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Two new rants: Where's Frank and Who Killed Kelly?


"The existence of the secret mind control programme of the CIA and the Army only came to light after Nixon’s resignation in 1974, when a fresh wind of “openness” seemed to flow through the opened windows of the Washington governmental offices. American journalist John Marks requested, using the Freedom of Information Act, several documents on the subject, which would result in Senate Hearings that occurred in 1977. A can of worms had been opened. Were there any references to Puharich in these documents? One of the projects that was part of this programme, BLUEBIRD/ARTICHOKE, ran from 1952 till 1956, roughly coinciding with the period when Puharich was assigned to Edgewood.--Philip Coppens, Beyond the stargate.

'Where's Frank?"

A Can of worms or
A barrel of Cobras or 
An Oil tanker, full of Killer halibut?

1953-56, while be-bop blazed
Inside the heads of a whole new language
A Bluebird ate an Artichoke in Maryland.

What devilry possessed the authorities
To break the first rule of psychic engagement?
They altered the mind-scape of psychiatric patients
At Powick 1953-56.
Sheer coincidence?

Puharich's book 'The Sacred Mushroom'
Can be found
In a library quite near to that famous Hospital
Called Powick, where Elgar found inspiration.
And where John Rowland Reece, and
Doctor Ronald Sandison gave LSD,
And WHO KNOWS? whatever else,
To inmates, patients, subjects, whatever you like
To call those people without medical training
At Tavistock, Harvard, Camp-X? etc.

Yes, you guessed it,
You have arrived in my conspiracy
A number of dots, nodes, junctions in history
That tie together a bunch of loose laces,
And not just any old boot,
These are in fact Wellington Boots,
With deep Amazon jungle vine, latticed
Across and around them.
Here we simply show how similar ideas and practices
Of a particularly secret and sordid species,
Were taking place AT THE SAME TIME.

Yet, in modern historical studies,
Political, psychiatric, cultural and lingual we find no
Official record of these things ever taking place
As a part of a bigger, more Unified, cross-Atlantic
You dig?
Here, once more, fly agaric 23 presents:
Beyond 2012 and the Storgate Conspiracy.
Where's Frank?

I'll get back to my tiresome intellectual pursuits
That center around uncovering beauty and symmetry
In language and culture, and sharing.
Making music, poetry, and fun, for the most part.

Helping other artists and individuals discover
Poetry, music and 'new questions',
I'll get back to 'art for social change' after
I write my piece leading directly into
'The social',
Yet operates
To nullify and 'void' the sad atrocities we have seen
perpetuated by Military Industrial pharmacological

Church and State departments seem to me
To have sat around
Thinking of new ways to trick, torture and steal from
The serfs, the rest of US, not serving
Them directly or on the pay roll?
Imprisoning us in State Department Stores
And Church led psychiatric shops.

Drug stores and more stores than anyone
Even Orwell or BILL HICKS could have imagined.
ALL THIS mockery of the great human potential
Co-operative collaborative systems!

Inter-accomadative systems
Like those defined by the great
Buckminster Fuller, who, between the years
1953-56 seemed to be perpetuating LIVINGRY
And with POETRY.

And with attention to LANGUAGE. And to STRUCTURE
Clear and well defined.
Technical, mathematical, and simplified
Bucky mixed all styles of textual communication,
Combined with his vast Omniverse of

And Bucky was mostly ignored, for the most part
By the special PSYCHIC-DRUG lords,
Busy tampering with mind-altering drugs
In the name of National Security, and the usual
Illuminati agenda of control, manipulation and

1953-1956, where's Frank now?
What were they up?
Them same old company tricks?
We can only guess that the smoke thickens
Light disappears and Oxygen leaves the room
"Breath once more, son, and your history"
The spook said in my ear.

Don't ask, don't mention it,
"An Iraqi super gun full of sea-monkeys?"
The round table conferences
The Wasson trips and Life magazine,
What year, what year was it now? huh?

Wiki the decade 1950-1960.
See what's up?
Wiki Powick, wiki Mk-Ultra
Wiki John Rowland Reece
And James Jesus Angleton
Wiki 'Dr. Timothy Leary'
And compare your Government employed
Agents, and those self-employed.

Would they, could they
Did they, dey they?
What else did they do to us, drugs and experiments
Do you feel it yet? the pressure
Of having something terrible to describe
Like torture and scenes of abuse, the worst kinds
Of atrocities that 'take away' what defines humans,
In my view: the ability to say NO and mean it.

Maybe I am wrong on all accounts
a. There were no LSD experiments at either Powick or in Maryland during the period 1953-56.
b. There were experiments but with the intention of purely medical and research based experiments, to improve our collective understanding of the unconscious and help humanity and the individual better their communication, or some such 'positive' goal.
c.  The experiments were only conducted using Mescaline and/or other psychoactive drugs, and/or methods such as Electro-shock so no LSD was used.
d. The secret services were not involved with the naive search for a 'Truth serum' and have had no interest in drugging people without their knowledge and observing them for the purposes of 'intelligence gathering' in the tradition of the more well known 'Nazi Doctors' and their in-human experiments.
e. I am an LSD casualty myself, and due to encounters with this marvelous medicine have developed an entire historical hallucination based upon a fictional Universe where nobody, not a soul, other than 'I' inhabit? None of these 'things' I write of are real. I invented them in a drug induced 'psychic' break with reality, in the singular.

And to Camp X-factor we run
Motor-way's and 'fish n' chip shops' flash by.
Alone, a thinker on the street, a self-employed
Agent dedicated to evolving all-around-the-world
And not just one company coffer.

I want the truth,
You can keep the serum,
Where's Frank?
I'll walk the plank scale for this my lovelies
James Bond dealt the acid, but never ate himself,
You dig.

Like Batman' s psychological warfare belt
Of drugs and potions,
1953-1956, come now, tell us, tell us all
I want to know your tricks and I want
To learn your trade, mate.
Is Frank here yet?
Where's Frank


Who didn't murder David Kelly?

Who who who?
Somebody tried not to kill David Kelly, who?
David Kelly killed David Kelly?
Who didn't want him dead?
Who wanted David Kelly ALIVE, and why?
Who got blood on their hands, and who put
Blood on the Tele'?

Who who who?
An Iraqi weapons trade group?
Who want's him dead, who wants him alive?
Dead or alive, the question remains...
Why did the UK Government send hundreds of soldiers
To their deaths, based upon 'sexed up intelligence?"
Who who who benefits?
What wouldn't YOU have put past BUSH and BLAIR?

If D.K killed himself due to an honor principle
I would be honored if the other lying bastards behind the
Intelligence 'lies' concerning weapons of mass destruction'
Did the same thing, like how Bill Hicks might say it
"Kill Yourself, really" one less moron.
One less spook motherfucker!

So far, only David Kelly has done the honorable thing
Killed himself for what he had been a part of:
The manufacture of consent, the 'hoodwinking'
Of an entire nation, for the purposes of a continued
TRADE in weapons, poison, germs, guns and steel.

Tony Blair and his FAITH
In Lord Hutton, and Lord Hutton's faith that
70 years should do it, 70 years should be enough time
For humanity to forget, WHY, David Kelly killed himself
or Murdered himself? Murdered himself, huh?

So, it follows, if Kelly killed himself
We may look into the complex of factors that
Pushed him into the act, may we not?
Journalistic harassment, work pressure,
An unhealthy diet, psychiatric imbalance?
Lets not rule out any of these contributing factors
To his death, based on the 'suicide' model.

Maybe David didn't eat enough Artichokes?
What inquiry would find the media corporations
And Military itself 'guilty' of murder?
Like the JKF inquiry, you don't think these
Intelligencers are foolish enough to not have
THEIR MAN heading the so called inquiry?

Go back and look at the 911 commission
The 7/7 inquiry, the IRAQ WAR TRIALS,
The expenses scandal and, in fact, most Government
Investigations and inquiry's, even at the local level,
The courts have been 'packed'
The council 'stacked' with
THEIR men and their women,
Pretending to 'represent' us as some kind of
Autonomous 'free agent' whereas, in fact
They remain chiefly whipped into order by
Executive powers, spooks, investors,
Religious scripture.  

Who who who?
Who can break this spell,
Who can show us the relative truth,
In such a way that we'll never forget again,
The power of motivated individuals to transform
Humanity through peaceful, non-violent means.
Who who who?

Ray Kurzweil, the Dali Lama?
Madonna, Oprah, Robby Williams
Who who who?
Mick Jagger and Paul Mcartney?
Ken Wilber, Alex Jones?
Arianna Huffington, Stephen Hawking?
Who who who, who can lift the great ball of crystal
Julian Assange?

