final note from the desk of a psilo-overman

Bled Welder bledwelder at hotmail.com
Wed Feb 22 08:03:27 CST 2012


I have not; although I have found myself thinking more and more about Moore's Law.  Or is that More's Law?  The exponential one, whichever, whomever.
Right, the clear trouble arises when discussing a timeless dimension, because all discussion takes time.  Takes our timespace dimension time, anyway.  And how can a human experience a timeless dimension, because that would involve retaining our identity during the duration of the experience.  We could not be conscious of it during its duration, then remember it, like a dream, because then we are reviewing it in this timespace.  Fun takes time too, so.  But I had the distinct impression that retaining one's identity in such situations is possible.  However impossible--I suppose the answer must be that they're not timeless dimensions, but not-our timespace dimensions.  I used 'timeless' only to distinguish as such.  Would be fun to be able to escape time and space though, whatever dimension, and retain our identity.  If not a little off-putting.
The inside of the cable, into the black hole at the base of my brain, was itself space; the curving structure of the outside-layer of the cable consisted of smaller long cables, strings, that ran the length of it, disappearing at the black hole ahead, but never reached, or came together at the end, the black hole had a diameter, and these smaller strings were bound round by other, perpendicular, whatever the term, cables, and all cables were of green and blue and red colors, and were illuminated, that is to say they were luminous, but not illuminating.  And on each cable were bits, sometimes it seemed like small black ovals, and all of them moved, on their strings, equally and in synch.  They appeared to be information that was flowing, both ways, but never both ways on a single string.  At the beginning of the experience, these independent cables are not yet bound into one cable, but string about with an apparent type of randomness, often binding around one another in a doublehelix fashion; then you begin to move in to it, what appears now to be the edge of a galaxy, and all the strings and cables, with bits flowing on them, never cross-string, begin to spin and swirl into them and then you begin to move into that swirling that deepens and you are inside the main cable and all the other bound strings and cables that bind it are flowing passed.
Fascinating to me that theoretical astrophysicists and whoever spend their time thinking about the centers of galaxies, out there, when there's one at the base of their brain. Isn't that wild?  I would love to have two types of person's opinion of the experience I am exploring; a Brainman type, who can calculate way into pi by seeing numbers as flowing shapes, and any person of advanced mathematical talents who believes that the universe is constructed of numbers.
Perhaps one of them can interpret the information, because as of now anyway, granted I'm only beginning, I am at a loss.  I don't intend to make a bizarre maneuver like McKenna and begin decoding the I Ching.  Although McKenna did love Nabokov as I do, and even made a clear reference to the eternal recurrence when he describe his experience post-tumor, this "bug in the moonlight."  Interesting that McKenna and Nietzsche both died young from brain tumors, or have I already mentioned that.
Interesting to consider how the psilocybe has been with Us for only what, sixty years now.  It's all very new to us, compared to the external sciences.  And look how it too, is evolving so quickly!  A fun example being, thanks to technology and Moore, naturally, what McKenna had to do in 1972 to get ahold of the psilocybe in the jungles of Peru, his La Chorerra story, compared with today, when one can order the necessary components online and have everything delivered, and never have to leave one's home.


> Date: Wed, 22 Feb 2012 04:05:43 +0000
> Subject: Re: final note from the desk of a psilo-overman
> From: michael.lee.bailey at gmail.com
> To: pynchon-l at waste.org
> 
> Bled Welder wrote:
> 
> >  An internet of types, maybe.  Is that fun?  Is there be fun to be had in
> > timeless dimensions?
> >
> 
> being a relentlessly physical person, what interests me most is the
> feeling you get when you contemplate types...I mean, is it a bloodless
> sort of intellectual interest, or is there something there that grabs
> you and quickens the pulse, improves the thought-feeling interface?
> 
> anyway, your second question is even better - is there fun to be had
> in timeless dimensions?  Sounds like you may still be grooving on your
> "space" question.
> I actually ran with that question a little further, thinking about how
> you could solve time/space so that time dropped out of the equation,
> in a touchy-feely liberal arts type of way of course:
> time really is a measurement of movement, right?
> So that we talk about time-frames, and then we can say that within
> that frame, and concerning the particular movements under
> consideration, it's possible to consider an entire sheaf of movement
> and say what is happening/has happened/will happen...
> 
> which in a liberal arts way is maybe like naming a literary movement
> (aha - "movement") say postmodernism...time hasn't really dropped out
> though, has it, although it's been somewhat delineated... and in fact
> I speaking of time  must leave for work shortly, but these
> considerations are pretty psychedelic in and of themselves
> 
> wishing you benevolent cosmic co-operation with your psychedelic projects!
> 
> Mike Bailey
 		 	   		  
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