Secondary sight & Other views

What say you to the idea that sight
is but the secondary purpose
of our visual system?

This is the claim of a German man, Peter Grunwald who currently lives in NZ. His sight was once so bad that he wore glasses in the shower. Now he travels the world (& his shower) without specs & teaches his ‘views’ to those with ears to hear.

He sees our eyes & all they are attached to i.e. us, in a radically different way. And as far as he is concerned the PRIMARY function of our visual system is the coordination of our mental, emotional & physical states.

X marks the spot?

I have been working on a kind of widescreen format of ideas lately & this secondary idea fitted well with where I have wandered & wondered…

Which is contemplating more & more the idea that life is not at all like we think we know it.

Contemplating that what we do & what we see are two very different things indeed. Contemplating the idea that we are supposed to be creating & linking with magic, each day, but that somewhere along the way we had the magician knocked out of us.

As mentioned In the Ma’at Ariel World, I have been looking at material about material for a while. The whole world of spinning & weaving has drawn my attention time & again, especially in relation to the bigger picture of the universal tapestry within which we currently find, or have lost, ourselves.

For century upon century, spinning & weaving (& the fabrics that they birthed) were highly valued. We in our world of hard logic will no doubt say that this was because they needed clothes & blankets & suchlike for warmth & survival.

Well what if clothes’n’blankets’n’suchlike were the secondary purpose of weavers & spinners?
What if their main function, was the co-creation of their world? I’m suggesting that as they spun & wove their threads, they were also symbolically & literally spinning & weaving their world – a partnership with reality (of epic creative proportions). What if the peoples of old were (k)not blots on the landscape, rather they were the weavers of it? What if as their hands spun & wove, a ritual was carried out, one that ensured the continued creation of life?


What about food? What if it’s function as nourishment for our bodies is it’s secondary purpose? What if food has a vitally important primary function? What might it be?

How about as a re-connecter of humanity?

There can’t be many more pleasurable experiences than sharing a meal with friends. Food is an absolute essential of all celebration, why is that do you think? Just what exactly does our daily bread or focaccia actually symbolise? And why is Jesus a wafer?

I recently asked a French pastry chef I know, if he thought that food was more than just food. He gave me a slightly ‘Are you stupid or what?’ look before replying “Of course.” Keeping up my ‘Yes I really am stupid’ image I asked further “So if someone said that nourishment was the secondary reason for eating would you agree?” he answered “Yes” with absolute certainty. I trust a Frenchman with an answer to a food question in the same way I would trust a child with a question about play.

Is food the nourishment of the human (& humanity/Earth) bond? The daily affirmation of our RITE to be? I have been wondering about all those times when people have starved to death – did death came because of the lack of cell nourishment or was it primarily through the denial of the bond that food asserts? Just as babies will die without touch, will humans cease to exist without the sacred bond of what perhaps should be called, ‘soul food’?

When I was growing up food was a definite issue. Both my sister & I struggled mightily with a vicious cycle of unvarying & unappetising food, one ‘offering’ in particular would often make us retch. Emotionally & spiritually my family got very sick & I spent a number of months in hospital as an anorexic. Until I started contemplating food as more than food I could never understand the gut wrenching feelings that this issue brought up in me.

Perhaps the reason we find it hard to cook just for ourselves is because at a deeper level we understand that food is really about connecting & reconnecting.

A third secondary look I want to touch on, is touch. This topic has been a big part of my recent researching.

Touch is the first sense to develop & thereafter it never switches off. All of us learned this world through the touch of our mouths (as babies) & later through the direct contact of our hands & various parts of our anatomy. Our first emotional bonds are created through skin (& the food it brings). We only know something when we have touched/felt it. We learn by ‘hands on’ experience. Our fingertips & mouths are laden with sensors for feeling, touching, tasting, interacting & communicating with each other & with our world.

We are a world within a world designed to interact in a deeply physical way.

Mention the importance of touch & I virtually guarantee the topic of Romanian orphans dying from lack of touch will, be introduced. The media has made damn sure we understand that touch is important for the development of babies – hmmm… I wonder if in today’s media-medicated world, a ‘development‘, is the collective noun for a group of babies?

What if ‘development’, or it’s softer (but still media-popular term) ‘nurturing’ is the secondary role of touch?

What if touch is about the transference of ancient knowledge?

What if touch grounds the toucher or touchee in the same way that the earth grounds lightning – opening the door to our bodies by unlocking the tower door of our minds?

What if our skins talk to each other, releasing our untold stories?

From the sculpture “The Skin Speaks a Language Not It’s Own(Bharti Kher)

A book I’m currently reading states there was a time when touch was a very important part of healing, but the use of drugs removed that need – I wonder why?

It seems that we’re communicating less and less through touch. Apart from technology that stands in the way, increased awareness of inappropriate touch is also discouraging positive touch.”

What I’m looking at here with thoughts of weaving & food & touch is but a taster of what can be looked at. I’m suggesting that we are a physical race whose primary existence has been vandalised & denied. I suggest that for every secondary-scientific-reasoning applied to humanity (& this world), there is a primary purpose that is felt but unseen, known but hidden from us, craved (by the human heart) but denied existence by the business of maintaining a society directed to increased productivity.

