In my Ebook, Karen Blixen – The Devil´s Mistress, I described how I began to use alcohol in order to calm down my kundalini symptoms. In Aalborg, in Denmark, and on vagabonding trips around the world, I actually lived more or less like a "Dharma Bum" for about 30 years (in a certain sense I still do, as this article will reveal). The period could be seen as starting in 1990, and ending in 2008, where I published my first book. But the period is actually longer. It started in London in 1985, and ended in 2016, where I was hospitalized with a liver disease. Here I had a near-death experience.
The whole thing
was generated by my kundalini awakening, which happened in the start of 1990.
In London I had started reading about spirituality (mostly new age and occultism), and I practiced
yoga and meditation. I was also quite into the beat writers and the
counterculture (especially Robert Anton Wilson - see my articles, Final Secret of the Illuminati and The Godgame).
I became involved in the so-called Ong´s Hat project which is an internet-based secret history conspiracy theory, a piece of collaborative fiction, an alternate reality game, a work of transmedia storytelling, or a memetic experiment to see how far the meme could spread. The intial ground rules acknowledged the possibility that such an experiment could end up going down darker paths, and they specifically ruled out Ong´s Hat being used for cult-activity.
The characters were largely based in the ghost town of Ong's
Hat, New Jersey, hence the name of the project.
The Ong's Hat narrative is told in the form of conspiracy
theories surrounding a group of renegade Princeton professors who had
conducted quantum physics and chaos theory experiments to
discover a new theory for dimensional travel using a device called "the
egg", and were camped out in a parallel world. Their story is introduced
through two documents, Incunabula: A Catalog of Rare Books, Manuscripts
& Curiosa, Conspiracy Theory, Frontier Science & Alternative
Worlds and Ong's Hat: Gateway to the Dimensions.
The story is said to begin in 1978 when a man named Wali Ford bought
over 200 acres of forested land and set up an ashram (the Moorish Science
Ashram). This ashram was built for seekers of spirituality, politics, tantra,
and psychopharmacology. The ashram was a
place for Princeton physicists, among other accredited scientists, to perform
experiments involving interdimensional travel. It was rumored that they were
trying to train the human mind to manipulate quantum physics and reality
itself.
A device called The Egg was developed in the late 1980s by these
scientists and physicists. This device
was created as a variation of a sensory deprivation chamber, and it was used to
help them determine when a wave becomes a particle. However, during a test one
day, something unexpected happened: it disappeared. A young man who was inside
the Egg when it disappeared explained that in the seven minutes the Egg was
gone, he had traveled to another alternate dimension of the Earth. This other
Earth was exactly the same as our Earth, however, it did not contain human
life.
Throughout the years, they continued their experiments. However, when military efforts threatened the research
being done by these physicists and scientists, they had to move their site
somewhere else. Piece by piece, they moved their ashram to the other Earth.
They left behind only the house where the gateway between worlds is held. The
only time the people who live in the ashram return is when they need to restock
supplies.
One of the creators, Joseph Matheny, a multidisciplinary artist, mythological and liminal fiction author, creator of alternatice reality games and online legend trips, eventually concluded the project. If you read the book, Ong´s Hat - the Beginning (download for free), or Joseph Matheny´s website, you can see, that the project builds on a lot of the stuff I describe in my article: The Godgame. Two other important texts are:
1)
False
Documents, by Peter Lamborn Wilson (this book is called a series of "Borgesian" and "Nabokovian" fictions, and a lot of the Ong´s Hat material reminds in fact about the Argentine writer Jorge Luis Borges - read my article: The Strange World of Jorge Luis Borges).
2) Legend-Tripping
Online: Supernatural Folklore and the Search for Ong's Hat, by Michael Kinsella (also available for free downloading here). In this book Kinsella proposes that, by harnessing the interpretive frameworks (legends) that supernatural traditions provide, people can enter particular states of mind in which they become especially inclined to have actual supernatural experiences that may consist in anything from seeing visions or conversing with the dead to encounter otherworldly intelligences. Such experiences, once recounted as legends, then become assimilated into the very traditions that described them. Think of the Grail Quest! I have myself described the phenomenon of supernatural powers using the images we ourselves give them - see my article: The Connection between Shamanic Healing and Creative Unfoldment.
