OK so gather round

 

OK so. Now I’ve got you on the bait am going to delve deeper, stay with me, don’t worry, be happy and all that stuff. I coined a word today, am always playing with word and meanings. ‘familiarism’ like say, apulhed seems stupid as a word and concept until you get familiar with it. As do ‘mickey mouse’ and ‘tintin’ and ‘snoopy’ and then onto more difficult things like ‘gnostic’ or ‘Gurdzhiev’. All of those words are strange unless and until you become ‘familiar’ with them. The first 3 were ‘cartoon’ characters. All of them carry a life-view, a take on life or a way of dealing with issues etc. So do the last two words ‘gnostic’ & ‘Gurdzhiev’, each have the same- carry a life-view, a take on life or a way of dealing with issues. It’s just that most of us are not familiar with them. Now.

I am starting to log into social networking sites. I think it’s to do with that networking thing which has always formed part of human need and function. Meetings and gathrings*, nowadays in the digital clouds of Twits and Linkds.  Gurdjeff who was a bald bloke with a big white moustache watti drew on a previous blog, talks a lot about ‘connecting’ in his massive tome, ‘Beelzebub stales to his Grandson’. Don’t try reading it cos it’s too big and too complex and too hard to comprehend. But it is very important I tink. It’s like a good film. It arrives in your consciousness and seeps in and later, years later, you go,”Oh G. said that in ‘Beelzebub’s Tales’’ or tails cos ‘Beelzebub’ has a tail. He relates how groups throughout the history of humankind have had meetings where they come together to, meet. From the United Nations to local councils, from the bike boys to the gathering at Khamar Khiid (a monastery in the desert an hour’s drive from Sainshand, Mongolia folk and monks met for the ‘enthronement’ of the 9th Noyon Khutaght or ‘Tulku’. This new incarnation of Danzanravjaa an artist, teacher, playwright and mystic who was according to Sue Byrne’s article in Tibet Foundation’s magazine about Mongolia rising from a (soviet) shattered past and its re-emergence of Buddhism ‘renowned throughout the Gobi desert’. Now all of that may seem umfamiliar to you, and may indeed make you tink you are definitely reading a wrong blog, but bear with me, if you haven’t already gone. It’s unfamiliar to me too. BUT, that’s precisely why I look into it. I WANT to learn about the unfamiliar, why, because I believe we need to be shaken out of comfort zones. My specialism was art but I realised it was only a key to the door of the unfamiliar. Like the surrealists, they opened a door and let us peek in, as did Duchamp and Maxt Ernst earnestly. So by looking into that article on Mongolia I realise there are other countries and other histories outside the ones we are inculcated with. And in the case of Mongolia, they were a Buddhist nation and before that a warring lot and then the Soviets took over and then they fell and then there is now, a return to Buddhism. So which is more powerful? A conqueror like Ghengis Khan or Russia or Buddha? Now Gurdjeff what you may not have been familiar with before I mentioned hoim was also a searcher after knowledge. And apparently he strode acrosst the Gobi desert on stilts with some mates who were looking for remnants of the very culture that gave rise to Buddhism in the Gobi desert. I know that beggars belief, but that’s what am here for.

Now I am not pushing Gurdzhiev’s work and ideas, I am not an acolyte, but he had this notion that there are forces at work in our lives which we don’t fully understand, call it Fate if you like. A ‘something’ pulling the strings, making things occur, like amazing connects. Jung called it ‘synchronicity. I talk about it a bit, just a bit, in my new book, ‘G Batch’. I read many books to glean the information which underpins G Batch and it encapsulates a lot of knowledge in a simple compressed form, that is except the prose poem about the six mystics, of which Gurdjeff is one, where the prose is extremely densely writ.

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That’s enough for today.

(*er I know I mist the er out and I missed the issed out of myst, it’s a real Mr.Ree! me)

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