My new novel, Seven Stones, is now available for pre-order
for Kindle.
So what’s it all about and why should you care? Because I’ve made a very
conscious decision to bring you action from the get go while providing a
portrait of life a century ago. The story begins a year before the start of
World War I, touching upon many of the events and people of the day. It will
take you to a Louisiana plantation where the owner still believes he has the
right to own his workers, not only in life but also in death. The main
character, Doug Slattery, encounters séances and acquaintances of Harry
Houdini. Sister ships Mauretania and Lusitania cross The Atlantic with speed
and in style, while The Trans Siberian Railway brings prisoners East to
populate a bleak and ungiving land, where Joseph Stalin sits in exile. The
South Pole has just been reached, and in the process, evidence is found in The
Antarctic of a time when all the continents were united in a single
Urcontinent. Physician Max Planck and novelist Jack London are using science to
reinterpret the world in which they live. And through it all, the status quo is
being threatened by those who would hurl bombs in order to advance their
agenda. The old world is dying. What will survive, and what will come from the
ashes? And what happens when mankind plays with powers beyond its reckoning?
Monday, August 31, 2015
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Tuesday, August 25, 2015
Magic And Science Part 2
As I’ve mentioned in my last post, magic is a major theme in
the four books I have written. And like yesterday’s post, I hope to be able
describe exactly what I mean by magic. At least that is the aim, to attempt
once again to point at a target that is allusive and multi-faceted.
The word magic is simply a label I put on an idea that is a
little too abstract for easy understanding. Perhaps religion or spirituality
might fit better, but any word is apt to be misunderstood. Please bear with me
as I try to explain some of the ideas without getting hung up on the words that
are used. As Chuang Tzu said, “The Tao that can be described is not the real
Tao.” In other words, don’t worship the statue that represents God, don’t stare
at the finger that points at the moon, they are merely ways of getting one to
see the unseeable.
Magic is the ability to cook a perfect steak without knowing
the scientific principles involved. It is knowing that certain actions can
produce a given result without knowing why. Science is a wonderful thing, no
doubt, but so is magic. Jimi Hendrix did not have to know the science behind
sound in order to make music.
Sometimes in searching for explanations we end up killing
the magic. Not because truths disprove magic but an insufficient understanding
of it does. We never are really able to understand the deeper truths, it is too
much for our little minds, but quite often we convince ourselves that we actually
do know something. And in believing ourselves capable of understanding in any
real sense, we permit our delusions of knowledge to destroy something
wonderful.
Magic is the sizzle of the steak: you could explain it, but
why? Magic is elusive and should be. Magic is that thing that resides in the
soul of the scientist that makes him question in the first place. It flits at
the edge of our consciousness but is never clearly seen.
Magic does not always jibe with our intellect, and so the
intellect attempts to deny it. But if we keep our intellect humble, we can
admit something exists without understanding why. After all, if a certain
ritual permits a pitcher to pitch a perfect game, or a certain belief enables a
forty year old boxer to become the heavyweight champion of the world, who are
we to ridicule? It worked! Perhaps the reasoning they used does not fit in with
reality as we perceived it, but IT WORKED. And the fact that such beliefs are
passed on to others with similar results, it is not unreasonable to assume
there is something to it.
There are truths our intellects will never grasp, the
intellect is simply not made for some things. The intellect is akin to a sixth
sense, another way for the human animal to perceive the outside world. It is
quite good at a great many things, but it has its own blind spots, a great many
of them, I would say. Even our sense of smell is better equipped to judge the
outside world than our intellect, but the intellect is better at convincing us
it is right. Think about it, if something does not seem right but our mind
cannot find a reason against it, we say that “something smells rotten” or “it
doesn’t pass the smell test”. And if we allow our reason to veto what our nose
is telling us, we usually end up paying the price for it. For one day, abandon
reason for scent and see if it does not make you happier. And in experiencing
the world without believing you understand it, then perhaps you will gain some appreciation
of what I allude to when I use the word magic. It is something not to be
understood, merely experienced. And in experience, you will find understanding
deeper and truer than anything the human intellect can ever hope to attain.
Sunday, August 23, 2015
Magic And Science
Magic is a theme that has played a dominant role in all four
of my novels. I’m not sure how the idea of magic has woven its way into my
thinking but it has, and I continue to find new ways to interpret it. I’ve seen
many of my favorite artists latch upon a single idea and go back to it again
and again. A good idea, a unique paradigm, is worthy of being mined again and
again.