After my kundalini awakening, I started using alcohol to
calm down the symptoms. This was somehow justified by the “counterculture philosophy”. And, with inspiration from the Ong´s Hat project, I considered myself as a chaos magician, or a “chaos navigator”. I was very
much into the third virtue of critical thinking: flexible thinking, or looking
at things from above. That is: a life of bohemianism, poetry and storytelling, combined
with the use of drugs and alcohol.
I vagabonded around the world in search of so-called Pirate utopias. Pirate utopias were defined
by the above-mentioned anarchist writer Peter Lamborn Wilson (Hakim Bey), who
coined the term in his 1995 book Pirate Utopias: Moorish Corsairs &
European Renegadoes as secret islands once used for supply purposes
by pirates (Wilson is a central person in the creation of the Ong´s Hat project).
His concept of Pirate Utopias concept is largely based on speculation, although he
admits to adding a bit of fantasy to the idea. In Wilson's view, these pirate
enclaves were early forms of autonomous proto-anarchist societies in that
they operated beyond the reach of governments and embraced
unrestricted freedom.
More broadly, and in connection with Pirate Utopias, he has also coined the concepts of "Temporary Autonomous Zones", and "Permanent Autonomous Zones", both of which are communities that are autonomous from the generally recognized state or authority structure in which they are embedded (the latter link has a list of real existing zones).
Wilson is a practitioner of
the so-called “Refusal of Work” movement. So was I. And I still am. But, today I see him as a “Gatekeeper” (again, see my
article: The Godgame). I still recommend his book T.A.Z – The Temporary Autonomous
Zone, Ontological Anarchy, Poetic Terrorism, as a help of breaking up your
negative thinking, and making your stagnated reality tunnels flower (download it for free). In my article, Peter Kingsley - Another Story Waiting to Pierce You, I have written a critique of Wilson, and his followers. More critique will follow.
However, there is a similarity between nihilism and spiritual anarchism. On my philosophical counseling page I describe the third aspect of spiritual practice as spiritual anarchism, or, that to go beyond all ideas and images. But this nihilistic approach must be combined with a coherent metaphysics. I have offered a such in my ebook, Philosophical Counseling with Tolkien. You can namely see Rivendell, Lothlorien, Neverland, and the Orchid Pavilions, as precisely such
Pirate Utopias, and autonomous zones.
And, I still recommend that the
Grail seeker is seeking out places in the world, that reminds of such. Use Legend Tripping (link to Wikipedia). Or, as a life artist, includes pathfinders and trail
markers in his or her art, that points towards such zones (for example
in Graffiti).
I
believe Rold Forest to be one of them (see my article, Counseling in the Mythic Forest of Rold).
At the time where I was completely identified with Wilson´s teachings, I hadn´t incorporated the
other aspects of critical thinking, and I was completely in the control of the
irrational (see my page, Meditation as an Art of Life, about the other virtues of critical thinking).
However, when I started
writing my first book, I had started becoming skeptical about the total
irrational way of living. My kundalini awakening also turned into a top-down
awakening, with extreme pressure and stress as a consequence. Therefore, despite
my beginning skepticism (and discovery of Meditation as an Art of Life), I still used
alcohol while writing my first books, ending with the Matrix Conspiracy books I-II in 2014. My books, Lucifer Morningstar – a Philosophical Love Story,
and Sûnyatâ Sutras, were published in 2017, a year after my
hospitalization (see my books for an overview of these “old writings”).
On my blog category, My Life as a Vagabond, I have started telling some of the strange stories of this wild
period. I have referred to the period as: The Borgesian Nightmare. A concept I first mentioned in my blog post: On the Nature of Dreams. I talked about, when moving into The Godgame, that it is was if you moved into a madhouse, or, a Borgesian Nightmare. I also talked about that I today, as a kind of Sherlock Holmes figure, is ready to move into The Borgesian Nightmare again. I have been there before but not in a critical way. It is namely so, that The Godgame basically is about the Quest for the Holy Grail.
