“You were kicked off a precipice when you were born and it’s no use clinging to the rocks for security on the way down.”
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On April 8, 9, and 10th of 1904, occultist Aleister Crowley jotted down The Book Of The Law in Cairo. He claimed it was channeled from an entity called Aiwass, and the document announced the coming of a new stage in the evolution of humanity—the Aeon of Horus.
Whether you consider all of the preceding to be an absolute crock of batshit malarkey or not, one thing is undeniable: The Book Of The Law had a massive impact on thinkers, artists…and even rocket scientists.
Described Crowley thus regarding Aiwass, in Equinox Of The Gods:
The Voice of Aiwass came apparently from over my left shoulder, from the furthest corner of the room. It seemed to echo itself in my physical heart in a very strange manner, hard to describe. I have noticed a similar phenomenon when I have been waiting for a message fraught with great hope or dread. The voice was passionately poured, as if Aiwass were alert about the time-limit…The voice was of deep timbre, musical and expressive, its tones solemn, voluptuous, tender, fierce or aught else as suited the moods of the message. Not bass—perhaps a rich tenor or baritone. The English was free of either native or foreign accent, perfectly pure of local or caste mannerisms, thus startling and even uncanny at first hearing. I had a strong impression that the speaker was actually in the corner where he seemed to be, in a body of “fine matter,” transparent as a veil of gauze, or a cloud of incense-smoke. He seemed to be a tall, dark man in his thirties, well-knit, active and strong, with the face of a savage king, and eyes veiled lest their gaze should destroy what they saw. The dress was not Arab; it suggested Assyria or Persia, but very vaguely. I took little note of it, for to me at that time Aiwass was an “angel” such as I had often seen in visions, a being purely astral.
Who was Aiwass, really? Was it Crowley’s left brain speaking to his right? His “Holy Guardian Angel” (as he sometimes claimed)? “Lucifer” (as he also sometimes claimed)? An “alien,” of a type?
Would it have been any different if he just wove it all into a comic book in the 1940s, or 60s, or 80s, or 00s?
“Thank goodness I had Robert Anton Wilson in my 20s and not Joe fuckin Rogan.”
And it was the type of thing that I heard at just that *moment* in my life when I was pretty much thinking exactly the same thing. And so it had this impact on me.
It’s not that I hate Joe Rogan…it’s just that there is this tendency for Rogan and Jordan Peterson, and etc. to continually support various people that I know—I know—don’t have my best interest at heart. You may consider that reasoning selfish, you may consider that reasoning somewhat intelligent, I have no idea how you would consider it.
It’s just like…Peterson tweeted out this post a few weeks ago basically asking for sympathy for Harvey Weinstein. And I know what he is trying to say…that we have to take a stand for “due process” even if it involves someone we dislike…
…but I can think off the top of my head so many other people I’d rather take the time out to feel sympathy for than Harvey Weinstein. Even if we want to follow the “due process” angle…the only guy I can see who really got sent away basically for Life for doing these things is Bill Cosby, a person of color. Now, Cosby was friends with Hugh Hefner, and Hefner apparently was involved in tons of shit—if only by knowing the shit went on & providing a “home base” for it. But you’ll never hear about that. That was “Hef being Hef.” Hef died a beloved man.
Personally: I think Cosby was guilty. But why is the only celebrity who has been sent away for that shit Black? Why is there a highly-promoted HBO Michael Jackson pedophilia documentary, but An Open Secret about Bryan Singer’s buddies had such a limited release?
So anyway, that’s what’s going on in my head when Jordan B. Peterson asks me to have sympathy for Harvey Weinstein. At some point I have to ask myself: is this all worthy of my time, or is it OK to say “everyone can have their own opinion” and go read someone else’s Twitter feed?
You know…is Jordan B. Peterson so concerned about being “forced” to use certain gender pronouns because of Free Speech…or really, because he finds gender non-conforming people “icky”? I mean, let’s get real.
This is all not to say that Robert Anton Wilson didn’t have his own controversial opinions…but there was a playfulness with him, and a willingness to admit that, like Socrates, “I know that I know nothing.”
And with some of these guys (gals) nowadays, there’s like…there’s not a lot of playfulness. There’s sometimes…this meanness. And you can say: “oh well that’s just you being a snowflake,” but then I’m gonna be like:
Some site business:
1st, I put up the first real “exclusive” bit of content on my Patreon. It’s a short essay called “The Beatles’ White Album & Music As Ritual.” It plays off a lot of the themes I explored in my Manson & Nixon posts, as well as my recent Paul McCartney one.
I’m going to make an effort to get up 1-2 of these exclusive posts on Patreon a week. All subscribers to my Patreon will have exclusive access. So: there’s that.
Also: I realize that I now have a relative metric shit-ton of content on my site. I recently changed the template for a number of reasons, but some of the breadth of the content does tend to get lost. So I’m working on that. I’m thinking of making a chronological list with links of my journal, for example.
I think that’s it…been putting off a new video, but I’m really going to try to get at least one new one up this week. You can subscribe to my YouTube channel here.
Thanks for reading, thanks for your support…and have a good Tuesday!