My main characters are magicians but my books aren’t so much
about the performing of tricks on stage. Nor are they the kind of magicians
that go to Hogwarts and turn people into animals. No, they are quite human
people without any special powers. Except, perhaps, perception. They are able
to see life in a way few people take the time to, are able to see beyond the
accepted realities that have been built by a sort of group think. They walk
paths off the beaten trail and so are able to see the things other people are
too busy, too herded, to see. After all, being a magician is not a normal
profession. It is perhaps something we think of doing when we’re young, but
eventually we grow up and get real jobs.
But there is something to the illusion, the sleight of hand.
We want to know how the trick is done but we also want to believe that there’s
something more than a trick involved. Sure, we know it’s not real, but it’s not
really about reality, is it? There is something beyond the reality, or something
that is real but not conforming to what we generally agree upon as “real”. What
is truly magical, miraculous, is what takes place within us as we observe a
trick being performed. That is where magic exists, within us, in our hearts and
in our minds when we are able to observe things with un-jaded eyes. And that
area where magic exists is an area quite foreign from science or objective observation.
It has its own reality that can run concurrent to what we can quantify but
exists slightly apart from it. It is a world of belief and faith just as it is
a place that permits doubt and questioning of what the rest of the world
accepts as solid fact. You see, when we believe, when we have faith, we are
able to achieve many things that the outside world may say is impossible. And
when we doubt what is accepted fact, we are able to overcome barriers that
others never try to overcome. Indeed, many of us are never even aware that the
barriers are there. I have noticed a growing idea that there is no such thing
as free will. And for those who do not believe in free will it truly does not
exist. You have to be able to see beyond the existing paradigms in order to
overcome them.
Hundreds of years ago religion was misused in order to restrict
people’s reality. All of the advances of science would have then been
considered impossible given the limits that were placed upon free thought. But
scientists pushed bravely onwards and built an entirely new world beyond the
imagining of anyone living a few centuries ago.
But now ironically science itself is often used as a
bludgeon to try to prevent us from seeing beyond the walls that have been
constructed around us. Science has constructed rules and laws in the same
fashion as religion once did. You see, no matter how enlightened we may believe
ourselves to be, we cannot remove humans from the equation, their imperfections
and unpredictability. Which is bad as far as science is concerned, but it’s
where magic is able to flourish.
Monday, August 17, 2015
Random Thoughts Part 12
If you are afraid to discuss your beliefs, they are not
beliefs but prejudices.
How did we end up a society that pays someone to walk our
dogs so we can drive our SUVs to the gym to hit the treadmill for an hour?
When I was growing up in the 70's we didn't have things like
Facebook and Texting. If you wanted to send a message back then you had to
knock on ceilings or pipes or tie ribbons to trees.
Give a man genetically modified food and he will eat for a
day. Teach him to grow genetically modified crops and you will own his food
supply for life.
Isn't blaming government for the abuses it sometimes enables
kind of the same thing as blaming guns for the uses criminals put them to?
Life is like a box of chocolates: You get through what
little actual good stuff there is right away, then you constantly fool yourself
into believing there's still something good in whatever's left.
My dog has never done a useful thing in her 14 years
on this planet, and yet I would jump in front of a car without a second's
hesitation to try to save her. What can I learn from this? Perhaps that while
being useful may help us and others to continue to live, to bring joy into
other's lives makes life worth living. While she has never put food on the
table, she is always happy to see me and in all the years I have known her, she
has never once passed judgment on me, never once made me feel bad about who I
am. But more than anything she has helped me to see through her eyes, to see
the joy and soon forget the pain. Perhaps the ones we most appreciate, the ones
we are willing to do the most for, are those who enable us to see the most of
the miraculous in life.
Who you are and what you do today is most likely who you
will be and what you will do tomorrow. You have it within your grasp now to be
the person you wish to be, do the things you wish to do.
With all the money the government keeps taking from rich
people, how come they keep getting richer?
The fact that the media is overwhelmingly liberal is proof
the free market doesn't work.
The thing is, once the word liberal or conservative is
mentioned, once the name of a certain person you don’t like is used, your mind
rebels and rejects out of hand whatever is said, whether it is true or not. In
choosing a side you automatically reject half the world, can no longer see
colors but only black and white.
We are not raising children to be free but to conform. When
they are told rather than asked they are taught to obey rather than question.
What kind of freedom can come from such teaching?
Thursday, August 13, 2015
Random Thoughts Part 11
You will be a better human being if you spend some time gnawing on these bones for a while:
Fire is no doubt a wonderful thing, but it would be foolish
to call for the unrestrained use of it. Mankind has learned, at some cost, the
proper place for it and the danger that results in letting it go its own way.
