Sept - Oct 2010
The Guardian's 'Weekend' newspaper supplement on September 11th featured an article on the "Gods of Science", with a group photograph of Brian Cox, Stephen Hawking, David Attenborough and Richard Dawkins on its cover. Sadly only Brian Cox looked vaguely content, with the other three prominent public figures looking very serious and quite miserable. My initial reaction was: 'How odd it is that skeptics and fundamentalists take themselves so seriously, and only seem to smile when they feel they are winning an argument.'
Recently Richard Dawkins had a three-part television series here in the UK, in which he approached the subjects of Faith Schools, The God Delusion, and Alternative Therapies with his usual one-pointed determinism, enthusiasm and arrogance, seemingly unaware of his own fundamentalist scientific belief system. I managed to watch the Faith School episode right the way through, but only got through half of his famous 'God Delusion' theory, for how could any human being actually have the audacity to try and prove that God does not exist? Donkey's ears for the human race! The trouble with Richard Dawkins is that he does indeed get it right when he expounds upon evolution and natural selection, but he seems to be completely unaware of the spiritual intelligence that orchestrates all of this multifaceted creation, which even Darwin had the humility to recognize. Dawkin's left-brain functionality is good, but unfortunately the balancing needle of his awareness does not seem to flinch even a fraction towards his the right hemisphere of his brain.
Hendrix, Hicks and UFO's
"With a five minute UFO experience I got a taste of holiness I never got in twenty years of religion." (Bill Hicks, 1992)
In the early hours of September 18th 1970 Jimi Hendrix died from asphyxiating in his own vomit at a basement flat in London. So to honor his musical genius and mark the fortieth anniversary of his death the BBC broadcast two documentaries films about his life this September, one of which was biographical, while the second mainly conveyed the admiration that friends and other well-known rock guitarists held for him. Fortunately I managed to watch this second documentary twice, and it was excellent.
In the late 1960's I saw Hendrix perform twice myself, once with an audience of about only thirty young people with dilated pupils, where he performed his full routine of gimmicks and the final sacrifice of his Stratocaster guitar with fire and axe-like blows. I remember being amazed by his seemingly effortless playing techniques, but horrified by the violent destruction of such an expensive instrument, one that I then could never afford. Yet at that time I didn't realize what an incredibly skilful and innovative musician he was, as these two BBC films fully revealed. For in truth he was probably as great a musician as Mozart was in his time, and no living rock guitarist has ever since been able to match his unique and sensual virtuosity.
My abiding memory of Jimi Hendrix is of him kneeling behind his Stratocaster on stage and squirting lighter fluid onto its burning body, just after he had sprayed foam over its neck and feigned masturbation while playing it between his legs. Then after the reverberating wall of overdriven sound had died down there couldn't be any encore, for Hendrix's electronic orgasm was over and there was nothing left to burn, strike or squirt when the whining feedback had eventually faded.
One strange fact that arose in this BBC film was a prophetic line that Hendrix wrote on a postcard, saying he didn't believe he would live to be more than twenty-eight years old. This turned out to be true. The late comic genius, Bill Hicks, who similarly died at the untimely age of thirty-three, was a great admirer of Jimi Hendrix and would later use the fuzzy chords of 'Purple Haze' as an opening for his stage performances. Hicks did some vivid sketches about Hendrix, mimicking him playing on the strings of his dick, like an anaconda head swinging between his legs in the wind. Or riding it like a buzz saw between the open legs of some scrawny mall-spawned teenage pop idol of his time, while he played 'Voodoo Child' and she screamed for her mummy. On the clearing stage of banality and mediocrity both Hicks and Hendrix were way ahead of their time. Hicks was only nine when Hendrix died, but in an early sketch he said:
"On a dark night in 1942 a flying saucer landed in Seattle. The alien pilots of this saucer left a newborn boy-child on the steps of a house in the city, with the message: "When you learn to speak tell them your name is Jimi Hendrix. We'll come back and collect you in twenty-eight years. Show them how it's done Jimi."
Sai Baba and UFO's
In her book 'The Embodiment of Love' the author Peggy Mason states that she once asked Sathya Sai Baba, "Are there really UFO's?" To which he replied, "Yes, and they have much work to do."
However, in contradiction to this affirmation an Italian disciple of Sai Baba tells a story of how Sai Baba once took a group of students to a wildlife forest reserve in India. While they sat in a semi-circle around Sai Baba for a light afternoon snack, one of the student's asked Baba why he had given differing accounts of whether UFO's were real or not, as the student had a keen interest in this subject. Baba looked at the young man and had just started to answer when a UFO suddenly appeared in the forest clearing behind his back; it just hovered in the sky in broad daylight. Without even turning to look behind him Sai Baba calmly said, "UFO's are just imagination," and the flying saucer immediately vanished.
