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- Rating: 4 out of 5 stars4/5A great read. In spite of their mystic insights and cosmic aspirations, RAW and Leary were vulnerable human beings living in a dark age. Wilson provides a surprisingly graphic glimpse of life as the sixties became a memory and the backlash began; the onset of the troubling karmas which are still with us. But even more amazing is the revelation of the great heart and holy spirit by which we are empowered to rise above it all. The final secret is that love, truth, intelligence and the good humor of friendship ultimately outshine all difficult and oppressive conditions.
- Rating: 3 out of 5 stars3/5How many predictions of the futurists failed to come to fruition--space colonies, life extension, immortality, Interesting relic of the era, insights into what many thought was going to happen.
- Rating: 4 out of 5 stars4/5R. A. Wilsons books are not the occult themed mystery stories they appear to be. They are in fact attempts at ontological subversion, by trying to create states of cognitive dissonance in the reader thereby freeing the reader from preconcieved ideas and assumptions that can distort and color the perception of reality. Many years after reading this and other R.A.W. books I discoverd the academic discipline of General Semantics founded by Alfred Korzbyski that says all human experience is in fact an abstraction that is mediated by culture, language and the nervous system itself. Only by maintaining a constant awareness of this fact can we free ourselves from its limiting confines. This is the essential lesson of Zen Buddhism and is the secret of the true practitioner of the mystical arts.
- Rating: 4 out of 5 stars4/5I try to open my mind up as much as possible when reading R.A.W.'s books, because it is more fun that way. Skipping the self-medication and sex magick bit, the basic thesis I think anyone can draw from this is that it is good to keep an open mind and believe "six impossible things before breakfast," as long as no one else is getting hurt by it. This book suffers a little looking back, because many of the predictions regarding scientific cures for aging and death, or the state of manned space travel, are sadly not in evidence in today's world (or at least they have not been shared with us). Wilson's optimism and enthusiasm for ideas of progress that guaranteed the singularity occurring by 2012 seem naive at this point, but I am sure Wilson would remain optimistic were he with us today, and just push the dates back further.
- Rating: 3 out of 5 stars3/5My reactions to reading this book in 2004."Foreword", Timothy Leary, Ph.D -- Basically an account of the syncretic blend of weirdness the reader can expect from Wilson, who seems to be Leary's friend. Cosmic Trigger: The Final Secret of the Illuminati, Robert Anton Wilson -- This book provided some interesting autobiographical material on Wilson. I note confirmation of my theory that engineers seemed to be attracted to outre ideas by the fact that Wilson started out training to be an electrical engineer before switching to mathematics (which may explain why he has such a good grasp of quantum physics). He admits to being of an analytical mind and fascinated by puzzles. I would say, in his case, the analytical mind likes to create puzzles where none exist as well as solve them. In his mind, pattern seeking behavior is in overdrive, and that accounts for the sometimes delightful and interesting connections he makes between the occult and/or (a favorite conjunction of Wilson who eschews binary logic) science and/or conspiracy theories as well as his seeming encyclopedia knowledge of the occult and conspiracy theories. I came away with more and less respect for Wilson. Wilson, at least the Wilson writing in the years after this book came out, struck me as something of a radical skeptic -- willing to entertain most notions, unwilling to firmly believe or disbelieve any. He lives in the perennial world of maybe. To be sure, there is some of that here. Wilson, like many occultists and pseudoscientists, carefully notes he doesn't fall for just any idea, that self-delusion and hoaxing exist, but he doesn't note that too often or often enough. I found it interesting that he claims that Aleister Crowley tried to bring a scientific method to his occult studies -- to believe nothing except by proof and to keep careful notes. However, the Crowley Wilson describes seems to have neglected the importance of controlled experiments, alternate explanations, and replicability. Science is more than just hypothesizing and keeping records. Wilson too easily falls into the common pseudoscientist's habit of citing one alleged paranormal event as proof of another. For instance, he uncritically accepts the validity of Kirlian photography (as evidence of auras around humans -- this book came out at the height of the Kirlian photography craze) and cattle mutilations. He also too easily dismisses skeptics by implying that they unreasonably imply UFO contactees and other experiencers