When will we learn the same about the free market?
We do not support firefighters by supporting fire, let alone
arson. Why then do we pretend that it is a good idea to support war for the
sake of the soldiers?
Those with the greatest faith are the ones who are willing
to let go of simplistic answers in search of deeper truths. Score one for those
who put their faith in science, but let us hope they do not become too
comfortable with the truths they have discovered.
When man compares himself to other of God's creatures, he likes to
think of himself as a lion, standing alone and proud. But in fact, he is much
closer in nature to a sheep. That is the only explanation for fashions. The
only real difference between sheep and humans is that no one has ever been able
to talk a sheep into killing his fellow sheep in the name of God and country.
If political ads cause people to turn off their TVs, then
they have done some good.
Believing in an idea before one has the words for it or the
evidence of its truth is a matter of faith. No creation can exist without
faith. Without faith in the unseen, nothing new can come into this world.
The flower of peace shall never blossom by being watered
with blood, except, perhaps, the blood of martyrs.
Eat only food that is made by God or made with love. Good
food feeds both body and soul.
There are two theories of life: one believes there is an
“us” and a “them”, the other is that there is only “us”. But just because I
believe there is only us does not mean that some people don’t think of me as
“them”. In fact, all those who do not believe in a “them” are seen as such by
those who do.
Teachers would have the easiest job in the world if only
parents did theirs adequately.
All art boils down to sex and death, and let’s face it, the
sex is there to keep our minds off death.
A writer does not fully experience something until he has
written about it.
Give that which, in giving, makes you richer. Give of your
physical labor, which makes you strong. Give of your knowledge, and in doing so
you will learn. Give love, and you will be more filled with love.
Don’t be excited about one aspect of life, be excited about
life and have it shine through everything you do.
Wednesday, August 12, 2015
Random Thoughts Part 10
Group Think: a disease with obvious symptoms, for which each
of us is thankfully immune.
Everything you do and say is being recorded and observed.
But as long as you remain ignorant and compliant, you’ll be fine.
You know you’re getting old when your pride permits you to
use “I’m getting old” as an excuse.
If you are insane and utterly certain of your beliefs you
will acquire a following of otherwise sane followers. People are attracted to
certainty even more than sanity.
The places of quiet are going away, the churches, the woods,
the libraries. And it is only in silence we can hear the voice inside of us
which gives us true peace.
Our era is one where we have truly discovered our freedom
and it scares us to death.
Forget scientists. The next space launch we should send up
painters, poets and musicians. I’d be more interested in what they discover
than anything that takes place in a test tube.
Honest men discuss morals, dishonest ones, law.
Here is the paradox of it: the more of an individual you
become the more you realize we are interrelated, that success of one requires
the success of all.
People toy with deep thought nowadays, but they need to add
humor so they can dance away from it when it gets too deep. When a line of
reasoning becomes uncomfortable, a quick joke can take us out of it without
ever worrying about the consequences.
All the science in the world is powerless against the force
of willful ignorance. When facing it, it is best to employ other tools.
There is nothing special about me except that I have within
me the same potential all humans have. To achieve that potential, to come even
remotely close, is special indeed.
The mind can no more understand the heart than science can
ever understand nature.
Whether you believe in God or not, it is folly to argue with
him.
If you are looking for a way, earnestly looking, you will
find it, and it will likely be found behind a stack of excuses.
Above the entrance to the free market is a sign that reads:
“Abandon all morality, ye who enter.”
Time and age often lend a veneer of dignity even to those
who don’t deserve it.
Cleverness is the death of wisdom.
Tuesday, August 11, 2015
Random Thoughts Part 9
It will take you less time to read this than it did to write it. Sounds like you're on the winning end of things:
You can either feel you are insignificant or feel you are
part of something immense. These are two different interpretations you can make
from a basic truth. For every basic truth, we can choose to see the dispiriting
or the profound.
Great societies are maintained by great ideas, not great
might. History is replete with powerful nations falling to lesser struggles.
A deeper understanding means letting go of what we thought
we knew, which is frightening, because we must admit what we had lived before
was fake.
We fear nothing as much as being humbled, yet feel relief
upon reaching true humility.
It is a shame that the only resistance to a slavish
obedience to a new world order is by those with a slavish obedience to an old
world order.
Intelligence is merely a tolerance for ambiguity and a
reticence for judgment. Both of these can be acquired through practice.
When you can no longer see the humanity of the other, it is
you yourself that has become inhuman.
