The Faux Pas Press #149
Howling Hermits of Chengdu
By Chambo Fresh
Sooner or later, the Fool is led to ask himself the age-old question "Why?" He becomes absorbed with the search for answers, not from an idle curiosity, but out of a deeply felt need to find out why people live, why they want and need love and take from others, if only to suffer and die. The Hermit represents the need to find deeper truth. That truth, an understanding of the Quantum Computer must be understood by ritual thought multiplied by ritual action. Song, dance, powerful visualization, incantation, prayer, programming, writing, and the circulation of ideas into the ether.
The Fool begins to look inward, trying to understand his feelings and motivations. The sensual world holds less attraction for him, and he seeks moments of solitude away from the frantic activity of society. In time he may seek a teacher or guide who can give him advice and direction.
There are a few teachers that have become my howling hermit teachers of Chengdu. We emphatically writes about the number 8 declaring all the programs we spin into the ether. Not just putting it out there. Not just manifesting a desired aim. In the age of Facebook, Twitter, and more and more information, we ought to take time to ritualize our actions, our thoughts, our deeds. Take time to put down on paper the items of our uber-conscious mind, connecting to the 'Master Mind' so to speak. Not just jumping into the newest ideology stipulated by songsters totting Apple's Editors Choice on electronic talismans we carry around. Ideas pop into our head. We say, "Hey. Aren't I the one who supposed to be living that phantasm. Didn't I request that reality before? Didn't ask and why wasn't it given?" Make some time. You will find that you score higher on your Chinese DLPT than ever thought imaginable, you will find that others leave you in peace when you are conducting magic. You will find that others respect you tremendously. You will find that programming is an important part of life. And it didn't start with the geeks in Silicon Valley. It started eons away - way, way out into space-time. My father is a programmer and so am I.

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