The Open Door
Blog#14: Futures, Pasts, and Bits in Between
Part One: No More Karma Chameleon
'Karma': ah! Sound of the mystic, exotic, the wisdom of old, of the orient. Ah, it's my karma - now I understand.....
The fascination of many westerners with the notion of karma is maybe unsurprising. It goes with the territory of early stages of waking up to the fact that all is . . .
Life Story#15: Goodbye, Hello
There are things we have done that we are not proud of. Nevertheless, on inspection, they are invariably found to perfectly manifest our state of being at any given time. Nothing is fortuitous, nothing is out of place. It all fits perfectly into whoever we are, no matter how much we would wish it to be otherwise. It could not possibly be any . . .
Snapshot#5: Going Cosmic in Finland
It's a while back that I wrote about the contact with Taygetans and the Swaruus (see Blog#7). The information received from these very-best-of-ET-friends of ours is communicated to a number of contactees. Within the English-speaking world, the main human they have communicated with is Gosia.
Originally from Poland and currently . . .
Blog#13: Snippets From the War Zone
Part One: The Sky's the Limit
'I'm leaving on a jet plane/ Don't know when I'll be back again....'
Leaving...... on a jet plane? Steady on there. Not so fast. Maybe yes, maybe no. Not so easy these days.
You might be leaving on a jet plane. Provided you don't mind having nasal cotton bud things of unknown purity stuck up . . .
Life Story#14: And We All Fall Down....
Part One
It's March 1974. The bright sun of early spring floods through the sash window of the bedroom in Jimmy Keys's bedsit in Redland, Bristol. The near-radiant light imparts a sense of sanctity to this humble place, though it fails to extinguish the chill of the morning air. A stiff breeze can be heard playing in the . . .
Life Story#13: Summer's End
Part One
Summer had pretty much breathed its last when 1973's Reading Festival came along. Reading was already a fixture in the music calendar. For years it had been a jazz and blues event, but more recently it had branched out as a long weekend of rock music.
I went with Josey and a pal of hers, Lesley. I knew Josey from the . . .
Blog#12: Research Chemicals
Part One
Anybody delving into the world of psychedelic substances with any degree of enthusiasm and curiosity is likely to come into contact with three general layers of material.
Firstly, there are the plants which have been used for centuries, if not millennia, by peoples across the face of the Earth for assistance and gnosis. . . .