Suicide or Murder?
What's the difference?
The question is WHO helped deceive the British people
Into buying a WAR and supporting a group of serial killers
In their on-going international 'shopalypse' campaign?

Who killed him, who killed Diana?
Who poisoned the Russian agent,
Who set the underground bombs,
Who befriended Hitler's buddy
Who invented the 'spy' game?
What's their name, rank, and file?

Who befriended the American spooks?
And invited them into town, Vatican contacts and all?
Who who who?

Who killed senator Wellstone,
Who set the building seven 'bomb'
Who hired Diabold
Who wanted John Lennon shot?
Who paid Trent Lott
Who hired terrorists?
Who runs a flight school
Who dealt the 'promis' software
Who flew those planes
Who builds the weapons, the guns, the poison?
Who tops the pop charts,
Who hosts the XX factor.

Who killed David Kelly, and who forces us to
Stop thinking about it by releasing 'papers' that say
Keep calm and carry on?
Ignore the Kellenedy assassination.
Your missing valuable drinking time.





I view a part of my task in setting up a table of ttott correspondences as providing examples of how the tables can be used to create various effects. Both as study guides into historical, biographical work and as imagination guides into the tale of the tribe, and the new translations.

The triangular structure enables opposing characteristics of mildness and severity a point of resolution and of synthesis, a middle path that may recycle the energies back and around and in so doing balance the opposing forces. The general idea of dividing 30 characters into 10 sets of triangulated groups of three characters, for example, may provide a working model for a rough structure, as would 15 sets of waltzing duo's of opposing forces or a 'coincidance of contraries' as Joyce put it in Finnegans Wake.


I have developed number systems for working out the new maps, due to the possibility of multi-dimensional models at a latter stage of the project, whereby objects containing various symbols and images can be folded and enfolded. I have already experimented with a TTOTT Dodecahedron of 20 sides and 12 vertices, and in principle, the numbers 30, 60, 90,120 and 150 all render symmetrical objects upon which information may be presented, here I pay tribute to Buckminster Fuller, and Giordano Bruno.


The set of 5 wheels I have designed each have 30 'nodes' on their belt of concentric rings. I made them by choosing 5 major categories: Tailors, Theolo, Texts, Teachings, Totems (Human Beings, Spirits, Texts, Principles, Objects).

I have chose to recycle 'T' words and keep a running TTOTT structure to each heading and category I make. The TTOTT logo features four 'T's tilted to create a four way symmetry (+) with a circle placed central. If you pretend to say the word 'T' you'll notice your tongue gets right up on your teeth, and if you make a repeated 'T' sound you may notice that you sound a little like a Hi-Hat cymbal, and, that you can repeat the letter 'T' faster and with more control than possibly any other letter in the English Alphabet? This will have some correspondence to the spoken word and spoken drum components to the class, but also keep the original TTOTT (the tale of the tribe) intact.

Giordano Bruno used the number 30 often when constructing his wheels and wheels within wheels. Although unlike Bruno, my belts are so far only attenuated to the TTOTT matter, and simply borrow the use of the number 30 and the idea of putting lists of things on concentric rings, 5 in total, producing 150 nodes, or images in Bruno's model, that I should add seems incredibly more complex and refined than my wheels. Reading Bruno recently led me to revisit the idea of having 30 things on revolving tables, something I used to anchor some themes in an early edition of my book: World Piss: 30 seals and the spore of the words.

All the characters that follow Bruno chronologically can appear on the wheels that he inspired, together with Giambattista Vico, (another philosopher of the revolutionary hermetic renaissance tradition), the tribal characters can ride the wheel, the turning tables of correspondences, and so unify in that movement, that ever-changing sensibility and decentralized and rotational wisdom. A revolutionary force.


The tale of the tribe must be a connected network, otherwise it is useless. A new team of nodal points, shared swarms that link together. The goal of a hologramic network, a poem, novel, screenplay, album, performing overlapping functions, working together.

The triple spiral symbolizes the rotational and spiral nature of the connected works of Dr. Robert Anton Wilson, the triad or delta that symbolizes femininity and the triple goddess. Vico and Joyce and Nietzsche feed off the spiraling principles of recorsi. Giordano Bruno and his "Memory Wheels" plus Giambattista Vico and his "Cycles of Ages", Frederich Nietzsche and the "Eternal Return", Ernest Fenollosa and the omni-directional radiance of "Chinese Symbolism", William Butler Yeats and his dynamic "Gyres" and "Unity of Being" and 'Symbolism', Ezra Pound and his "Revolutionary Calendar" and 'Ideogramic method of juxtaposition', James Joyce and his spiral powered "coincidance of contraries & resolution of opposites", Buckminster Fuller and the moving "Synergistic" principles. Meanwhile Alfred Korzybski and his "General Semantics", Marshall McLuhan and his "Global Village Tribes", Orson Welles and his "Neurological Cinematic Relativity", Claude Shannon and "Information Theory" and other recurring geniuses and their additional contributions to humanity intersect with connecting threads represented by Dr. Wilson. In my opionion at their most potent when writing on Joyce: the mother-load of compressed hermetic wisdom.


The new maps and seals I present are a work in progress and as far as I know a unique way of processing the information, and potentially a relatively simple and sharable method for others to conduct similar research.

I would like to present a kind of Top Trumps challenge to create an equally revolutionary belt of innovative thinkers, or simply use any combination of belts on any grouping of things that you may wish, make it new! Bio-seasonal, calendrical, astrological and cosmological belts for example, may add many useful functions, the possibilities are literally endless with this, but I have chose to stack and pack a krewe that I believe represent the tale of the tribe as defined by Dr. Wilson, quite a bunch', to perhaps provide a new platform for collaborative investigations, and new interpretations. Nodes or units of distilled cultural inheritance.

Tailors, Theolo, Texts, Teachings, Totems (Human Beings, Spirits, Texts, Principles, Objects). v1.0

  1. "Alighieri, Dante" Agnosticism Arrow Atem-Re Avision
  2. "Bruno, Giordano" Buddhism Binocular Baal Book Of The Law
  3. "Crowley, Aleister" Cinema Verite' Cup Circe Cantos
  4. "Dick, Philip K." Deconstructionism Disk Dionysis Divine Comedy
  5. "Escher, M.C" Epistemology Earring Eris Everything is Under Control
  6. "Fuller, Buckminster" Fourth Way Flag Findabair Flying Saucers
  7. "Gurdjieff, G.I" General Semantics Glasses Ganesha Gulliver's Travels
  8. "Hesse, Herman" Hologrammic Prose Headdress Horus Holographic Universe
  9. "Ibsen, Heinrik" Information Theory Ink Ishtar Illuminatus Trilogy
  10. "Joyce, James" Jungian Psychology Joystick Jove Jitterbug Perfume
  11. "Korzybski, Alfred" Kabbalah Kettle Kallisti Knox Om Pax
  12. "Leary, Timothy" Lullism Lamp Lugh Liber 777
  13. "McLuhan, Marshall" Magick Mitten Ma'at Mass Psychology Of Fascism
  14. "Nietzsche, Friederich" Neuro Linguistic Programming Nail Naga New Science
  15. "Olson, Charles" Ontology Oblisk Osiris Open Society And Its Enemies
  16. "Pound, Ezra" Pataphysics Pincer Prometheus Politics Of Ecstasy
  17. "Quiggly, Carroll" Quantum Psychology Quilt Quetzalcoatl Quantum Psychology
  18. "Reich, Wilhelm" Recorsi Rope Ra Recorsi
  19. "Shannon, Claude" Synergetics Scissor Sarasvati Science and Sanity
  20. "Tesla, Nikola" Tessellation Turntable Thoth Tale of The Tribe
  21. "Unrah, Wes" Unity of Being Umbrella Utu Understanding Media
  22. "Vico, Giambattista" Vorticism Viol Vishnu VALIS
  23. "Welles, Orson" Witchcraft Wand Woden White Goddess
  24. "X, Malcolm" Xenolinguistics Xylophone Xi Wang Mu Xo-psychology
  25. "Yeats, W. Butler" Yin Yang Yurt Yu Huang Yajur Veda
  26. "Zenji, Dogen" Zetetics Zip Zarathustra Zen
  27. "Neumann, John Von" Modernism Mirror Aphrodite Book of Shadows
  28. "Fenollosa, Ernesto" Ideogrammic Method Pipe Pan Ulysses
  29. "Bandler, Richard" Eternal Return Breastplate Luna Cosmic Trigger
  30. "Wiener, Norbert" Neuro-Logic Ring Aphrodite Critical Path

email to the tribe: a Maybe Logic Class

email to the tribe: with fly

email to the tribe: the tale of the tribe.