of the paranormal are lying. The more frequent explanations that skeptics give is sincere misperception and later embroidering and conflating of accounts and events. On the other hand, Wilson does point out the common themes of several occult principles and experiences. Even if you explain these as hallucinations and perceiving bogus patterns in reality there is a mystery worth investigating here. Why do the same archetypes and themes show up again and again? What is it in the human brain that makes these themes common and appealing? Of course, scientists are operating using the same brain as mystics so it's not surprising that people like Timothy Leary and the quantum mystics-physicists cited here should try, like Fludd and other medieval occultists, to unify everything into systems, systems of spirit and science, occult and reason. The material on Leary and his work was interesting (Wilson was a friend of Leary's and wrote several books with him). Leary comes across initially as a serious scientist who got sidetracked into the systematizing obsession noted above (but, then, scientists are supposed to systematize). Wilson describes his charm and likeability. (Even G. Gordon Liddy, one time prosecutor of Leary and then lecture buddy, noted that Leary was a charming, likeable, nice guy but that he wouldn't take any food or drink offered by him. The latter is unfair if Wilson is correct in stating that Leary was strictly against giving drugs to people unaware.) The problem was Leary, like psychologists in the era before magnetic resonance imaging and the other biopsychiatric tools of the last fifteen years, was grappling with a difficult subject without adequate tools. He fell back to the predictable position psychologists usually do in that position: trying to explain the brain and consciousness using contemporary technology, here computers and computer programming and logic circuits (there is also traces of the notion of RNA memory). Putting aside the notion of terrestrial life being seeded by alien intelligences, Leary's notion of human evolution has a couple of problems. First and foremost, it assumes that there is a purpose to human evolution instead of all evolution, including human, simply being the selection of a species members to survive best in the environment the species currently finds itself in. Second, there seems to be a Lamarckian feel to it with, if I understood Leary correctly, DNA being rewritten via experiences. To be fair to Leary, his ideas have a kernel of truth in them. The human brain is altered by experiences of all kind, drugs, including neurotransmitters, do affect the quality of consciousness, environment does influence the expression of genes even if it doesn't delete or add genes. I read with interest the success of Leary using LSD and other psychedelic drugs in a controlled program of psychotherapy. I think that research should have continued (providing there was ethical guidance for playing around with the brain chemistry of experimental subjects) in this field and that psychedelic drugs shouldn't have become taboo in any circumstance. I believe I've recently read of modern research confirming that LSD did have some therapeutic value. I also find Leary's claim that LSD could be used if the context, setting, and consent of the patient were controlled. I suspect that most horrible experiences of people on acid were the result of those not being controlled. (I was reminded of Philip K. Dick's claim that he would give people contemplating taking LSD a Rorschach test first to see if they would have a bad trip. I was also reminded of the lethal effects on the unwitting CIA employee who was given LSD.) Certainly, I have personally known people who have taken LSD and had good, harmless experiences, and I have no reason to disbelieve them. I did find Wilson's account of the brutal death of his daughter and confirmation of the rumor that he had her cyronically suspended interesting. (May 16, 2004)"Afterword", Saul-Paul Sirag -- Physicist Sirag uncritically accepts the powers of Uri Geller and then goes off onto some incomprehensible numerological manipulations of physical values in an attempt to reconcile Special Relativity and quantum physics.
- Rating: 5 out of 5 stars5/5The quintessential Robert Anton Wilson book. I really need to read it again.
- Rating: 5 out of 5 stars5/5Among RAW’s most iconic works, yet still an underappreciated gem of the 70s underground. I happened to read this at a time when I found myself in the Chapel Perilous, and his context and personal experiences made a profound impact on me, like a debt I could never repay. Though there are maybe one or two “better” books in his oeuvre, none hit me as hard as this one, from a literary standpoint and a personal one.
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Cosmic Trigger I - Robert Anton Wilson
COSMIC
TRIGGER
I
Final Secret of The Illuminati
‘Tis an ill wind that blows no minds."
- Malaclypse the Younger, Principia Discordia

Scan 1.jpgIntroduction by John Higgs
Forewords by Timothy Leary, Ph.d.