Therefore, I am in fact
still living after some of the old principles, which I will give a view of below. They namely have, as indicated, an ability of, either breaking up thought patterns which
make you live in a “reality tunnel”, or shifting between different reality tunnels in order not to be caught up in a stagnated way of life. But it must be balanced through rationality (elenchos, the art of refuting sophisms) and discrimination between subject (dream) and object (reality). The latter doesn´t hinder enchantment. On the contrary. If you take Tolkien´s and Plato´s objective idealism (instead of Leary´s, Wilson´s, or Jung´s subjective idealism), it namely means, that when reality (or the Wholeness) through spiritual practice begins to dream, then the flowering enchantment precisely is characterized by, that it is real and not a product of your own own fantasy. Tolkien always said that he didn´t construct Middle-earth, he discovered it.
In connection with my hospitalization I got a psychiatric
diagnosis. In other words: you are free to call me a madman (or, The Fool, in the Tarot games).
Spiritual crises are today accepted in the diagnostic system of psychiatry.
You might think that it is absurd that a spiritual awakening is considered a
mental illness in the modern society, but paradoxically enough, then such a
diagnosis, actually can help you in a modern society. My diagnosis, for example, has helped me in my life as an idler and vagabond. Since 1994
a new section has been included in statistical diagnostic system called the
DSM-IV. It authenticates religious and spiritual problems as a legitimate focus
on medical attention. The section is called V62.89. The inclusion of this
category in the DSM IV recognizes spiritual emergence as a legitimate focus for
medical doctors. Medical doctors need to justify their time with a patient by
treating an illness. An illness has to be reported on their forms in order for
them to treat you. So if some awful sounding medical label arrives on your
form, don´t worry; it doesn´t mean you have this condition, it mean it is the
nearest “filing box” the DSM IV offers.
Right
now, where I have moved to my sanctuary in Rold Forest, I´m in a process where
my lower chakras are being processed. This is reflected in
my dreams, where I´m reliving the story of my life as a Dharma bum. But lately these dreams have attained a rather strange
character. They have attained the color of icons. Something otherworldly is mixing
in. I´m still experiencing life on the streets and on journeys, as well as my engagements with other
bums, vagabonds, and travellers. But there is an extraordinary feeling of sacredness. Strange people are
mixing in, people from traveling caravans, street entertainers, bohemians,
vagabonds, and some more strange creatures, half animal and half human
creatures, so-called shapeshifters.
"The stuff that dreams are made of" by John Anster
Fitzgerald (1819-1906).
I´m also beginning to experience inner tantric phenomena. Some of the
female street entertainers appear like dakinis. Tsultrim Allione describes
the dakinis as “mystical female beings who may appear in dreams, visions, or
human form.” They are primarily energy-beings, “the wisdom-energy of the five
colors, which are the subtle luminous forms of the five elements.” In his book
The Faerie Way, Hugh Mynne writes that there is a truly astounding
point-to-point correspondence between British faerie beliefs and Tibetan
teachings concerning dakinis (besides its New Age scent, Mynne´s book is quite
good). In Scandinavia we have the Disir. These are the
female spirits (goddesses) I´m interacting with in Rold Forest.
The Disir belongs to a group of gods called The Vanir. In ancient Celtic religion they are
called The Sidhe. They are
the Divine Ancestors. They are closely associated with poetry and music.
The Sidhe could be compared with Tolkien´s concept of elves and
angels, and the relationship with them could be used in the same way as
suggested throughout this book. See Philosophical
Counseling with Tolkien, especially Chapter 3: Philosophical
Angeology.
Art by
Sulamith Wülfing
Dakinis,
like The Sidhe (Scandinavia: Disir/Vanir), are particular associated with twilight; they frequently appear
at twilight. They speak a mysterious non-rational “twilight language”
(Sanscrit: sandhyabhasa) which can only be understood through the operation of
another mode of knowing. Like the Sidhe, they are “between-creatures,” appearing
and disappearing in the mysterious radiance of another world.
What
I realized with these dreams was that I´m a vagabond by nature. I wanted to
travel with the caravans. You could also use words such as pilgrim, bohemian, flaneur,
idler, etc.
