "1) Possibility that Valis (the macrometasomakosmos and "second signal") are the Cosmic Christ. "2) Thomas was a secret early Christian. "3) When God reveled himself to me in a theophany he was the Christian God, specifically. "Don't these all fit together? Look at how the computer cards fall; look at the distribution. (3) is proved; He proved who he was by causing me to experience infinite bliss. Oh yes: "Regarding (4), the A.I. voice's initital statement was: "St Sophia will be born again; she was not acceptable before." Another small item. "How do the computer punch cards fall now, with the addition? Mention of St. Sophia (Christ), the Christian God-- who told me that my theorizing in the exegesis was not logical but infinitely creative; and he would take the field and block my endless speculations." [This is from IN PURSUIT OF VALIS, pps 45 thru 52. The punch cards are of course a metaphor for the chaotic concept of the Strange Attractor -- with its Phase Envelope. But remember that things can also become Phase Entangled, and that the essence of soma (mixture) is phase entanglement of different psychoactive plants, in the brain, to give access to the Dreamtime.] And from page 59-61: "Footnote. "My flight expressed by the phosphene graphics was a movement faster & faster through cosmogenic-entropic time, ending in exhaustion & then the enantiodromia of entropic time--which had reached infinite velocity & infinite fragmentation ("splitting")--which is to say the dialectic into negentropic time or synthesis, re-integration: hence I saw Valis, the universe pulled through infinity, inside out, to freeze; this was 3-74. "My exegesis was entropic-cosmogenic time resuming, speeding up faster & faster, "splitting" (fragmenting) farther and farther. Finally, it, too, ended in infinite velocity & infinite fragmentation (creativity, expressed as ever newer & quicker theories); it ended in exhaustion & then the enantiodromia of entropic time--the dialectic of my thoughts--into negentropic time & another reintegration (this was 11-17-80). Only this time I did not see Valis (world not God as I had supposed), there was a theophany, & I was in the presence of God & God's loving-kindness; whereupon He explained everything to me. So events leading up to 3-74 & my experience with Valis had a parallled in the dialectic of my exegesis leading to 11-17-80 & the theophany of the Christian God of Love. The common ingredients of the two flights were: the cosmogenic-entropy "splitting" dialectic flight itself, until infinite velocity (time) & fragmentation (space) were reached, then exhaustion, then enantiodromia into negentropic time & "freeze" (reintegrational) of so-to-speak, "Prajapati" (Sanskrit "Lord of Creatures", demiurgic figure mentioned frequently in the RIG VEDA), but then comes a toatlly different outcome: "1) 3-74. Valis which is world properly seen (morphological arrangement, growth & perfection & self completion in negentropic time, the entropic--flux--universe pulled through infinity--i.e., inside out). Compared to: "2) 11-17-80. The Christian God in theophany, who is other than world, who is transcendent. What I thought I had seen in 3-74: "The summation (combining) of the two is 1) an acute knowledge of world based on 3-74 & the exegesis arising out of that experience. 2) Direct knowledge of God & God's nature based on the above elements: so that 3-74 led to the exegesis, which although it was a loss of negentropic, integrative time & a resumption of cosmogenic-entropic time, did lead (due to the infinite speeding up of time & the infinite breaking down of space until exhaustion set in) to the theophany I had supposed I had already had. "Now it is possible to see how the Mary Jane (PKD HAD SMOKED SOME ON 11-17-80) fitted in; it added the final push to the dialectic in me, my exegesis (in other words, as preceded 3-74, my thinking) so that it reached infinite speed & infinite space, exhausted itself; & again, as before, enantiodromia set in. This enantiodromia did not have to do with world, however, but had to do with the human intellct striving to find God--futilely. (Futilely until the last great enantiodromia occurred & God took the field to block the dialectic of my thinking himself, & thus revealed himself. "So there is a striking parallel--a logical, structural parallel--between 3-74 & 11-17-80, but in another, more profound respect the two are mirror opposites--since the first is a vision of world (which I thought was God, yet it was not, & so it yielded no knowledge directly about God, but only inferential knowledge that he existed & that he had saved me--in pronoia [foreknowledge]) & the second is a genuine theophany. When one realizes that world & God are wholly other to each other (Satan rules world) then this