Hilaritas-Press-Logo-eBook-440.jpgCopyright © 1977 Robert Anton Wilson
All rights reserved. No part of this book, in part or in whole, may be reproduced, transmitted, or utilized, in any form or by any means, electronic or mechanical, including photocopying, recording, or by any information storage and retrieval system, without permission in writing from the publisher, except for brief quotations in critical articles, books and reviews.
eBook: ISBN: 978-1-952746-00-0
First Edition: 1977
Second Printing 1978, And/Or Press
Third Printing 1978, Simon & Schuster
Fourth Printing 1986 (Falcon)
Fifth Printing 1987; Sixth Printing 1989
Seventh Printing 1991; Eighth Printing 1992
Ninth Printing 1993; Tenth Printing 1995
Eleventh Printing 1996; Twelfth Printing 1997
Thirteenth Printing 1998; Fourteenth Printing 1999
Fifteenth Printing 2000; Sixteenth Printing 2001
Seventeenth Printing 2002; Eighteenth Printing 2004
Nineteenth Printing 2005; Twentieth Printing 2007
Twenty-first Printing 2008; Twenty-second Printing 2009
Twenty-third Printing 2011
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This book is dedicated to
Ken Campbell and the Science Fiction Theatre of Liverpool, England
and to
The Temple of the Hidden God, Houston, Texas
Appreciation for Light along the Way:
Alan Watts,
Timothy Leary,
Parcifal,
Malaclypse the Younger,
The New Reformed Orthodox Order of the Golden Dawn,
Dr. Israel Regardie
TABLE OF CONTENTS
INTRODUCTION by John Higgs
PREFACE TO THE NEW EDITION by the author
FOREWORDS by Timothy Leary, Ph.D.
PROLOGUE: Thinking About the Unthinkable
PART ONE: The Sirius Connection
INTRODUCTORY FABLES
From the Sufi
From the ancient Babylonian
From the Zen tradition
The Door to Chapel Perilous
Did a leprechaun leave the Simonton pancakes?
The Kennedy Assassination and the Net
A visit to Millbrook
The Queen of Space
The 23 Enigma
The heresy hunt begins
Multiple realities
The Murder of Christ: a Re-run
Jim Garrison and the Illuminati
Operation Mindfuck
The Horrible Secrets of the Wicked Aleister Crowley
A Discordian signal from Aldous Huxley, deceased
The Net or the Network
The Lady of Guadalupe
Sirius Rising
The Holy Guardian Angel
Beings of light, talking dogs, more extraterrestrials and other weird critters
Starseed
Magick, Technology or Both?
Those mysterious Sufis
A message from Cosmic Central
Some Egyptian gods intrude on the narrative and Our Lady of Space speaks again
A visit to CMF
The prospects of immortality
Stopping the biological clock
Appearances and Disappearances
A lesson in Karma
Witchcraft
Nikola Tesla, secular shaman
Other starry signals
The footsteps of the Illuminati
Dope and divinity
The horrors begin
Ishtar’s Walk: a guided tour of Hell
Mystery Babalon
Leary emerges from darkness and Sirius rises again
The Horus Hawk and Uri Geller
The Mothman Prophecies
Doggiez from Sirius
PART TWO: Models and Metaphors
FURTHER FABLES AND ALLEGORIES
From the Sufi
From the Jewish
From the German
The Sirius Evidence
ERP and Bell’s Theorem
Tunnel-Realities and Imprints
The Octave of Energy
The law of acceleration
PART THREE: Trigger
A FINAL FABLE
From the Egyptian
Sirius Rises Again
Blood of the Gods?
The Dark Companion
Via Dolorosa
AFTERWORDS by Saul-Paul Sirag
NOTES
INDEX
Editor’s note: To avoid the pitfalls of eBook design, NOTES in this eBook are not hyperlinked, but simply left as in the print edition — note number references can be looked up in the Notes section at the end of the book. Also, to avoid a massive spaghetti-like hyperlinking chaos, the INDEX does not link back to the text. Please see the introductory explanation in the Index section.

Scan 8.jpgINTRODUCTION
by John Higgs
Truly great books tend to have two things in common.
First, they are utterly of their time. They are so absorbed in their specific world that it is inconceivable that they could have come from any other time or place. They can define how we think about that period of history. Think of the work of Geoffrey Chaucer, or Jane Austen, or Charles Dickens.
And secondly, they transcend their time. They are universal, and capture something fundamental about the human experience. They speak to all people in all places at all times. Think again of the same work by Geoffrey Chaucer, Jane Austen, and Charles Dickens.
Cosmic Trigger, for all the wandering the author and his family do in the book, is about the counterculture’s mid-1970s Northern California heartland. This was when psychedelic drug culture was being overtaken by a more cocaine-dominated culture. A period of absorbing wild new ideas was giving way to egos, certainty, and falling hard for your own delusions. It was as crazy as it gets, in other words. It was the edge. Western culture may never be more Out There, wild-eyed or full of crap.
