Now I remember Lovecraft’s Theory of Interdimensional Travel.
The Hounds of Tindalos only traveled at angles. So you traveled in curves to get away from them. Guess I always traveled in curves, in spirals. But now I see the Fibernautilus with the curve and angles. Land in the curve where the angle does not, and you’ve lost them.
Thanks, Maynard. Tool came in Angles first, and now spirals. Now I am traveling curved space. Even in my dreams; the geometrical curving hallway, with so many side doors- breaking off sharp (a 90 degree angle; in Astrology, a Square) to my left, opening a door, and it was like all angles exploding, and the dream fell apart in a thousand little angle-shards. Like in the movie Inception. And once I apply what happened when I opened the door -the render fell apart- to the corridor before it, the hallway was like a spiral as a thousand tiny angles, incrementally changing (a circle would have been constant). I was certain it was a spiral. It looked like a big circle, but didn’t feel like one. The many shifted angles of the fact of it’s spiralness were being noticed and followed by the pure body. Inner ear, balance, direction. Instinct. Body was reading the code in the matrix, and knew exactly what kind of structure it was navigating, even though the place was not familiar. That is what instinct is. Mind was not the one running. Not what was being invigorated, exhilarated, by the spiralness.
But when I tried to jump off at a point, the dream collapsed. Perhaps it wasn’t the right door, it wasn’t at a proper Angle, or the stop was too sudden for the part of me that Dreams to comprehend. Like sudden light changes. It was different from anything I’ve ever dreamed. ‘Specially since the only reason I remembered the Lovecraftian theory was cause I’d just figured out how to do it. I’ve been trying to remember it for months.. It is spacetime travel. Seeing the Wrinkle in Time movie probly helped, too. I haven’t read the book since I was a kid.
First, there were the Angles: Lateralus was broken up, in it’s natural progression, the spiral shattered into a multitude of Angles, as when I opened the dream-door.
Astrologically, the Spiral is what happens when those angles on solid paper -the natal horoscope chart- are set into motion and/or affected on by current planets. They are the planets. Circle set into motion becomes a spiral, the motivating force is time. Time = Spiral.
A fascination with clocks that have 13 hours. 13 differentiates a spiral from a circle. The 13th hour = dreaming. Extra time. Simultaneous time. Nonlinear-ness. You dream for minutes, it feels like hours.
This spiraling was not the obvious mode of travel before Comet rearranged the solar system again. Or before I started following the moon through the signs day by day, and only meeting the Spirit-guide from time to time. At Angles. To an extent, we still travel at Angles, but there are always exceptions. . .
The moon’s April-fool’s joke -or maybe the rest of the planets’ joke- for about half a sign -Pisces- the moon was Void of Course. Better than 24 hours.
Spirit guide can still go through the Void with me, as usual. This is the lack of Angles, the Void Moon. The curve of the ever-expanding spiral, the exhilarating fast slingshot around the sun- and now like comets we travel in Spirals through space- the cosmic dance- the Comets change solar system-partners in wide-arc dose-does and the virus that is Life spreads throughout the galaxy. Maybe even between them? And so I slingshot off the moon, and head for deep space, using gravity as an accelerator like Asimov..
Perhaps it would be more pleasant to say, ‘the program that is life,’ rather than virus. This program that also runs in spirals; fractal-generator Oak trees, leaves in springtime velvet. Antlers. Nautilus shells. And the comets which carry the program’s spiral DNA seed, also travel in spirals.
See a solar system in a circle. Insular. Isolated. Without something that travels in spirals, there is no hope of introduction, change, growth. But a spiral is an interference pattern. It’s interaction necessarily carries with it risks, disturbance. Danger.
Therefore the dangerous rulebreakers will bring in the catalyst for the miraculous. Damn pesty comets, re-arranging my nice little solar system again; as revolutionaries upend a country. Well, let’s hope that ain’t what gives the human race it’s much-needed attitude adjustment!
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—And back to the dream-hallway of curved-spacetime travel. . .
–If the body knows the way, but only the Mind goes- one has to be part, and comfortable as, animal. Instinct has to be in one’s Mind, as well as Body. The Whole Being- Spirit too- fused. A hybrid form, a creature that works out so well. This is the beast Centaur. A shaman dancing up a stag.
I experience the Human Animal, and the Animal Human, both contained at ease within the Mind, and I think I just learned to time travel. But how long will it take to master it, and how dangerous? Terrence McKenna said the reason the Mayan Calendar ended was that humans learned the ability to time travel, and the Universe went nonlinear, and therefore the calendar was irrelevant. So, they stopped writing it.