When I went looking to see if I could see where we lost touch, I was drawn to the Industrial Revolution, or should I say When the Machines Came.

I recently read an interesting book called The Body has a Mind of It’s Own. Although the authors prefer to stay within scientific parameters, it did contain new ways of seeing. My understanding of what was said goes like this –
‘as far as our brains are concerned we are more than the body which greets us in the mirror. Our brains map all the space within arms reach as a part of us. Whats more when we are holding or using something, then that too becomes mapped as a part of us.

The knife becomes an extension of the self. And even though it’s made of metal we can feel the food as we reshape it. We can also feel our way (& our selves) through larger objects like cars – it’s as if they become a part of us.

But what would happen if machines got too big for us & we could no longer feel our way?

The Industrial Revolution was a period from the 18th to the 19th century where major changes in agriculture, manufacturing, mining, and transport had a profound effect on the socioeconomic and cultural conditions in the United Kingdom. The changes subsequently spread throughout Europe, North America, and eventually the world. The onset of the Industrial Revolution marked a major turning point in human history; almost every aspect of daily life was eventually influenced in some way… Historians agree that the Industrial Revolution was one of the most important events in history.”

It changed the Western world from a basically rural and agricultural society to a basically urban and industrial society.”

What happened when a people used to working with hand-held tools, were driven by necessity to work with vast & previously unheard of machines? What happened to a people that could no longer connect with the goods they made because they themselves were now simply a cog in a machine or part of an assembly line? What happened to a people whose time was legally stolen by industry? In what must be one of the greatest business coups of all time, employers claimed both the time & the production of their workers, the magnificent two for one deal that still applies today.

What happens to the soul when all the hours of daylight are confined within factory walls

She locked me in a jail of dismal walls
unjudged & yet condemned
to spend my life enslaved
amongst the grief & groans of men

What happened to a people when quantity or increased productivity became a god?

I feel that this is the time period where humanity began to lose touch & that which is the Western World began to creeper it’s way into the fibres of our beings. Here is where the race of the rats began.

A woman ‘alone’, stands beside a combing machine. Once upon her time, a hundred women would have combed the stuff of life into those threads.

Now up till a short while ago, I thought I would give some examples to round off this theory & leave it there, but some symboly thingys caught my eyes, did a little jig in my brain & insisted that I take a walk on the ritualistic side & wonder a while longer.

What if it is vital to live life symbolically?

vital late 14c., “of or manifesting life,” from L. vitalis “of or belonging to life”.”

What if the actions I undertake during my day, are, at some level ,vitally important to the well-being of this world. What if I am meant to imbue my activities with blessings & create with passion because it is that which fertilises the world that will be my (& your) tomorrow?

If this arousing time period is a chance for us to break out of an energy-prison, then those who have much invested in keeping the door padlocked, must have seen this prison break committee a-coming. A build up of a couple of hundred years would have been about right – a period of intense traumatisation & dehumanising of humans, combined with the phenomenally successful mind fucks of two world wars, topped off with a new religion, Hol(l)yworld & a nouveau god, the Webbed-One & hey presto you have m’asses of asses.

Of particular interest to anthropologists has been the role of ritual in structuring life crises, human development, religious enactment and entertainment.
Certain anthropologists… treat ritual as social action aimed at particular transformations often conceived in cosmic terms… they become a sort of
cosmic event, one stretching into “eternity”.

In order to weave some magic unspellings we first need to ride our time machine back prior to the Industrial Revolution (don’t worry I’ve packed some sandwiches.)

The Wiki page on ‘When the Machines Came’ apprises us of the following;

However recent research… has challenged the traditional, supply-oriented interpretation of the Industrial Revolution.
Lewis Mumford has proposed that the Industrial Revolution had its origins in the early Middle Ages, much earlier than most estimates. He explains that the model for standardised mass production was the printing press and that “the archetypal model for the industrial era was the clock“. He also cites the monastic emphasis on order and time-keeping, as well as the fact that medieval cities had at their centre a church with bell ringing at regular intervals as being necessary precursors to a greater synchronisation necessary for later, more physical, manifestations such as the steam engine

Now I find I’m becoming a picky little sifter when it comes to being tolled things – I find there are a few nuggets to keep & many, many dusty words to discard.

Here’s what I found in my symbology-sifting word-pan.

In the beginning (of the Industrial Revolution) was the word (printing press). Not just any words, but the written word. Just what impact was there on humanity when the tradition of passing stories through the voice ended. What happened when our eyes replaced our ears?

In mechanical watches and clocks, an escapement is a device which converts continuous rotational motion into an oscillating or back and forth motion, creating the familiar ticking noise… The importance of the escapement in the history of technology is that it was the key invention that made the all-mechanical clock possible. This development in 13th century Europe initiated a change in timekeeping methods from continuous processes, such as the flow of water in water clocks, to repetitive oscillatory processes, such as the swing of pendulums.” (wiki).

Is this where time got (c)locked? Is this where humanity learned what time looks like? A machine ticking forever past 12 frozen numbers – an endless mechanical circle counting down our days.

