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When I was a kid, it would have been unthinkably cool to have a friend who wrote for 2000AD. Now I do. And he’s a very busy boy.

Here’s the splendid Jaspre Bark:

My book on Leonardo Da Vinci was translated into nine different languages and published all over the world. Here’s a link: (NB, link goes to .pdf download.)

The first four in the series of graphic novels I wrote to help improve literacy in 12 – 16 year olds in UK schools can be seen here:

On a totally different note my new novel is a gore soaked horror tome and coming soon from Abaddon books here’s a link to some advance publicity:

And I’ve got a few comic stories up on my Facebook page now.

Looking forward immensely to that Abbadon book, ‘Way of the Barefoot Zombie’!

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As hinted at earlier, My Beloved the Artist has her first London show. Here’s Kirsty to tell you about it…

I am delighted to announce that my first ever London show will take place this month at Prick Your Finger, which is a haberdashers crossed with an art space – an inspired combination, if you ask me.

…I’m going to be showing some of my pin work, which I’m very excited about because several of the pin pieces – including Quiver – have only been shown once before. Plus it’s been an age since I did my beloved Pin Ritual performance.

Prick Your Finger is at 260 Globe Road, Bethnal Green, E2 OJD and the opening hours are Tuesday to Friday from 12 – 6pm and Saturday 11am – 6pm. The show opens on Friday 23rd January and runs until Saturday 28th February. If you’re in London, I hope you’ll get along to see it.

There will be an official opening on Saturday 24th January from 2-6pm. If you’re in the area please do come along and meet me. I will be performing Pin Ritual and I believe there are plans for tea and cakes.

There will also be additional pin performances on the following days:

Friday 23rd January from 1-3pm
Friday 27th February 1-3pm
Saturday 28th February, again 1-3pm

I think Kirsty’s pin pieces are some of the loveliest artworks she’s made, and the Pin Ritual is a delight.

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I’m lucky to have kith and kin who are doing great things in the world. So I’m gonna pimp them.

Author, bon-vivant and ex-Athanor cohort David Devereux has his second novel published at the end of this month. To celebrate this, there’s a rather special signing event:

Come and discover a whole NEW kind of signing! At 5:00pm on January 22nd, Forbidden Planet 179 Shaftesbury Avenue, London will be playing host to: –

Joe Abercrombie
Alex Bell
Mark Chadbourn
David Devereux
Jon Courtenay Grimwood
Tom Lloyd
Suzanne McLeod
Steven Savile
James Swallow

To promote the release of David’s new book EAGLE RISING, we welcome a host of science fiction and fantasy talent to one event – an event to bring writers and fans together and to promote interest in new and different kinds of fiction.

This is a NEW kind of signing, bringing the authors out from behind their tables and giving their readers a chance to meet them and talk to them about their work. An array of fantastic books will be on hand to be picked up and signed – including works by every one of the writers present.

It’s a good book – the second in the series featuring the British black-ops combat-magician and all-round bastard, ‘Jack’. Well worth a look if your tastes incline in that direction.

Death of a journalist

I had not heard of Lasantha Wickrematunge until today. He’s dead now.

He was a journalist in Sri Lanka, for the The Sunday Leader newspaper. He was clearly not a man afraid to speak his mind, even when doing so led to threats and bullets. What he said is universal – for everywhere there are corrupt political and violent forces, there need to be people like him.

His last filed piece before being gunned down, his self-penned obituarary, appears here. Please take a monent to read it.

(Found on Boing Boing.)

Psychic Warfare from 1981-2008

An interesting post on Brainsturbator, on US Military Psi research and brain change.

The year I was born, in 1981, the US Government decided magick was real.  Well, the “US Government” is of course an abstraction—specifically, Congressional Research Service was commissioned to do a report on psychic phenomena and offered the following conclusion:

“Recent experiments in remote viewing and other studies in parapsychology suggest that there exists an ‘interconnectiveness’ of the human mind with other minds and with matter. This interconnectiveness would appear to be functional in nature and amplified by intent and emotion.”

That sounds like a pretty accurate description of magick to me.  Score one for the weirdos, right?