I
have always felt like being a stranger in life, an Other, or simply an
outsider. Therefore I also like the existentialists. But, in fact, if you go to
Greco-Roman philosophy, then the philosophers also lived like bums, vagabonds,
or cave-dwellers. Today existentialism is the only part of modern philosophy which reminds
about the origins of philosophy.
I
have also always been attracted to nature. And the more I´m working with Hara
and the lower chakras, the more the Earth Chakra is opening me for Mother Earth
elements and therefore shamanism. Personally, I sense a connection between
shamanism and art.
Shamanic Art by Susan Seddon-Boulet
“In
the mythic tradition, both artists and shamans walk perilously close to the
realm of madness; indeed, in some cases, their gifts specifically come from
journeying into madness, or Faerie, or the Realm of the Gods and then back
again.”
This
is also a central theme in her book, The Wood Wife. It begins with a
Goethe quote:
Who
wants to understand the poem
Must
go to the land of poetry.
Pierre
Hadot believes that Goethe considered true poetry as an exercise consisting in
spiritually elevating oneself high above the earth. For Goethe, poetry
(included storytelling) in the truest sense is a kind of physics, which
consists in looking down at things from above, from the point of view of the
nature of the all.
In
his philosophical diary, Meditations, book 9, Marcus Aurelius says:
"You have the power to
strip off many superfluous things that are obstacles to you, and that depend
entirely upon your value-judgments; you will open up for yourself a vast space
by embracing the whole universe in your thoughts, by considering unending
eternity.”
In book 7, he admonishes
himself as follows:
”Watch and see the courses of the stars as if you were running alongside
them, and continually dwell in your mind upon the changes of the elements into
one another; for these imaginations wash away the foulness of life on the
earth. When you are reasoning about mankind, look upon earthly things below as
if from some vantage point above them.”
There
is a lot of shamanism in this. And Plato´s description of the philosopher directly sounds
like a description of a shaman (which shows that philosophy and shamanism were
connected at that time):
”In fact, it is only his body
that lives and has its residence in the state; his soul, however, holds all
this to be puny and meaningless, and contemptuously wanders all over the place,
“under the earth,” as Pindar says, and measuring whatever is on its surface,
and “above the heavens,” observing the stars, and in general thoroughly
investigating the nature of everything that is, but without lowering itself to
the level of any of the objects in its vicinity” (Theactetus, 173).
In
popular thought, if not always in fact, shamanism is associated with altered states
of consciousness and borderline madness, with shapechanging and otherworldly
journeys, with creativity and genius. Windling’s novel The Wood Wife weaves
these elements into the story of a woman who meets spirits of place when she
travels to the Arizona desert. The artist figures in The Wood Wife are,
like shamans, intermediaries between the spirits/nature and the human world. The artists speak to and for the spirits.
Karen
Blixen, who claimed she was a witch, said that the human nature must be seen in
the image of an artist. Personally, I have formulated this very broadly as a
life artist. It is a life which must be a
rebellion in relation to the established society, and which therefore often is
associated with madness.
The figure of the shaman is also
closely associated with madness. When an
initiate becomes a shaman by Eliade’s first method, “spontaneous vocation,” he
“takes the risk of being mistaken for a ‘madman’” (Myths 80). The behaviour
of someone chosen in this way becomes more and more strange. Such a person “seeks
solitude, becomes a dreamer, loves to wander in woods or desert places, has visions,
sings in his sleep, etc.”
One
shamanic method for changing shape is “undressing” down to the skeleton and
“putting on” an animal form. This may be related to the dismemberment of the
shaman initiate.
The
life artist must re-structure the ego´s ownership to things, food, personal
power, sexuality and emotions. Spiritual practice is in all simplicity about
separating and dismantling the consciousness´ automatical identification with
all this, in order to turn the consciousness in towards its source. First
thereafter the mystical process can begin.