It is funny that Maynard teaches me this, with sonic immersion. Tool gives me this dream from Fibonacci Lateralus, the album re-ordered, and now I no longer have the urge, the compulsion, to listen to Tool. Not today. I have learned what the music had to teach. First, Angles. Then, Spirals.
And the Universe fills up with laughter, echoing out as both a curve and an angle, a wave and a particle. This is geometry like a psylocybe painting. Like Neptune approaching the sign of Pisces. A shooting star beside the moon. All brains naturally contain the proper ingredients somewhere deep within. But sometimes the entry is rough- an airplane flying through a storm, to get to open sky above, up where only the Dragons fly.. Dragons, with many bodies but one mind, all flying under the liquid oceanic moonlight.. And so, I stumble upon the other half of the comet equation, as far as space is concerned. Many levels to this strange guide, and on each level, a hybrid creature.
One comet is always close, rogue in the sense that it broke even comets’ rules, and stayed within the solar system, orbiting between Saturn and Uranus, the bridge between the outer and inner, personal and universal, rules and rebellion, Structural time and Timelessness- Only a small little sub-planet, both asteroid and comet, it’s coma small and dwindling because always burning away. An astrological influence of shamanic-healing and quite an enigma for astrologers, especially since it can be curiously strong, for being so small. This one is Chiron.
The Other One is the old bright Hyakutake. Passing through only once every many thousand years… And I love the name. Makes me think of cheesy big swords. :-)
A true cosmic explorer, a wide-spiral comet, whose path is different each time, each slingshot around the sun he spirals out, keeps going farther, until one day, he will be free of our star, as perhaps he was free before, and he will travel on, shining brightly each time he finds one, for the long cold times in between.
A dangerous outsider to the calm order of things. A changer. Not a rebel but some kind of Sacred Warrior of the Absolute. Stunning to behold. Hard to miss if one has half an eye open. He who takes the 13th step so many are afraid of, in our calm, inner-Saturnine order, and travels the spiral.. and goes where none of us has been, past the order of the circle. Goes beyond the seen, into the Void, the Unknown.. Deep Space again..
As comet Hyakutake passed the moon, it dropped someone new into a spirit-world.. When the moon passes her reflection in my own life, he is no-where to be found. I know he’s been there, as a spirit that stands beside me. But Hyakutake may drop things, but is not a key. Spirit says he hasn’t had enough time to observe, to feel. The time is not for action.
Hyakutake knows moon. Chiron does not. Chiron is key. Chiron = experiential learning, traveling on the spiral, each experience new and different though it may appear the same, all that lovely greenwitch/wise-woman stuff which I discovered when young, and the young, forming and growing spiritguide soaked up like a sponge, better than I and more completely. Only to later teach me, in time to the music, when I could better understand it. But he’s always known about the moon; he can get there without Angles, but I yet can’t. Chiron has to come around, for complete understanding and integration of all natural power within a natal planet. To sever some ties, to establish others, perhaps. A shaman, very powerful. Of great experience, from which he has acquired and brought back much wisdom from his far journeys. I am only his pupil. I am still learning, and now we’ve begun a new lesson. Time travel seems almost an introductory course. The colors I wear Journeying belie a strange concept.. That the student shall become the teacher’s teacher. A circular world. But only possible through the ability to access the curved space angularly, to move crosswise through the Spiral of Time..
Still there are blank spots. Things I do not understand. Maybe this is why, when I meet our fearsome goddess, spirit-guide is no-where. Still on the other side, with my body ironically. But initiates must make that journey alone. All the shaman, the teacher can do is remain behind and watch over the body. But fear is the restrictive force. I go towards it, now I see, to loosen it’s hold. In the microcosmic world, spirit-comet already has understanding of things lunar and tidal. Because it was from the moon that Hyakutake dropped him. Outside that small place, Chiron needs to gain experience, before making his move. It will be deep, decisive, penetrating, precise. To be accurate, he must know the territory every stone and weed. As a healer, especially the weeds. Spirit beside me has locked in him all the experience of the being in the little World. But Chiron is the key. Experience is the healer. Hyakutake is more the Sacred Warrior with the Cheesy Big Sword. Which is hilarious. Makes me see a familiar spirit, animae style.
Comet (Hyakutake) knows what to do, has been there many times and infact rarely ever leaves. But comet (Chiron) is the one who can explain, show, teach. Hyakutake breaks rules, Chiron heals and makes new ones.
Spaced Explorations 