The Archaic Revival

Terrence McKenna said that the reason we are drawn to body piercing, abstract expressionism, surrealism, jazz, rock and roll, and pschedelic journeys is “nostalgia for the archaic”… That something in us recognizes that there is something inherantly wrong (perhaps “sick” would be a better word) with the time and culture we're living in. By pursuing these things we are reaching back to the “last sane moment” in our history… A time, as he put it, on the “mushroom dotted plains of Africa”.

It's something to think about — is body modification a road to salvation, or is body modification a symptom of being on the road to salvation?

"As we break out of the infantile obsessions of the marketplace, what we discover is that in the body there are Niagaras of beauty. Alien beauty, alien dimensions that are part of the self, the richest part of life."

Oh! I almost forgot — I had my first IAM related dream yesterday (at least that I remember). I should have written about it this morning, because most of it has faded. I was hosting some sort of IAM BBQ, but it wasn't here. It was in a big house, loosly modelled after Steve's place in Phoenix, but not quite the same.

It was later in the evening, and the party was starting to clear out — I think there might have been something that initiated it, but that might just be me thinking of when the police showed up at the September 2nd BBQ. I was sitting on a couch and from behind me, angst addict jumped over from behind the couch and (I think) sat down right beside me.

She says to me, “we're going to be really hot together”.

I'm of course shocked, because in the dream I'm (as well as real life) I'm dating Rachel, who for some reason wasn't either at the BBQ or in the room, I don't know which. My memory on what happened next is sort of fuzzy, but it was a short awkward “are you insane?” type conversation, and then I think I woke up.

Wow Shannon, that's really annoying! What is it, 1997 on Geocities? Retroweb is NOT cool!

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