mirror-opposite situation can be appreciated. Let me add, too, that total revelation about world doesn't yield knowledge of God. God entered when I became aware that my theorizing was carrying me into an infinite regrees, which is to say, when I became exhausted--at which point enantiodromia occurred; intellect had proven futile & yet, paradoxically, it had led to God--but due to God's volitional initiative. His (as I call it) taking the field, which is an inbreaking by the divine. "The circumstances under which the theophany occurred (I gave up on the exegesis & kicked back & massively turned on) are not capricious causes but follow the logic of the dialectic along several axes. "This shows the hauntingly eerie paradoxical (almost whimsical or playful) nature of enlightenment: it comes to you only when you cease to pursue it. When you totally and finally give up...." * * * What do you make of this? An orthodox substance abuse counselor would say nothing that came from smoking a joint could have any validity. Therefore the revelations of '74, which were probably the fruit of endogenous beta-carolines (nor-harman, endogenous harmala alkaloid) flooding his brain as a result of a mini-stroke or seizure, might be genuine, but 11/17/80 could not be. Just a pot high. (Of course in SCANNER, it was the drug rehabs themselves that were manufacturing Slow-D!) My perspective is somewhat different: Although spiritual experiences are not automatic with these substances, due to random factors, the PHYSICAL SUBSTRATE must be right for such experiences to occur. The dream circuits must be activated, whether by seizure, stroke, ordinary or waking REM, or through exogenous plant alkaloids that activate the same (NMDA and BZD) receptors. I know you may be so put off by this whole issue that you may not really be "listening," but without conceding that Ibogaine is not just another drug of abuse but an actual broad-spectrum addiction interrupter, compare what you just read to the following-- "One of the rather striking things I believe I learned was that our human physical body is, in reality, a highly ingenious and very amusing trick of the light. It's essentially the 3D holographic construct, (a hologram), that results from the interraction of laser light with holographic plates at a multi-dimensional level. "Furthermore, there are in fact a whole array of higher "spiritual" bodies, (some of which are immortal), superposed on top of it in multi-dimensional space. The reason we are not really aware of these most of the time is down to the ingenuity of the design. We're not really supposed to be. "The illusion we start to maintain from birth, therefore, is that we are solely physical. "The idea of an outside world and inner physical space that we typically conceptualize in our daily life is, therefore, not very accurate. (If you think about it, everything we sense exists only inside what we conceive of as our head.) Our World is merely a projection. It appears this way because it's designed to appear this way. "The reason we're not aware of this most of the time is because the human physical body and its' existence is, in fact, a sophisticated learning tool for our higher spiritual bodies. If we were ordinarily aware of our higher spiritually bodies, the learning tool would not function. "As a people, therefore, we are here to learn. It is the act of learning that justifies our continued existence." As I told Nick Sandberg, who wrote this in January, this seems to come straight out of VALIS -- especially the discussion of "the maze we put ourselves in" toward the end. My point is that the same betacarbolines turn out to be involved in the cascade of endogenous neurochemicals which is set off by pot, and is especially intense after long abstinence for some one who's been sensitized by previous exposure. For that reason (ordinary daily use dulls the response) the plant drugs that went into the soma mixture which the Magi used to access the Dreamtime (harmala, ephedra, cannabis) were taboo for any one but the priesthood, and even for the priests, were ordinarily replaced by denatured surrogates (pomegranate, domestic rue instead of wild rue) intended to represent soma magically. (See Flattery & Schwartz, or BLUE TIDE.) The marijuana effect is more related to Ayahuasca or Ibogaine than to coke and dope or even acid, because acid is an indole (2 ring) serotonin analog, whereas marijuana upon first use creates a melatonin spike that turns into a bunch of harmaloid metabolites, besides being active via the cannabidiol directly at the NMDA receptor. NMDA receptor activity during ordinary REM is how our bodies naturally recovers from narcotic craving and withdrawal. So you're talking about two things that are really opposites, and conflating them. The antidote