In an article called 'Making Contact' the writer Paul Roberts describes how in 1969 he and two friends witnessed an enormous disc and seven or eight smaller discs that hovered over the sea in Cornwall for twenty minutes, before they merged together and flew upward at an estimated speed of 20,000 miles an hour. Two months later Roberts was again in Cornwall with another friend when the moonlit beach was vividly lit up by the sudden appearance of two luminous beings and a descending egg-shaped craft. Their next memory was of being inside this craft, where they were telepathically warned of the dire environmental consequences that could befall our planet in the future. They were outside the craft again before it soared into the sky. Then they sat together in silence on the beach for many hours before Paul's friend remarked: "I guess this changes everything."
Then in 1975 Paul Roberts was at Sai Baba's ashram in India and happened to be discussing space travel with a nuclear physicist named S. K. Bhagavantam, when Sai Baba joined them and asked what they were talking about. When Roberts inquired about UFOs and life on other planets, Sai Baba told him to shut his eyes, then he felt Baba's thumb press into his forehead. Afterwards Roberts wrote in his article:
"Instantly, an inner vision of awesome beauty opened up before me. I saw world after jeweled world in a limitless cosmos of coiling self-illuminated spheres within spheres. I was in each and every world simultaneously, their myriad unique fragrances, textures, sounds, and landscapes, all apparent, their every inhabitant me and yet also not me. As with a dream, everything was projected from me, and yet existed independently of me, flowing in and out as vital and as fragile as breath. Yet it was truly infinite, no limit possible to the teeming life, which seemed made of undiluted joy. A universe that continued literally forever, worlds without end."
Sai Baba then said to them: "Outer space, inner space. Inner space the only real space." Roberts then asked him if he was saying that UFOs came from within the mind, to which Baba replied: "Not mind. Heart. Heart is God's mind, isn't it? Space men come from the heart, the heart of God. Close your eyes, nose, mouth and ears. Is the world there? No smelling, tasting, touch, sight or hearing. Yes? World is gone. But you are not gone. See, my dears, all things are really made by you, but for now you are thinking that God is making the grandeur of this universe."
On the theme of Sai Baba's ability to manipulate time and space, I was once told a detailed story about how he had pushed a grieving Australian man through the wall of his interview room and straight back to his dying wife's bed in Sydney. As fantastic as this tale sounds, I recently came across another similar story, which is one of four that the narrator had heard about Sai Baba teleporting someone to another country through the wall of his interview room.
A Hindu man who was present at an interview that Sai Baba gave for a poor Muslim family recounted this tale. A boy in this family was miserable because his two best friends had gone on pilgrimage to Mecca, but his parents couldn't afford to send him, so as a consolation they had brought their son to see Sai Baba instead. Baba began the interview by saying to the boy, "So, you want to go to Mecca?" The boy burst into tears. Then Baba talked to the others for a while, but the boy kept on crying, so Baba turned to him again and said, "You really want to go to Mecca don't you!" Baba then tapped the blank wall of the interview room with his hand: the wall disappeared, and in its place appeared a street scene from Saudi Arabia. "Look, there are your two friends, " said Sai Baba: "Now go. You have half an hour." The boy walked into the street scene, and the blank wall of the room reappeared.
Baba conversed with the boy's stunned family for another half an hour, and then tapped the wall again. The street scene briefly reappeared as the boy stepped back into the interview room, proudly carrying some souvenirs from Mecca. A month later, when his two friends had returned from their pilgrimage, the boy's parents asked if he really had been with them in Mecca, and for how long. Confirming the boy's account, his friends replied, "Two weeks."
Over the past few months I have been re-reading 'Alien Dawn - A Classic Investigation into the Contact Experience' by Colin Wilson (Llewellyn Publications, 2010), which partially has inspired me to write the UFO pieces above. Colin Wilson is one the UK's best popular writers on parapsychology, and the scope of this book encompasses an enormous range of subjects. The book begins with the modern history of UFO sightings from 1947 onwards, then swiftly moves through the wave of Alien Abduction accounts that began in the early 1970's, to the famous Roper Poll of 1991, the figures of which seemed to indicate that several hundred thousand Americans believed they had undergone abduction experiences.
