Time for a Story of NO RETURN

                    As our semi swerved and fishtailed coming to an abrupt stop, I woke up in the cab sleeper. I could see by the flashing lights that there was a fuel tanker blocking the road. Steve had fallen asleep behind the wheel. We almost died in flames. But no, just close, no explosion. Steve kinda blamed me for not staying awake after telling him several made up bizarre stories. Sleepy bye bye stories that almost made us go boom boom. My stories made him skate down the highway, eyes closed, as truckers are reported to do from time to time.

                     When we got to a truckstop, Steve was still scared and pissed. He said, we almost died and asked me if I even cared? I said I was glad we were still alive, but if we had died, we wouldn't be around to care anyway, so what difference did it make. He accepted my logic but it was a small comfort. I was just a hitchhiker. Why should a nobody like me end up being the reason why Steve stopped driving all together. It would seem I'm not the only person who gets dangerous highway hypnosis, bad. Who would have thought that entertaining stories about aliens in flying saucers the size of dinner plates could end up so scary.

                      I had no comprehension that this was the beginning of a strange wonderful profoundly disturbing relation with one of the most brilliant amazing messed up people ever. Chance encounter with Steve meant life was on detour into the world of the unknown. No return.

SATURATION AND HUNGER The Divine Unity of Opposites

Saturation and Hunger,  The Divine Unity of Opposites                                                  June 18th, 2013


                     What is this hunger that drives me to create? And what of this membrane of distinctions that separates us and connects? What is this that I am creating that drives me to feel saturated, fed up, bored? What is this saturation that drives me to hunger for lost desires, to create, that youthful innocence that makes me crave not knowing again? Where is the innocence of desire?

                     Saturation and hunger are Biases, Polarities that motivate. The ability to understand the needs and wants of others is at the core of what we are as people. Appetites and aversions make us dynamic. I started with looking at ego hunger and saturation as being symptomatic of the human condition. As we strive for the approval of others we risk overexposure in our pursuit of power and achievement. When we become saturated with the excesses of our accomplishments we can loose feeling. Having what we desire does not always relieve desire, it just changes the things we want. (Let's look at Ego Hunger and Ego Saturation, i,e. Love me, Hate you.)

                      At my gym I see myself and the other guys posturing for a certain amount of recognition. Being a social club this is acceptable behavior within limits. When someone is saturated by the class struggle for fitness, trainers can become sadistic. The same can be true of the educationally saturated. Health and beauty, wealth and intelligence potentially can all be forms of conspicuous consumption. Just like in high school, trainers and athletes, the upperclass and the over-privileged can get conceited. Just being strong, beautiful, smart or rich doesn't make you happy. Youth and beauty fades, wealth is often wasted, and intelligence devalued, But strength of character can't be bought. Nor can integrity be taught, it can only be appreciated.

                     No where is it more obvious, than in the case of "CLASS" that is, if "Ignorance is Bliss," then, "Innocence is Beauty." Only an open heart can know the love of "Fellowship. We as people can share a common history of struggle and suffrage. Only through the convictions of our shared existence do we understand each others needs, hungers and dis-satisfaction. A pleasure shared is a pleasure doubled. How much greater is the fulfillment of a shared accomplishment. But this is not how everyone feels. I have come to observe as many kinds of poverty as there are excesses. Gluttony can occur in the hyper-fit. Spiritual obesity plagues the pious. Arrogance and cruelty are the domain of the strong. Ugliness dogs the vain. For any virtue there can be vice. Even the word "class" can have conflicting meanings.

                     No where is it more obvious that personal differences of class dominate the social hierarchy. A person can have everything and all the successes of their winnings and still begrudge the wages of the humble. Class is inescapable, rich or poor. Yet class is the last refuge of the elite. Self indulgent people can be miserable even in wealth. Poverty is not just about money. I'm living on a starving nun's budget, yet my quality of life is better than I could have ever hoped for. I know many who want for what their money doesn't buy. I take pride in getting to refuse clients who try to buy me.

                     I find great satisfaction in knowing that the very things that make me happy are not important to everyone and that kindness is not a competitive sport.