Words & numbers –
Two special spells to initiate the touch down of the Industrial Revolution?

Now look at this;

Starting in the later part of the 18th century there began a transition in parts of Great Britain’s previously manual labour and draft-animal–based economy towards machine-based manufacturing. It started with the mechanisation of the textile industries, the development of iron-making techniques and the increased use of refined coal… The introduction of steam power… underpinned the dramatic increases in production capacity…The impact of this change on society was enormous.” (Wiki)

What if creation must take place on a symbolical level? What if the Industrial Revolution was a giant ‘initiated’ creation. Before I plough on & in case you hadn’t realised, I will mention that I work simply & deeply with intuition & gut feelings, often mixed with synchronicity & a great deal of research. I’m not an expert or initiate of anything. What follows is pure gut-work

If the Industrial Revolution was a spell, I would expect to see the four elements of magic –earth, air, fire & water being invoked. Here’s what I have seen;


Iron was needed to make the railway tracks, steam locomotives and the giant Watt steam engines that pumped the mines and provided energy to run factory machinery

the Earth’s core is believed to consist largely of an iron-nickel alloy constituting 35% of the mass of the Earth as a whole. Iron is consequently the most abundant element on Earth.

Iron in mythology and folklore has a long and varied tradition throughout the world. As human blood smells of iron of which it is largely constituted, and blood in many traditions is equated with the life-force, similarly iron and minerals have been attributed as being the blood or life-force of the Earth.”

The metal iron was sometimes represented by the symbol for the the planet Mars. This is also the symbol for ‘man’.”


It [the Industrial Revolution] started with the mechanisation of the textile industries

– ahhh the fabric of the universe? That which in ancient times was believed woven by a variety of goddesses. I can’t help but equate fabric/textiles with the element of air.

Fire & Water – The combination of fire & water created something very potent-

The steam engine was arguably the most important technology of the Industrial Revolution

The Corliss steam engine was a symbol of the nineteenth-century belief in progress and industry

RMS Titanic was the largest steamship in the world when she sank in 1912

From our phoenix’s point of overview we have a huge concentration of the elements within a relatively short period of time. A whole new world was born from machines, the only human labour involved was that of feeding their time (lives) to the new metal mothers.

Now there was one more revolutionay industrial element that kept calling my attention. I won’t give you three guesses because I just don’t think you’re going to get it.

Also important was the 1756 rediscovery of concrete (based on hydraulic lime mortar) by the British engineer John Smeaton, which had been lost for 13 centuries.”

Be honest now, who was really going to say that?

If there was a nifty little descriptor for the mess we’ve gotten ourselves or been herded into, I reckon ‘concrete’ would fit nicely. One pair of cement boots per adult is provided free of charge on entry into the adult world. We live in concrete jungles. Anywhere there is a large population of human, there will you find copious quantites of concrete.

What if it’s existence as a building material is a secondary function? Could it have symbolical significance? What might be it’s primary purpose?

What about freezing time? Or even human transformation, in the same way that concrete blocks the growth of nature in cities. What if our concrete junglar city (b)locks, are built to (b)lock out a positive energy or hold in in a negative one? What is the effect on our visual pathways of constant concrete vistas? Why did concrete magically reappear here at the very beginning of the Industrial Revolution after an absence of 13 centuries?

Concrete is a very strong building material. Historical evidence also points that Romans used Pozzalana, animal fat, milk and blood as admixtures for building concrete.”

Nothing ritualistic there then. I wonder what today’s mixtures contain?

Back to Mr Smeaton;

Smeaton’s work led to a more widespread use of concrete throughout England and further advances in technology” & “Smeaton’s research into the use of better raw materials in concrete led to expanded use of concrete thorughout Europe in the 1800s.”

Wiki says this of Mr Smeaton
John Smeaton, FRS, (8 June 1724 – 28 October 1792) was an English civil engineer – often regarded as the “father of civil engineering” – responsible for the design of bridges, canals, harbours and lighthouses. He was also a more than capable mechanical engineer and an eminent pysicist. He was associated with the Lunar Society. He was the first self-proclaimed civil engineer.”

You did spot it didn’t you?

The Lunar Society of Birmingham was a dinner club and informal learned society of prominent industrialist, natural philosophers and intellectuals who met regularly between 1765 and 1813 in Birmingham, England…”

WARNING: We interrupt this wiki regurgitation for a gullibility test. If you have NOT taken your Gullibility Prevention medication today then please DO NOT attempt to read the next sentence;

“… At first called the Lunar Circle, “Lunar Society” became the formal name by 1775. The name arose because the society would meet during the full moon, as the extra light made the journey home easier and safer in the absence of street lighting.”

Well that was a good thinking wasn’t it. Clever name too, almost sounds like it could have been a little knees-up of the Industrially Revolutionary forefathers. Forefathering does seem to be soooo important in this new age.

“… a group of Birmingham-area men prominent in the arts, sciences, and theology. Members included [James] Watt (steam engines), Erasmus Darwin (grandad to Charles), Josiah Wedgewood and Joseph Priestly (discovered Oxygen-not sure where he found it). The Society met each month near the full moon. Members of the Society have been given credit for developing concepts and techniques in science, agriculture, manufacturing, mining, and transport that laid the groundwork for the Industrial Revolution.”

