Showing posts with label star trek. Show all posts
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Saturday, March 31, 2012

Circuit 5 Megapost Neurosomatic Hedonic Sensory Mind-Body-Connection Circuit

Imprinted by ecstatic experience via physiological or chemical yogas. Concerned with neurological-somatic feedbacks, feeling high, somatic reprogramming.

Intelligence: Sensory
Reality: Hedonic
Leary: Neurosomatic
Gurdjieff: Magnetic
Freud: Oceanic
Jung: Intuition
Chakra: Vishuddha Throat Communication & Ajna Third Eye
Day: Friday (Venus, Freya,...)
Multidimensional thinking
Mind Body Connection
Catalysts: Meditation, Hatha Yoga, Weed, Hypnosis, NeuroLinguistic Programming, Tai Chi, Qi Gong, Aikido, Shiatsu, Reiki, Endorphin Rushes, Music, Sufi Whirling, Mandatory Silence, MDMA, Opium,...

5. The Neurosomatic
Winner: "How I feel depends on my neurological knowhow."
Loser: "I can't help the way I feel."


Antero Alli

FIFTH CIRCUIT: SOMATIC-HEDONIC TRANCE

Disconnected from the previous goals and survival concerns of Circuits 1-4, this center is the opening of the five senses as the chief source of all life and relevant information. Being Here Now. The natural sensory rhythms and impulses of the body uncensored by mental, emotional or moral intervention. The hedonic needs for rapture, bliss and ecstatic experience. The post-survival quest for nirvana. When frustrated, the despair and spiritual discontent of "entrapment in the corporeal world of survival issues." When over-emphasized, excessive hedonism becomes debauch, dispersion and disintegration of personal integrity and concentration, ie., "spaced out bliss ninnies." Ecstacy Junkies. When hedonic needs are met, a state of charismatic magnetism infuse the personality, as seen with some rock stars, film celebrities and performing artists.

HEDONIC CATALYSTS: Empathogens (MDMA, etc.). cannabis, opium, hashish, lower doses of psilocybin, Tantric and Hatha yoga, listening to music (subjective assessment), sex magick, performing live dance and live theatre, Sufi whirling dervishes, ecstatic pagan rituals, falling in love, endorphin rushes from "second wind" states (long distance running and working out), verbal fasting (mandatory silence), zen meditation.

OVERDOSE SYMPTOMS: "Spaciness." Loss of meaningful connection with "consensus reality" sometimes showing poor time management and an oblivion to the emotions, thoughts and ethics of others. Time/spatial disorientation and distortions. Difficulty articulating, ie., "Like, wow, man..."


RAW: The Holistic Neurosomatic Circuit. This is imprinted by ecstatic experience, via biological or chemical yogas. It processes neurosomatic ("mind-body") feedback loops, somatic-sensory bliss, feeling "high," "faith-healing," etc. Christian Science, NLP and holistic medicine consist of tricks or gimmicks to get this circuit into action at least temporarily; Tantra yoga is concerned with shifting consciousness entirely into this circuit.

RAW: When this fifth "body-brain" is activated, flat Euclidean figure-ground configurations explode multi-dimensionally. Gestalts shift, in McLuhan's terms, from linear visual space to all-encompassing sensory space. A hedonic turn-on occurs, a rapturous amusement, a detachment from the previously compulsive mechanism of the first four circuits. I turned this circuit on with pot and Tantra.

This fifth brain began to appear about 4,000 years ago in the first leisure-class civilizations and has been increasing statistically in recent centuries (even before the Drug Revolution), a fact demonstrated by the hedonic art of India, China, Rome and other affluent societies. More recently, Ornstein and his school have demonstrated with electroencephalograms that this circuit represents the first jump from the linear left lobe of the brain to the analogical right lobe.