We now take a certain pleasure from how deluded this culture was. History has not been kind to many of the speculative scientists Wilson discusses here. Nearly forty years after it was written, this is a book of failed predictions and gorgeously optimistic claims. Humanity is going to become an immortal interstellar race, it promises us, probably by the mid-1990s.
So Cosmic Trigger is a book utterly of its time. That is reason to think fondly of it, but it isn’t reason enough to keep reading it. The reason why its flame still burns is that it is also a book for the ages. It is a story about becoming lost. It is about entering that psychological space where all your maps have run out, and the world refuses to make sense regardless of how you look at it. This is a universal story and its perfect setting is that extreme edge of the 1970s counterculture, because if you’re telling a story about losing your anchor you want the bewilderment, craziness and paranoia to be as extreme as possible.
I won’t spoil the book by detailing Wilson’s account of his time in the Wilderness, but his refusal to fully believe the growing evidence for what part of him dearly wants to be true, and the point at the end where he finally plants his flag in the sand, are what makes this book relevant. Both for now, and for all time.
It affects people, this book. It can send your life off in strange directions. As an example, on 23 February 2014 I was in Mathew Street in Liverpool, England. I formed an ungainly attempt at a human pyramid with the writers Ian ‘Cat’ Vincent and Alistair Fruish underneath a bust of Carl Jung set about 10 feet up in the outside wall of a pub. This allowed the theatre director Daisy Eris Campbell to scramble up on our backs and place a pair of rainbow knickers on Jung’s head. A wave of cheering and approval then came from the assembled crowd of 50 or so, cheering that only increased when a poor bewildered football fan, wearing a Liverpool shirt with the number ‘23’ on his back, happened to wander past. All this probably needs a bit of explanation.
The statue and a nearby manhole cover are significant in Liverpool folklore thanks to a dream that Jung once had, it’s impact on the Liverpool poet Peter O’Halligan, and their proximity to the Cavern Club where The Beatles emerged to change the world. Campbell, who was embarking on a theatrical adaptation of Cosmic Trigger, also viewed the location, the bust and the knickers as deeply meaningful, but for her own personal reasons. I too found it significant, in part because of its connections to a book about the 90s dance band The KLF I had just written. The Scottish artist, money burner and one half of The KLF Bill Drummond had recently spent 17 hours of his 60th birthday standing on the nearby manhole cover, for reasons that were meaningful to him. My book also mentions the musician and writer Julian Cope, who had busked under this same statue a year or so before, for reasons that made sense in his personal mythology.
Pretty much everybody considered the location meaningful, in other words, they just had differing reasons as to why.
This might sound problematic. When people disagree about what is meaningful, it rarely ends well. But the people assembled in Mathew Street had read Robert Anton Wilson, and they took it as read that others see things differently. They knew that this doesn’t diminish what they find personally important. On the contrary, it reveals further pieces of the puzzle.
The many hundreds of people who were drawn to the November 2014 Cosmic Trigger play and accompanying ‘Find The Others’ festival, as cast, crew or audience, all had their own reasons for being there. They were very different people, with very different histories, prejudices, hopes and beliefs. There were new-age heads and materialist rationalists, American libertarians and British socialists, the focused and the vague, and the serious and the silly. The only thing they had in common was that they had read Robert Anton Wilson, and felt that their lives were better for his philosophy. And that was enough. That was enough for all their own personal stories to harmoniously mesh with all the others, into what we soon began calling the Ever-Thickening Mythos. The shared love of Cosmic Trigger was the grit around which a tribal pearl formed.
Cosmic Trigger is autobiographical, the story of one man. Yet it has become a glue which connects the personal mythologies of a wide network of people, all of whom add to a greater story which we only catch glimpses of.
In a short novel I wrote called The Brandy of the Damned, the characters find pages from an alternative bible. One reads:
If you apply meaning to a thing you have made, then you have art.
If you apply meaning to a person, then you have love.
If you apply meaning to the universe, then you have God.
Meaning is free.
There is an inexhaustible supply of meaning.
So what’s the fucking problem?