When we are afraid, we hide in our houses, our communities,
our nations. Fear constricts, love expands. Love brings us out of our shells,
out from behind our weapons and shields. Fear breads fear, love breads love. No
person is a victim once he is made aware of this. It is only when one is
unaware of this that one is a victim. When one is fearful, all of one’s actions
are dictated by fear. The mind is shut down and the human acts as an animal.
But once a person is made to realize that love brings freedom, he is his own
agent, has no one to blame should he choose fear over love.
The only lesson we can teach our children, and perhaps
anyone, is how to be happy. All messages we send them are suffused with
neurosis or joy. It is this more than any advice we pass on that is absorbed
and learned.
What separates man from the animals is the illusion of
purpose.
Whenever reality must conform to simplistic models, the
human is warped and twisted.
Mental diseases can be spread as easily as physical ones.
Those in contact with others with a serious case of denial develop the same
ailment. A loved one who is sick in the head is not easy to deal with.
Mental plagues are quite able to sweep through a nation,
infecting minds with an idea or an attitude.
Freedom, to a capitalist, means nothing more than the freedom
to make money. To them, the sound the Liberty Bell makes is “cha-ching”.
Nature or nurture? Cannot alcoholism be passed on through
environment just as easily as through genes?
Love is the enjoyment one experiences by looking at the
world through the eyes of another.
The idea of God is to see through eyes immensely larger than
your own.
Old books are like seeds lying dormant in the ground. Though
seemingly forgotten, they await the proper conditions, at which time roses and great
trees can grow from them.
It will be the same tomorrow and the next day: you will
always have as many reasons to hate as to love. Choose now which side you are
on and commit to it.
Monday, August 10, 2015
Random Thoughts Part 8
I have stopped holding doors open for women. I have found
that it only makes them dependent upon others and unable to open doors
themselves.
Once art served to educate and edify, now it distracts and
amuses.
What is wisdom? It is the result of multiple paradigms
brought to their intellectual furthest reaches and balanced and merged
together. It is something the fundamentalist, the person who only sees life through a single
lens, can never hope to achieve.
All deeper understanding starts with admitting you do not
know. It is the letting go of the simple in order to chase the complex.
It is a bias of our age to believe that if we were to show
the technological advances of our time to our forefathers that they would be
amazed and not horrified.
Government, like guns, should not be demonized but kept from
being owned by criminals.
The difference between a whore and a politician is that a
whore sells what belongs to her whereas the politician sells what has been entrusted to him.
It’s hard for us to see as a problem what has been for so
long a solution. But balance is everything and yesterday’s good can become
tomorrow’s ill if not in proper proportion.
Expand what you imagine is possible and you will expand what
you are able accomplish.
People eventually come to the realization that their
perception of life is not the truth. But most prefer fantasy to reality and
retreat from what they have learned.
Fear simplifies everything. The more you fear, the clearer
things seem to you.
The more paradigms you can hold in your mind at the same
time, the closer to the truth your vision will be. But you are limited. Never
forget that.
We live our lives blindly—even the best of us—not seeing to
any great degree causes and effects. Remember bravery and kindness as they will help to offset the ignorance that we will never overcome.
Sometimes you come to realize you understand something but
you can’t explain it to anyone, not even yourself. This is perhaps the most
sacred kind of understanding.
Never stray too long or too far from the real, never invest
too much in a single paradigm to the exclusion of all others.
The whole essence of life is to push forward, like plants
reaching towards the sun. All life is the same in this regard, and it is only
our matter, not our energy, that makes us different.
To find happiness later in life means that you have faced
life’s trials and over come them. It means that you have never given in to the
thoughts of your darker half, never stopped believing, never stopped searching.
There is a sweetness to this unlike any other. How many have listened to
despair when they were mere yards from the finish line?
Contrary to popular belief, you can make people think, but
they will hate you for it.
We try to turn what is into what we think it is. This is a
mistake. Unless we succeed, in which case it is a miracle. Miracles do happen.
Just remember when the world around you starts looking
crazier and crazier, it is just your imperfect paradigm dying.
Misunderstandings are seldom accidental. Either the listener
wishes to take offence or else the perceived slight was indeed intended.
Tuesday, August 4, 2015
Perchance To Dream (A Brief Sample With Explanation)
I had to drag out an already published book of mine tonight to make sure the measurements of my newest book were the same. And having it out, I read a little bit of it, which I now share with you. Looking back I see how much magic is a metaphor for writing to me. Seeing someone escape from a straight jacket on stage is not the most compelling thing for most people, but it is usually the most authentic. If a magician is just looking to impress, he will have compatriots strap him in so that the trick can go quickly. But an honest magician will pick strangers out of the audience in order to test his skill, even if most of the audience won't appreciate it. I think an artist, be it an escape artist or an author, feels compelled to include those parts that are truly authentic, even if they won't draw in the largest audiences. I think an artist wants to give his audience not only an experience but a genuine experience.