The tale of the tribe approximates a tale of humanity, or 'tales', a new global epic that must capture illuminating details from humanity and juxtapose them in a special way using special language (Hologrammic prose, the Hermetic style, Ideogrammic method, Joyce's 'epiphany' etc.) Dr.Robert Anton Wilson crafted his tale of the tribe to suit, among other definitions; the architects of post-modem' cyber-culture, reaching back to the renaissance and pulling up-tense to our decentralized--hyper connected--future present.

During a six week period, I-fly will share his open interpretations of the tale of the tribe, performing an on-line multimedia vortex of signals, dialed into James Joyce, Ezra Pound, Giordano Bruno, Marshall Mcluhan, 'Bucky'Fuller, and RAW himself.

email to the tribe will reprocess communications from across time, and produce new maps, new metaphors, and mold new memes that help forward the tale of the tribe and the RAW wisdom oozing out from all quarters.

Each week fly will provide a spread of multimedia for you to process, generally keeping in step with the program, encouraging a wide variety of conversation and focused feedback. Feel free to drop in and drop out, as you like.


The wheels of the tribe go around and around.
WEEKLY DOSE: Decentralized and Rotational Map Warfare.

WEEK TWO - GENERAL EPIPHANY (Sep 27-3rd October)
Hologrammic Prose and meaningful common speech
WEEKLY DOSE: RAW-FLY interviews. (Oct 4-10)

The synergy of history
WEEKLY DOSE: Vicosahedron and Canto LXVI. Open Source History.

If its not connected its useless
WEEKLY DOSE: Shannanigums Wave & Future Present.

Moving pictures to TV/Internet
WEEKLY DOSE: Maybe Logic & RAW Multimedia.

WEEKLY DOSE: Work of the tribe. email to the tribe.

COURSE TEXTS: Recorsi by Robert Anton Wilson.

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John Sinclair Radio Show #338

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John Sinclair Radio Show #338

John Sinclair Radio Show #338

The John Sinclair Foundation Presents
Café The Zen
Saturday, August 22, 2010 @ 2:00-3:00 am [20-1034]
Amsterdam, NL.

Our program this week emanates from Café The Zen in Amsterdam where we’ve been based all week with the New Orleans action painter called Frenchy and 101 Runners pianist Tom Worrell plus guitarist Vincent Pino (from Venezuela), drummer Steve Fly (UK) and bassist-engineer Leslie Lopez (Puerto Rico)—the International Blues Scholars. We’re listening to music we made here at Studio Zen on Monday night (16) and at the 420 Café on Wednesday (18), where we were joined by Chris Jones (New Orleans) on bongos during his brief visit to Amsterdam, and we’ve got a few records to add by Alberta Adams & the Planet D Nonet, Kermit Ruffins, Lenny Bruce on airplane glue, and Brother Jack McDuff. Rasdan makes a brief recorded announcement from Café The Zen while he presently languishes in a Dutch jail waiting to be deported back to Suriname for lack of proper paperwork. Free Rasdan!

Playlist 338
[01] Opening Music: Tom Worrell & the International Blues Scholars: Tipitina
[02] John Sinclair Intro Comments with Larry Hayden & Steve Fly
[03] Ras Dan: Pasa Ding De Café Zen
[04] John Sinclair & His International Blues Scholars: Louisiana Blues
[05] John Sinclair & His International Blues Scholars: The Delta Sound
[06] John Sinclair Comments & Conversation with Larry Hayden & Steve Fly
[07] Alberta Adams & Planet D Nonet: Say Baby Say
[08] Kermit Ruffins: I Got a Treme Woman
[09] Lenny Bruce: Airplane Glue
[10] Brother Jack McDuff: Smut
[11] John Sinclair Comments & Conversation with Larry Hayden & Steve Fly
[12] Closing Music: John Sinclair & His International Blues Scholars: friday the 13th > monk in orbit > my buddy

Hosted by John Sinclair for Radio Free Amsterdam
Produced, recorded, edited & assembled by John Sinclair
Posted by Larry Hayden
Executive Producer: Larry Hayden
Special thanks to Celia Sinclair, Frenchy, Tom Worrell, Vincent Pino, Steve Fly & Leslie Lopez—Leslie Lopez, The Man
© 2010 John Sinclair. All Rights Reserved.

GULF OIL SPILL POEM from October 2009

When I first heard about the Oil rig explosion on 4/20 (2010) I quickly thought about my writing dedicated to the SUPER MAJOR's of the OIL GAME, and in particular BP, that I turned to BRITISH PETROILMEN.

I consider some lines in the poem pretty spot on considering what happened since writing and posting it. Bringing the worlds at-tension to the SUPER MAJORS, fossil fuels, oil, war and greedy irresponsible international corporate terrorism.

I hope to have balanced the bad oil boys and their igonorance with some beauty and intelligence of our Mermaid's, the sea shells and ocean life of clean goodness, love, steve fly.


Shannanigums Wave Book III Chapter XII by flyagaric23

Us clams must stick apart
” –Feudal Baron Periwinkle III.

Aphrodite rose from sea foam in film. Merry Mermaid & love goddess surfinn her scallop chariot through twisted arms of godsoilmen and sludge. She has risen to meet the supermajors to balance scales and dance to the finnance seers circe song. Gulf scoop. Venus Arise! Awake. Hail Eris! Drink snail wine and toast to King scallop, loops. Sail up Botticelli’s shell birth canal, known by cockle, hat and staff, Cruz’ past oily Slick Cheney news. We roe under the sign, past energy task force positions. The Galloping Scallop clad man of greek myth. The Knights bejewelled in clam lips and kisses. Rich blue Oil spill or mother of pearl? Like blended parrots and dead plankton, mixed emulsions. Beautiful Miss. Oil Spill?

Crude awakening to the spill-age. A Collosal squid princess riding old Jakobsschelp to help a Hutch load of old scallops rise out the Seafloor Blues. Deep sea things speak! Lo! Scallops of the ocean down by the great rising Chiefs. Take Big Periwinkle into your earshell. Smell the sign, touch the symbol, has it got ridges? Dreams cast to sea to see in a Venus shell in a mother of pearl breast. Dead Plankton in the paint painted on Saints of the swamp. And the city sewers flow. Heed the clam of commerce and the cockle-shock shimmy. A shell of transfusion, what sea-shell sign symbol confusion. Emerging on a horse covered in Scallops? Yes, Prince Periwinkle gallops-up stream like Salmon. Skullops for one shelling a dollop. Sea wave-wind Mussels flex into fossils. Oh, more yet, invisible smell of oilamp from the limpet. The Penis of Mr. Big Periwinkle is swelling, a telling sign of the times. Lets Oil the Oystery of Oil, and stir with a staff, lets foil Big sharks, get shocked, struck coil! Row roe with the Tide Swell batter and salt. Swim with the titanic Sementic shift, up out the shell, again, to tell a snail tale of the planetary shaft.

Son’s of Thunder Juice, Snel, quick up to defend the word. A sea slug with untold feet, runs with you. Hoily Tools of the Big Petrol scoop and scope scheme, wallops the marine scene with unclean oil sheen. Another spellage. Ocean deep n' blue, packed full of shell-rooms, true teachers of petrochem generation X. Drill here. Rise up like foam, Alexthunder Oil the Shah Cockle and the unseen shellhand scoop, arise fortuna. Waxy Parrot Snot in the sea banks, how to dress up a death spill? Casting Shells - The wavy lines trace swellmighty calm. His Loch' Holiness the Buddhaclam Caliph of Pearl of the Santiago Shell mound gate tell us, what fate? Great clam emperor of the Mollusca lineage, Big Up your shelf. By nature the sign, 500 Million years of geometry spun, sings in holy brine water, the Duke Periwinkle Clam tissue of ivory Sheen? Look down the well. Oily DEA and ivory salt newspaper scalps litter our vessel, truth and beauty from underwater vents, meanwhile oilmen pollute the ocean-Green with sculpted Pipe lines, crime waves of DEA projects, No Oildea how sticky their handshells.

To the Great Old One's, please hear us and help a sign-sailor resist a supermajor temptress, blackmailing a redesign. Each cell on the Shell glitters and does not glisten. Clamco on our sex organs. Oil spill, pipe-line, spoil, Usury, coercion, interference with the flow. Oyster Gods of ancient oceans sculpt the wave and weave pearls for serpents teeth to sew. WWII elixir prohibition, in the name of thy snakeoil potions, Rise, Oh. Sea-meat wonders with one hundred eyes that dwell upon Old heraldic shields, Rise up like bubbles and show us your shape. If only Molluscs could grow wings? Dutch English American statistics, more scallops? Roam the ocean wide with the Sigil of Galloping shells tells a whale of a trial of a clam, with snapping hinge teeth. Big Blood and loot (bleep) swinging from the Scallops pole, I and Shelly, and our Seal: Koninklijk. A Toast to Scallops and the food of Godzilla, and the marvel of Clam propulsion.