                     

SPEAKING THE UNEXPECTED Or Why Sincerity Can't Be Faked

Speaking the Unexpected  and Why Sincerity Can't Be Faked                                                                                             June 15th, 2013


                    Most people are a little suspicious of psychics, as am I. I prefer working with moderate skeptics, if and when they are willing to play the game. It can be a very fun game and it seems to be most rewarding if I am allowed the courtesy of approaching clients with an open acceptance. I'm working within a dynamic of variable perspectives and biases. As a business transaction, Psychic reading is subject to all the same "Games Theories" as do any other business or human relation.

                    When I want to speak with you, I want to be able to pleasantly surprise you. I must work with your desire to look at uncertainty.  Generally, if I choose to read to someone who judges me for being a psychic, sometimes they can assume that I am narcissistically deluded. I'm surprised by the hostile arrogance of these understandably biased men. I think delusions only happen when people think they are never wrong. It sounds a lot like the very people who judge me so prejudicially. (That's my opinion.) I've been told I can sound arrogant. So I try to be sympathetic to a persons need to have firm opinions. No matter how biased. Yet that said, we are egotistical creatures for the most part, and the proof is in peoples insistance on remaining attached to an opinion, even when the evidence is to the contrary. I view this as an evasion, an ignorance, not as an active form of lying or deception.

                     "If it is black it can't be a swan." People, we have had an endless history of shared self deception, or as I prefer to call it, ignorance. I think that's why men resent me for taking the risk of knowingly accepting the possibility of being wrong. I'm not supposed to play with the so called "objective," truth. I'm expected to take myself seriously. I'm supposed be ashamed of myself for taking creative risks. I'm supposed to take sides and to behave predictably, according to the expected bias. I'm not supposed to indulge in the subjunctive fantasy play of obvious speculation with the emphasis on creative communication. Our Egos, for most part are a mixed blessing, sometimes right, sometimes wrong. But we are supposed to have too much pride to risk being wrong. All in all, how a person chooses to identify with themselves and their opinion biases can be a glaring omission of their real potential intelligence. In fact, I intend to prove that most people are much smarter than they have been told. How could we not notice each others reactions? How many times will I have to say it? "EVERYONE HAS BLIND SPOTS, AND EVERYONES BLIND SPOTS ARE DIFFERENT."

                     I will be presenting various proofs of where the analysis of information is a complementarity, the answer is still to be determined. I'll show you the books.        

Everyone has blindspots BIAS IS POLARITY

Everyone has blindspots   BIAS IS POLARITY                                                           June 13th, 2013


                    I have made clumsy bogus attempts at predicting the future. I'm bad at it. Fortunately I have friends who politely roll their eyes and groan when I say stupid stuff. Which is part of the reason I persist in pursuing my research into "Psychic Personality Inventory Readings." <Patent Pending> (Obviously I have some glaring blindspots.) I have been blessed by a prudent nature.

                    Analytically we can look at language as both : a continuous and a discreet media. The analytic allows me to use as many or as few words as possible. Words and their elementary parts are numbered and, are therefore, separate discreet elements. Every word, every letter has number. Each word, letter or punctuation, can be combined into variable sets of possible orders and arrangements.

                   Knowing that I am working with limited resources means, I know that I will often be wrong. Will I always be able to hit my target? Being able to get into somebodies head only works if both of us are ready for "it." People want me to open the books and read to them. It's not something I'm immune to. This allows me considerable freedom to carefully select words, sensitive to the responses of clients, friends and people in general. It is unadvisable to presume that I know what to say, The very exercise of psychic reading is  an opportunity, an experiment with uncertainty. It has been rather surprising how uptight and egotistical people are when it comes to bias, even with stuff that really isn't important.                                                                

                  What I can do for people as individuals fortunately holds up to scrutiny. What I do is fraught with risk. People do wonder and ask if I'm insane, corrupt or just foolish. I thrive on having to hold on to my professional ethics. Even if I'm right about what kind of hazard someone poses, I'm not made of stone. I too can delude myself with hunger, greed, lust, loneliness and hostility. Knowing what someone is going to do, doesn't make any difference if I can't change my behavior either. I have to be respectfully careful. Even vain people can have right values and ethics. There can be a lot of good in the bad person and bad things about every good person.