The problem is, of course, that meaning is not fixed. It ebbs and flows like the tide. Sometimes you are drenched in the stuff, and life is self-evidently worthwhile and full of purpose and humour. And at others, it all drains away, and you are left with the horrors. In Cosmic Trigger, Robert Anton Wilson shows us how to navigate these waters, both when life is too meaningful and when all meaning is gone.
Wilson’s own personal mythology, and what was meaningful to him, is great fun. What grey-faced soul does not enjoy a yarn about giant invisible rabbit spirits, the number 23 and 6000-year-old communications with the Dog Star Sirius? But, as Wilson would be the first to insist, just because these things were meaningful in his personal story does not mean that they should be equally meaningful in yours. Your own personal mythos will be equally idiosyncratic and peculiar, and it will always be more sustaining, rewarding and funny than anyone else’s. And as Wilson once said, humans live through their myths, and only endure their realities.
Wilson’s refusal to insist that his reality tunnel has more validity than that of his readers is, I think, the great gift of this book. That is why it has become so loved: you can see your own potential in its pages. That is why it is one of the great books of the 1970s. And that why it is one of the great books of all time.

Scan 6.jpgPREFACE
By the author, originally called Preface to the New Edition, but it was not a new edition — merely a new publisher. – Ed.
Cosmic Trigger was originally published by And/Or Press about ten years ago, and by Pocket Books shortly thereafter. Although some of my novels have sold far better, in two dimensions at least it is my most successful
book in human terms.
1. From the date of first printing to the present, I have received more mail about Cosmic Trigger than about anything else I ever wrote, and most of this mail has been unusually intelligent and open-minded. For some reason, many readers of this book think they can write to me intimately and without fear, about subjects officially Taboo in our society. I have learned a great deal from this correspondence, and have met some wonderful new friends.
2. On lecture tours, I am always asked more questions about this book than about all my other works together.
This new edition presents an opportunity to answer the most frequent questions and to correct the most persistent misunderstandings.
It should be obvious to all intelligent readers (but curiously is not obvious to many) that my viewpoint in this book is one of agnosticism. The word agnostic
appears explicitly in the Prologue and the agnostic attitude is restated again and again in the text, but many people still think I believe
some of the metaphors and models employed here. I therefore want to make it even clearer than ever before that
I DO NOT BELIEVE ANYTHING
This remark was made, in these very words, by John Gribbin, physics editor of New Scientist magazine, in a BBC-TV debate with Malcolm Muggeridge, and it provoked incredulity on the part of most viewers. It seems to be a hangover of the medieval Catholic era that causes most people, even the educated, to think that everybody must believe
something or other, that if one is not a theist, one must be a dogmatic atheist, and if one does not think Capitalism is perfect, one must believe fervently in Socialism, and if one does not have blind faith in X, one must alternatively have blind faith in not-X or the reverse of X.
My own opinion is that belief is the death of intelligence. As soon as one believes a doctrine of any sort, or assumes certitude, one stops thinking about that aspect of existence. The more certitude one assumes, the less there is left to think about, and a person sure of everything would never have any need to think about anything and might be considered clinically dead under current medical standards, where the absence of brain activity is taken to mean that life has ended.
My attitude is identical to that of Dr. Gribbin and the majority of physicists today, and is known in physics as the Copenhagen Interpretation,
because it was formulated in Copenhagen by Dr. Niels Bohr and his co-workers c. 1926-28. The Copenhagen Interpretation is sometimes called model agnosticism
and holds that any grid we use to organize our experience of the world is a model of the world and should not be confused with the world itself. Alfred Korzybski, the semanticist, tried to popularize this outside physics with the slogan, The map is not the territory.
Alan Watts, a talented exegete of Oriental philosophy, restated it more vividly as The menu is not the meal.
Belief in the traditional sense, or certitude, or dogma, amounts to the grandiose delusion, My current model
— or grid, or map, or reality-tunnel — contains the whole universe and will never need to be revised.
In terms of the history of science and of knowledge in general, this appears absurd and arrogant to me, and I am perpetually astonished that so many people still manage to live with such a medieval attitude.
Cosmic Trigger deals with a process of deliberately induced brain change through which I put myself in the years 1962-76. This process is called initiation
or vision quest
in many traditional societies and can loosely be considered some dangerous variety of self-psychotherapy in modern terminology. I do not recommend it for everybody, and I think I obtained more good results than bad ones chiefly because I had been through two varieties of ordinary psychotherapy before I started my own adventures and because I had a good background in scientific philosophy and was not inclined to believe
any astounding Revelations too literally.