Venus come surfing on a scallop, leading with a shell in hat and staff in hand. Scholar. Mussel Swimming down Saint James's glory-gate to stealth Oil Cow & coo. Scoop it. And the church Redlips TTOTTAL Informollusc. Sculp. Crude awakening. Cockoily and Crude Millions scalloped out of the earth's. Intimidated pilgrims raise a Church shoal. To the Botticelli Shell-mex, mix, to the - Supermajor – noGods’ and the shall he, Shall he not trotter. Heart of calcite, home of crystal. Toil to swim with the ASA Esso sponsors. Pick a Shell and drink James Juice. The sacred periwinkle proportions, now sea gold. Periwinkle Cockle and aragonite Shillyshellying, on land we're all out of gas? Gaia Scalp flake, dry rot and sun burn, Crashing oil and Blood in similar waves, Half-mollusc, half man with a vulva Cuthulu cult riding a Periwinkle to shore, to soil on past British Patrolingmen. Deep Rejoice – Skol - of the sea leagues 93’000 species of Mollusc, calcium from sea, Saint James Juice “No thankyou.” Oh, resurrecting Periwinkle is forbidden? Greenwash be damned, HOLY Scollop of truth Swim on your way! Oh, Mollusc gas around pilgrims Hands. Scooping the word. Praise the Count of cockles who calculates the calcium content. Re-shore em’ that Oystery has Pearls. Barons to protect the crust. Don't drill, hear! The silver pink flesh remaining of ocean Sheild. What pearls lie in the sign. Schaaldrake Unreeled from the Well, winds blowing above the abyss of humanity.

A clamber of underwater James shimmer “What the devil’s covering you, old directors?” The Hat clamp too. Holy floor, must be peak oil time! Shall we use our gills to push? Praise oceans Brand waves. The fisherman on fire, Oil brigade, fire brigade. What Sustenance? Entangled oil pipline artery of earth rot? Well well well, Oil be damned! eyel. The stolen dead plankton. The dead seamen-oil-blood transfusion. The Tectonic shifts and shafts. Swallow the shilly-shally sea and go a’ rumaging. A mussel bound wisdom tongue in a Dutch pit. Venus in shell, that feminine Scallop. Beware the starfish and oystercatchers and Condi Rice. Our boat enters the earshells of Leviathon. Seers are feeding, so meditate on bivalvia underground and grow new ears. Total germs. Sea worms fight back. Please dive off the Euro board and Rejoice for James Juice. Hoily Houses Haunt Oystery sauce. The currents of Oysery in the Musselmen’s. How to Oil the machine and then stir, sir?

Scallop filtration of nature Mouth pit. Hermaphrodite Samuel of the black-gold waters. Global eyes of the oceanic gleam where Ibskal speak of sea diamonds, pearls and disturb the Calm mud. Look Deep, look well , lick the James Juice-oil, drink the poison and ride the snake to the pit of Saint DEA, to planet Exo-Clamboil. Elders send word of hope, inducing Amanita Mollusca. Sometides wash nutrients up Ripples of the great allrudy wish-ways prepear’d with proportions of Baron periwinkles dimples. Chevrollop, clamswallop, wham. Big Shh’ galaxy, in silence. And inside the noble clam chamber Mr. Mussel finds shelter from transfusions and Cockledoom on a dinner plate. Oh shil, you supermajor logo shystirs. Rumble of waves around scalloped edge - where Venus teleports - to visit ecstatic ten-thousand. And Brand new standards, drink the ocean ink of clam soup. Ingest the Hoily Ocean Extracts from the me-a-ning Well, it's all for the best. Wade through the bauxite, don’t step on our eggshares show foresight. Juice the wellwell markets, be merry, speak into these eggshawls. Schelp, I need some clammy mammy? Muscle and sperm of capitol, testoss and hydrocarbons, Thankyou, the pearls really shine. 500 Million years of Scallop evolution sculpted from chalk with tyme.

Real Crotch Oil spread and royal Roe Smoothie. The synchro-swimming around the OVA, mixing a schaal alliance. Pink into the black current. Shellfish swim for ecosystem and it’s edges. The taste and Zap, filtering compost on sea-bed, the underwater awakening, like Fungus, the Clam infiltrates the swill. Heaven and Hell, the birth of Lucifer von Periwinkle and his Kingdom Oilmen! Lo, the chatter and Swell, the Venus and the Vulva. Marian’s Well. Like a Mermaid's, always moist. Master of devices and of painted Green weeds. Grow. A Pilgrim Artefact slyjacked. Marian! Murmur and maid, with comb and mirror, homeless, Comb exchanged for a clam-pick to pluck Lyre songs. Merry tinkles of shells and deep-blues for heads. Oh yeah, to schell the proof to buy the truth. Sea Red and sigil read. Michelle, and her pink mantle. Swimming with our vows to explore the edges of the Sun. Elixir of Baron Periwinkle makes a tasty tipple. A tale maybe a virus. Vile us! With a treacherous hijacked Scallop - snapping - at your toe, out to out brand Oil. Way out. Respect the Hoily mollusc of Saint James. These Claims of holy clams clamp down on Baron Periwinkle’s clump, so Dive down and pry benearth. The Venus Mermaiden has risen from the sea to show you her she-sails.

Finnegans Wake vs. The Volcano

I often search the wake for terms and words of interest to me, on a whim. Here I simply quote to instance of the word VOLCANO in the wake. I suspect Joyce surrounded these words with others of a similar nature, or with a strong affinity with one another; a node/cluster of Volcanic fall out. VOLCANO seems another description of the wake, a literary Volcano of languages, hot out the mamalujo womb of the Earth itself, forged in the unspeakable furnace and tossed of out a mountain top resulting in a upward fountain of European chaos and mayhem. Except, unlike a real geological Volcano, the wake plots itselves' back together again by a re-amalgam of the coincidance of contraries that brought it about in the first place.

I shot be shoddied, throttle me, fine me cowheel for ever,
usquebauched the ersewild aleconner, for bringing briars to
Bembracken and ringing rinbus round Demetrius for, as you wrinkle
wryghtly, bully bluedomer, it's a suirsite's stircus haunting
hesteries round old volcanoes. We gin too gnir and thus plinary
indulgence makes collemullas of us all. But Time is for talerman
tasting his tap. Tiptoptap, Mister Maut.
He made one summery (Cholk and murble in lonestime) of his
the three swallows like he was muzzling Moselems and torched
up as the faery pangeant fluwed down the hisophenguts, a slake
for the quicklining, to the tickle of his tube and the twobble of
his fable, O, fibbing once upon a spray what a queer and queasy
spree it was. Plumped. - James Joyce, Finnegans Wake, pg. 319.

I am now becoming about fed up be going circulating about them
new hikler's highways like them nameless souls,ercked and skorned
and grizzild all over, till it's rusty October in this bleak forest
and was veribally complussed by thinking of the crater of some
noted volcano or the Dublin river or the catchalot trouth
subsias away out or to isolate i from my multiple Mes on the
spits of Lumbage Island or bury meself, clogs, coolcellar and all,
deep in my wineupon ponteen unless Morrissey's colt could help
me or the gander maybe at 49 as it is a tithe fish so it is, this
pig's stomach business, and where on dearth or in the miraculous
meddle of this expending umniverse to turn since it came into
my hands I am hopeless off course to be doing anything
concerning. - James Joyce, Finnegans Wake, pg. 410.

Part one of RAW's book Coincidance starts with a piece called SYNCHRONICITY AND ISOMORPHISM IN FINNEGANS WAKE. And features an essay: THE PHYSICS OF SYNCHRONICITY (pg. 147), that I believe criss-cross with study of the New Physics and the possible, most probable, I deduct, Holographic Universe model of 'reality' 'consciousness' and 'Synchronicity' as defined by Dr. Wilson, in the language Cybernetics and Neurologic.

by thiswis aposterioprismically apatstrophied and paralogically
periparolysed, celestial from principalest of Iro's Irismans ruinboon pot
before, (for beingtime monkblinkers timeblinged
completamentarily murkblankered in their neutrolysis between the possible
viriditude of the sager and the probable eruberuption of the
saint), -- James Joyce, Finnegans Wake, pg.612.