Interestingly a set of 8 sandstone memorials called Moonstones were unveiled in 1998 in Birmingham, as a tribute to “various members of the Lunar Society… The stones also each have a phase of the moon carved on them, with Watt’s (the man of steam) being the full moon”

Mr Smeaton, the Man of Concrete used his skills to construct the Eddystone lighthouse in Cornwall, England (finished in 1759 – “The shape of Smeaton’s lighthouse was inspired by that of an oak tree” (know your symbology!) – It was dismantled in 1877 and moved, stone by stone, to the Hoe where it was re-erected” ( what a dedicated little bunch of lighthouse worshippers).

And a little more for no extra charge –

The lift equation used by the Wright brothers was due to John Smeaton.” However they “determined with wind tunnels that the Smeaton coefficient was incorrect and should have been 0.0033” (interesting choice of numbers by the lads).

So where do I finsh?

Let’s go back to the beginning, back to seeing differently.

The modern world seems to be incredibly oriented towards the sense of sight. Hearing lags a fair way behind, while the soul builders of taste & touch are nowhere to be seen. What is it about how we see the world & how we ‘view’ the past, that is so damn important that no expense is spared to keep our eyes locked onto all & sundry media menus?

On a recent walk I jotted down the idea that ‘our eyes are keys’. Could this be so? Do our eyes/visual system bring things to life? We’re trained to see images flowing in through our eyes, but what if something flows out? Is it powerful? At the beginning of this year someone invaded my space so inappropriately that without thinking I turned & ‘looked daggers’ at him – not a word was said – he avoided me for rigorously for 6 weeks. So I guess it is powerful.

Can we perhaps sow something amazing through our eyes? If sight is secondary, perhaps we can play even further. Children play make-believe continuously, they have the ability to turn a cardboard box into a house or a boat or a rocket. Or a pot of tea with grass clippings into a delicious beverage.

They are always sacredly serious with their play – is that because they have the power to see & work with the symbolical world that is the primary basis of this world?

All actions that children & animals undertake, they make sacred.

Why is that?

What do they understand that we do not?

What do they see that we do not?

How do they see what we see not?

November 22, 2009. Uncategorized.


  1. linette replied:

    Hi Wise WomanThis comment is not in particular in response to this post but the one on banks but i thought you might see it here. i am very inspired by your work – particularly as i live in NZ (i'm from the UK). I have been inspired to write by some thoughts that have come to me right now about John Key (himself a banker). I've thought that there was something weird about him for a while – on the surface so innocuous…Anyway the sign of Anka (sp?) on your bank page made me think of a key (have you noticed keys are very big in fashion – necklaces, prints on t's etc this season??) mr key has done a couple of things which make me extremely dubious about him. He has pulled money from adult education (anything which doesnt help the world of work) and at the same time for the first time given public funding to private schools (this happens in the UK). He has also reintroduced the knighthood titles – something i just thought meaningless when i first saw it but after reading some of celtic rebels posts…???last night i had a dream, which featured lots of antique style cars (and by the by, boots that didnt fit) and a nice NZ lady (one of those who remind me of firmly middle class english ladies in twin sets) was trying to tell me how great it was. I dont remember much but i remember saying "why are you trying to be like the UK??"Inspired by you i tried some word association with "John" – the thing that popped straight into my head was the strange name my partners son gave his venus fly trap – "John"anyway i'm sorry if i've committed a blogging sin by commenting in a different direction from your post – I hardly ever comment on blogs although i read a lot – but i felt called to tell you how much you've inspired me

  2. Alex Robinson replied:

    Hi LinetteI really appreciated your taking the time to comment – your kindness was just what I needed, when I needed it :)You know I wouldn't know John Key if I fell over him in the street, because I stay away from the news. Nevertheless the thing that has stood out for me from the day I learned he'd 'gotten in' was his highly symbolic name – not for one second do I think that he got in by chance – the key has been placed in a position of power for a reason – is NZ a 'key hole' I wonder? I certainly hope it's not a Venus fly trap :)I didn't know he'd reintroduced knighthood titles – I have strong feelings about them myself.It is wonderful that you are using your wondering talents & remember you can't go wrong with them because there is no right :)All the best to youp.s What part of NZ are you in?

  3. linette replied:

    I'm glad you appreciated my comment – I was a little afraid it was off topic!reading back i realised i used the word 'inspired' 4 times!!! anyway…I'm in the south island – invercargilli have been interested in synchronicity ever since i started to travel – the most amazing things happen when you travel don't they? of course, i thought it was all a conincidence to start with…I wonder if you were a detective or perhaps a detective writer once upon a time? to be more topical – did you know there are some exercises in satyananda yoga to improve the eyesight – i wonder if they are similar to the work of your teacher…my eyesight is very poor – every six months i would go to the optician and it would be .25 points worse. she told me that they are seeing this more and more – people's sight degenerating well into their 20s, much later than before – they think its because of computers.anyway i'm working (playing!) my way through all your posts – they are…inspired!