The opening and imprinting of this circuit has been the preoccupation of "technicians of the occult"--Tantric shamans and hatha yogis. While the fifth tunnel-reality can be achieved by sensory deprivation, social isolation, physiological stress or severe shock (ceremonial terror tactics, as practiced by such rascal-gurus as Don Juan Matus or Aleister Crowley), it has traditionally been reserved to the educated aristocracy of leisure societies who have solved the four terrestrial survival problems.

About 20,000 years ago, the specific fifth brain neurotransmitter was discovered by shamans in the Caspian Sea area of Asia and quickly spread to other wizards throughout Eurasia and Africa. It is, of course, cannabis. Weed. Mother Mary Jane.

It is no accident that the pot-head generally refers to his neural state as "high" or "spaced-out." The transcendence of gravitational, digital, linear, either-or, Aristotelian, Newtonian, Euclidean, planetary orientations (circuits I-IV) is, in evolutionary perspective, part of our neurological preparation for the inevitable migration off our home planet, now beginning. This is why so many pot-heads are Star Trek freaks and science fiction adepts. (Berkeley, California, certainly the Cannabis Capital of the U.S., has a Federation Trading Post on Telegraph Avenue, where the well-heeled can easily spend $500 or more in a single day, buying Star Trek novels, magazines, newsletters, bumper stickers, photographs, posters, tapes, etc., including even complete blueprints for the starship Enterprise.)

The extraterrestrial meaning of being "high" is confirmed by astronauts themselves; 85% of those who have entered the free-fall zero gravity describe "mystic experiences" or rapture states typical of the neurosomatic circuit. "No photo can show how beautiful Earth looked," raves Captain Ed Mitchell, describing his Illumination in free-fall. He sounds like any successful yogi or pot-head. No camera can show this experience because it is inside the nervous system.

Free-fall, at the proper evolutionary time, triggers the neurosomatic mutation, Leary believes. Previously this mutation has been achieved "artificially" by yogic or shamanic training or by the fifth circuit stimulant, cannabis. Surfing, skiing, skin-diving and the new sexual culture (sensuous massage, vibrators, imported Tantric arts, etc.) have evolved at the same time as part of the hedonic conquest of gravity. The Turn-On state is always described as "floating," or, in the Zen metaphor, "one foot above the ground."

"Yoga, an ancient but perfect science, deals with the evolution of humanity. This evolution includes all aspects of one's being, from bodily health to self-realization. Yoga means union - the union of body with consciousness and consciousness with the soul. Yoga cultivates the ways of maintaining a balanced attitude in day-to-day life and endows skill in the performance of one's actions."
B.K.S. Iyengar, Astadala Yogamala

How I choose to feel, is how I am.


Leary: : "Circuit Five is activated by repeated and consistent application of various highly sophisticated technologies developed by ancient earthling initiates. These practices take many forms to appeal to a wide audience. Athletics, Drama, Literature, Meditation and Music are a few examples of such technologies. As an earthling excels in any of these yogas, they achieve a state of concentration and skill that produces an ecstatic or euphoric sensation within the body/mind. The resulting elevated sense of Well-being and comprehension (being high) insures repeated practice."

Cybercraft: Circuit Five: The Holistic Neurosomatic Circuit
This circuit is typified by ecstatic or blissful feelings, sensory enhancement, sensual pleasure from even ordinary experiences and activities, and a generally blissful, laid-back 'high' of contentment with the state of things in general. Gurdjieff referred to this circuit as the True Magnetic Center. Triggering devices include isolation tanks, the Hindu technique of pranayama, or controlled breathing, zero-gravity environments, and, for the adventurous, Cannabis drugs. Such experiences as spontaneous regeneration or 'faith healing,' feelings of eternal youthfulness, and rapturous acceptance of others/events involve at least a temporary activation of this circuit. Circuit Five control techniques have been employed by yogic and Tantric practices, Zen, ancient Greek psychedelic drug-assisted rituals at Eleusis, Dionysians, Mithraic cults, Christian Scientists, Sufis,and probably early Christianity as well. Occasionally attempts to activate Circuit Five will result in a temporary, although disconcerting, period known as the 'Dark Night of the Soul' or 'crossing the Abyss,' characterized by painful ordinary physical sensations, generalized bodily discomfort, distorted, nightmarish perceptions, anxiety, and an aversion to or fear of light. However difficult such a state may become, it does pass eventually into the ecstatic bliss of positive Circuit Five experience.