                    My teacher was someone who had spooky prophetic abilities that would give anybody paranoia. I myself can see where everything comes back together again, but that's probably why I'm just very depressed and not actually paranoid like my teacher. I can usually tell what someone is feeling. But even if and when I can tell what the future is going to be, I'ld rather not. My unusual gift is to be able take what is an unknown quantity, like the measure of a persons most inexpressible essence, and put it to a beat.  We all have our own rhythms and harmonies. I hate feeling that I'm just preaching to the choir.

                     My teacher would have me do voice training in his office. His secretary found it so strange, and even when Steve asked his secretary to come in and watch the proceedings, Patrick was not able to appreciate the scope of what transpired. Bringing awareness to expression is far more demanding and technical than most can understand. I would lapse into lyrical channeling. If I were to make a big deal about being able to clearly sing new as yet unpublished music (precognitive) and or to predict the next popular movie to be produced (compleet with sound track) I would sound ridiculous. So let's pretend I didn't just say that. Please.

                    But todays chapter is on blindspots and the resulting polarity that comes from each and everyones unique bias. Bias is like a hunger, our desires move and shape things. With our longings and awareness of "others," whether we like it or not, we comprehend the co-boundaries in our lives. When I dream with my eyes open and I feel like I'm sharing my body with someone else, every one is contemporary regardless of time frame. Do I experience a separate existence? When dreaming or awake, I can be other people at other times. What's that like? Polarity is central to understanding bias. Boys, Girls, Rich, Poor, Young, Old, Past, Present or distant Future.We perceive reality and are separate. Bias helps generate perspective, pro or con. We are in only one place at a time. Yet existence demands that we are aware of others points of view. <Projective Geometries of Perspective & Topology of Fibre Bundles>

PERCEPTUAL ORDINATION AND MAPPING THE META-PHYSICAL

PERCEPTUAL ORDINATION AND MAPPING THE META-PHYSICAL               June 7th, 2013


                    The evolution of language is propagated though ancestral lines. The meta-languages of ancient cultures did show remarkable similarities. The basic order and utility of early language was oral and therefore structured to be cohesive. The origins of magical thought arrives from the shared historiews of animism and ancestor worship. Positing a positive line of affirmation is central to all hierarchies. Family and community are no different. The "magic" of communication is in it's simple utility. Up, down. Right, left. In, out. Backward, forward. Etc. Boundaries, not barriers.

                     The unbroken chain of affirmation guaranties the tradition of success. (More on affirmation later.)

                     Being able to by analogy see the universe as a body, and the body as a universe is the transcultural commonality. Language is transcending barriers. Inside is reflected without. A friend today also said, "There may be as few as seven or eight spheres of contact in most peoples lives, at most." <Kabala 101>  {How many spheres of contact do you have in your life?} All are parts of a whole, and the whole is mirrored within each part, this is simple utility. Few things are easier to understand or easier to distort than the concept of a unity, large or small. Within each totality is an infinity, and many infinities there within each unity, each reflecting each other. Totalities within totalities.

                     More now on that perceptual boundary of communication between people. When I am talking to someone, in that moment you are the center of my universe. You can imagine why I don't want to waste time. In terms of systems analysis, the curvature of your surface boundaries function as the sum of all categorically grouped attention, thus identifiable as your personally defined perspectives of perception, (What you see is who you are.) In other words, I see your boundaries as defined by your representative particularities. And I can assure you, you are particular to me, as individuals and as groups.

The Fine Art of Cold Reading

The Fine Art of Cold Reading                                                                                            June 4th, 2013


                     One would have to be oblivious not to notice the effect of speaking out. This I believe is the key to understanding the fine art of cold reading. "May god grant me the gift to know how others see me."

                     Let's look at a model for the dissemination of information, as in influence. My teacher once said, "Communication is not a two way street." He was talking about how talking, writing and art are communication. This in no way is displacing the importance of listening or learning. He was just talking about the power of communicating "to" other people. Important distinction. Everyone today is told that their voice matters. This is true. Just notice how people react when we speak out.

                     But we are also mistakenly expected instead to just be listening and nothing could be more wrong. Being expected to always be listening is censorship pure and simple. The right of refusal demands that we just say no to being forced to be silent. Saying no to being told when to listen is communication. It is a right of assertion. Being able to say no is a right of affirmation. "It is the privilege of wisdom to listen." Not the obligation.