is not the poison, although it may be a poison itself. Hence my reference to Paracelsus. This matter is relevant for me because I am preparing a monograph on literary and historical aspects for the forthcoming N.Y.U. Conference which will incorporate material on PKD's experiences, and I was hoping to get feedback during some quieter time this summer from various PKD lists. I don't think his position is pathetic or that it requires elevation. Like the story of the discovery of the benzene ring in a dream, the bit in Valis about the early Christians having certain rituals and sacraments which caused the firing of blocked or repressed memories lead me ineluctably to the stuff on microtubules and the concept of mind as laser light; and this, Dr. Ken Alper says, was a great intuition which advanced understanding in the field thru a leap to the next level of complexity--the substrate of the Ibogaine phenomena that we had become familiar with (And also lead ineluctably back to the secret sacrment of the early Chistians, and a forensic explanation of the resurrection. Question: Given the discussion of sacraments in Valis, how could the vinegar and gall, so phase-entangled with the Grail, not be touch by the blood of the Lamb?) Except that the intuition was not mine. It belongs to a dead guy, who should at least get credit. I'm just another mathematician trying to solve Fermatt's lat theorem. Here's the passage in question: "48. ON OUR NATURE. It is proper to say: we appear to be memory coils (DNA carriers capable of experience) in a computer-like thinking system which, although we have correctly recorded and stored thousands of years of experiential information, and each of us possesses somewhat different deposits from all the other lifeforms, there is a malfunction--a failure--of memory retrieval. There lies the trouble in our particular subcircuit. "Salvation" through gnosis--more properly anamnesis (the loss of amnesia)--although it has individual significance for each of us--a quantum leap in perception, identity, cognition, understanding, world- and self-experience, including immortality--it has greater and further importance for the system as a whole, inasmuch as these memories are data needed by it and valuable to it, to its overall functioning. "Therefore it is in the process of self-repair, which includes: rebuilding our subcircuit via linear and orthogonal time changes, as well as continual signaling to us to stimulate blocked memory banks within us to fire and hence retrieve what is there. "The external information or gnosis, then, consists of disinhibiting instructions, with the core content actually intrinsic to us--that is, already there (first observed by Plato; viz: that learning is a form of remembering.) "The ancients possessed techiques (sacraments and rituals) used largely in the Greco-Roman mystery religions, including early Christianity, to induce firing and retrieval, mainly with a sense of its restorative value to the individuals; the Gnostics, however, correctly saw the ontological value to what they called the Godhead itself, the total entity." (VALIS, Appendix, pps 138-139) What's important is that this passage describes Ibogainelike phenomena in some specificity. The underlying model here is clearly fiber-optical, and sure enough, we encounter all the same stuff once again in the appendix of "Quantum Coherence in Microtubules". So the decision to put "Quantum Coherence"--even though years from being proven--into THE IBOGAINE STORY, [because it was obvious the NMDA receptor activity involved was doing the same thing REM sleep does for natural recovery], ultimately provided a handy model for devising of better EEG measurements of the quantum "Eigen" states of brain activity that Dr. Ken is now doing on a NIDA grant. When John Campbell was editing ASTOUNDING, the measure of what was the best S.F. was which story came most true. Which writer came closest to describing, in the 50's and 60's, the world of 1999. You've got to remember how little was written on Ibogaine in 1990 to appreciate how useful stuff from PKD's exegesis was in telling us where to go look next-- and the massive concordance of Ibo phenomena--Check out the "golden rectangle" in Nico's encounter with the Supreme Being in http://www.cures-not-wars.org/ibogaine/iboga.html Chapter 8--with the subject matter in VALIS, RADIO FREE ALBEMUTH, DIVINE INVASION, & TRANSMIGRATION OF TIMOTHY ARCHER (Which is about Bishop James Pike). I have a whole recommended reading list, but being turned on to VALIS by Norman Spinrad in 1981 was like being handed a roadmap for the Ibogaine project in the very beginning. * * * We appear to be memory coils (DNA carriers capable of experience) in a computer-like thinking system that, although we have correctly recorded and