The fifth circuit, centered largely in the right cortex, 'thinks in Gestalts' -- that is, fifth-circuit processes are not linear progressions but holistic, simultaneous perceptions. Neurologically wired to the genitals and the limbic system (associated with the first circuit) and often working through endorphins, the circuit is often triggered by relaxed, playful sex. One who has activated and imprinted this circuit is radiant, cheerful rather than depressed, energetic rather than sluggish, in exceptional health, and almost seems to 'sparkle.' The various complaints of the lower circuits -- first-circuit physical sickness, second-circuit aggressive power-over, submissive no-power, and the associated turbulent emotions, third-circuit bewilderment over how to improve the quality of life, and fourth-circuit guilt -- are resolved quickly and dramatically by the advent of fifth-circuit consciousness. An accurate description of life by fifth-circuit adepts is 'floating one foot off the ground.'

Circuit Five Application
It seems to me that one of the most effective ways to integrate Circuit Five experience into daily life is to work on focusing the consciousness intensely in space-time. Being 'here-now' transforms even the most mundane tasks into a set of hedonic sensations and virtually wipes out boredom from the working vocabulary. Paul Reps relates such an ancient tale in his Zen Flesh,

Zen Bones: Zen students are with their masters at least ten years before they presume to teach others. Nan-in was visited by Tenno, who, having passed his apprenticeship, had become a teacher. The day happened to be rainy, so Tenno wore wooden clogs and carried an umbrella. After greeting him Nan-in remarked:

'I suppose you left your wooden clogs in the vestibule. I want to know if your umbrella is on the right or left side of the clogs.' Tenno, confused, had no instant answer. He realized that he was unable to carry his Zen every minute. He became Nan-in's pupil, and he studied six more years to accomplish his every-minute Zen.

When this Circuit Five 'every-minute Zen' is achieved, one can't help remembering where the umbrella is! At the moment that he placed the umbrella, Tenno would have been so absorbed in the interplay of colors and shapes between the umbrella, clogs, and the decor of the vestibule, for instance, that those sensory images would have been vividly stamped in his mind and readily accessible to memory. In this state, the environment becomes a whirling miasma of such vivid sense data that just walking down the sidewalk becomes a 'retinal circus': the texture of the sidewalk is a profound sculpture of perfect randomness; the sprays of grass coming up through the cracks are delightful explosions of soft green against the tan concrete; wildflowers along the sides smear their luscious pastels across the visual field, seeming to blossom into the brain itself; trees a few feet away leap into the mind with every gully and protrusion in the bark relieved in vast detail; the blocks in the sidewalk seem crazily tilted and hilariously three-dimensional; the sudden whooshing of a sprinkler in the adjacent yard seems a delicately balanced symphony of sound; the sky is impossibly blue against the wispy clouds -- the whole body tingles and lightens, seeming about to lift off the ground and fly! Needless to say, life becomes a fluid, hedonic experience in which boredom is unheard of.

But what about when your bank screws you over, your camping trip gets rained out, your car throws a rod, and your best friend announces she is no longer speaking to you? No amount of cursing the local deities and trying to force things into your elegantly prepared scheme will do a bit of good. With that approach, you stomp around the house muttering all day until you've muttered yourself blue in the face. At such times the most expedient thing to do is to stop in your tracks, screw your eyes tight shut (assuming you're not driving), jump up and down, screaming madly a few times, then do some deep breathing until you feel relatively stable. Hopefully, during the course of the breathing your face (and other muscles) will have relaxed somewhat. Now, you can open your eyes to a calmer world and proceed to plan your next step.