                     Example; Self expression is often just selfish, often achieving nothing. The bad child expects to be heard. How do we respectfully handle the BAD CHILD, "L'enfant Terrible'." Listening only goes so far. We have to make ourselves heard for the child's protection. At a certain point our communication fails. Sooner or later reality interviens. Consequences are real. The world communicates "for us," and it doesn't have to listen to us and our trivial complaints. To the contrary.  The charge potential is with the communication, along with the responsibility of asserting ones self. I'm not saying that the freedom that comes with honesty is easily understood, much less unpunished. But I am telling you that you may have come wanting to listen. Hopefully it's because of you're concerns. If you do listen I hope I wont be wasting your time. That is the power of your communication. You have the right of refusal, to tell me when you are not listening.

   > > > > >   The power that a good communicator exudes is really hot. Power sucks like a vacuum.
                     "All things gravitate to power. Especially "POWER"."

                     Power is the lifeline of information, and communication is the currency.

                    Putting my research out here for people to read is like sticking my tongue in a light socket while having wet feet grounding me to a metal floor, it's shocking. The hostility can just pour in. But I think it is flattery when people stoop to condescend.

                    Cold Reading is a fine art because it involves communicating. One way. Like a good painting by someone who is dead, art communicates. If I let myself get bogged down by what someone is trying to intentionally say to me, I may loose the ability to honestly communicate. I don't need validation. I may need the protection of being free from distracting expectations, other peoples opinions can often be very oppressive. Censorship is mocking. Feedback is often good in business but it can be very bad for the free flow of uninhibited expressions of faith, whatever they may be. It should be your right to decide for yourself whether or not you are going to be listening. Communicating is from you to whomever chooses to listen.

                    Please forgive me for being as honest as I know how. This is not another semantics argument. Thanks again if you are able to be receptive to what I'm writing about. If you are reading this, I will predict that you too will be called upon to have to speak out as the authority on your own rights. Good luck on knowing your own receptive audiences. They can be hard to find. People should not be expected to listen. We deserve to be rightfully inspired, and for only the right reasons. Otherwise the only reason we should have to listen to people who don't listen themselves is because we may need to protect ourselves from others who have been dis-informed themselves. Usually a person who can "not" listen, has had their own boundaries violated by someone who exploited them by censoring their need for free expression. (More on the linguistics of violated boundaries later.)

To Some of Us Code is Poetry

To Some of Us Code is Poetry                                                                                          June 2nd, 2013



                     What is the code? It is obvious that opinion biases has both hindered and driven our societies dialogs. Our language has been taken hostage. What good is freedom of speech? My work follows the dissemination of information. The conversation goes on. But as far as my writing goes, it seems sometimes I might as well be writing in code.

                     As is appropriate to good conduct, I have a responsibility and ethics as a service worker. Thus I prefer working with a willing and therefore receptive audience. Invariably I often notice peoples behavior when they hear I am a Professional Psychic. I'll laugh too right along with them, and then I will reiterate my assertion about being the real deal. This is a most diabolically efficient cold reading I can get as their behavior is unplanned. People have told me I seem really intelligent, except for that psychic thing. When we are confronted by the unexpected we tend to react. People give out a lot of information about themselves especially when we are just being ourselves. So I don't care one way or the other how people identify themselves. This is one of those opinions that can go either way, no matter how much people obsess about thinking they are right and then therefore the other person is supposed to be misinformed.

                     Generally I might want to think that I can warn people that they are going under the microscope. I am not doing this as a phony ploy to get attention. I believe in the integrity of not being just another believer. I know I do my job best if I don't try to be offering advise to people. I trust people to take their own initiative, to ask questions for themselves. I'm not interested in trying to control the person or whether or not they believe me. Credibility is nice but I'ld rather earn the respect than to have peoples praise for being the best psychic they have ever been to.  Quotation:  Aliester Crowley,  "I hate the consoled and I hate the consoler."  I believe it is wrong to tell people what they should think, no matter how tempting, especially if it's just to make them like me. I am not another snake oil merchant selling spiritual solace. I not going to lie just because. Most psychics are not as well trained and educated as I am and a result I'm outstanding in my field. All alone in expertise, I love this business.