“America in there to early1960smarks a chemical-religiouswatershed in which drug use forms a part of a tradition that privileges immediacy, fromgnosisto rock and roll."
Fenestra Aeternitatis (Window to Eternity)
The TOWER OF SONG is
one of those mysterious objects that's many different things to
different people, but to some people it's an altered state of mind shamanically “sung into existence." Thus, everybody knows why Re-Vision Radio's
favorite counter-cultural philosopher (who had great hopes for the
soul-manifesting or dream-manifesting, world-wide-web) may have had the Tower of Song--located in that "invisible landscape"--in the back of his mind when he told us to "see" what he means:
"It is a broadcasting entity with a wisdom-laden voice from a Logos-mind that speaks to you."
The purpose of the Re-Vision Radio program is to help guide its listeners, through its novel midnight vision-quest, in their search for the source of the mysterious PhiloSophy & Music that's coming from high up in the Tower of Song; to find, in other words, by traveling through that inner-dimensional hyperspace--the Invisible Landscape--that ancient "Lonely Tower" (now that "strange attractor," or "transcendental object," at the end of history--T.M.) of Thrice Great Hermes (god of Hermetic Mysteries and Wednesday communications) and enter into it completely. To rediscover the Tower of Song--this is our Re-Vision Radio Quest!
"If you know that a life of supreme beauty is possible how can you help but want to enter it?"
The Strange Attractor?
The Transcendental Object?
The Transendental Object?
The access to other worlds/dimensions--the Invisible Landscape-- has always been, since the archaic shamans,through the Poetic Imagination.
"That the Poetic Genius is the true Man, and that the body or outward form of Man is derived from the Poetic Genius. Likewise that the forms of all things are derived from their Genius, which by the Ancients was call'd an Angel & Spirit & Daemon." --William Blake
The Genius of Poetry
Eyes of the MInd
"This world of Imagination is the world
of Eternity; it is the divine bosom into which we shall all after the
death of the Vegetable body. This World of Imagination is Infinite
& Eternal, wheras the world of Generation, or Vegetation, is Finite
& Temporal. There Exist in that Eternal World the Permanent
Realities of Every Thing which we see reflected in this Vegetable Glass
". . . these States Exist now. Man Passes
on, but States remain for Ever; he passes thro' them like a traveller
who may well suppose that the places he as passed thro' exist no more,
as a Man may suppose that the States he has passed thro' Exist no more.
Every thing is Eternal."
". . . the whole creation will be
consumed and appear infinite and holy, whereas it now appers finite and
corrupt. / This will come to pass by an improvement of sensual enjoyment.
/ But first the notion that man has a body distinct from his soul is to
be expunged; this I shall do by printing in the infernal method, by
corrosives, which in Hell are salutary and medicinal, melting apparent
surfaces away, and displaying the infinite which was hid./ If the doors of perception were cleansed every thing would appear to man as it is, infinite. / For man has closed himself up, till he sees all things thro' narrow chinks of his cavern."
It has been said that the goal of human evolution is the Romantic project of the radical inversion of body and soul; that is, the "exteriorizing of the soul" and the "internalizing of the body"(Terence McKenna)
The Tower of Song
is situated in that alternative mental dimension—
"the invisible landscape.”
The Discovery of theMagic Mushroomushers in the Archaic Revival
Re-Vision Radio's TOWER OF SONGProgram welcomes in the great paradigm change of our time:
Archaic Horned Goddess
Every time a culture gets into trouble, loses its bearing, the traditional response is to go back in history to find the previous “anchoring model”…. In the twentieth century a global civilization has lost its bearing, and as we look back in time for a model to anchor us we have to go back before history to around twelve or fifteen thousand years ago. It casts itself back into the past looking for the last sane moment it ever knew. And the last sane moment we ever knew was on the plains of Africa 15,000 years ago rocked in the cradle of the Great Horned Mushroom Goddess before history, before standing armies, before slavery and property, before warfare and phonetic alphabets and monotheism, before, before, before.
What I call the Archaic Revival is the process of reawakening awareness of traditional attitudes toward nature, including plants and our relationship to them…. So the importance of the reempowerment of ritual, the rediscovery of shamanism, the re-cognition of psychedelics, and the importance of the Goddess. There must also be an authentic religious mystery driving this.
The Archaic Revival is a much larger, more global phenomenon that assumes that we are recovering the social forms of the late Neolithic, and the Archaic Revival reaches far back into the twentieth century to Freud, to surrealism, to abstract expressionism …. But the stress on ritual, on organized activity, on race/ancestor consciousness—these are themes that have been worked out throughout the entire twentieth century, and the Archaic Revival is an expression of that.
And this is where the future is taking us because the secret faith of the twentieth century is not modernism, the secret faith of the twentieth century is nostalgia for the archaic, nostalgia for the paleolithic, and that gives us body piercing, abstract expressionism, surrealism, jazz, rock-n-roll and catastrophe theory. The 20th century mind is nostalgic for the paradise that once existed .... What the Archaic Revival means is shamanism, ecstasy, orgiastic sexuality ....
archaic horned god
The Adoration of Pan (click)
Unio Mystica (click)
The "Archaic revival'" is is a manifestation of our "nostalgia for the lost archaic." Therefore, according to Terence McKenna, here's the way out of our postmodern crisis: “… the way out is back; the future is a forward escape into the past.”
And everybody knows, as many before have testified, when they get there--in the TOWER OF SONG (which is shamanically "sung into existence")--theysee what I mean!
Psychedelic Journey (Grey)
This webpage is dedicated to the memory of Terence McKenna (November 16, 1946 – April 3, 2000)
Thanks to the "nervous, rocky West," Emerson prophesied, "we shall yet have an American genius."
Ralph Waldo Emerson had a poetic vision of America and of the "Poet as Sayer": "We love the poet," exclaimed Emerson, "he unlocks our chains and admits us to a new scene." The poets are "the liberating gods," and they are sure to come to sing of the new nation, for "America is a poem . . . and it will not wait long for metres." (Emerson's ideal of the true poet/prophet is not elitist but, like Blake's, thoroughly democratic: "All men are poets at heart".) My point here is that Emerson seems to be prophesying Terence McKenna--this "American genius;" that is, he sounds like he is speaking about our experience of the Colorado-born psychedelic visionary (of Irish-Sicilian ancestry): "The poet has a new thought; he has a whole new experience to unfold; he will tell us how it was with him, and all men will be richer in his fortune. . . ." The poet is the sayer of "truth-speaking things."
About whoever or whatever was speaking through Terence--especially about 2012--, consider the following:
"I want to believe that the dead are not lost to us. That they speak to us--as part of something greater than us, greater than any alien force. And, if you and I are powerless now, I want to believe if we listen to what's speaking it can give us the power to save ourselves." I feel that those of us who saw and loved who he was and what he stood for--his courage of thought, visionary imagination, nobility of soul, witty sense of humor, and his poetic eloquence--are so much "richer" and deeper in our imaginations and in our souls thanks to Terence--and yet so much the poorer in our fortune and our collective inspiration because of his passing. I doubt we shall ever see another like him again in our time. I'd like to muse that he still can be reached and experienced through this cyberspace medium.