stored thousands of years of experimental information (knowledge, gnosis), and each of us possesses a somewhat different deposit from all the other life forms, there is a malfunction--a failure--of memory retrieval. There lies the trouble in our particular subcircuit. "Salvation" through gnosis - more properly anamnesis (the loss of amnesia)--although it has individual significance for each of us--a quantum leap in perception, identity, cognition, understanding, world--and self-experience, including immortality--it has further and more truly ultimate importance for the system (structure) as a whole, inasmuch as these memories (data) are needed or valuable to it, and to its overall functioning. Therefore it is in the process of self-repair, which includes: rebuilding our subcircuit (world) via linear and orthogonal time changes (sequences of events), as well as continual signaling to us both en masse and individually (to us received subliminally by the right brain hemisphere, which gestalts the constituents of the messages into meaningful entities), to stimulate blocked neural (memory) banks within us to fire and hence retrieve what is there. The adventitious information of gnosis, then, consists of disinhibiting messages (instructions), with the core (main) content actually intrinsic to us - that is, already there (first observed by Plato, that learning is a form of remembering). The ancients possessed techniques (sacraments and rituals) used largely in the Greco-Roman mystery religions, including early Christianity, to induce firing and retrieval, mainly with a sense of its restorative (repairing) value to the individuals; the Gnostics, however, and Mani correctly saw the ontological value to what they called the Godhead Itself (i.e. the total entity). (Note: While such "Enlightened" spiritual leaders as Zoroaster, Mani, Buddha, and Elijah can be regarded as receptors of the entity's total wisdom, Christ seems to have been an actual terminal of this computerlike entity, in which case he did not speak for it but was it. "Was," in this case, standing for "consisted of a microform of it.") * * * The Ten Major Principles of the Gnostic Revelation The Gnostic Christians of the second century believed that only a special revelation of knowledge rather than faith could save a person. The contents of this revelation could not be received empirically or derived a priori. They considered this special gnosis so valuable that it must be kept secret. Here are the ten major principles of the gnostic revelation: The creator of this world is demented. The world is not as it appears, in order to hide the evil in it, a delusive veil obscuring it and the deranged deity. There is another, better realm of God, and all our efforts are to be directed toward a: returning there b: bringing it here Our actual lives stretch thousands of years back, and we can be made to remember our origin in the stars. Each of us has a divine counterpart unfallen who can reach a hand down to us to awaken us. This other personality is the authentic waking self; the one we have now is asleep and minor. We are in fact asleep, and in the hands of a dangerous magician disguised as a good god, the deranged creator deity. The bleakness, the evil and pain in this world, the fact that it is a deterministic prison controlled by the demented creator causes us willingly to split with the reality principle early in life, and so to speak willingly fall asleep in delusion. You can pass from the delusional prison world into the peaceful kingdom if the True Good God places you under His grace and allows you to see reality through His eyes. Christ gave, rather than received, revelation; he taught his followers how to enter the kingdom while still alive, where other mystery religions only bring about amnesis: knowledge of it at the "other time" in "the other realm," not here. He causes it to come here, and is the living agency to the Sole Good God (i.e. the Logos). Probably the real, secret Christian church still exists, long underground, with the living Corpus Christi as its head or ruler, the members absorbed into it. Through participation in it they probably have vast, seemingly magical powers. The division into "two times" (good and evil) and "two realms" (good and evil) will abruptly end with victory for the good time here, as the presently invisible kingdom separates and becomes visible. We cannot know the date. During this time period we are on the sifting bridge being judged according to which power we give allegiance to, the deranged creator demiurge of this world or the One Good God and his kingdom, whom we know through Christ. To know these ten principles of Gnostic Christianity is to court disaster. (now he tells us?)

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