The way this project came together was so odd and so completely non-linear that some basic grammatical and spelling errors are still in the essays, as well as certain structural and syntactical flaws that need to be worked out.

Traditionally in authorship it is customary to have completed all proofreading and editing before publication. However, with the present challenging state of the planet and human endeavor around the world, I felt it necessary to release this version in the form of a formal draft.

The final revisions will come in the following months, there will also be a release of much more content, although some will remain withheld for concern about the safety and welfare of others. The remainder will be released when it can be put into a book form, as it should be regarded as literature for an adult audiance since central topics may discuss behavior(s) and concepts that are not appropriate for children or teens.

This website is full of complex information, there are many esoteric and difficult to understand words and concepts.  If one is unable to understand a word, or a reference, or a conceptualization; please utilize the power of the internet to understand and broaden one’s horizons.  It is not always easy, and there are no short cuts to insight and accurate interpretation.  In the end the kill is worth the hunt.  With tools like Google, Wikipedia, and other online sources; one may be able to learn more in five hours of self motivated internet research than five month of university classes.

This is modern Mysticism: de-mystified.  This is the most reductionist, and simplistic explanation of these mysteries that you are likely to find, whilst maintaining the integrity of the understanding.  I claim no knowledge of “the truth”, only “my truths”.

The nature of this site is creative semi-autobiographical non-fiction.  It is concerned with the intersection of mysticism and modern science. All of my writings are inspired from personal experiences of the past ten years, “on the road”.   All of the photography is my own [or public domain].  The use of quotations is to exemplify that these experiences, whilst idiosyncratic; are archetypical and accessible to every human.  Perhaps even ultimatly, every mammal.

Welcome, ladies and gentleman, star children, and “cosmic elves” to the second wave of the Psychedelic evolution. Let us ride the wave gracefully this time, and not wipeout or find ourselves stranded upon the reef. You all know it’s coming, there is something in the air. Stan Grof and Rick Tarnas saw it in the astrology too… the mayan, the aztec the hopi, the tibetans… every shamanic culture in the world knew the times are a changin’.

Let us do the dance right this time, let us honor the wisdom of our living elders in the west and elsewhere. Let us integrate the Dionysian principal, instead of demonize and scapegoat it into obscurity. Let us study it with our science, and wizen it with our mysticism. Happy trails fellow travellers, for all of my traveling companions, I owe a debt of gratitude. Now is a time to strengthen bonds and leave pedantic folly of the past, to fade… I shall see all of your smiling faces at the omega point of this great cycle.

Void:

Adjective
1. Law . having no legal force or effect; not legally binding or enforceable.
2. useless; ineffectual; vain.
3. devoid; destitute (usually followed by of ): a life void of meaning.
4. without contents; empty.

Noun
5. an empty space; emptiness: He disappeared into the void.
6. something experienced as a loss or privation: His death left a great void in her life.
7. a gap or opening, as in a wall.
8. a vacancy; vacuum.

Join the discussion @:
www.gardenofsacredfruit.org
www.facebook.com/groups/Chemognosis (secret group, web address required)
www.facebook.com/VoidID
 

I had a dream about you, in the dream we were dancing vividly in a celestial kingdom
of ever-changing reality patterns. You and I, were one and same and no distinction
between observer and the observed was discernible.

You kept breaking off like droplets in a wave. You swirl in an ever expansive and neon translucence, shimmering and sparkling with the effervescence. Your essential nature is beyond my comprehension.

We are inverted and although gravity has retained it’s illusive grasp, it no longer holds any particular restrictive nature. It appears that hydrogen’s inherent nature has activated and the cosmological Hierogamy is balanced and expressed to it’s fullest extent.

“At the highest level of satori from which people return, the point of consciousness becomes a surface or a solid which extends throughout the whole known universe. This used to be called fusion with the Universal Mind or God. In more modern terms you have done a mathematical transformation in which your centre of consciousness has ceased to be a travelling point and has become a surface or solid of consciousness… It was in this state that I experienced “myself” as melded and intertwined with hundreds of billions of other beings in a thin sheet of consciousness that was distributed acround the galaxy. A ‘membrane’.”

- John C. Lilly (6 January 1915 – 30 September 2001) 

No one deserves judgement or condemnation.  It seems all to obvious now, that every perception is a gamble.  Everyone extracts their own “reality tunnel”, perceiving and filtering out information, moment by moment.  In the end, after the gold rush, when everything you know has passed and the last light has started to fade all you can hope is that everyone you’ve ever wronged, every mindless thing is forgiven.  That the cosmic love of compassion may be shared by everyone, and that everyone may have forgiven you in return.  To me this is the salvation that everyone strives for, the desire to understand and be understood.  The desire to ache with love than burn with hatred.  There is no ultimate you may know, no perfection… all one may hope for and attempt to return is a loving forgiveness.  Love thy enemies, it goes against you’re very bio-programing, challenges you at every turn, yet in the end it is all the integrity we truly have.

- For Robert Anton Wilson, gone but never forgotten.

Nothing is Forbidden, Everything is Permissible.
- Hassan-i Sabbāh

These are my Last Words;
these last words of the old man of the mountain…

Hear my last words, hear them anywhere!
In Times Square, in Piccadilly, in Place de la Concorde.

Listen all you boards, syndicates, governments of the world. What powers granted in lavatories with what filth deals consummate. To take what is not yours. To sell out the ground from beneath unborn feet; forever. To use bodes, minds, and souls that are not yours, were not yours, and never will be yours.

I bear no sick words, no junk words, no forgive words from Jesus. I have not come the explain things or to tidy up! What am I doing over here with the workers, the apes, the man dogs, the errand boys, the human animals?
Why don’t I come over with the board, and drink coca-cola and make it?

Now for God’s sake, do not let that Coca-Cola thing out!

You want Hassan-i Sabbāh to explain that? To tidy that up!
You have the wrong name and the wrong number!
Mr. Rockefeller, Mr. Morgan, Mr. Rothschild…
Mr. Zuckerburg, Mr. Buffet, Mr. Gates.

Are these the words of the all powerful boards, syndicates, cartels of the earth? Play it all, play it all, play it all back! Pay it all, pay it all, pay it all back! …

You cannot take your words with you into space… that is all, that is all, for all, forever…

“There are three classes of people: those who see, those who see when they are shown, those who do not see.”
- Leonardo da Vinci