Briefly, the main thing I learned in my experiments is that reality
is always plural and mutable.
Since most of Cosmic Trigger is devoted to explaining and illustrating this, and since I have tried to explain it again in other books, and since I still encounter people who have read all my writings on this subject and still do not understand what I am getting at, I will try again in this new Preface to explain it ONE MORE TIME, perhaps more clearly than before.
Reality
is a word in the English language which happens to be (a) a noun and (b) singular. Thinking in the English language (and in cognate Indo-European languages) therefore subliminally programs us to conceptualize reality
as one block-like entity, sort of like a huge New York skyscraper, in which every part is just another room
within the same building. This linguistic program is so pervasive that most people cannot think
outside it at all, and when one tries to offer a different perspective they imagine one is talking gibberish.
The notion that reality
is a noun, a solid thing like a brick or a baseball bat, derives from the evolutionary fact that our nervous systems normally organize the dance of energy into such block-like things,
probably as instant bio-survival cues. Such things,
however, dissolve back into energy dances — processes, or verbs — when the nervous system is synergized with certain drugs or transmuted by yogic or shamanic exercises or aided by scientific instruments. In both mysticism and physics, there is general agreement that things
are constructed by our nervous systems and that realities
(plural) are better described as systems or bundles of energy-functions.
So much for reality
as a noun. The notion that reality
is singular, like a hermetically sealed jar, does not jibe with scientific findings which, in this century, suggest that reality
may better be considered as flowing and meandering, like a river, or interacting, like a dance, or evolving, like life itself.
Most philosophers have known, at least since around 500 B.C., that the world perceived by our senses is not the real world
but a construct we create — our own private work of art. Modern science began with Galileo's demonstration that color is not in
objects but in
the inter-action of our senses with objects. Despite this philosophic and scientific knowledge of neurological relativity, which has been more clearly demonstrated with each major advance in instrumentation, we still, due to language, think that behind the flowing, meandering, inter-acting, evolving universe created by perception is one solid monolithic reality
hard and crisply outlined as an iron bar.
Quantum physics has undermined that Platonic iron-bar reality
by showing that it makes more sense scientifically to talk only of the inter-actions we actually experience (our operations in the laboratory); and perception psychology has undermined the Platonic reality
by showing that assuming it exists leads to hopeless contradictions in explaining how we actually perceive that a hippopotamus is not a symphony orchestra.
The only realities
(plural) that we actually experience and can talk meaningfully about are perceived realities, experienced realities, existential realities — realities involving ourselves as editors — and they are all relative to the observer, fluctuating, evolving, capable of being magnified and enriched, moving from low resolution to hi-fi, and do not fit together like the pieces of a jig-saw into one single Reality with a capital R. Rather, they cast illumination upon one another by contrast, like the paintings in a large museum, or the different symphonic styles of Haydn, Mozart, Beethoven and Mahler.
Alan Watts may have said it best of all: The universe is a giant Rorschach ink-blot.
Science finds one meaning in it in the 18th Century, another in the 19th, a third in the 20th; each artist finds unique meanings on other levels of abstraction; and each man and woman finds different meanings at different hours of the day, depending on the internal and external environments.
This book deals with what I have called induced brain change, which Dr. John Lilly more resoundingly calls metaprogramming the human bio-computer.
In simple Basic English, as a psychologist and novelist, I set out to find how much rapid reorganization was possible in the brain functioning of one normal domesticated primate of average intelligence — the only one on whom I could ethically perform such risky research — myself.
Like most people who have historically attempted such metaprogramming,
I soon found myself in metaphysical hot water. It became urgently obvious that my previous models and metaphors would not and could not account for what I was experiencing. I therefore had to create new models and metaphors as I went along. Since I was dealing with matters outside consensus reality-tunnels, some of my metaphors are rather extraordinary. That does not bother me, since I am at least as much an artist as a psychologist, but it does bother me when people take these metaphors too literally.
I beg you, gentle reader, to memorize the quote from Aleister Crowley at the beginning of Part One and repeat it to yourself if at any point you start thinking that I am bringing you the latest theological revelations from Cosmic Central.
What my experiments demonstrate — what all such experiments throughout history have demonstrated — is simply that our models of reality
are very small and tidy, the universe of experience is huge and untidy, and no model can ever include all the huge untidiness perceived by uncensored consciousness.