The
magnet of attraction, which the ego is controlled by – (the ego´s identity with
the material world: instincts, sexuality, emotions, desire, collective ideals,
ownership, personal power; under one: the will to power) – will in a true
spiritual practice lose its attraction. Investments in the material world´s ups
and downs, its demands, temptations and dramas, become undramatized, uninteresting,
even meaningsless, in relation to the consciousness´ opening direction in towards
its spiritual essence: the Now, the Wholeness, life itself, and finally: the
eternal Otherness, from where the good, the true and the beautiful are
streaming as grace and forgiveness.
Such
a detachment is seen in the unworried life of the bohemian. Bohemianism is
the practice of an unconventional lifestyle, often in the company of
like-minded people and with few permanent ties. It involves musical, artistic,
literary or spiritual pursuits. In this context, Bohemians may or may not
be wanderers, adventurers, or vagabonds.
Bohemian Grove (a Pirate Utopia) during the summer Hi-Jinks, circa
1911–1916
This
use of the word bohemian first appeared in the English language in the 19th
century to describe the non-traditional lifestyles of marginalized and
impoverished artists, writers, journalists, musicians, and actors in major European
cities.
Bohemians
were associated with unorthodox or anti-establishment political or
social viewpoints, which often were expressed through free love, frugality,
and—in some cases—simple living or voluntary poverty. A more
economically privileged, wealthy, or even aristocratic bohemian circle is
sometimes referred to as haute bohème (literally "high
Bohemia").
Take
for example the poet Lord Byron (1788 - 1824).
Portrait of
Byron by Thomas Phillips
Led by love for the local
aristocratic, young, and newly married Teresa Guiccioli, Lord Byron lived
in Ravenna from 1819 to 1821. Here
he continued Don Juan and wrote the Ravenna Diary and My
Dictionary and Recollections. Around this time he received visits from Percy
Bysshe Shelley, as well as from Thomas Moore, to whom he confided his
autobiography or "life and adventures", which Moore, Hobhouse, and
Byron's publisher, John Murray, burned in 1824, a month after Byron's
death. Of Byron's lifestyle in Ravenna we know more from Shelley, who
documented some of its more colourful aspects in a letter:
"Lord
Byron gets up at two. I get up, quite contrary to my usual custom … at 12.
After breakfast we sit talking till six. From six to eight we gallop through
the pine forest which divide Ravenna from the sea; we then come home and dine,
and sit up gossiping till six in the morning. I don’t suppose this will kill me
in a week or fortnight, but I shall not try it longer. Lord B.’s establishment
consists, besides servants, of ten horses, eight enormous dogs, three monkeys,
five cats, an eagle, a crow, and a falcon; and all these, except the horses,
walk about the house, which every now and then resounds with their unarbitrated
quarrels, as if they were the masters of it… . [P.S.] I find that my
enumeration of the animals in this Circean Palace was defective … . I have just
met on the grand staircase five peacocks, two guinea hens, and an Egyptian
crane. I wonder who all these animals were before they were changed into these
shapes."
In
the 1980s, when I worked in Harrods in London, as a gentlemens´ outfitter, my
life as a vagabond was already beginning to form. My time in London was a time
of daydreaming. I was young, and dreamt about a life that would be different
than the normal. In my lunch breaks I often walked over in Kensington Gardens
and sat by the Serpentine Lake, a central place in J.M. Barrie´s books about
Peter Pan.
"Peter
Pan" by Charles Buchel.
In
the same way as Peter Pan, I wanted to escape from the normal life. Many years
later I should realize how close to shamanism and Tibetan dream yoga, Peter Pan
actually is. In his novel, Peter Pan in Kensington Gardens, J.M.
Barrie writes:
If
you think he [Peter Pan] was the only baby who ever wanted to escape, it shows
how completely you have forgotten your own young days. When David heard
this story first he was quite certain that he had never tried to escape, but I
told him to think back hard, pressing his hands to his temples, and when he had
done this hard, and even harder, he distinctly remembered a youthful desire to
return to the tree-tops, and with that memory came others, as that he had lain
in bed planning to escape as soon as his mother was asleep, and how she had
once caught him half-way up the chimney. All children could have such
recollections if they would press their hands hard to their temples, for,
having been birds before they were human, they are naturally a little wild
during the first few weeks, and very itchy at the shoulders, where their wings
used to be. So David tells me (page
20-21).
