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Metis in Modern Times.

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My daughter called me last night during her one-hour drive to class for her PhD. She was presenting a piece on “metis”. It was a new word for me, so I found that brilliant bird by Bouvette, who happens to be a Metis Indian. I have no idea what the connection is between tribe and concept. I do know this artist is brilliant: http://www.bouvette.com/ 

Here is the word as it was being used in my daughter’s class. Cunning intelligence, often in service of revolution:

In the intellectual world of the Greek philosopher, there was a radical dichotomy between being and becoming, between the intelligible and the sensible. On the one hand there is the sphere of being, of the one, the unchanging, of the limited, of true and definite knowledge; on the other hand, the sphere of becoming, of the multiple, the unstable and the unlimited, of oblique and changeable opinion. Metis is characterised by the way it operates by continuously oscillating between the two opposite poles. Within a changing reality with limitless possibilities, a person with metis can achieve.

So metis is a type if intelligence and of thought, a way of knowing; it implies a complex but coherent body of mental attitudes and intellectual behaviour which combine flair, forethought, resourcefulness, vigilance, pragmatism, opportunism and the wisdom of experience.

When art and science unite, extra possibilities and opportunities are made resulting in innovation that can be driven by creativity. Metis is about finding elegant solutions to difficult problems instead of relying on brute force.

I adore my new word, don’t you? Just in case you are not totally enraptured yet, check out the synchroncity between Aquaman’s Hemoglobin Pony and this:

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Artist Patsy Payne will take you on a guided tour of her innards, the first time a living artist has ever explored her own “inner space” using cutting-edge medical imaging technology. Patsy Payne’s work Hypochondria takes you right inside the artist, literally,” says metis co-ordinator Rebecca Scott, of CSIRO. “She used positron electron tomography, or PET scans, to image slices of her own body and recreate the first-ever internal self-portrait by a living artist.”

Wow. Patsy Payne photographed portraits of her guts. She did it almost ten years ago, and yet I found it just now when studying Metis. My personal universe is born anew each day.

Cunning revolutionary intelligence for the win, especially when it shares a name with a tribe of Native Americans.

Word.

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Weekend in Heaven: We still got it.

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(Viva la Revolucion! by John Van Fleet, from Upper Deck’s Vs. System.)

Not much time to talk, just enough time to quote from an amazing article:

“We still got it. The collective unconscious, the deep sense of inner wisdom, that intuitive knowing that borders on a kind of mystical proficiency, where millions of people can actually look beyond rhetoric and media spin and merely feel the presence of something great in the room? Yep, still there. Who knew?

For the moment, I trust the collective intuition. I trust the shockingly widespread sense, not merely of hope and change, but of collective wisdom swimming though the air like an electrical surge between every smart, creative person on the planet right now, a bolt of energy that says: Hey, we’re still together. We still got it. Smart, intuitive people are still a force. There is life in the revolution yet.”

– Mark Morford 

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The full body transplant experience.

Namesake.

(photoshoppery of real plastic body armor by Rian Fike.)

The full body transplant experience grows from the urge to become the object of your desire, to merge completely into one glowing entity, to be totally in love. Not love like hearts and possessions, but love like fire.


Nina and I met under a full moon on Miami Beach at midnight, and we recognized each other from twelve previous lifetimes together. (I wrote a short story about the other lifetimes, but I forgot where I put it.) We were each accomplished Chaos Magicians, and we were both filled with the most insanely intense desire for each other.

We knew this was the one, so we waited. We waited one entire year before our first kiss. Magick often involves sacrifice, and the power we were building was focused on one of its most exalted rituals. We were going to switch bodies.


I am not one to switch and tell, but I can share some of the side effects. We began to release the exact same pheromones. We could talk without words. Sometimes our faces disappeared when we looked into each other’s eyes.


We have never sought a scientific explanation for the experience, but one day I was pixeling around with Photoshop for the next wave, I hooked up with Nick Herbert and his Quantum Tantra trip. Nick is the real deal. His experiments with the accelerators at Stanford have combined with the confirmed existence of the quantum dimensions of other realities, enough to hear an echo of the full body transplant experience in deep physics. Yes, it is very possible that the human mind is a form of consciousness that can “switch bodies” with any other physical structure, including inanimate objects. If the thing you are joining with is on the other side of the Universe, all your transportation problems are solved.


This quantum effect creates very very dangerous possibilities, but it also solves all problems associated with ethics, and Nick Herbert calls it the Golden Rule 2.0. When he was nominated for the Nobel Peace Prize in response, he actually used some of my illustrations in his presentation. You can click over to his site for more information…

Here’s your link, merge at your own risk:

http://members.cruzio.com/~quanta/goldenrule4.html

I know it is possible to switch bodies with someone or something else, I’ve done it.  I can’t give you detailed instructions, but the first step is the courage to give yourself permission.


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