  4. Alex Robinson replied:

    Hi LinetteSo we've got both islands covered then (I presume you can take care of Stewart Island too :)I recommend you having a read of Peter Grunwald's book – it's called Eyebody (might be in your library) – it gives some very good 'insight'. I think so much is tied up with 'how' we see. I went & got some new glasses recently because my old ones were so scrtached – the optician started talking about what I could expect at 'my age' – I just stopped her real quick & said that I believed that our eyes can heal & that i did not wish to be 'programmed' with 'faulty' thoughts – I stay away from experts as much as I can because their 'assurance' of ill health or deterioration just creeps me out!All the best to you :)

  5. Michael Skaggs replied:

    Alex! Brilliant as always, WOW, what a "smooth read", went down well with a bit of O.J.Amazing idea that we need to learn to see again, perhaps that is what's meant with "eyes to see". The Moonstone group a sneaky bunch it seems, had a good chuckle as the reason for the name of the group!Children and animals should provide people with inspiration! The Industrial Revolution or the Iron Age, has so dumbed down Humanity, our dependence now upon machines is laughable and horrid at the same time.I am re-discovering how important touch and eye contact is, and I DO SO enjoy the food connection! It's as we "were supposed to live"— eat, drink, and make merry!All Blessings to you my friend!Cheers

  6. annemarie replied:

    Wow is right. What a fab-you-lous story Alex :)Are you a little touched in the head or what! hahahahI might have more to comment on later, when I can give this a proper read, but now the hour is late and I'm fading, so must scurry 'round the innernets and return later.ta,

  7. annemarie replied:

    p.s. Your instincts were spot on. Our eyes can heal. We only have to want to see all things and people, including ourselves, as they truly are ;) Oh yeah and a little exercise helps a lot as well. ciao,

  8. Alex Robinson replied:

    Heya MichaelHow's things? Glad you had a chuckle on the moonies, my son reckoned it could be true but then followed up with a comment that it did seem rather strange – considering that they must have been used to living & travelling without street lights back then AND it's not as if there isn't moonlight at other times of the month!Haha I second the eat, drink & be merry idea – I wonder who was the miserable sod who added the death sentence to that phrase – must have been a 'lunatic'!!All blessings right back at you (a hundredfold) my friend :)Hi AnnemarieWell I did get dropped on my head as a kid so does that count? :)Hope you caught up on some zzz's.Yes I think our eyes have very much to offer & as such may be why they are so ceaslessley targeted these days.All the best to you

  9. annemarie replied:

    All food is soul food. Therefore this ageless ad{vice}: Be careful what you eat, lest it consumes you.I endured decades of stomach and digestive problems, including ulcers (from the age of 10) and even went temporarily and completely blind once (same age). None of it had anything to do with the food I ate. Rather it was all due to a steady diet of being mind fucked (primarily by my mother). No exaggeration. I had other dis-eases to overcome too, btw. Some, life threatening ones. And I did. I fully recovered. Took some unusual, atypical, unpopular measures. And miracles happened to me. And all around me too. Including that my child-vision returned. I've been happy. Satisfied ever since. And confidence? I have confidence that I only imagined before. I was, in a very real sense, re-born. Whole again. Not in religion though. Non merci, t'aint for me. So I do know some of…Anorexia means to deny the self. It is the manifestation of extreme fear, self-hatred and rejection. It assaults first the spirit, next the mind, then the body. People with anorexia have consumed too much hatred which was {force} fed to them in early childhood; that wondrous time when we are all magical, growing, innocent and utterly vulnerable. btw, The worst sin of all — I think it's even the only unforgiveable sin in the bible — is to destroy the {holy} Spirit. Which is our essence. Mine, yours, everyone's. We cannot "be as little children" if our spirits are wounded or our essence destroyed. We cannot then self-realize. And that, imo, is our greatest longing/need, to self-actualize. Without that we wither…or die. ? So, I agree with Matthew or whomever in the Bible wrote that bit about sinning against the spirit.That toxic "diet" comes from bitter, brittle people who hate themselves and the world around them. No matter what the appearances, lies or protests to the contrary. Those that admit no wrong, refuse to change, or are never truly remorseful are the worst offenders of all. Narcissistic sociopaths. That is precisely what they are. And, unfortunately, it's an apt description of many people's mothers and/or fathers.Soon enough any child on the receiving end of steady abuse (verbal or physical) will turn the hate inward, onto themselves. A tragic vicious cycle which they can only arrest/overcome by feeding themselves with tender loving care. For themselves. Heal thy self = healthy self Feeding our selves. Tender loving care. It's really the only food any/all of us need. Well, along with croissants of course. But that just goes without saying, n'est-ce pas. :)Oh yeah, remember to touch as many people as you do. Your "touch" is very loving and healing. So much fun and playful too. Don't let anyone tell you other Wise. haha couldn't resist that one. too easy. hahaPills for healing? Please. Who needs stinkin' pills when we've got t-o-u-c-h baby!Concrete, eh? Whenever I see skyscrapers (and they do freakin' scrape our atmosphere and blight our views, don't they) being con-structed I think of mobsters burying bodies in the foundations. Ewww. Must come from a lifetime of reading crime stories and other mysteries. Though I get your great and elaborate point about concrete jungles, I'd argue that those con-structs are actually con-crete (with cretins?) zoos. In which WE are the caged ones. And we emphatically DO NOT belong in these zoos/cages. That's why most of us are either furious mad or madder than hatters… We belong to nature. Not con-crete. And oh how we long to belong, don't we. One last thing, when I remember how to walk on water again (when it freezes over? haha) I'm going to skate on over to New Zealand and say hallo. Take care Alex.ta, ciaoP.S. Beware of Frenchmen baring croissants. hee hee hee

