2018 Paratopia Update (1 of 2)

Aloha, People of Paratopia! Paratopians! Is that still a thing? You bet it is!

Jeff Ritzmann and I are thrilled to announce that the Paratopia Archive has just grown stronger, with the addition of all 13 Paratopia Oculus shows! That’s the 12 you’ve heard, plus a bonus episode that never saw the light of day, until now. So, if you haven’t already, go ahead and purchase the archive. There’s never been a better time. If you have purchased it, head on over and enjoy Paratopia Oculus!

Gee, it’s kinda like we’re cleaning house. Spring cleaning? Hmmm…. Wonder what that could be about. Perhaps we will find out in the next update.

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The Trickster Has A New Home

If you care at all about ufology or any of the other paranormal categories we entertain, you need to check out Jeff Ritzmann’s new blog The Numinous Den. In it, he breaks down and dissects George Hansen’s Trickster Theory in every situation where it rears its head. It’s superb. It’s easy to grasp. And he’s only a handful of posts in so it’s easy to start at the beginning and catch up.

In honor of Jeff’s latest accomplishment, I offer my two cents on the Trickster element at work in the psyche….

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‘Trickster’, by Bill Lewis

You could easily mock people who report experiences that fall outside the range of normal awareness if they occurred only a handful of times or in a few cultures. That they happen with frequency throughout all time and in every culture means normal awareness is being mocked at every turn, and so to mock high strangeness experiences is to ignore that fact with high prejudice.

The whole feedback loop is one big knowing smirk, but those limited to normal awareness aren’t conscious of the joke. The debunkers don’t know what they’re laughing at but they know they’re being laughed at, so they guffaw as bullies and demean experiencers and anyone who takes experiencers seriously. Their arrogance is from ignorance. Not miseducation or lack of education, but ignoring. On that deeper ignored level, they understand the joke is on them. In this sense they deserve pity for they’ve not had an experience which forces them to question reality in any sustainable way past being born.*

We’re all living in a facade in which and with which we self-identify. Some of the unhealthy impulses beneath the surface are sadistic because they are psychotically detached. Some of the healthy impulses may feel sadistic because they are compassionately detached and we are not consciously equipped to tell the difference.

Perhaps there is an intelligence trying like Hell to help us tell the difference. Perhaps there is a unifying principle that shocks its way through all cultures in all times like a jagged lightning strike through clouds.

Perhaps that raw, unfiltered consciousness messing with us is also us.

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*There is a reason all children question reality and it’s not because they don’t know anything. By the time they’re able to articulate questions, they’ve been filled with knowledge. But knowledge doesn’t answer the unknowable and they haven’t yet given up on the questions, repressed, or handed them over to personal and cultural authority figures with fake answers. Really, what bigger paranormal experience have we normalized than popping into existence from out of nothing? And if the appearance of form from formlessness isn’t a fractal version of the ultimate forms-within-formlessness transcendental bubble, I don’t know what is.

The Nightmare

Just watched a documentary called The Nightmare. Ostensibly, it’s about sleep paralysis. Problem is, some experiences don’t involve sleep. Some don’t involve paralysis. Some involve more than one person. And most of the experiencers don’t find the medical definition for sleep paralysis meaningful. What a refreshing documentary!

It’s streaming on Netflix now, for those with that service. Do check it out. And if you’re an observer or member of the ufological club, ask yourself what would happen with these people if they went to a hypnotist. I couldn’t help but think that every one of them, in the hands of a David Jacobs, would retrieve a story of rapey hybrids, then be asked for their undergarments for study or offered a genitalia defense mechanism he found in a sex shop. Then he’d be welcomed on all of the radio shows that claim to take this seriously. Then be invited to speak at any UFO conference he likes. Then be given an award by MUFON. Then be defended by sicko-phants.

Oh, sorry. I fell asleep. Had a bad dream there. The one where the promoters of truth-seeking didn’t give a shit and the audience that patted itself on the back for thinking outside the box of the mainstream was equally full of shit. The one where guest speakers at conferences were nothing more than self-appointed experts, con men, and glorified book reviewers. The one where….

CHRIST, IS THAT A HAND CRAWLING TOWARD ME?!