Although most rational or 'left-brain' people would regard the subject of alien abduction as an imaginative product of sheer fantasy or delusion, I am grateful that Colin Wilson has chosen to approach this subject with an integral balance between both hemispheres of his brain. For these abduction experiences are equally as real for the often-bewildered individuals who undergo them, as the recent revelation of the many retrospective cases of childhood sexual abuse within the Catholic Church, for which the Pope apologized when he was in Britain recently.
The material of Alien Dawn consists of 'High Strangeness' indeed as it meanders through chapters such as: Crop circles and frozen music, How to get people confused, Goblins from Hyperspace, The Fourth Dimension, High Strangeness, and Alien Powers. The last chapter entitled 'The Way Outside', presents a highly sophisticated vision of a unified cosmology or holographic universe, which questions the relevance of conventional theories, such as the Big Bang, Einstein's special relativity, and Stephen Hawkin's illusive and grandiose 'Theory of Everything'. After reading various book reviews of 'Alien Dawn' I realized I was not alone in my appreciation of this last chapter, which cover subjects such as: light as both waves and particles; dark matter, space and ether; David Bohm's 'living plasma'; zero-point energy, gravity and inertia; parallel realities and pure-energy universes; Julian Jaynes concept of 'the bicameral mind'; synchronicity and Rupert Sheldrake's 'morphic resonance'; the robotic left brain and the philosophy of meaninglessness, and the information universe of pure consciousness. Within this chapter Colin Wilson writes:
"I experience the same sense of absurdity when I listen to a cosmologist like Stephen Hawking telling us that the universe began with a big bang fifteen billion years ago, and that physics will shortly create a 'theory of everything' that will answer every possible question about our universe; this entails the corollary that God is an unnecessary hypothesis. Then I think of the day when I suddenly realized that I did not know where space ended, and it becomes obvious that Hawking is also burying his head in the sand. God may be an unnecessary hypothesis for all I know, and I do not have the least objection to Hawking dispensing with him; but, until we can understand why there is existence rather than nonexistence, then we simply have no right to make such statements. It is unscientific.
The same applies to the biologist Richard Dawkins, with his belief that strict Darwinism can explain everything, and that life is an accidental product of matter. I feel he is trying to answer the ultimate question by pretending it does not exist. And what is wrong with the 'scientific' view that ultimate questions do not exist? Only that we feel instinctively that it is an evasion. All living creatures need a sense of security, and that applies to human beings more than most, because we feel particularly vulnerable. Without a sense of security, we would be nervous wrecks."
However, the strangest material on alien abduction is only alluded to in this book, when he briefly mentions the South African shaman, Credo Mutwa, who states: "The grey or white alien creatures called Mutende sometimes capture human beings, cuts them open, then closes them up again, and makes them forget what has happened. It is only when a witch doctor puts this person into what we call the 'godsleep' (hypnosis) that this fact comes out."
By coincidence a close and respected Tibetan Buddhist friend of mine who had worked with Credo Mutwa came to stay with us in Oxford this month, and I asked her if she knew about all the shocking material he had disclosed about his own alien abduction during a long telephone interview with Rick Martin in 1999. My friend was well aware of this material and had independently met several white South African women who had undergone the same kinds of experiences that Credo Mutwa talked about in the long transcript of this strange conversation, which can be found at:
However, the content of this interview with Credo Mutwa is 'high strangeness' indeed, and definitely not suitable for those of a nervous disposition. The most interesting website that deals with the phenomenon of UFO's and their technology is The Disclosure Project, which was established by Dr Steven Greer. The Disclosure Project describes itself as: "A nonprofit research project working to fully disclose the facts about UFOs, extraterrestrial intelligence, and classified advanced energy and propulsion systems. We have over 400 government, military, and intelligence community witnesses testifying to their direct, personal, first hand experience with UFOs, ETs, ET technology, and the cover-up that keeps this information secret."
Below is a list of five books on UFOs, which have all received excellent reviews. Other highly respected researchers in the field of Ufology include: Jacques Vallee, Richard Dolan, Stan Friedman, Tim Good, Nick Pope, and Allan Hynek.
'UFOs: Generals, Pilots and Government Officials go on the Record', by Leslie Kean. (Hardcover - Aug 2010).
'Need to know: UFO's, the Military and Intelligence', by Timothy Good. (Paperback - Nov 2007).
'The Day After Roswell', by Col. Philip Corso. (Paperback - June 1998)
'Witness to Roswell: Unmasking the Government's Biggest Cover-up', by Thomas Carey & Donald Schmitt. (Paperback - 2009)
'Unconventional Flying Objects: A Scientific Analysis', by Paul R. Hill. (Paperback - 1995)