  10. Alex Robinson replied:

    Hiya AnnemarieThanks for your thoughts. We are so totally fluid, flowing majestic, lively beings & NOT machines – I think this is one of the biggies where we're getting so abused – being compared with & related to as machines of productivity – bollocks to that!So very interesting to hear of your stomach complaints ie that which you could 'not stomach' growing up – no matter how much we may pretend our bodies stay loyal to the truth as long as they can, I think that's why they're so targeted now. At present I'm seeing a lady for healing – she talks to my body, & not to me – I really like that. Am glad to hear that you are healed & hale now :)True too about touch, there are more ways to touch than physical too, the eyes can touch & so can words & laughter & smiles.I think concrete, like plastic, has some kind of shutting down or out effect – there's much more to it than smacks you in the eye. Yes I do think you are right, we are certainly caged by it.Ok look forward to seeing you on water – are you bring the croissant bearing (baring)Frenchmen or am I? :)

  11. Devin replied:

    Hey fantastic article as always alex!!!there is indeed nothing more pleasurable (well maybe something i wont mention:-) than sharing a meal!!!I loved the stuff you wrote about the industrial revolution and the clock representing it-or from wiki-whatever it doesnt matter-it is that that it is the perfect thoughtit is strange how just as human lives were supposedly becoming "easier" we were also becoming dehumanized at the same time!!The Romanian orphans and their stories are both horrifying and uplifting in some cases -in the respect that you get a feeling for what a person can survive I have kept a magazine that deals with the HIV positive orphans that i want to cry every time i read the story-or storiesour world is indeed becoming more visually based-i never thought of that before -but i wonder if the sense of sight -which of course is a huge gift-is meant to crowd out all others-well almost anywayI know they say men are very visually based and from what i have seen with both straight and gay men this seems to be the casei loved the humor (humour haha) in some of these images also -in fact i stole like 90 percent of your images!!!all the best in the world to you my friend and i so enjoyed this article as i do all of yours and the comments too!!i hope you are having a beautiful wednesday and rest of the week in New Zealand!!xx

  12. annemarie replied: you stress…

  13. Alex Robinson replied:

    Hi DevinLoved this comment "it is strange how just as human lives were supposedly becoming "easier" we were also becoming dehumanized at the same time!!" – exactly so, but it never gets said!I think the visual system is being deliberatley over-stimulated & yes to crowd out the other senses I feel is definitely a part of that – sight has to be balanced with the other senses – we have to feel what we see in order to get an understanding of it – that's why kids are ALWAYS touching things, they can't help themselves, it's how they learn – we touch bugger all except buttons & machines these days & yet are hands take up the most sensory area in the brain!lol thieve away my friend, that's what kleptomaniac friends are for :)I wish you a wonderful day (pain free of course) in AZ. Say hi to Clementina :)Thanks Annemarie, that was an excellent read!

  14. Jaspal replied:

    I was reading this on the BBC site and it made me think of your article:"Humans 'hear' through their skin Tactile sensations can affect how sound is heard, say researchers Sensations on the skin play a part in how people hear speech, say Canadian researchers.It is already well known that visual cues from a speaker's face can enhance or interfere with how a person hears what is being said." had wanted to mention a sync I had but didn't get time to tell you about it, so I will 'make' time now.I was listening to an audio recording of Bill Hicks, a comedian who died in the 90's but was very funny and spoke about raising peoples conciseness and 3rd eyes, all hidden away in jokes of course. He also identified himself as 'goat boy' or 'Pan', and then sang a song by The Who. This band also had a 'Pan' called Keith Moon, who died at the age of 32, in the same house that Mama Cass died in, also aged 32. Bill Hicks died at the age of 32. 32 is 23, 2/3 is 0.666, all of which has been said before.What was interesting about The Who was that they did this rock 'opera' album called Tommy:'s about a deaf, dumb and blind kid who transcends to a higher level of conciseness. Why do I bring this up? Well, first of all your article that asks if our senses are really our senses, in Greek mythology, the one who could ‘see’ into the future was always a blind person. Then our good friend Reg Dwight keeps on popping up whenever there is a performance of this song, in film, on stage, and he is always the 'Pinball Wizard'.I also looked into Pan, which means ‘all’ in Greek (though Wikipedia tells us not to confuse the two words Which makes sense to me, if all there was in the world was chaos, then Pan would be all, being the trickster and agent of chaos. The little boy who wouldn't grow up, Peter Pan. Peter comes from the root Pater meaning father, so it adds to the weight that Pan is older than us all.Pan is also associated with Capricorn, half goat, half fish. Which I see as the transformation of Pan (the goat) to Dionysus and then Jesus (the fish). While pondering all this, I stumbled onto this article in the Daily Mail:"The Red Planet was once blue… Giant ocean once covered third of Mars" The red God of War/Mars was once the Hindu blue God of peace Ram-a (Ram literlaly means 'to be at peace' in Indian langauges). I hope you can make sense of my ramblings, this final story could be of Titanic proportions:"Ships on alert for icebergs heading towards New Zealand"