I
began to study the wisdom of loafing. Chinese literary tradition is rife with
the jottings of non-achievers – the cultured vagabond, the scholar recluse, the
Taoist wanderer. Already in 500BC, the sage Lao Tzu recommended that one should
“never be the first in the world”. Only he who is not wanted by the public can
be a carefree individual, runs the Taoist adage. The importance of living is
peopled with educated dropouts – for instance poets such as Su Tungpo and Tao
Yüanming; Su, who sang about “the clear breeze over the river and the clear
moon over the mountains”, and Tao, who sang about “the hen, which rested in the
top of a mulberry tree”.
I
was, as mentioned, also inspired by the beatwriters, as for example Jack Kerouac´s On the
Road and The Dharma Bums. Also Allen Ginsberg´s shamanic poem Howl
inspired me. But after my alcohol abuse I began to study the Chinese kinds of
dropouts. They have become the new great source of inspiration in my life.
Like
Lin Yutang I actually see the art of loafing as democratic in its nature. But,
as Walt Whitman is pointing out in his Democratic Vistas – it is the ideal of
free men and women in the Now, not the ideal of the democratic progress or
improvement (today Consumer Capitalism and the growth fanatism of the self-help
industry) - just look at Laurence Sterne on his “sensitive journey”, or at
Wordsworth and Coleridge, wandering on foot through Europe, with a great sense
of beauty in their hearts, but with a very few money.
The
philosophical refined pleasure in the art of loafing is something, which costs
much less than the lust for luxury. The only thing the pleasure of loafing
requires is a creative emptiness, a life enjoyed as it is lived. Play without
reason; travel to see nothing; a perfectly useless afternoon spent in a
perfectly useless manner – these are the kind of activities that redeem the art
of living from the business of living, which also Henry David Thoreau has shown
in his Walden, where he describes his life in the woods, retired from the
world´s ups and downs, from the magnet of attraction.
Look
at nature! All nature loafs, while Man alone works for a living!
It
is a return to childhood. My concept of The Peter Pan Project builds on this.
And this is again connected to philosophy. Poetry, storytelling and philosophy
melt together. If we take Wordsworth´s poem, "Ode: Intimations of
Immortality from Recollections of Early Childhood", we can see how
deeply imbued it is with a kind of natural Platonism. The poem begins with the
famous lines:
There was a time when
meadow, grove, and stream,
The earth, and every common sight,
To me did seem
Apparelled in celestial light,
The glory and the freshness of a dream.
Shortly
thereafter, we read:
Our birth is but a sleep
and a forgetting:
The Soul that rises with us, our life's Star,
Hath had elsewhere its setting,
And cometh from afar:
Not in entire forgetfulness,
And not in utter nakedness,
But trailing clouds of glory do we come
The
primary ideas here, so beautifully evoked, come from Plato, and although the
speaker is chagrined about the loss of the “visionary gleam” available in
childhood and in nature, where he is naturally “Nature´s Priest,” he also recognizes
that nonetheless these riches remain accessible. The child is a “best
philosopher…Haunted for ever by the eternal mind – “ And, Wordsworth writes,
even though the weight of years bears down on us, to each of us is given “primal
sympathy” and the consolation of “the philosophical mind.”
So, I´m
all in for bohemianism.
I consider myself as a drop-out hermit in Rold Forest, Denmark, where I, as Bruce
Chatwin said: “have a place to hang my hat”.
When not in Rold Forest, I spend my time vagabonding the world. As mentioned, see my blog category: My Life as a Vagabond.
You can follow my vagabonding and photography on my Instagram profile.
I like to refer to myself as a Philosophical Globetrotter, Life Artist, and Idler (a Dharma Bum). I
campaign against the work ethic (a religious, Protestant dogma, which
capitalism is introducing worldwide, and which is making both people and
environment sick) and promote liberty, autonomy and responsibility; in
reality: the fine art of doing nothing. In this I take an anarchic approach
to the everyday barriers that come between us and our dreams. So, I´m still in for spiritual anarchism, civil disobedience, and the right to be an idler.
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