Eventually, Dave needed
to drop to the ground in order to proceed further in his deliverance. To his
knees, and then flat on the ground, like a Shaker in religious rhapsody. And
for Dave, there was some element of the religious to it. He was fighting with
his personal demon, fighting the very thing that had held him back. It was not
merely a physical struggle, but an existential one. While his body was in a
battle with canvas and leather, his mind was confronting the very limitations
of his existence. It was a battle that, should he choose not to confront it,
would limit his soul as well as his potentiality. He was acting out before an
audience a personal struggle that defined him as a human being. All else was
deception and deceit, but not this. Everything else was show business, no
matter how much of himself he invested into it. Here was something raw and
pure, and he would present this before an audience, even if they would prefer
to see spectacle. Freed from his restraints, he could then feel justified in
performing tricks, sleight of hand and misdirection. This, this made everything
else real.
He had no time for
fear, no worries about failure. He was fully involved in the escape, purely
doing the task at hand. Even the audience was forgotten as he fought for
liberation as if it were an affirmation of life. Each inch of movement was for
him a marathon, each step closer was a foreshadowing of triumph.
Each success became
easier the more it became obvious. The first quarter inch was easier than the
sixteenth inch that had come before, which led to a half inch that was easier
still. Struggle again peaked as he was required to get his hands, still bound
behind him, to squeeze below his feet and so release the loop that constrained
his movements. From there it was simple. A few more movements, and he was
holding the straightjacket out before him like an ancient gladiator might have
held out the severed head of his slain opponent for the spectacle of the crowd.
This was the triumph of his existence, an affirmation of life that he played
out again and again. With this feat accomplished, he felt worthy of playing
before his audience. He felt like a man unconquered by the outside world, like
a tree that would not permit the pruning of its branches to the shapes designed
by others. And he dearly hoped that some of this might somehow be transferred
onto the audience.
Monday, August 3, 2015
Random Thoughts Part 7
Yet another group of ideas that have sprung to mind in the last week or so:
Facts, like living things, have a value in and of themselves
and demand respect. Beware those people who use them as means to an end and
dismiss them as soon as they are done using them.
They say it is not the destination but the journey. And yet
we struggle through traffic to wait in lines at the airport, only to go through
demeaning searches and then be shoved into undersized seats. We have
compromised too much, and so are unable to enjoy what it is we get.
This is the sum total of the knowledge I have obtained in my
thirty years of work experience: The ranting of an idiot, overheard by an
intern and reported to his superior, will always spell trouble for the honest
worker.
Only the very stupid are ever certain of anything.
Most animals sleep in a hole in the ground or hanging from a
tree. Man alone has made for himself an elaborate resting place. And yet he is
the only one to have developed the alarm clock to rouse himself from it, the
only species to spend sixteen or more hours of each day away from it.
In the same way that youth is wasted on the young,
retirement is wasted on the old. We should not grow old but young, to gradually
increase into a naïve idealism rather than calcify into cynicism and
disillusionment, to end our lives in the womb rather than the tomb. Our
eyesight slowly growing keener, our skin becoming more sensitive, our appetite
increasing as we rush to feel experience, keen in the knowledge that we truly
must seize the day.
The world belongs to those with a single idea who are able
to repeat it unendingly. You may charitably call them single-minded, but they
are in truth simple minded.
Where does alienation most manifest itself in our society?
Whenever science, government, or business develops a really bad idea and we
just shrug and say: “That is progress. It is unavoidable.”
Man has always sought to be a part of something larger and
so has tried to change himself in order to fit that larger thing. What he
seldom realizes is that he is a part of all that is merely by being
uncompromisingly himself.
It takes a brave man to go to war, but it takes a nation of
cowards to send him.
We tend to want to remake the world in our own image which
why it is best to seek our own happiness. The best gift we can give others is
to be happy.
The big events of our youth have profound influences on the
rest of our lives. Similarly, the earliest events of our history (e.g. Troy or
the American Revolution) play a major role in our society.
We build elaborate theories on a single narrow idea, like a
pyramid balanced on a tin can.
In a sick society, no institution is untouched. No
psychiatrist can diagnose the disease without being disbarred, no politician
can point to the truth without being shouted down or gunned down. The poet,
musician, filmmaker, or artist who attempts to define the problem will be
ignored, without a source of income to have his work reach the masses.
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