Of course, I don’t expect you to believe that. Ignore any claims that wouldn’t get made outside a college-level physics textbook.  There is no need to believe in non-human or “extra-dimensional” intelligence, no need to believe in telekinesis, no need to believe in any of the claims made by the magick community.  They are merely designing rituals to alter their perception and experiencing self-generated hallucinations.

The illusion of moving images is a puzzle that humans have cracked to great success, and by flashing sequential photographs at 24 frames per second or more, we get to watch movies—windows back in time.  Humans have even learned to “fake” three-dimensional objects with holographic technology.

If it can be engineered, it can be reverse engineered. If these people are “merely” altering their own consciousness and then taking their own imagination at face value, these rituals can be modeled, measured and ultimately replicated.  It is obvious, both to skeptics and to practicing magicians, that most of the words, props and staging involved with ritual is a matter of personal preference and probably not integral to the actual effects.

You’re either on the Atheist Bus, or you’re off it…

I love the Atheist Bus.

I’m sure many of you have heard about it. A group of atheists, humanists and the like had a whip-round and sponsored some London buses to carry a poster which reads, “There’s probably no god, so stop worrying and enjoy your life”.

It’s the word ‘probably’ that makes me love it. If it had said “there is no god”, I’d think it arrogant and stupid. But that ‘probably’ makes it work, adds the element of genuine scepticism and honest doubt which is so often missing from atheist propaganda – and entirely missing from religious propaganda.

So inevitably, Stephen Green (among others)  lodges a complaint with the Advertising Standards Authority on the grounds of false advertising.

(A word about Mr. Green. He’s the leading light of Christian Voice, a protest group which was born in the wake of the Jerry Springer – The Opera controversy. The best way to describe Green is that he wants to be the Mary Whitehouse of his generation – except he lacks her charisma, wit and intelligence. And for the benefit of my non-UK readers – yes, that was sarcasm.)

Green’s complaint reads in part;

I believe the ad breaks the Advertising Code, unless the advertisers hold evidence that God probably does not exist.

This is a man who clearly doesn’t understand the word ‘probably’. He’s also delightfully ignorant of the point that, if his complaint is upheld, it will likely mean the end of religious advertising for the exact reason he complains about. Unless, of course, he can prove the existence of his god…

The Atheist Bus is coming to a city near you, if you’re in the UK. In Australia – that bastion of rebellion and freedom of expression – a similar campaign was rejected by the advertising company which had been hired.

A similar plan for atheist bus adverts in Tasmania was thrown out by the state-owned bus company, Metro, which is set to lead to legal action on the grounds that it is discriminatory.

Metro has previously allowed adverts from religious groups including anti-abortion campaigners, but says it has now changed its policy to ban all material deemed controversial.

There’s an interesting debate to be had about how modern belief systems are propagated through the unsubtle application of money and influence, which I hope will be stimulated by all this. And with luck, the notion of trying to ban opinions which differ from ‘deeply-held beliefs’ being treated as blasphemy or religious hatred and prosecuted will disappear as a result.

The more opinions out there, the better. Even the ones I hate. And the more of such opinion holders that have the moral courage to add the word ‘probably’ to their opinion, the better.

aaaand we’re back!

Happy 2009 and all that.

Having spent the last few weeks as a Petri dish for pretty much every viral infection in South West England, I am (somewhat) recovered.

Other news:

The second Guttershaman reprint over at Rending The Veil went live this week, which is very pleasing.

My Beloved The Artist has her first London show this month – more news on that once officially released.

My Beloved The Ex-Neuroscientist Shaman is back in Peru training – her adventures continue at her LJ blog.

As for me… well, the next couple of Guttershaman are forming, as well as a possible long post or new series about the nature of truth, trust and belief – with which I hope to annoy both hard core religious and rationalist types in equal measure.

Oh, and a prediction for the year – Obama is gonna disappoint you. Badly. But he’s still better than the alternative was.

Much more soon!

Gyrus interviews Harpur

My old mate Gyrus just posted his interview with the excellent Fortean hermeticist Patrick Harpur, author of Daemonic Reality and Mercurius (the latter of which he also reviews).

Here’s a snippet:

Gyrus: The threefold division of ‘body, soul & spirit’, as opposed to the dualistic mind/body model so common in our culture, seems central to your work. Could you sketch it briefly, and discuss how you feel “soul” has come to be distorted, misunderstood, or lost?