"Such different accounts of a single event, however, are treated in Finnegans Wake not as inconsistent but as complementary. Like the corpuscular and the undulatory characteristics of light in Bohr's complementarity principle, they are but different facets of the same entity. Even such disparate views as those held by Saint Patrick and the Archdruid in their debate on the "true inwardness of reality" (611.21) are ultimately dissolved into a complementary unity:

for beingtime monkblinkers timeblinged complementarily murkblankered in their neutrolysis between the possible viritude of the sager and the probable eruberuption of the saint. (612.21-24)

Finnegans Wake shares this complementarity with quantum physics as it shares the spatiotemporal unity with the relativity theory. Joyce points out in his book that only through unification of apparently disparate concepts can the "true inwardness of reality" shine through: "And let every crisscouple be so crosscomplimentary, little eggons, youlk and meelk, in a farbiger pancosmos" (613.10-12).

Twenty Twelve Line Versus on the tale of the tribe

Twenty Twelve Line Versus the tale of the tribe (v2.0) by Fly Agaric 23.

Ching Ming
The Cantos
A m e r i c a
& Knu Directions
Imagist Bard Ezra
Ideogramic Methods
The Tale of the Tale of the Tribe
& the Farben-Bush works still intact
Idaho London Rapallo Paris
Literary Cathay Blast Economic
Vorticist Activist Kulchur Correspondent

Portrait of the Art
Epiphany Paris
Walk in progress Dubling
Chamber Music Slice of Joy-life
Hologramic Prose Eulogy
Waking Finnegan Waking them again
Yeats Bruno Pound Vico Nietzsche McLuhan
Stephen Dedalus Leopold Bloom Ulysses

W i l l i a m
Second Coming
Poets Golden Dawn
Fenollosa through Ez
Irish Ballad Synge and Swift
Poet Playwrite at the Hawks Well
The Call to East the Fall to Gonne
Cycles of the Moon Cycles of the Sun
Translate Japanese Cuchulain Noh play
Abbey Theatre Easter Modernism up-rise

E t e r n a l
Return Dead Gods
Rapallo Olga
Philosophy Logic
Theology Friederich
Philologist Pastmodernische
Superman God Joyce Pound Yeats Freud Jung
This very spider moonlight World Wide Web
Existential Philologist Genius
Beyond Good And Evil Thu s Spake Zarathustra

Or is he knot
General Semantics
Korzybski Sapir Whorf
Linguistical Genius
Aristotle turned on his Head
Neurologic Map Territory
Teacher of Burroughs Impact on Bucky
Spacetime-Binding Timespace-Binding Linguistic
The Manhood of Humanity Science and Sanity

Magic Memory
Giordano Nolan
Hermetical Tradition
John Dee and Edward Kelly Tree
The Perfect Model of Cyberspace
The Book of Shadows Book of Thirty Seals
Cosmology Transmigration Heretic
Astronomer Philosopher Mathematical

I n t e r n e t
Software Hardware
Math Whizz M.I.T
Information Theory
And Negative Entropy
Communicate and Calculate
Broadband Bits and Channel que pasa?
Shannon Equations Digital Father
Mathematical Electrical Mini Max
Norbert Weiner John Von Neumann Allen Turing

Clings To
Old Ernest
F e n o l l o s a
Japan America
Oriental Scholar
Widow gave Ez dossier
The Chinese Written Character
As A medium for Poetry
Poems Symbolic Structure In Nature
Ezra and Yeats read with London Imagists
And Marshall McLuhan made Square Dollar Series.

V i s i o n a r y
Cine’ Verite’
War Of The Worlds Macbeth
Citizen Kane F For Fake
Interruption Orson Magick
Child Prodigy writing Camera
T.V Illusion Internet Era
Featuring in a Special Cameo Role
William Randolf Hearst Howard Hughes and Elmyr

Thunder The New Science
Bill Yeats James Joyce Ezra Pound
Philosophy of History
Fenollosa Bucky Recorsi
Cycle History Language Mystery
Etymology Philosophy Structure
Divine Heroic Human Heart Oratio

Carbon Sixty
Nine Chains to the moon
Planetary Fuller
Geodesic Genius
Goes in for structure Ezra Sez'
Dymaxion Design Scientist
Legal Piggily Critical Path
Operating Manual For Spaceship Earth
Non-Simultaneous Non-Simultaneous

T e l e v i s i o n
Tune In or Turn On
Understanding Web Law
Under-standing Media
The Medium is the message
Electronic Tribal Melting Pot
Vico Ezra Pound Orson Finnegan
Canadian American McLuhan
Typergraphic Tribal Glyphy Global Village

L. S. D
Harvard Professor
Psychedelic Poet
Counterculture Warrior
Neurologic Cybercultist
Transpersonal Circuit Scientist
Timespace Migration Increase Intellect
Intelligence Operating Manual
Engineering Imagination Consciousness

C a b i n e t
E v o l u t i o n
Vico Von-McPound
Social Philosophy
F a l s i f i a b i l i t y
Episteme’ Statistical?
Subjectivist Popping Entropy
Quantum Linguistic Social Schroedinger
Comparative Past-narrative Lexicon
The Open Society And Its Enemies

S t r a t e g y
I n f o r m a t i o n
War Game Zero-Sum
Grandfather of Internet
Programmable Computers
Shannon Turing Wiener Bruno
Revolutions Switching Fourier
Etching Digital Sketching Binary
Computations Calculation Eniac
Mathematical Combinatrix Esoteric

A l e i s t e r
Poet Magician
Philosopher Trickster
Comprehensive Pantheist
Love Is The Law Love Under Will
Instigator Temple Thelema
A Star every man And Every Women
Do what thou wilt shall be the whole of the law
Bruno Yeats Nietzsche Dee Leary Wilson New Age

Orgone Radical
Imposition Super
Universal Energy
Energetic Biofeedback
Pantheism Bruno Orgasm
The Mass Psychology Of Fascism
Omnipresent Dialectic Dynamo
Reich Cloud Busting Cosmic Masterbation Feedback

B i o I n t e r f a c e
Cetacean Nation
Acoustical Linguistics
Interspecies Communication
Meditating Cogitate Repeats
Centre of Cyclone Dyadic Cyclone
Meta-program Neuro-logic Cunnigham
Cogitate Cogitate Cogitate Cogitate

I l l u s t r i o u s
Daring Futurist
Ontologist Hagbard
Philosopher Humorist
Counterculture Bobhisattva
Fenollosa Bucky Optimist
Taylor of The Tribe Mailer of The Scribe
Universes’ Interactive Processing
Robert Anton Wilson Robert Anton Wilson

M c k e n n a
Scholar Botanist
Mycologist Mystic
Reinterprets McLuhan
Hyper-spatial Navigator
Psychedelic Cyber Concressence
Vico Recorsi Timewave Novelty
Technology Innovation Finnegan
Panspermia Cyber-culture Psilocybin




I attribute most of my early independent consciousness research to Dr. Robert Anton Wilson and his book 'Cosmic Trigger' in particular; combined with my will to contact some of the entities from that book, and share my findings with friends, family and local community. What happened changed my life forever, and I trace it all back to Jung's 'Liverpool' dream.

During the late 1990's most of my friends were without Internet access and only small bands of 'turned on artists, musicians and trippers' could verify the kinds of surrealist signals I detected in Bob's writing, while I walked the labyrinth of altered estates in an altering faultering social state, in and around the Black Country area of England.


Throughout the late 1990's I recorded dreams in diaries that I kept by my bedside and have experienced synchronicities directly related to these dreams in my waking life, pretty consistently over roughly 14 years now.

Around 1999 I listed the names of a personal dream team that I wanted to bring together into a project, like fantasy league football, but somehow with living characters, and not a usual list but some of those from Bob's books who were still very much alive and active.

The eclipse of August 11th 1999 at 11:11 am. GMT, and the 9/9/99 date sparked further synchronistic events in my life that were sufficient proof to me, at that time, that whatever it was I was doing it was working, I felt guided by somewhat wild spirits into the new electronic world. My wild dreams were expressed as DJ mixes I made during this period.


Fuelled by Bob's optimistic writing and some good acid, I purchasing a book titled "Secret Chamber' by Robert Bauval on the day it was published in the UK and I set my sights on alerting the world to a probable Illuminati coup' on the Millennium point, a congress of capitalists interested in Egyptology, Freemasonry, Skull And Bones, CFR, IMF, UFO's, Bilderburger Group, CIA, MJ-12 and the usual list of suspects of the new Millenicon.

"If I have exhausted the justifications, I have reached bedrock and my spade is turned. Then I am inclined to say: "This is simply what I do."--Ludwig Wittgenstein

Secret Chamber went on to the best seller list in the new age conspiracy book-market and is the book that led me into the 'Stargate Conspiracy' by Lynn Picknett and Clive Prince, a book, in turn that I personally handed to Dr. Wilson at the Palm Springs Prophets Conference where he read some of it, even adding some critical commentary on one occasion in my presence when asked by friends "what are you reading?"