  15. Alex Robinson replied:

    Hiya JaspalThanking you for that fine stream of thoughts – yes I followed & navigated my way thro' those ice bergs too!! Interestingly that report about the iceberg said they most likely split off the Ross Ice Shelf – that ties in with something I working on at the moment – it's funny how often you seem to get in sneak previews :)The skin article was interesting, but they don't go nearly far (or wildly) enough!I did take note of Tommy when I was covering the chief priest, but nothing really stood out. Really liked your take on all things pan(ic). When I wrote about Hyde Park I missed out about the fact that there is a statue of the boy wonder there – one of the story's is set there – check out link for a five course meal of symbolism – this is the last line;"When Peter is not playing, he likes to make graves for the children who get lost at night, burying them with little headstones in the Gardens." how about this;"This statue was placed in Kensington Gardens in 1912. Author James M Barrie wanted it to retain its magic appeal so arranged for it to be installed in the dead of night"And also found this"This Christmas, the smash hit Peter Pan show from Kensington Gardens flies into the Meridian Gardens at The O2 for a limited season. Peter Pan runs from 1 December to 10 January 2010.'The boy who wouldn't grow up at the O2 does rather remind me of one who died earlier this year!!Excellent reminder about seers who don't see – I liked that :)Be very well my friend, all the best to you.

  16. Devin replied:

    Wow!!I will have to come back to not only read the rest of the articles but for the great comments back and forth too!!!I loved what annemarie said about "bitter,brittle, narcissistic sociopaths" -I might have paraphrased a bit but she was so dead on -no pun intended with that comment and others!!all these comments were great and your article was superb!!I think the Industrial Revolution was the absolute 'biggest' series of events in history-but also the saddest -and your article and the comments by people point out why!!thanks for your wonderful reply to my comment and I wish all here a beautiful day and you and your family and pets a beautiful and pain free (and hopefully "boss" free day Alex!) all the best in the world to you my friend and thanks so much for visiting my place too!!

  17. Dennis Igou replied:

    You are truly a gem of mind/soul food. Dennis

  18. Alex Robinson replied:

    Welcome back to my place Devin (& you can never stay 'too long'! – haha, it must be Punday :)Yep lots of great comments to warm the cockles of ones heart – sorry on a bit of a nautical bent at the moment therefore another bad pun :)Agreed on the Indus-trial Rev – it seems to me to be the place where the dehumanising of the 'body of humanity' set in – it's definitely time to get 'back in touch' – can you make it round for dinner tonight? – I'm sure we could find something spicy & Italian :)Yes day was good, got heaps better in the pm due to the departure of a dire strait. Hope yours was all good too!!Very best to you & all you whom you treasure xxDennisThank you kindley :)All the best

  19. annemarie replied:

    um…didn't genocide and slavery predate the industrial revolution? That was rather dehumanising to the entire body of humanity. fwiw

  20. Alex Robinson replied:

    Hi AnnemarieI guess I wasn't clear enough – I refer to 'dehumanising of body' as relates to the body (& all that is bound up in that) being replaced physically by machines as well as the time when the body itself started to be perceived more as a machine instead of a biological harmony. I guess I would refer to genocide as 'inhumanity' – but at the end of the day these are 'words' standing in for something indescribable & it can all get rather tricky.

  21. annemarie replied:

    Yeah, no I got that bit Alex. Your words are very clear. And also moved me to this line of thinking, fwiw:What I'm also seeing is that the industrial revolution (machine replacing humans' work) can easily be regarded as a massive "equalizing" event in a very real sense. When you don't need as many people to do the physical work, you don't need as many slaves…so you can do away with outright slavery. Looks like progress? Depends always on secondary sights and other views ;) So…many of us went from being serfs or slaves aka beasts of burden. To what we've become today. Whatever that is…Automation easily creates…automatons:mindless bots, button pushers or pods. Robotic or machine-like people. ?And though there are still many people who are stuck in the serf or slave (beasts of burden) paradigm. Billions of them. How many of them would trade places with the button pushers in a heartbeat? And vice-versa? Billions I'd wager. Isn't it all IRONic.ta, ciao,

  22. Alex Robinson replied:

    Hi AnnemarieI left you a reply earlier but the bugger got away from me when I went to publish :) After which I buggered off & now can't remember what was said.Yes just what are we today? – I wonder if we are actually the dumbest 'civilisation' in so-called history?I'd say the 'modern world' is an idea perched very precariously on the back of a white elephant called 'Progress'. Somehow everything always seems to equalise back to the unequal that we're so used to & yes the grass is greener etc – always just the two paths! – what ever happened to the 3rd, 4th & 5th options?? We really need to blaze some new trails… All the best to you