Patrick: You’ve started with the hardest possible question! I’ve just jotted down 14 ways in which the word ’soul’ can be used, and there are many more. It’s impossible to define. But this flaw is also its strength. Like ‘God’, it’s a portmanteau word, ‘empty’ in itself, yet taking on meaning in different contexts and in relation to other things.

Soul in relation to body likes to personify itself as Jung’s anima, for instance, or as the personal daimon whom Plato describes in his myth of the geezer called Er who returns from the dead at the end of The Republic. It’s different from soul in relation to spirit, which is where I prefer to use the word as the Neoplatonists used it. For them, soul was a whole realm intermediate between the spiritual or intelligible world (nous) and our own familiar sensory, material world. It was Anima Mundi, the Soul of the World, wherein dwell the daimons who link us, as Socrates remarked, to the gods.

However, this all-pervading collective realm was paradoxical: it could also manifest individually, as individual souls—in other words, as us. Since the chief faculty of soul is not reason but imagination, it likes to imagine itself in many different ways, cutting its cloth to suit the times. Thus it re-imagines itself now as Imagination itself—a powerful autonomous realm beloved of the Romantics whence all the myths come—now as Jung’s collective unconscious. It supplies the root metaphor for such modern re-inventions as the earth-spirit Gaia and Sheldrake’s morphogenetic field.

But, in another sense, soul and spirit can be thought of as symbols of the two main perspectives through which we view the world—the two perspectives which create the world we see. We experience them as a tension within ourselves between the spiritual longing for Oneness, unity, purity, light, transcendence etc. and the imaginative need to recognise Manyness, multiplicity, labyrinthine entanglement, darkness, immanence etc. It’s because, historically—ever since the Enlightenment—Western culture has emphasised the preeminence of ‘masculine’ upward-striving Apollonian reason and science that I have tried to emphasise the neglected ’soul’ perspective which is dark, moon-struck, downward-spiralling and Hermetic or Dionysian—the Affirmative way of the artist, as the medieval mystics might have put it, instead of their own Negative way, which disdains and seeks to overcome the images and myths which soul, willy-nilly, besieges us with and which we find so hard to free ourselves from in spiritual disciplines. The great ascents of the spirit into rareified mountain realms where the One dwells in blinding light can be read as a disastrous neglect, even repression, of the Nekiya—the underworld journey of the soul whose course is tortuous and mazy, moving towards darkness and death. That’s why, as far as any sort of gnosis goes, I prefer the soul’s way, death and resurrection, the painful initiatory dismembering of the shaman, to the rather unsexed and anodyne rebirth system of ’spiritual’ paths.

Normal services will be resumed…

Life got a little in the way recently, hence the lack of posts. The next Guttershaman is coming, slowly, but needs a little more fermentation.

I am pleased and honoured to note that the first two Guttershaman articles have been republished over at Rending The Veil, my favourite occult webzine. Many thanks to Sheta Kaey for this.

Currently reading The Red Goddess and finding an awful lot of connections to my own spiritual pursuits.

More soon!

Knowledge makes the brain grow better

I’m lucky to live with people who not only have good brains and use them well, but are also tolerant enough to both provide me with thoughts I wouldn’t otherwise have and to listen to the mad ideas that pop in my transom.

Case in point:

Seeing the recent study on the change in brain wiring of London cab drivers gave me an idea. The study showed that cabbies brains showed strong development changes in the hippocampus region – it got bigger.

Long ago, I learned from Malabar that one of the most noteable neurological changes in adults who are survivors of childhood physical and sexual abuse is atrophy of the hippocampus, which is hard to correct in adults.

So… abuse survivors could train in The Knowledge. The process of learning the thousands of possible routes through London (usually done on bicycle/moped) seems to provide a specific stimulus to hippocampal growth. (Maybe this is due to the vast amount of visio-spacial processing required to gain The Knowledge, possible helped by the other senses – the smell of the brewery round the corner and the chippy near the roundabout, the sound of Speaker’s Corner…)

Hippocampus is stimulated, grows. Helps heal the damage. Once qualified, they could volunteer to drive for women-safe cab services.

Just an idea…