Introduction to a dream:
"With their discovery that the patterns and logic of fairy tale and myth correspond to those of dream, the long discredited chimeras of archaic man have returned dramatically to the foreground of modern consciousness." --Joseph Campbell, From Psychology to Metaphysics, The Hero With A Thousand Faces. Pg. 255.

The fly Agaric fungus is a species of interest to me for several reasons that have impinged on my nervous system and inspired me to adopt the nick-name ‘fly agaric 23’ as a creative avatar; a supra-self mythman, around 1996.

Evidence that I feel strongly that the ‘fly agaric’ or 'Amanita Muscaria' holds special significance, Stephen Pratt' fused with ‘fly agaric’ and its positive attributes as I perceive them: ‘fly agaric’: chemical, mythological, poetic, biological and neuro-linguistic.

I picked the name without having read much of the 'fly agaric' literature so I hope not imply I have been plotting this adventure in dualisms from the start. My hope is to expose the 'meaningful coincidences' by shedding light on the events from over the last 13 years or so and connecting some looping tails that include British politics, global capitalsim and the war on some terrorists and some people who use some drugs.

Steven James Pratt vs. Fly Agaric 23 is my exegesis on these positive attributes and the results of my thirteen year research as a drummer, DJ and writer living in the US, the UK and the Netherlands.

Elixirville 93 by STEVEFLY

The fictional DJ character 'Plush' from my experimental Novel 'OUR HISTORYS BACK' is a third extension of both 'Steven James Pratt and 'Fly Agaric 23', combining attributes to produce a new synthesis.

Fly by Name Game by nature?
I chose a word used to denote a particular species of fungus that is the subject of an impressive body of scientific research, I also discovered 'Amanita Muscaria' has been the subject of secret Military experiments and death cults that appealed to me, during my first encounters with psychedelic drugs, jazz and beat poetry.

I added the 23’ to the fly agaric for cabalistic reason when I discovered that my birth date 15/04/76 adds up to twenty three when taken as single digits as does the year 1976, a stunning discovery to me at that time around 1996.

I was pulled into the ’23 Enigma’ forever. And Amanita Muscaria is the 24th entry to the index at the back of Cosmic Trigger! Amanita Muscaria comes up five times when searched in the 'Illuminatus Trilogy! by Shea and Wilson.

RAW & Fly Amanitanatus:
Around 1996 I had not read any of the following scholars listed in the context of ‘Fly Agaric Studies’. I formulated the hypothesis that the fly agaric mushroom might be a thorn in the side of monotheistic religion and the monsters who rage, war on humanity and sharing culture, and wage a war on some people who use some drugs around the world. I was in search of the sacred
path to nobiolent resistance. RAW had the key, the map and the Ravioli cannon.

"It is essentially a civil rights issue, because what we're talking about here is the repression of a religious sensibility. In fact, not a religious sensibility, the religious sensibility. Not built on some con game spun out by eunuchs, but based on the symbiotic relationship that was in place for our species for fifty thousand years before the advent of history, writing, priestcraft and propaganda. So it's a clarion call to recover a birthright.--Terence Mckenna, Non-Ordinary States Through Vision Plants (1988)"

Amanita is dubbed by Wilson (on page 147 of Cosmic Trigger) “ the most widely used sacred drug in the Old World” a biological psychoactive drug entity that I figured, in my milly mindedness' fitted perfectly with my psychedelic musical ambitions, ‘fly agaric 23’ soon manifest on dj event flyers, mix-tapes, posters and even albums such as the 'Big Dada records' 1999 release: Equalibrium, by New Flesh For Old, on a track titled 'Quantum Mechanix.' and a limited edition 10" release called 'Superstring Theory' decorated by the mighty CHU himself.


“The cumulative evidence in such books as Dr. Andrija Puharich’s The Sacred Mushroom, John Allegro’s The Sacred Mushroom And The Cross, R. Gordon Wasson’s Soma: Divine Mushroom of Immortality, Robert Graves’ revised fourth edition of The White Goddess, Professor Peter Furst’s Flesh Of The Gods, Dr. Western LaBarre’s The Peyote Cult and Ghost Dance: Origins of Religion, Margaret Murray’s The Witch Cult in Western Europe, etc., leaves little doubt that the beginning of Religion (awareness of, or at least belief in, Higher Intelligences) is intimately linked with the fact that--shamans in Europe, in Asia, in the Americas, in Africa—have been dosing their nervous systems with metaprogramming drugs since at least 30’000 B.C. –Robert Anton Wilson, Cosmic Trigger, pg. 147.

Can Philosophy phlosofly?
During the decade of the naughties (00-10) I have read roughly 70% of the above material, plus other material, neuro-chemical, alchemical, mythological, botanical, paranormal, etymological, everything and anything I could find, some of which texts turned-up for me in the strangest of places. Most titles have been more widely available recently due to the sharing power of Internet.


Fly hope to unify the unique symbiotic and etymological cross-roads, observable in nature, in ancient literature, fairy lore, medical journals, species taxonomy records, etc., of the 'Amanita Muscaria' (the red and white spotted fly agaric), flies' (drosophilia melanogaster), toads and mushroom munching human Apes. This network of connectivity between different species spills out from the worlds of scientific taxonomy into the dark recesses of alchemy, magick, shamanism. MING.

Flies are attracted to the Amanita mushroom's sweet n' sour scent, drink sap and fall drunk, providing an easy meal for any hungry toad that may have picked up this evolutionary knowledge over the past few hundred thousand years.

Remarkably this relationship has manifested in our common phrase “Toadstool”. The Colorado Bufo’ toad (Bufo Alvarius) and some other species of Toad actually carry a highly psychoactive substance on their backs. Why have humans evolved receptors to these natural highs? Some of these questions are addressed in my reworking of the W.B Yeats play: At The Hawks Well.


Poisonous: DO NOT EAT, Fly.
Some mushrooms and some toads transport psychedelic drugs. Alcohol, coffee, tobacco, sugar, marijuana are drugs to enable access to certain altered state's of consciousness, and although the question of defining an un-altered state of consciousness remains a tricky one for me, I propose that those plants and processes' that stimulate alterations in human consciousness are of importance for scientific medicine, psychology, and philosophy. And I feel are critical for any definition of humanity. JEN JIN CHING MING. Humanitas.


Our brains have evolved intricate chemical locks especially shaped for the psychoactive drugs, we have been hardwired to get high, it seems. This neurological fact might provide good feedback to defining the wrong headedness associated with the failed, and failing, 'prohibition policy' towards some drugs, but interestingly 'Amanita Muscaria' the fly agaric; is not a scheduled drug in most countries rather its simply labelled Poisonous: DO NOT EAT.

Most human deaths that occur from eating Mushrooms are from eating Amanita's without a clear understanding of dosage. Low doses are more likely to give a medicinal effect, medium doses a aphrodisiac-like effect and high doses Visionary. But these doses vary depending on what species, what geographical location and all the personal details of the individual. Many of the authors mentioned have extensive knowledge of the pharamacology and dosage and set and settings best suited to Amanita experiences. Please consult them if you are reading this and considering taking Amanita Itself.

Three Major Textual Influenzas
There are three texts, besides those mentioned by RAW and RAW’s works, that I would recommend as head-texts that helped shape my ‘fly agaric 23’ avatar.

Peter Lamborn Wilson’s 'Ploughing The Clouds: The Search For Irish Soma'
Terence Mckenna’s 'True Hallucinations',
Giorgio Samorini’s 'Animals and Psychedelics.'

Arms Durber Trilogy by STEVEFLY

Seeking the High Priest of Synchronicity to find the King of coincidence.
After a house fire and many marvellous dreams recalled around the turn of the Millennium, I decided to go seek Dr. Wilson in the USA, as he seemed to me to have the best looking blueprint for culutral revolution and posed the best questions to authority I had ever heard.

Whatever he put his gaze to seemed to dissolve into a range of new models and possibilities of interpretation, always teaming exit points and safe houses, guides and jokes, well sourced references and links to those continuing the work today, covering the bases of modern thought in a comprehensive web of scientific philosophy. RAW created an internet before internet.

Moving the mind in many directions at once, Bob seemed to share all, and demonstrate great revolutionary linguistic agility we could all learn from.

I was so enthralled by the power of RAW’s optimistic brain food that I became so high and optimistic that I figured due to the lack of Robert Anton Wilson media in my immediate environment, I should make a journey to go and make some and bring it on home.


I planned to go to the Prophets Conference in Sante Fe, New Mexico and record Bob live with my mini-disc recorder, and then race home to use the recordings in new songs, produced to spread RAW wisdom across the dance floor and the airwaves wherever possible. But to use the new electronic music as a carrier for the RAW wisdom wave.

