Messenger of Dionysos · Mused by Apollo

In ancient times, Satyr was the horned and horny messenger of Eleusinian forest god Dionysos. He mesmerized the youth of nearby villages with the musical magic of his flute and made them dance till broad daylight. In our common present, the spirit of Satyr inhabits the body of a human boy.

Searching for a new way to spread the vibe of the forest, by Dionysian decree, Satyr switched to SL and CDJ instruments, which fit the job quite nicely. Apart from those, he employs the tools Apollo chose: a blank screen and virtual ink, to jot down all he likes to think - hence this his satellite here, orbiting Earth's blogosphere!


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#OMD - O My Dog!





... and Bob's our Uncle - node 23.004: #OMD

2015, July 23rd - A Barking Thunderday After Noon
As blogged in War No More part Four, I have launched it into orbit before, and I will repeat it - lost mikely - yet again, after this:
To me O My Dog! serves to curse without offending any of my religious brothers and sisters*, to curse without treading on the toes of the feet attached to the leg extended by the physical shell that carries the light that shines (from) within. As for our beloved furry best friends, I laud them for settling most of their territorial disputes the old-fashioned way: by means of excellent bladder control and dropping less-atomic bombs here and there.

O My Dog - feel free to quote me on that. ( - _ ^ )

* The whole (un)witting Sun-hugging lot, whether semi-spiritual, quasi-catmatic, funloving fundamentalist, poly-atheistic or plain old traditionally dogmatic.

Of course, as the matter of facts seems to dictate, any connection of this rather modern twist of post-1984 Newspeak fnord with the advent of 2015's Dog Days rests on sheer coincidence, naturally. Perhaps Pope Wilson tuned in from the Cosmic Coincidence Control Center of The Other Order Beyond Chaos to synchronize a certain set of non-simultaneously apprehended streams of perception shifting into local focus, clearing some of the distortion caused by various reality tunnels crossing paths. Maybe.

However, speaking of Pope Bob anywave, I would like to commemorate a most interesting experience, one most interesting to me, observed and translated by the same yet not identical Robert Anton Wilson, journaled in the book Cosmic Trigger (Volume 1, mostly) with zoordinates converging on this day, fourty-two years ago, as summed up by Bob himself at DisinfoCon (2000):

"Those of you who have read my book Cosmic Trigger, you all know what happened on July 23rd, 1973. That was the day I achieved contact with an extraterrestrial from Sirius or started hallucinating like mad, depending on which way you want to look at it. I have varied between both theories over the years. But I just found out recently, since I'm a student of synchronicity - this one really struck me: July 23rd, 1973 was also the birthday of Monica Lewinsky." - click here to watch for your Self

In Maybe Logic, Bob continues about his '73 Dog Days experience:
"Around 1973 I became convinced for a while that I was receiving messages from outer space. But then a psychic reader told me that I was actually channeling an ancient Chinese philosopher. And another psychic reader told me I was channeling a medieval Irish bard. And at that time I started reading Neurology and I decided it was just my right brain talking to my left brain. And then I went to Ireland and I found out it was actually a six-foot-tall white rabbit. They call it the Púca, and the Irish know all about it. So it depends on who I'm talking to, which of these metaphors I use to explain where these weird patterns come from, that jump out of the books and take hold of the readers and change their lives. It's not me, it's a six-foot-tall white rabbit from County Kerry." - click here to watch for your Self

Never enough points of perception,
or so mote it seem.

Yet, to achieve a rather clear distinction between the map and the (f)actual territory, any reader, bearing any degree of curiosity, seems well advised to dive in headfirst and read the barking book in order to retrace some of the steps made by The Shaman, The Poet, The Mystic, The Skeptic and The Robot ... as long as one remembers to realize the map does not equal the territory, of course. Failure to do so may cause (un)certain modeltheistic effects, which, when shooting enough root, form the base for creating Belief Systems, and when one goes that far, please try to remember another quote from our Uncle Bob:
Belief is the death of intelligence.

In chaos to create order,
perhaps start on rawilson.com.

to pull a Cosmic Trigger, pull ..ehrm.. click here
Bob's Our Uncle - node 23.001, click here
Bob's Our Uncle - node 23.002, click here
Bob's Our Uncle - node 23.003, click here
for Maybe Logic, maybe click here ...
or, watch it right here, per haps:



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Happy Birthday, Monica!
#voteLewinsky



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? what is Satyr

! in ancient times, Satyr roamed the Eleusinian forests as the horned and horny messenger of Dionysos - the god of ritual intoxication - who dispatched him to mesmerize the youth of nearby villages with the musical magic of his flute, and made them dance till broad daylight.

? where is Satyr

! in our recent past, Satyr reincarnated in the concrete jungle of Amsterdam as a DJ. At age ten, he recorded his first mix, displaying his love for early hip hop and electro, and soon his tapes were in high demand. After the Second Summer Of Love, he got turned on by new dimensions of synthetic sound and ventured into the realms of ambient, acid-house, techno and trance music, never looking back ever since.

? does he still play flute

! the Panflute has become an artefact in captivity, held safe and sound in the archeological archive of the Vatican. Yet, since them high-n-mighty early 1990s, Satyr became increasingly skilled as a player of the SL & CDJ instruments, spinning various styles of musica eclectronica, embracing a wide range of the bpm spectrum with remarkable sparkle.

Notoriously difficult to pigeonhole yet sharply focused on and specialized in ambient, chillout, psytrance & deep atmospheric techno; entertaining events for 5 to 50.000 people, by serving his spicy melange of clean cuts and dirty grooves, mixing it down and grinding it up from raw to smooth.

A few memorable events ecstasized by Satyr:
Amsterdam Dance Event (NL), Atmosphere (Berlin / D), Ballonnenfeest (NL), Burning Man (USA), Carnival (Varginha / Brazil), Club A (Sao Paulo / Brazil), Dance Valley (NL), Love & Magic (Oslo / Norway), Q-Base (D), Metsafestiwaal (Finland), Pi Club (Berlin / D), Senseblender Festival (B), Universo Paralello (Bahia / Brazil), VooV Experience (D), and many more in Belgium, Brazil, Estonia, Finland, Germany, Greece, Lithuania, Norway, Portugal, Slovakia, USA & all over The Netherlands.*

* a detailed gigographic list might appear later



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