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MIND-BLOWER #6 – Winter 1971
SUPERNATURAL SUPER NATURAL
With our three dogs, my girlfriend and I moved from L.A. to Mammoth Lakes, California at the end of summer 1971 before the winter that would eventually become the most snowfall Mammoth would experience in a decade. The snow-plowed streets would literally become like the maze in “the Shining”. Our VW Bug was buried.
We had been invited by friends who lived there and told us that we could basically live free as the unemployment and food stamp allocations for that county would be lessened if not used so the local government literally wanted people to move to their county to flip the tab for life in Mammoth.
Pink Floyd’s just-released “Meddle” album was on constantly and the atmosphere for immersing in the Occult in Mammoth at that time was good; environmentally, spiritually and historically. The snowy mountainous environment emanated an enriching old-world feel even though I wasn’t in Europe, …or was I?
Mr. Frost, (his real name) our neighbor, peer and kindred spirit, first turned me on to Geophysical Mind Travel as we were appreciating the distant snow-covered mountainous landscapes and village rooftops out through his second-story window while sharing a joint and I said how cool it would be to be in Switzerland, and Mr. Frost said, “We are.”
And he was right; I was in a mountain village in Switzerland and my whole being took on the foreign feeling of actually being there. There was no difference between the ambient environment and visuals in Mammoth than Switzerland at that moment other than I chose for it to be Switzerland.
I have done this repeatedly in my life since and as an example; on a particularly sunny day I am in my studio in a little Italian town – my outdoor visual complies.
Outside on a foggy moonlit night, the mountains around me became a massively thick great forest and I was in an aerie. This is where imagining and your present reality merge; you are there for real physically and the feeling is foreign, as would be expected in any foreign place, but it’s certainly an enjoyable sensation.
Driving up the coast many times I have imagined I’m on the South of France or a strange planet that is much like Earth, or when in industrial areas I’m in a future environment that could have all sorts of mystery and intrigue just beyond locked gates. This is not fantasizing, this is sensory actualization made real by your imagination’s abilities.
Mr. Frost’s technique is a wonderful precursor to other more advanced forms of mind-honing. This, and other lessons learned while high on psychedelics, have made them accessible anytime, anywhere – an altered state of consciousness that is in fact “real” when experienced.
Groovy and Far Out!
A man who changed my life as sure as psychedelics did, for the better, Terrence McKenna (ethnobotanist, philosopher, psychonaut, researcher, teacher, lecturer, and writer on many subjects, such as human consciousness, language, psychedelic substances, the evolution of civilizations, the origin and end of the universe, alchemy, and extraterrestrial beings) stated that man’s ultimate evolution was to exist in his imagination.
Sounds feasible: with the introduction of the internet everyone world-wide has elevated their imagination with the capacity to relate to the virtual existence of “real” places in cyberspace – the first step to living in total imagination.
While snow covered the ground, but sometime prior to the first major snowfall, I made a quick trip back down to L.A. to visit a noted Metaphysical Shop on Melrose Boulevard. There were two ingredients that I needed to complete the recipe for Witches’ Salve that I was extremely fortunate to acquire. This was the reputed salve that Witches, bless their souls, would rub on their skin to give their bodies the sensation of flying. Psychedelics for the skin! I wanted some! The Shop normally stocked the two herbs that I needed, but were out of both. Sadly, I was told that those specific two herbs, that have been allowed entry into this country forever, were currently being held at the Long Beach docks pending a current FDA ban on their sale. They were belladonna and wormwood.
I was very disappointed.
During this era I was acquiring serious Occult knowledge and it wasn’t until two years later that I found myself on the day after Christmas standing in a line in drizzly rain with two Nuns behind me at a Westwood Village theater for the first showing of “the Exorcist” – my girlfriend read the book and told me it was a documentary.
I came out of the theater with the stone realization that my attempts at trying to connect with “others” had the potential to get extremely messy, so understanding the possible implications of my past experiments I strode the neutral path for many years after.
Back in Mammoth, with no Skin Psychedelics, I was greeted by our friend who said that he had something better and told us to prepare for a secret midnight ritual – it was “Nature’s Sensory-Deprivation Tank”, known to only a very few. [And there we have the simple original ancient definition of “Occult”; “hidden (secret) knowledge that must be studied by initiates to be understood.”] We were quick studies and welcomed initiates for this Occult journey, so on that crisp snowy night we all drove south out of Mammoth, off the main highway, past the old airstrip and ended up near a small hot springs pond that was part of a small creek with a flat foot-bridge across it.
The location of the hot springs wasn’t a huge secret; but the technique to experience Nature’s Sensory-Deprivation Tank was. First, we’d all nude-up and go from the freezing, snowy banks into the hot, hot creek and from there we would literally navigate each other through mind-altering excursions.
The “secret technique” consisted of one person who would be “Tripped” by the other three or four people who would gently support and guide your floating body around the creek. The feeling was of being weightless floating in space “2001: A Space Odyssey” Starchild-style with the blackness of space and millions of stars circulating as you are guided about the creek.
It was essential that your ears were just below the surface of the water as the deep rumbling sound and sensation emanating from the underwater hot mineral source-spout near the bridge provided a universe-careening aural environment that ebbed and flowed as you moved toward and away from the rumbling vibrations. This cosmic rumble complemented the weightless physical feeling which created the sensation of slowly ripping through space and time!
A true natural psychedelic experience! Mind-Blowing! Far Out!
If it was snowing, the experience intensified as the falling flakes appeared as if stars soaring past you on all sides as you traveled spirit-like through deep space.
(See illustration above.)
After the usual 45 minute trip per person in Nature’s Sensory Deprivation Tank, you were so “altered” that you enjoyed the meditative Tripping of the next person.
Sometimes we’d be “out there” literally and literally, until near sun-up, but like vampires we needed to get back before daylight; as it would/could take away from the ambiance of the experience.
On the drive back we’d be zonked, but spiritually uplifted as the experience was highly concentrated due to the super natural element and therefore spiritual transcendence was certainly obtainable if one had this intent and power of thought in mind.
These Super Natural Trip experiences were a gift from nature and did not need any psychedelics to achieve truly exceptional psychedelic effects, … however, us Hippies were known to push limits and there were times when the cosmic spike of psychedelics could take you just about anywhere then and would truly be a Supernatural Super Natural experience.
Here’s the end scene (spoiler) from the movie “Altered States” to show you what can happen when you take psychedelics in a sensory deprivation tank – you could “TRANSCEND“.
Thank you everyone who have visited this site for the initial past six month start-up and for future visits in 2013!
Here’s a treasured musical gift for everyone:
BEST WINTER / HOLIDAY SPIRIT SUBLIME ELECTRONICA TRIPPY PSYCHEDELIC
MUSIC ALBUM EVER!
SILENT NIGHT INSTRUMENTAL – ROTARY CONNECTION – 1968
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With a few more years of fun to milk it for all its worth;
00individual is seen here at 20 years old and nine months before the above experience
and nearing the end of the ten months of Free-Form Hippie Adventures that included
Spontaneous Road Trips and Mind-Blowing Psychedelic Trips and
Historic and Classic Rock Concerts!