Ste Millennium tension:
It was April 2000 A.D, the Millennium was our oyster, an emergent generation of tech-wizards, DJ’s, street writers, ravers, trippers and smokers were rising up against the old order of authoritarian rule, the government fraudsters, militarists and corporate bullies.

After the powerfully inspiring images of the 1999 Seattle protests together with the equally inspired local ‘reclaim the streets’ protest in Birmingham I was convinced something wonderful was happening, the shitstem' could not hold much longer' I thought, here now new yoof' are having bare fun in the face of authority. High happy and unwilling to cooperate with the New World Order of Tony Blair and New Labour.

For me the great dream of an alternative drug policy to prohibition and a responsible decriminalization method, at the least concerning Marijuana seemed to be just around the corner in 1999. The IRA had stopped their bombing campaign, and the war in Bosnia cleared up pretty fast, and only cost about 40 Billion and countless lives and millions of displaced peoples. Consciousness became the great frontier once more and art and culture made giant leaps and bounds in a matter of months, 1996-2000, telecommunications changed everything for us kids, the global village was waking up at the Millennium. But I thought Marshall McLuhan was a detroit Techno DJ at that point.

New and encouraging scientific study’s were being published around the world, and Millions joined in efforts directed at letting their governments know that in the case of Marijuana, millions of smoke it often and you cannot stop us all or jail us all.

And, 'why not save a lot of money, time, effort, and human humiliation and change the damn failed prohibition model, bring in the new model based on the new research and latest studies from around the world, the pooled resources of the best minds and research.

Why not adopt a responsible global drug policy that puts human lives and harm-reduction at the top of its priority list, so that we can define humanity more clearly. Most Cannabis users and psychedelic users I have met have a similar humanitarian streak in them and their community that can be distinguished from the Alchohol and Cocaine users, who from my experience often exhibit the intolarence. But I am biased here, after all.


In my naive optimism I thought that simply communicating the great scientific research from the likes of Robert Anton Wilson, Tim' Leary, Mckenna, Lilly and others would be sufficient to influence policy, or at least help them formulate good questions and have some good debate. Unbridled optimism was the order of the day' thought fly agaric.

The conference in Santa Fe turned up a number of meaningful coincidences' and remarkable meetings that set me on the trajectory to spending almost five years in the United States, meeting and studying with RAW and basically, living out an American dream full of synchronicity and remarkable meetings that I suspect will lead many to question my claim that it was an 'unplanned trip' for the most part.

The first major coincidence I was confronted with in Santa Fe was my meeting of two friends, who shared my interest in John Lilly and Robert Anton Wilson, and who both shared my birthday: April 15th!

Oily Thursday at Finnegans Wake by STEVEFLY

I mention that they were John Lilly fans because they had a copy of the rare and out of print “Programming and Metaprogramming the Human Bio-computer", little did I know that only two weeks later I would be meeting with Dr. Lilly face to face and working as a volunteer at a week-long symposium held in his honour called “Gilding The Lilly”. To my astonishment Jack Sarfatti, Saul Paul Sirag, and some others scientists I was familiar with from RAW's work were speaking at this event.

The second meaningful coincidence that struck me on my birthday in Santa Fe, was realized when the sad announcement was made that Robert was ill and could not make it to the event. It was at this moment, in a flash, (while I was receiving a round of sympathetic applause from six-hundred or so new age witches and war-locks for travelling so far all the way from Birmingham to the conference) I recalled a dream I had had roughly 6 months previously in which I was sitting in my ex-college mobile classroom in Stourbridge awaiting RAW, we waited and waited for him to arrive but he did not show up.

I have the dream in my notebooks that will soon be available along with this text, I was not so innocently bumping into...I was seeking it, looking for adventure and experimenting with visualizations of new connections between things.

This positive worldview certainly churned up some interesting results in my realm-time experienced existential reality, characters from 'Cosmic Trigger' were showing up in the flesh, and the author himself was right around the corner.

S.F Bezerkley
Within 2 months of living in Berkeley California I was plugged into a network of characters that already seemed impossible to dream up a Philip K. Dick plot, made possible by the wonderful close friends of mine who temporarily adopted me and enabled me to stay in the bay area.

I had shared space in S.F with: Dennis Mckenna, Mark Pesce, Erik Davis, Bruce Sterling, Michio Kaku, Ralph Abraham, Edgar Mitchell, RAW and many more of that cutting edge techno-shamanistic tribe.

Most of these remarkable meetings were made possible by my loose affiliation with the audio-archivist organization called soundphotosynthesis, and, as a volunteer I was fortunate to meet a colorful array of scientists, artists, musicians and kind friends at the events I worked at. I worked on editing audio/video material from the Sound Photo Archive shortly after I returned to San Francisco in December 2000.

Maybe I was naive to be hanging around with a bohemian group of scientists and intellectuals flaunting my music, asking shallow questions hacked out of something I read, but, I made incredible friends and had many priceless adventures through this synchro 'net-mesh' on the edge of a paradigm shift lifted straight out from a page of Cosmic Trigger IV.

Flight AA23.
The journeyman returned to the UK in July 2000 with a hell of a tale to tell. With a heedfull' of new things.

One drizzly day I got a request from the organizers of the Prophets Conference asking me if I would like to join RAW at the up-coming con in Palm Springs due to the fact that Bob now required a care-giver, due to him being confined to a wheel chair most of the time.

I remember a huge smile striking my face. Somehow in the relatively short period of approx. 5 years since encountering his work I had the rare chance to meet with someone I regarded as the smartest guy on the planet and the great hope for all-humanity in 2000 A.D. The global village was awakening and RAW was the voice of a Universal synthesis, I thought.

When my air ticket to Chicago arrived in the mail I was dazzled to read: flight number 'AA23' and promptly flashed it to Richard Metzger, Brian Jones and Bob in his hotel room on the evening we got high together in Palm Srings.

Bright Knife-Blade-Voice
Without any planned accomadation in Palm Springs I simply walked out the airport with my bags, and explored the strange looking city. Nothing like San Francisco.

After shopping at a small store for bread and cream cheese I found myself half a mile from the store walking up a long Palm Springs boulevard to discover I did not have a knife or tool to slice bread or spread cream cheese. Moments after I realized this fact, walking up a long concrete path flanked by neat spiky green grass, something caught the corner of my right eye, glistening in the sunlight, I looked and to my astonishment spotted a stainless steel knife sticking out from the grassy knowl.

Hesitating I finally plucked the knife from the grass, wiped it clean on my jeans and carried on walking while enjoying my cream-cheese roll in some style. I hereby swear this tale is true, and it has me baffled to this day.

Super-String Theory: Hidden Chamber Arkestra
I met Surinder Sandhue on a council led music class for the unemployed held in Dudley around 1997. After more than 2 years of collaboration outside of the class I manufactured 200 ten inch vinyl records featuring 3 tracks: SUPERSTRING THEORY movement one', and 'movement two' and 'Ganga Puja'.


Terence Mckenna, Robert Anton Wilson, Timothy Leary, Hakim Bey, Ken Kessey and William S. Burroughs were the authors I was tripping with in the late 1990's, plus Michio Kaku whose 1994 book "Hyperspace" influenced me to take on 'super-string theory' as a new piece of additional data in my theory of 'synchronicity'.

In the context of the chapter from Cosmic Trigger titled: ERP and BELL's Theorem, I, in my tiny mind, thought I might help give creedence to RAW's multi-world model's and methodological multi-verse theory, communicated in various stylistic textual methodologies, or books you might say. You can see the photographs included in this book, of the SUPERSTRING THEORY vinyl disks that I created to honour this strong intuition.

Jumping forward a few years, I was sitting at a lecture held in San Francisco (actually, due to RAW not showing in Santa Fe' at the Prophets Conference 14-16 April 2000 A.D., I decided to take the grey-dog up to San Francisco where some kind folks I met had invited me to stay with them there, more adventurous than simply catching my flight home) where Saul Paul Sirag was presenting information based upon mathematician G. Spencer Brown and the "Laws Of Form". I spoke with Saul briefly, and with Jack Sarfatti who I had had some previous contact through email, and who I was somewhat familiar with from reading Quantum Psychology, The Illuminati Papers and Cosmic Trigger.


Jack and Jack and the Coffee.
Late May 2000 A.D, I met an incredible Jazz bass player at yet another conference called "PLANETWORKERS", who synchronistically was playing a show that week with a Berkeley based pianist called Jack Perla, Jack had recently collaborated with my musical buddy from Wolverhampton Surinder, along with another Berkeley based saxophone and clarinet player called George Brooks. I was aware of these characters too, from hanging out in Surinder's studio (98-2000) and felt a strange loop kick in while chatting with Kai.

