Showing posts with label carl jung. Show all posts
Showing posts with label carl jung. Show all posts

Wednesday 27 February 2019

Two Subjects Umm That Wake People Up





Just something I learned about what topics the machine fears most and how to communicate. I guess I'm going to need better lighting and a microphone if I do another one.


Wednesday 7 May 2014

A Dangerous Method




I wish I'd seen this first on the big screen. 

It's that good.

If you like beautifully manicured 1900's-ish clinical psychology with Swiss manicured lawns and erotic wailing Banshees in an opening scene then this movie is for you.

This is my favourite Jewish movie ever. It's better than Jaws and even better than Kramer vs Kramer, but it's not better than Five Broken Cameras which breaks category rules by being about reality shot in the first person.

If a movie is about making you see the world differently, then A Dangerous Method might work out as well for you as it did for me. By synchronicity I watched a Jungian Youtube interview only 10 days ago or so. In this respect it was sweet to see a younger dramatisation of the older gent who wrote about UFOs as a relatively nascent archetype, understood religion and generally fought hard not to always have conditional rules.

It's quite possible ambivalent people will be ambivalent about this movie but I always say take ambivalent people in moderation.

Wednesday 29 August 2012

Call Me Ishmael


Recently I've taken to using art as a tool for the manifestation of the collective unconscious in a Jungian sense, and so as Moby Dick has been prodding me for over a year now since Hong Kong, for reasons I couldn't quite fathom, I set up an RSS feed and curated a mood stream of every new piece of original art being shared with the world on the topic, and supplemented that with bits of data plumbing Jedi Knightery, to see if I can compile an emerging narrative

The learning so far is unsettling and an anomaly in expressionistic terms when looking back at history. It seems one of the key themes is not just the death of Captain Ahab and crew, but the death of Whales. Spooky whales levitating above the sea as if drawn in a state of mourning; lamenting the transit to a marine afterlife.

And then I awoke up from a nap just now, and for the umpteenth time was reminded of the book by The Guardian who week in and week out out are echoing the questionably tinnitus driven peals, ringing in my head and then out of nowhere, I realised the part of Moby Dick I had been so eager to share when reading this unusually off-topic novel for me that I find hard to follow. I overcame the age and relative formality of its language through the time tested clamour of Bangkok Go-Go bars. I find the neon, noise and nubility more soothing than when left a difficult text, alone in the distracting silence of home.


In any case, I meant to write how extraordinary it was learning of the whaling business in its heyday with respect to being the precursor for the entire edifice of imminent planetary industrialisation. That is to say, built upon the global scale of a wind powered floating business, in singular pursuit of yet another of natures exclusive and historically irreplaceable organic yields. If asked it is for this reason I argue leaving the oil in the ground instead of fuelling jet engines in the air for an economy levitating on the hologram of endless financial growth. What if say quantum entangled oil is the spice melange of a future interstellar life? To me, the what-ifs are a full nelson on the what-the-fucks line of reason.

I'll leave you with Melville's passage that left a slow burning mark upon me with a lesson on gateway drugs of the monkeys (homo consumericus) obsession with whale oil that was only displaced  when the black stuff leaking from the ground, looked like it had something going for it. 

Why did the Dutch in De Witt's time have admirals of their whaling fleets? Why did Louis XVI of France, at his own personal expense, fit out whaling ships from Dunkirk, and politely invite to that town some score or two of families from our own island of Nantucket? Why did Britain between the years 1750 and 1788 pay to her whalemen in bounties upwards of L1,000,000? And lastly, how comes it that we whalemen of America now outnumber all the rest of the banded whalemen in the world; sail a navy of upwards of seven hundred vessels; manned by eighteen thousand men; yearly consuming 4,000,000 of dollars; the ships worth, at the time of sailing, $20,000,000! and every year importing into our harbors a well reaped harvest of $7,000,000. How comes all this, if there be not something puissant in whaling?



Tuesday 27 December 2011

Jungian Analysis Of The E.T Question - Professor Emeritus Of Religious Studies David J. Halperin




I took a quick look at this yesterday and decided Professor J. Halperin was a bit stuffy and  traditional for me, but today before closing the tab down I noticed he asked who gave the first telling of the mythical Greek Gods and then specifically he mentions Perseus against Medusa which was just enough to for me to give him a whirl. 

I haven't yet discovered if he's familiar with Douglas Dietrich's explosive revelations on the Roswell incident but he's a good introduction to the archetypal and transdimensional nature of the topic. Give him a whirl if you like it erudite and professorial. 

He's an Ezekial specialist for you spinning wheel obsessives and he picks up on Sagan's ambiguity of position which we now know was because he was holding back on us.

The Professors Betty & Barney Hill deconstruction is novel but doesn't really factor in the Gnostic account of the neonate entities known as the Archons and thus well before Striebers book cover illustration of Communion, or is he ticking off that subject with his mention of the Jewish mystics account in Hekhalot Rabbhati in which I'm not sure I understand his psychological point with respect to trauma and recalled memories drawn from the visual Zeitgeist. 

Friday 2 December 2011

Jacques Vallée @ TEDx Brussels - Unified Theory, Melchizidek & Jungian Synchronicity





Jacques Vallée is a bona fide academic brave enough to tackle the UFO issue until his last book in the late 70's. He reached some thoughtful conclusions such as the transdimensional nature of the topic, it's overlap with comparative mythology themes, and the parallels with fairies and ancient folklore. Perhaps this was the language used before we acquired a vocabulary that recognised entities, beings and extra terrestrials as a distinct cosmic taxonomy?

Quite by chance, I started to read Jacques Vallée's book Messengers of Deception recently and was trying but failing to cut and paste his warning about galactic cults into a post. By coincidence he also mentions that issue in this presentation. Jacques Vallée also raises the Melchizidek theme and specifically draws our attention to the  Melchizidek statue at Chartres Cathedral that we've previously been alerted to by John Lash as symbolic of the Archontic virus our species is plagued by.


Jacques Vallee rarely mentions it but the French U.N. character 'Lacombe' in Close Encounters of the Third Kind, played by Francois Truffault is based on him. You may recall that film portrayed the military as breast-medal deep in off world interaction, and stopping at nothing to keep civilians in the dark.


It's a good talk, and timely too if the Higg's Boson has decided to stop hiding from us and come out to play as CERN are hinting.