Strange Things are Afoot at the Circle K.

Saturday, July 26, 2003

Mmmm... Devo. I just got done watching "We're All Devo." It's a tape of several of Devo's music videos. Devo rocks. Their videos are really cool too.

I am in an indescribably good mood tonight. Though I am kind of tired.

I kept dreaming about bees last night. I wonder what that means? I dreamt I was wrapped tightly in a blanket that had two or three bees in it. I don't know why, the dream just started like that. I got out of the blanket without being stung, but then later I was just talking on the phone with someone, and a bee landed on my shoulder and stung me. I don't know why I dreamt that, I've never been stung in my life. I don't know if bees symbolize anything in dream interpretation, I've never been much of a fan of that, mainly because my dreams usually don't conform to the images described in dream analysis books. I was looking at one the other day, and it was talking about things like acorns, rivers, a bucket, ducks swimming down a river, things like that. I've never dreamt about any of those things in my life. To me, though, it sounds as if it might symbolize a subconscious fear that though I think I have taken care of current problems that were restricting and binding me, they may come back later to sting me. But that's just my completely uninformed opinion.

Dude, what if they made marijuana scented air-fresheners? I bet those would sell like crazy, if you marketed them to the appropriate audience. They wouldn't get you high, but they'd smell just like marijuana, which would possibly trigger some kind of psychosomatic high if you were a stoner. Or in simpler terms, the smell of marijuana would maybe trick your brain into thinking you were breathing real marijuana fumes, causing you to experience symptoms associated with being high.

I cheated. I was going to force myself into finishing the book I was reading before I started reading Prometheus Rising, but I didn't. The book is divided into two halves, two books, and I stopped after I finished the first one. I'm glad I did though. This book is amazing, and is the reason I'm in such a good mood. It's beyond just a good mood though, it's a sense of well-being. The few chapters of this book I have read already have been amazing, and have already led my brain in new directions, and also helped me understand the root of some of my various psychological problems. I can't recommend this book enough. You really should read it. I wasn't going to give in to my temptation to quote a huge passage from the book, but I just have to. Here's part of one of the most interesting chapters, entitled "The Oral Bio-Survival Circuit."

Any multi-cellular organism must, if it is to survive, contain a hard-wired bio-survival circuit, which very simply programs an either-or choice: GO FORWARD to the nourishing, the protective, or GO BACK, away from the threatening, the predatory.
Any mammal hooks the bio-survival circuit to the first imprinted bio-survival object: the teat. Bio-survival and orality are deeply blended in all mammals, including domesticated primates (humans). This is why, despite the Cancer Terror, an estimated 30,000,000 Americans still smoke cigarettes... Others chew gum, bite their fingernails, gnaw their knuckles, scrunch pencil stubs, eat more than they need. Some chew their lips, gobble tranks and uppers, even munch their mustaches. What goes on in the bedroom is known to the Kinsey Institute and anyone who has seen a porn film.

How important is this oral imprinting? We read of a baby giraffe whose mother was accidentally killed by a jeep immediately after birth. the neonate, following hard-wired genetic programs, "imprinted" the first object that roughly fit the giraffe archetype -- the jeep itself. He followed it, attempted to suckle from it, and, when adult, tried to mate with it.

Similarly, Konrad Lorenz tells of a gosling who accidentally imprinted a ping-pong ball and spent his adult life, indifferent to female geese, attempting to sexually mount ping-pong balls.
As Darwin noted:

"In our maturer years, when an object of vision is presented to us which bears any similitude to the form of the female bosom... we feel a general glow of delight which seems to influence all of our senses..."

The ancients pictured the great mother goddess Diana of Ephesus with literally dozens of breasts, and St. Paul reports hearing her worshippers chanting rapturously "great is Diana!" There is virtually no great artist who has not left us a portrait, or many portraits, of the nude female form, especially the breasts; and even in non-human scenes, curves are introduced wherever possible. Architects break the Euclidean straight line to introduce such curves at the slightest pretext -- arches, Moorish domes, etc. The curves of the suspension bridge are necessitated by Newton's laws ("Gravity's Rainbow," in Pynchon's phrase) but, still, these double caternary curves are esthetically pleasing for the reasons Darwin suggests. As for music -- where did we first hear it, who sang or hummed to us, and against what part of her body were we held?

Mountain climbers are reduced, like Mallory, to saying "Because it's there," when trying to explain their compulsion to ascend those conic peaks.

Our eating utensils (oral gratification tools) tend to be rounded or curved. Square plates or saucers look "campy" or strange.

UFOs come in a variety of shapes, but the most popular are the oval and conic.


"The delusion of one man is neurosis, the delusion of many men is religion." -- Sigmund Freud.