Due to this notable synchronicity, I got the crazy notion to produce a collaborative project between Jack Perla the pianist and Jack Sarfatti the post-quantum physicist. What might have been something I thought up using my turntables and minidisc recorder rig six months ago had manifested itself as a strong physical collaborative possibility in existensial spacetime. Wow.

I arranged a meeting between the three of us at a Cafe' in Northbeach and It turned out not to have lead to any collaborative musical recordings between us, but an interview at Jack's apartment with Saul Paul Sirag himself, that I have only recently transcribed and hyperlinked, here. Maybe I will remix some of Jack Perla's Piano and Jack Sarfatti's post-quantum lecture material together someday?

The Net
So I seemed to have physically entered Doctor John Lilly's "Network", as described by RAW in Cosmic Trigger, and what's remarkable is that I was somewhat aware of this network, in as much as I was aware that John Lilly appears throughout the book that had pulled me into this synchro-mesh. Now, I thought, I have some evidence and some proof. I can bring back the knowledge gained from some of the architect's of that book and begin to show and share some of the scientific principles contained within.


I was very fortunate to be playing music with a variety of Bay Area musicians, among them a recently formed jam band project called Garaj Mahal, who kindly shared their stage, recordings and music with me throughout the rest of my American journey up to October 31st 2005.


This combination of music and science, and open psychedelic studies was a huge influence on me and helped me realize a better society, generally, where the Police were pretty tolerant of Marijuana smoking, and art and artists were out on the streets and in the parks, out among the community. I could sense the torsion field carved by the 1960's cultural explosion.

The local business model and economy were seemingly centered around creative industries, although unbeknownst to me I was in San Francisco on the cusp of the dot com crash. But to me the telecommunication infrastructure was 20 years ahead of what I knew growing up in the black country and the crooked intolerant' Dudley council.

Bob Marley and the Wailer's
After being hired as DJ for a week at the New Orleans Jazz and Heritage Festival, I decided to stay on in NOLA, being that I had finally met back up with my two friends from Sante Fe' 3 years later, who I shared my birthday with.

I was in full support and total Ecstasy of Ben's idea to take a road trip in his SUV all the way to Santa Cruz where Bob was guest of honor at the premier of the documentary movie MAYBELOGIC: THE LIVES AND IDEAS OF ROBERT ANTON WILSON. With associate producer credits generously given to 'fly agaric 23'.

The movie was to open on the 23rd of July, 2003, and we had to go. Besides finding a hot stash of RAW titles on the road and tripping balls in the Moab desert, Las Vegas Casino's and beyond, one memorable and remarkable synchronistic intersection point stands out for me.

While on the road with Ben we had a stash of CD's and were listening to the radio infrequently, but on one occasion we did listen to the radio while it played a Bob Marley and The Wailers song, we listened to it because we had just been playing a Bob Marley Album on CD and we had just reached the west most tip of San Francisco, literally on the beach after travelling for eight days from way down in Louisiana.

When the classic song ended we were both shocked to hear the radio presenter dedicate the Wailer's song to the huge whale that had washed up on the same beach that we parked at, in fact, the huge headless whale corpse was only roughly five hundred meters from us. This must have been around July 21st 2003 I believe.

Ben and I made it to the movie premier and were fortunate to bump into bob making an exit out of the back door to the theatre. We were taking a reefer break and Ben asked him some question that I now forget, and Bob answered with a few words climbing into the old black Jaguar that then sped off into the Santa Cruz night.

BEAR HOME MIX: DJ FLY AGARIC 23 by flyagaric23

From Toad Slime To Ectasy
Since meeting for dinner with RAW, Nancy and Paul Krassner at the Prophets Con. Palm Springs I loosely kept in touch by email. One day in 2002 while I was working at the record Label Cosmic Flux Musiq based on Haight and Filmore street, San Francisco, I received email from Paul informing everyone he was compiling a book of 'anecdotal' drug tales and would be accepting submissions, so that night I worked on a very short story describing my first Psilocybin journey at age 16 and then sent it off the same week.

To my astonishment and gratitude to Paul the story was included in the book that was first published in 2003 by Ronin Press, but has since moved to 'ten speed press', with the title 'MAGIC MUSHROOMS AND OTHER HIGHS: FROM TOAD SLIME TO ECSTASY'. I was pretty surprised to find that Paul has used the 'fly agaric' infused reindeer piss, piss drinking shamans analogy, combined in close proximity with a joke about licking the top right hand corner of page 23, to get high loaded.

9th Septermber 1999 at nine minutes past nine.
Graffiti artist CHU and I had arranged to record a happening at around 9.00 P.M, under the stourbridge viaduct with drums, shakers, voice-box and two recordings devices, a dictaphone and a minidisc. The results can be heard within the audio archive, here.

The amazing synchronicity that Chu and I were a part of that night on our way to the viaduct was the intersection of two double-dekker buses right in front of us, as we crossed the road. The bus that travels from Birmingham to Stourbridge is the number nine bus. Part of our subsequent adventures are partially chronicled at the godisturber web page.

Synchronic Wake
As I hope you have noticed by now I am leaning heavy on my experiences of synchronicity to pinpoint the dates and places upon my ten year journey. Combined with the process of tabulating my dream diaries and notebooks from over this period I aim to create a new digitally networked interface, whereby others can sift through the media I have correlated from my research and expereinces so far.

I hope that this process will keep within my philosophical outlook that recently gained traction from the combination of reading Joseph Campbell's book 'The Hero With A Thousand Faces, and watching the movie 'McLuahn's Wake' just a weeks after diving back into C.G. Jung's 'Mankind and His Symbols', in preparation for my own dream interpretations.

Shannanigums Wave Book III Chapter 11 Page 67. by flyagaric23

Pick N' Mix rag bag.
In writing this autobiographical account of my trip to the US I feel it necessary at this early stage to pay further tribute to Dr. Wilson and his work in progress 'the tale of the tribe' that features approx. thirteen characters that carry us through the ages of modern man into post modern, 21st century neurospace.

This network of characters and there ideas are therefore attractive for applying to many other areas of research, which for me has grown into an interactive novel-game called 'OUR HISTORYS BACK' but here I wish to turn the tribe on 'fly agaric' or rather some of the principles I have been expounding on so far, namely, epistemology, mythology, birth-death-rebirth cycles, synchronicity, symbiosis, etc,.

The recurring theme I see is the process of becoming over and over again, as consciousness maybe akin to a tape loop, recording and erasing and remembering somethings. In particular Bruno, Vico, Nietzsche, Yeats, Pound, Joyce and McLuhan can be somewhat generalized as having process oriented motions through their works, the the turning of a spiral-vortex of energy, accumulative, the living cosmos, the recorsi.

Coincidance Town 111 by STEVEFLY

Philosofly & Finnegans Awake
Tens of Zillions of critters get high, fall down, sleep and wake up into nature, and this universal process of inebriation can be scientifically demonstrated as a chemical processes in the nervous system. Evolution through inebriation, may therefore imply chemical compounds found naturally abundant such as Peyote buttons, Psilocybin mushrooms, Cannabis, Amanita Caps, etc,. that contain the right chemical mixture and alchemical neurological harmony to bring about vivid highs, sleeps and wakes as we witness in every facet of life.

Lewis Carroll incorporated these chemical reactions into "Alice through the looking glass", utilizing a 'spacetime' morphing literary device, and he included the toadstool symbolism.

The awakening, uprising, resurrection, and coming again, commodius vicus orecirculation, epiphanies, comfortably communicate the "epiphany in synchronicity" I get when reading Joyce's 'Finnegans Wake'.

Magical resurrections can be witnessed, by the seeker in the process about which the Book lends it's title 'Finnegans Wake: an irish Ballad in which a fallen Tim Finnegan is presumed dead, but then springs back to life at his own wake, spirited up out of his coffin by some spilt elixer, song, dance and tales.

Drunken fruit flies, Drunken Amanita eaters and Tim Finnegan communicate my philosofly of evolution through inebriation, partly, and modified from the Lazarus hypothesis put forward by the Italian Botanist Giorgio Samorini.

Final thoughts upon final thoughts of a final (vinyl) theory
In a hazelnut shell, I figure the world is best described as language itself, to propose anything else other than language is romantic and sweet, but ultimately leads to confusion, paradox and terrible surprises of primal beauty.

Therefore my philosophy of Filosofly is what I do, I write and investigate the mythological and etymological pastures where Amanita Musicaria grows, with the added satisfaction of having a large body of academic works on the subject to construct my hypernetwork of connections.

My travels and tales reflect how I picked up some of these ideas and what I have done with them, my synthesis. I hope that others might use some of them, especially the synchroniticities and dreams' that have been somewhat out of my consious control and contain strange interference from an unknown organizing synergy. All feedback is welcome.

--Steve Fly Agaric 23.
Edited Feb. 2010.