First priority must be relieving any physical pain you may be in, if the means are at hand, so that you can think more clearly. Slow down, tense and relax all of your muscles in turn; breathe deeply and slowly, filling your lungs and expanding your abdomen with air; hold for a few moments, then release, still slowly, pausing with all of the air released before inhaling again. Meanwhile, slowly tell yourself 'Calm, calm, calm,' lingering on each sound within the word as you breathe. Now, take stock of your situation. Exactly what has changed, and what are the immediate implications for you? Never mind futuring; many possible complications may never develop. Accept complete responsibility for your perceptions! The importance of the last sentence cannot be emphasized enough. Through experience I have found that usually a problem isn't a problem unless you perceive it as one. If all else fails, a simple shrug and a decision to go with the flow, to do whatever is necessary and try to learn from the situation, seems to be the best approach. Struggling against the reality bumping you in the nose accomplishes nothing and is extremely frustrating, to say the least.

As Lao Tsu said,
It is not wise to rush about....
If too much energy is used, exhaustion follows.
....
The world is ruled by letting things take their course.
It cannot be ruled by interfering.
--Tao Te Ching

Finally, yet another hint from a Zen parable. Buddha told a man in a sutra: A man traveling across a field encountered a tiger. He fled, the tiger after him. Coming to a precipice, he caught hold of the root of a wild vine and swung himself down over the edge. The tiger sniffed at him from above. Trembling, the man looked down to where, far below, another tiger was waiting to eat him. Only the vine sustained him.

Two mice, one white and one black, little by little started gnaw away the vine. The man saw a luscious strawberry near him. Grasping the vine with one hand, he plucked the strawberry with the other. How sweet it tasted!

Thursday, July 30, 2009

Sunday, July 26, 2009

Freeman & DS9: The Changing Face of Evil

Watching DS9 through Freeman's Reality tunnel:
episode 7x20 fittingly called 'The Changing Face of Evil'
The Sirius Fish people as reported by the Dogon tribe.
The Alpha Draconis reptilian (could also be Cardassians)
The genetically engineered political leader (Obama).
Pawns of the 'Founders' that are easily expendable.
The technologically advanced alien race.
Looky here, Reptilian Cardassian Gul Dukat has 'shapeshifted' through surgery to become a Bajoran religious pawn of the Pah-Wraiths, deceiving the Bajoran religious leader to betray the Prophets and try to release the Pah-Wraiths from their emprisonment in the Bajoran Fire Caves.
Gaining wisdom requires (blood) sacrifice in this episode
There you go, Grimoire Brûlée.

Tuesday, July 21, 2009

Time's Orphan

Star Trek DS9 - 6x24 - Time's Orphan
I know it's a Cardassian (Reptilian) station, but come on, redecorate a little. Who wants to sleep with an evil horned alien above their heads every night?
Chief O'Brien's daughter is about to become a Child in Time.As she falls into a waterdoor stargate
Here is a view of the old portal when not operational
When they get it operational again, Molly has aged a little and grown up feral
Travelling through Space and Time, climbing the Tree of Life through stargates
The Chief and his wife want to send her back to the planet & in time cause the Federation is gonna put her away in some institution.
Ooh, purdy stargate
Now you see her
Now you don't
But look who she finds when she steps through it, her younger self.
She tells her mommy & daddy are through that nice pink shiny portal
"You'd better close your eyes and bow your head"
Time to go home for little Molly,
while parallel feral Molly stays home herself in her time.

The Nine(rs)

Remember posts about the channeled Nine, I enjoyed this sync wink of the episode
Star Trek DS9 - 7x04 - Take Me Out to the Holosuite

More than nine but hey
What else were they gonna call themselves!
They get creamed by the Vulcan Logicians, but the Vulcan captain loses his cool, gets thrown out of the game and thereby proves that Vulcans aren't that superior, logical and unemotional as he thought.

