Tag: Non Fiction

  • Chapel perilous review

    Chapel perilous review

    Chapel Perilous: The Life and Thought Crimes of Robert Anton Wilson

    By Gabriel Kennedy a.k.a Prop Anon.

    Meticulous research, in depth interviews and his own blood sweat and tears make this book burst with primary sourced materials. Prop met and interviewed Wilson, and studied under his wings at the Maybe Logic Academy 2004-2007. Prop has read and processed everything Wilson published, and done a great service to humanity in discovering and compiling many unpublished materials and eclipsed details.

    This human story of integrity and the honest pursuit of the facts, no matter where they lead him is brave and honorable. Remaining forgiving and compassionate, RAW fans already feel this intuitively, now we have words and evidence to bolster those big feels. This book helps encapsulate and buffer that sense that now’s the time, the time to activate and put into practice what RAW communicated. Find and develope your own style. Nurture your own voice. Find the others. All that jazz.

    Both a clear introduction to his work, and a wellspring of fat facts for the RAW heads, this book can change your life, if you want it? 

    The work has helped cement my suspicion that RAW and his works present a road map, or a pathway or network of pathways, for all around the world humanity to thrive, relatively peacefully. A universal, fair and equal and sane vision for planetwide cooperation, physical and mental health and sufficient tolerance, that which is expressed by Charlie Chaplin (Perilous) in his famous speech from The Great Dictator (1940)

    Four quotations from the book, for a lil’ flava’

    “you are hereby invited to join the most powerful, unscrupulous, dangerous, and mind-blowing non-existent secret society in the world, the Bavarian Illuminati (a front for the even more powerful and non-existent, POEE.) –CP, pg. 86.

    Wilson was in D.C. that day with all the other hippies, Yippies, and freaks; walking past a chanting Ed Sanders who was standing on the back of a flatbed truck shouting, “Out demon, out!” towards the Pentagon.–CP, pg. 80.

    In a May Day letter, he told Leary, “I am developing a system of consciousness-expansion based on Lilly, yourself, Masters–Houston, Crowley, Gurdjieff, traditional Wiccadom…In my vain moments I think I have something quicker and easier than either traditional magick or modern psychology.”–CP, pg. 115.

    Cosmic Trigger Vol. 1 can now be named as the first popular non-fiction book to present the experiments that eventually earned John Clauser and Alain Aspect the 2022 Nobel Prize in Physics.118 It was also the first popular book, according to Alan Moore, the British comic book genius and magician, to properly contextualize Thelema in a language that was accessible and fun. As if that wasn’t enough, Wilson’s book was also the first to present his and Leary’s 8-Circuit model of intelligence, and, according to Richard Metzger, the first to popularize the McKenna brothers Terrence and Dennis’s Timewave Zero Theory after their own The Invisible Landscape (1974).–CP, pg. 131.

    I could go on quoting what I consider the evidence for both Wilson’s genius and the importance of this new biography in it’s carefully paced introduction to the facts.

    Self evidently, as the saying goes, if it does not make you laugh its probably not true, or, gods can be recognized by their cheerfulness. Through all the struggle, rejection and physical discomfort, Wilson kept his integrity and generally maintained his hilaritas, his cheerfulness, optimism and kindness (expressed by experiential and experimental understanding) toward all sentient beings. 

    As a super fan of Wilson and his works, I’m naturally biased in my urgent recommendation to read this book, and support the author for his heroic biography. A labour of love. I have followed the long road, and the authors own struggle to get this book completed and published. Writing a book such as this, who’s subject is widly regarded as one of the brightest minds of a generation, requires a laser like focus, and decades deep full immersion in the subjects work. As noted, Wilson gets the biographer he deserves in Prop Anon. Walking the walk and talking the talk, and writing the writ. Get it in your soul.

     

    Turn all that what might have been, what could have and should have been done, into action, into process. Do it. Make it knew. Walk tall.

    10/10

    https://a.co/d/7R4XByF (Amazon Link) PRE-ORDER.

    https://chapelperilous.us

  • Johnson Hancock Cummings Gove

    Hancock: “We need a new slogan, er, something good”

    Johnson: “Er, er, well, I thought that, er…stop…er”

    Cummings: “Fuck you I won’t do what you tell me, I like that one?

    Gove: “Oh Dominic, less of the bad language chap”

    Johnson: “Oh delightful Dom, er, or just um, do what we say in er, bod, yes bold letters, um”

    Hancock: “Gentleman, we don’t have much time, the press con’ starts in fifteen”

    Cummings: “Great, yeah, like it, jackpot”

    Johnson: “Um, hey Govey boy, after you’ve finished, er, after you’ve, er, finished, yes, finished the plate, um perhaps share your top, er, best one, quickly now…chap.

    Gove: “Thank you Boris, Thankyou. Yes, and thanks to everybody gathered here at this meeting today, I am honoured, blessed to be here at this critical moment for the Tory party, together at this moment of opportunity to increase our tight grip on the situation and a pretty good grip, er, on the people too and I’d like to thank my wife, my dealers and…”

    Hancock: Mike, you’re rambling. The best one, please”

    Johnson: “Er, come on chap, um, yes, what is the goodest one?

    Cummings: “I need more coffee”

    Johnson: “Brilliant, that’s it Dom, spaffing job, you gone done it, got it done, heh, again you rascal, meeting adjourned.”

    An intern from Government PR quickly knocked-up the new slogan and within ten minutes, printed it and stuck it to the front of the pulpit where Johnson was to address the country.

    “Nice, er, nice colours, they remind me of the colours on a bus, how wonderful, I once made an art bus…”

    Hancock: “Boris, get over here and tuck your shirt in, you ain’t Dom, try to look normal”

    Gove: “Here you are big dog, Boris, take this…helps you to stay alert”

    Cummings: “Hold it. Stay alert…um yes, yesssssss yesssssss vague, yesssssss, imprecise oh yesssss, divisive….um oh god yesssssss even better, confusion, yes yes yes”

    Dominic punches the sky, spills his latte and slaps Micky Gove on the back who in turn coughs out a chunk of cocaine (a.k.a Gove Dust) striking Jacob Rees Mogg on the chin and waking him from a 3 month slumber, underneath a wooden bench.

    Mogg: “Hmmmmm, wahhhhhh, hmmmmmm, yes, hmmmmmmm wahhhhh…um….”

    Johnson: “Just take it on the chin chap, heh”

    Cummings: “Moggy, you sound like a wah-wah pedde that’s running out of power”

    Mogg: “Ummmm where…..um wha…….mehhhhhh…..wahhhhh…..”

    Johnson: “Go back to sleep Moggy old boy, er, stay alert…yes yes…stay….alert.

    Johnson steps to the podium to address the country.

    “Er, um, well yes, er, I am absolutely yes, er, brilliant….and I really hope, I do hope, er, yes and alert like a…stay, er…

    “Like an Etonian sack of Satan’s spunk, Boris. Like a confused liar who’s had his head stuck inside an orange balloon….”

    Johnson: “Get him out of here…what the, um, er, what the devil…”

    Me (dragged by the hair and punched): “Fuck you and your whole Tory crew Boris. You don’t fool me, you pure….LYING….FANNY!”