My first post here in 'the wich'.

I recently picked up Pinchbeck's book "2012" in Portland. After I drove a few hours to Olympia, Washington the next day to visit a biochemist friend of mine well steeped in psylocibin lore, named Nothing. Between hits of ketamine he pulled a green book from his shelf and said "You HAVE to read this book!". He showed me the same book I had in my backpack.

A few days later I got on a plane to Oslo, Norway to start a new contract. I tore into the book like...well, like a reality sandwich.

Monseur Pinchbeck's take is remarkably close to my own. Funny that we both grew up in New York, both suffered allergies and sensitivities in our youths, and both saught the life of the other realm after a lengthy jaunt in 'All the world can offer'.

I believe he is a modern voice of The Path. A name changed from the term 'spirituality' of the 60's to the newly mutated word 'Shamanism'. A more hard nosed, less 'cosmic fluffed' term of the times.

I am particularly intersted in his use of the word Hypnagogia. It is not a commonly used word and it took me some time to find a definition for what I was experiencing. But finally I found a book entitled "Hypnagogia" by Andreas Mavromatis (to date one of the coolest name I have ever heard.).

The book is on the rare books list, selling for around $200 USD. I stole mine from a University Library in South Florida. I recommend it to anyone who can get their hands on it. A bit dry, but if one can get through it, it suggests that the proper psychic state is a state BETWEEN wakefullness and sleep. A cosmic balance between conscious and unconscious. Learn to serf this realm, be it through meditation and or psychedelics, and you find a realm where language doesn't work, but images do. Surf it long enough and one can travel to many places. As many as there is points of consciousness in the infinite universes.

Hypnagogia is an interesting state. One needs to have the leisure time to lay in total darkness and contemplate the void. Impossible for the sleep deprived masses of folk who slog off to work each day when the alarm chimes 6 am. Possible for the odd shaman who lives in his solitary hut at the edge of the village.

Me, I'm a professional acrobat. And know one wants to see a show in the morning. So for many years, my battered prone body, to sore to sleep but too tired to get up would lay in this state of darkness, searching, loosening the 'ego boundried' as say's Mavromatis.

I began to see that there is no true darkness. That if you look long enough, the blackness of your close eyelids contains a wealth of information. Silence the more useless thoughts and concentrate on the center. Random neuronic firing or aurora borealis like magnetic influence, what I was seeing soon took shape in faces (some beautiful and beckoning, others horific and threatening.), images, and geometric patterns. I have hours of documented experiences. It soon became a major interest of mine, and I could enduce the state simply sittting on the bus.

With it started a series of encounters with lucid dreaming and both positive and negative entity experiences.

Much like Pinchbeck's take, I'm not sure if I am dealing with levels of my own subconscious, or hyperdimensional beings (or BOTH.).

But I'm here to share expriences and find a common ground. I haven't even finished 2012 yet and it is dogeared and full of underlinings and full of my own rants. I left the US becuase I had a vision that 2008 is the year for economic collapes and the tightening of the reigns on the people by the Powers that Be. I hope I am wrong, but it seems to be unfolding before our eyes.

Who knows what's gonna happen. It sure won't be what we expect. Never is, never was.