I think, or hope, that my data also demonstrates that neurological model agnosticism — the application of the Copenhagen Interpretation beyond physics to consciousness itself — allows one to escape from certain limits of mechanical emotion and robot mentation that are inescapable as long as one remains within one dogmatic model or one imprinted reality-tunnel.
Personally, I also suspect, or guess, or intuit, that the more unconventional of my models here — the ones involving Higher Intelligence, such as the Cabalistic Holy Guardian Angel or the extraterrestrial from Sirius — are necessary working tools at certain stages of the metaprogramming process.
That is, whether such entities exist anywhere outside our own imaginations, some areas of brain functioning cannot be accessed without using these keys
to open the locks. I do not insist on this; it is just my own opinion. Some people seem to get through this area of Chapel Perilous without such personalized Guides.
I know one chap who did it by imagining a super-computer in the future that was sending information backwards in time to his brain. More clever people may find even less metaphysical
metaphors.
Ten years after the point at which this book ends, I do not care much about such speculations. Our lonely little selves can be illuminated
or flooded with radical science-fiction style information and cosmic perspectives, and the source of this may be those extraterrestrials who seemed to be helping me at times, or the Secret Chiefs of Sufism, or the parapsychologists and/or computers of the 23rd Century beaming data backward in time, or it may just be the previously unactivated parts of our own brains. Despite the current reign of our New Inquisition, which attempts to halt research in this area, we will learn more about that as time passes. Meanwhile, agnosticism is both honest and becomingly modest.
In this connection, I am often asked about two books by other authors which are strangely resonant with Cosmic Trigger — namely VALIS by Philip K. Dick and The Sirian Experiments by Doris Lessing. VALIS is a novel which broadly hints that it is more than a novel — that it is an actual account of Phil Dick's own experience with some form of Higher Intelligence.
In fact, VALIS is only slightly fictionalized; the actual events on which it is based are recounted in a long interview Phil gave shortly before his death (See Philip K. Dick: The Last Testament, by Gregg Rickman.) The parallels with my own experience are numerous — but so are the differences. If the same source was beaming ideas to both Phil and me, the messages got our individual flavors mixed into them as we decoded the signals.
I met Phil Dick on two or three occasions and corresponded with him a bit. My impression was that he was worried that his experience was a temporary insanity and was trying to figure out if I was nutty, too. I'm not sure if he ever decided.
I interviewed Doris Lessing a few years ago for New Age magazine. She takes synchronicities very seriously, but was as agnostic as I am about the possibility that some of them are orchestrated by Sirians.
I heartily recommend all three volumes — VALIS, The Last Testament and The Sirian Experiments — to readers of this book. Unless you are locked into a very dogmatic reality-tunnel, you will have a few weird moments of wondering if Sirians are experimenting on us, and a few weird moments can be a liberating experience for those who aren't scared to death by them.
What is more important than such extra-mundane speculation, I think, are practical and pragmatic questions about what one does with the results of brain change experience. It is quite easy, I have discovered by meeting many New Age people, to use the techniques in this book and go stone crazy with them. Paranoid and schizophrenic cases are quite common among those who experiment in this area. Less clinical, but socially even more nefarious, are the leagues of self-proclaimed gurus and their equally deluded disciples, who have discovered, as I did, that there are many realities (plural), but have picked out one favorite non-Occidental reality-tunnel, named it Ultimate Reality or True Reality, and established new fanaticisms, snobberies, dogmas and cults around these delusions.
There is a great deal of lyrical Utopianism in this book. I do not apologize for that, and do not regret it. The decade that has passed since the first edition has not altered my basic commitment to the game-rule that holds that an optimistic mind-set finds dozens of possible solutions for every problem that the pessimist regards as incurable.
Since we all create our habitual reality-tunnels, either consciously and intelligently or unconsciously and mechanically, I prefer to create for each hour the happiest, funniest and most romantic reality-tunnel consistent with the signals my brain apprehends. I feel sorry for the people who persistently organize experience into sad, dreary and hopeless reality-tunnels, and try to show them how to break that bad habit, but I don't feel any masochistic duty to share their misery.
This book does not claim that you create your own reality
in the sense of total (but mysteriously unconscious) psychokinesis. If a car hits you and puts you in the hospital, I do not believe this is because you really wanted
to be hit by a car, or that you needed
to be hit by