  23. Jaspal replied:

    Thanks for links to all things Pan, funny how everything you write about always ends up back in 'Dr' Hyde park!Pan really is everywhere, words that pay homage to him include Panorama, Pandemic, a frying Pan (out of the frying Pan and into the fire?), Pandora (which I'll get back to) and if we go with the idea that vowels are interchangeable then he could also be behind Pen, Pin, Pun, well, you get the idea.But Pan-Dora (the explorer?), the box/cube that causes all our woes. It is also the name of the planet in the new movie out this Xmas, Avatar, which is full of blue people, who are like Hindu Gods. The main character is a paraplegic, who gets to pilot these Avatars that are grown with Alien/Human DNA (they must have been reading David Icke’s books!) because humans can't breath on this planet.Talking of Icke, Credo Mutwa came up again in my thoughts on Pan. Pan is linked to Shiva, as a deity depicted surrounded by animals. Credo Mutwa’s creation story, of the Aliens who came to this planet, speaks of their leader, who he calls 'Om Baba'. Now Om Baba is one of the names of Shiva, and is the oldest God in Hinduism. It was strange that Credo Mutwa speaks of him having a 3rd eye, and having his eyes stitched closed, as Shiva is said to sit mediating inside mount Kailash in the Himalayas. He also speaks of him being castrated, in the same way that Cronus castrated his father, Ouranos /Uranus, chaos itself. So we are back to Pan again! What I liked about Credo’s story was that human beings were one, no male or female, and could speak telepathically and have the ability to move things with their mind. I think everything we use now, all five senses, would have been redundant and not necessary, as trusting the ‘sixth sense’, instinct, gut feeling, and simply just being rather than doing, would be the norm. But I believe whatever happened, did so for a reason, and it could not have happened any other way. There was something that needed to be learnt, something that could only be taught at the lowest material frequency at which we now reside.I don't know where I am going with this, I am starting to think that there isn't a final answer, or finding one will mean that you go mad. Perhaps the more interesting quest may be to find the question instead.Hope you are well.

  24. Alex Robinson replied:

    Hiya JaspalI am very well thank you & I very much hope that you are too :)Ha it was very funny what you said about all roads leading to Hyde Park (so it wasn't Rome after all!), as that's where writing started for me – in Hyde Park in Sydney.Thanks for ex-pan-ding on Pan. Had a few words to, or should I say from, Pandora. If we re-spell her name Pan d'Ora then we get a new panoramic viewSome meanings for Ora = "Prayer" or "Gold" or "Plural of L. Os, the mouth." In Maori 'ora' means – "be alive, well, safe, cured, recovered, healthy, fit." or "to survive" – funny how the Maori version should be so opposiing of the Pandora tale! However with 'ALL' in front of any of those meanings you get some-things pretty powerful!Also Ora is sounded as 'AURA'.I like the interchangeable vowel idea or should that be adei or edai :)I got out the White Lion book again recently – the one with Credo Mutwa – wanted to have a reread of what he had to say tho' I take these things with a pinch of salt – I don't think we're meant to rely on the past to take us home, otherwise what's the point in us being here? The thing with answers is you can't play with them & if you can't play you do go mad! I'd rather stick with being crazy & seeing what shapes I can make out of all things 'answered' :)Thanks for all your thoughts Jaspal, they are always insightful & welcome.All the best to you :)

  25. Jaspal replied:

    Hyde or hide as in hidden, or animal hide, as in cover for something.Don't forger Oral and Oracle, which the Greeks saw as those who could see into the future.Maybe you are right, maybe trying to fit into a 9-5, Mon – Fri routine and live an 'ordinary' life is far more likely to drive me mad than the search for the truth. A friend once mentioned the film I-Robot, where a scientist appears to commit suicide at the start but leaves a hologram of himself which continues to say 'my answers are limited, you must ask the right question', until you find the 'right' question. And also Hitchhikers Guide to the Galaxy had 42 as the answer, but Earth was the question.It's time for the Winter Solstice harvesting festival, focusing everyone’s energy on the Sun. I just wonder if people stopped this annual worship, would the Sun really disappear? My time in HK has lead to some interesting insights into words, as I try and reconstruct the Tower of Babel, I find that in Cantonese, Sun literally means ‘God’ and ‘New’, due to differences in tone, the same word can mean different things.

  26. Alex Robinson replied:

    & occult is just something hidden too isn't it – your animal hides get me thinking of the Nemean Lion & the Golden Fleece – hmm… but I need to stay focused as I think I have to write tonight!It's been awhile since I saw HGTTG, didn't remember that – I like the idea of the earth as a question – opens many possibilities.It's quite enlightening to see the choice of words used by other cultures! I've found some interesting similarities between Maori & Egyptian – they both use 'Ra' for the sun god – what a small world with a very narrow past we do live in!9-5 is definitely madness! I wrote about it once – here's a link if you feel inclined:) hope you & HK have an excellent week :)

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