where did i put that memory

Yesterday Mark Lesseraux and I were going back and forth on the comments section to a Jan. 2014 entry here.

The subject wove about the relation between intoxicating substances and access to unusual mental spaces. Our conversation spilled over both to Facebook and email.

I’d like to share a little of it with you.

At one point we took a sharp turn to the questions of history, William James, translation of impulses, the state specific nature of memory (like when a dream that was so vivid it scared you, vanishes from your memory even before you open your eyes) etc.

Here’s some of our correspondence and a little something Mark sent me. Read More...

my plans for this website, various links, magic, bees

My last posting was Paul Tooby’s intriguing writing about a recent experience. It sent me back, as I’m sure it did many of you, to re-read Silo’s Day of the Winged Lion. If you are reading this blog than you probably know it has a deep and unusual connection with me personally.

More about that connection another time… or not; I’m not sure there is any real purpose in going down that road. I’ll take it under advisement.

You’ll soon be able to follow me on twitter, so if you can’t get enough of these musings (?!?!?) or if you simply get bored because of their length you’ll be able to find more and even shorter ones soon at #dzuckerbrot. I’ll let you know when that happens.

I’ve got a number of postings still pending. I had promised something about time, coincidence and literary precognition, a couple of stories and some on-going biographical stuff. I hope to get caught up soon.

Meanwhile I’m wrestling with just how inclusive to make this website. I feel I’ve over thought it (self-censorship) it was intended to include a web of subjects that interest me -- just because they interest me. However, in practice I’ve wrestled with what would just be too boring for anyone -- even my friends who share some subgroup of those interests..

Too read more just click where it says “read more” Read More...

Intoxicated Dolphins, Puffer Fish and Zombies

I ended yesterday with a quote from William Blake. Here’s another, this time from The Marriage of Heaven and Hell.

If the doors of perception were cleansed
everything would appear to man as it is, infinite.

Aldous Huxley used that line for the title of his famous 1954 essay The Doors of Perception about his experience with the psychedelic drug mescaline. It was followed by another essay a few years later titled, what else but, Heaven and Hell.

Copies of those essays are available online here (under resources) and also a BBC video a long interview with Huxley.


The History of the Sacred and of Getting Stoned

It is true that the change of the calendar year never struck me as important. This year however is different. I’m making my first ever New Year’s resolution and I think there’s good reason why.

Meanwhile I’ll modify this blog to share tidbits of news, thoughts, notions that I find of interest. They’ll range from Siloism, to science, to daily life.

I’ll start to day with the science of ecstasy...