Monday, July 20, 2009

Dukat - Emissary of the Pah Wraiths

Star Trek DS9 - 7x09 - Covenant
In the fictional Star Trek universe, Pah Wraiths (also spelled Pagh Wraiths, Bajoran for Soul Wraiths) are evil Bajoran Prophets, non-corporeal life-forms, who were expelled from the Bajoran wormhole and are imprisoned in the Bajoran Fire Caves on the planet Bajor. They serve as the ultimate villains of the DS9 series. (no spoilers in comments please, not at the end yet!)

My that's a nice Eye
Oh Emissary with your solar halo eyeSome devoted fan startgate

Saturday, July 18, 2009

Now sit down, relax, and take a couple of deep breaths. Do that, and everything you want will come to you.

Star Trek DS9 6x20 His Way
Odo gets woman advice from Vic Fontaine, a hologram singer:
VIC: (shaking his head in despair) There you go, tensing up again. I mean look at you, standing there like a statue. The only things you're going to attract are pigeons. (smiling) Now sit down, relax, and take a couple of deep breaths. Do that, and everything you want will come to you.
ODO: (not buying it) Is that all it takes?
VIC: Try it. Go on.

A reluctant Odo tries to sit back and relax. Coaching him along, Vic takes a deep breath and exhales slowly. Odo does likewise. As soon as he does, the doorbell RINGS.

VIC: See.
Kira, the woman in question, meditating in the same episode

Treachery, Faith, and the Great River

Star Trek DS9 7x04 Treachery, Faith, and the Great River
Synopsis: Odo gets a coded message from Gul Russol and takes off to meet him, even though he considers the possibility that it could be a trap. In fact it is a ploy for Weyoun to meet with Odo and urge him to rebuild the Dominion according to his ideals. Odo distrusts Weyoun, not believing that he would turn his back on the Founders, and the situation takes a turn for the strange when another Weyoun hails their runabout. It transpires that the Weyoun that had been seen on the show for the last two years was recently disintegrated in a transporter accident, and the version currently with Odo (Weyoun VI) is a "defective" clone that does not believe the Founders to be infallible and questions the necessity of the Dominion's war with the Alpha Quadrant powers. His replacement (Weyoun VII) tells Odo that he would be happy to have their runabout destroyed in order to prevent Weyoun VI's secrets from reaching the Federation, even if it means killing Odo. As they try to escape the pursuing Jem'Hadar, Weyoun VI reveals to Odo that an illness threatens to wipe out the Great Link. Weyoun VII eventually convinces Weyoun VI to commit suicide in order to protect Odo. Before dying, Weyoun VI asks Odo for a blessing.

At about the same time Odo departed, Benjamin Sisko goes to a conference on Bajor, and orders Miles O'Brien to have the gravity fixed on the USS Defiant before his return. Sisko is unconcerned that O'Brien lacks the one crucial piece of equipment required to make the repair. Nog, with faith, offers to help O'Brien by navigating "the Great River", a Ferengi concept of economics and trade - described as "millions of worlds, all with too much of one and not enough of the other".

ODO: Has it ever occurred to you that you believe the Founders are gods because that's what they want you to believe? That they built that into your genetic code?

But WV-Six refuses to buy Odo's denial, grinning to himself.
WV-SIX: Of course they did. That's what gods do. After all, why be a god if there's no one to worship you? ... I'm hungry. Is it all right if I get something from the replicator?

Odo continues to pilot the ship while WV-Six finishes off his meal, placing the empty plate on the seat behind him.

WV-SIX (re: the meal) That was filling.
ODO: I would hope so. You sampled the Replicator's entire menu.
WV-SIX: I enjoyed the different... textures.
ODO: You mean tastes, don't you?
WV-SIX: Not at all. The Vorta sense of taste is quite limited. About the only foods we really enjoy are kava nuts and rippleberries.
ODO: I take it this is also a result of your genetic programming?
WV-SIX: It's the Founders' way of making sure we remember our past. (off Odo's look) You must know the story of how the Founders created the Vorta...
ODO: No, but I have a feeling you're going to tell me all about it.
WV-SIX: The Vorta used to be very different from what we are today. We were forest dwellers. Small, timid, ape-like creatures living in hollowed-out trees.
ODO: (guessing) Eating nuts and berries.
WV-SIX: (nodding) And living in fear of the many predators that hunted us for food. One day, a wounded changeling came stumbling through the forest fleeing a mob of angry "solids."
ODO: Why were they chasing him?
WV-SIX: Does it matter? Solids have always feared and distrusted Shape-shifters, you know that.

Odo can't deny that... (I could, and it does matter)

WV-SIX: A family of Vorta hid the changeling from his pursuers. And in return for saving his life, the changeling promised the Vorta that one day, they would be transformed into powerful beings. That we would become an important part of a great new empire that would stretch across the Galaxy.
ODO: (intrigued) And the changeling kept his word.
WV-SIX : That's right. Imagine, Odo, my people were once little more than apes, and look at us now -- look at what you've done for us.
ODO: If the story were true, it would at least prove that my people are capable of kindness and generosity. (Right, with that new empire built on blood and all)
WV-SIX: You care about your people very much, don't you, Odo? In spite of all that's happened between you.
ODO: (quiet) Maybe I do, but that doesn't change the fact that they're responsible for a war that's killed millions.
WV-SIX: Odo... there's something you need to know.

Weyoun feels the terrible weight of the news he's about to reveal to Odo.
WV-SIX: A sickness has spread throughout the Great Link... The Founders... are dying. I was summoned to a meeting by the female changeling -- she wanted to discuss troop deployments with me. Suddenly, her hands began to... shrivel. It only lasted a second or two... but over the last few weeks, it's happened a number of times. It's like she's... withering.
ODO: And you're sure the other changelings have also been infected?
WV-SIX: She said the entire Link is suffering from the disease.
ODO: Everyone but me.
WV-SIX: If they're unable to find a cure, you'll be the last of your kind.
ODO: (pained) Why didn't you tell me this earlier?
WV-SIX: Because I knew how much it would hurt you. I'm sorry to bring you such sad news.

Odo nods, he's not blaming the messenger.

WV-SIX: But at least you're not infected. The Dominion will survive.
ODO: Meaning what?
WV-SIX: Think about it... you have an opportunity to rectify the mistakes your people have made. To build a new Dominion based on cooperation, not conquest; on peace, not war... a new order under your leadership.
ODO: And what's your role going to be in this "new order?"
WV-SIX: Whatever you want it to be. I wish only to serve you.

But before Odo responds, the Proximity Alarm sounds off again...

Tuesday, June 23, 2009

Star Trek Stargate Lizzies!

From Star Trek DS9 4x23 To the Death
Meet the Vorta, pawns of the Dominion, more silver tongued diplomats. They were initially ape-like beings who were genetically engineered by the Founder Shapeshifters to become intelligent beings. All clones and they have weak eyes, but very good hearing. (can't see what's hidden in plain sight but hear all what they have to believe). How's that for a symbolical species!
The Vorta also are in charge of the Jem'Hadar, one of several Reptilian species, and a renegade faction of the Jem'Hadar have control of a network of stargates, so the Federation joins with the Vorta and Jem'Hadar to stop them and destroy the gate as it would be disastrous for anyone.





Chief O'Brien will make it go boom

Monday, June 22, 2009

A DS-nEYEn in the Triangle

Star Trek DS9 5x08 Things Past
How are we gonna get through this triangle door (notice the 'sun' on top)
Oh it's a glowing eye in the triangle
It's a burning eye in the triangle

It's Dax's winking eye in the triangle
That's all folks!

Well not really, one more thing. Here's a kundalini caduceus which 'still gets used in the future' as a medical symbol, held by the (former) Shapeshifter (turned Solid, turned shapeshifter again) Odo.