Is there room in the Para/Crypto/Fortean world for a gun-toting, paranoid, bipolar, opinionated bastard? A lonely romantic in search of his lost soul? A knight, Samurai, gunslinger, born in the wrong century? A self-destructive, doom-driven survivor seeking redemption? A heavy drinking gonzo outlaw cryptozoologist whose ego is exceeded only by his libido?
No, there isn't. That's why I'm here...

12 July 2009

John Keel Is Dead And I Don't Feel Too Good Myself...

With all the hoopla surrounding the death of Michael Jackson and Farrah Fawcett, another significant personage passed quietly from this plane recently. John Keel, author of "The Mothman Prophecies", "Strange Creatures of Time and Space", and numerous other books on strange phenomena, passed away on July 1st.
Keel's investigations and pioneering theories had a huge impact on the world of paranormal research. From his theories regarding the relationships and connections between numerous phenomena (from Men In Black and Grey Aliens to Mothman, UFOs, and Poltergeists) to his position that certain areas and circumstances provide "Windows" through which "somethings" can pass into our reality are the bases for a lot of my own personal thoughts. (it was Keel who noted that these various "intelligences" seem to take an almost pornographic or voyeuristic interest in the human sex act).
His thoughts and theories have already filled filled volumes, so there's no way I could recap them all here. He was truly one of the giants. Maybe now he's found his answers.

This has been a particularly rough couple of weeks for me. It's vacation season, so I've been working more hours filling in while people take off. Hopefully things will settle down in a few more days and balance and harmony will be restored to my life. In the meantime, I've been irritable and moody, and I feel like everything in my life is turning to crap right before my very eyes and all I can do is watch.If this really is supposed to be my last Summer, it had better improve before I opt to take an early out.
Stupid universe! What did I ever do to it?


Autumnforest said...

Gummer, I know you're a tough bird. There's no promises of being carried on a pillow--you'd hate a life like that. The moments of bliss and quiet are taken to levels of nirvana when your life is busy and crazy for long periods of time. We would never appreciate what we have (Paris Hilton, etc) if things came easily and we didn't have to work for it. There'd be no character in us. No pride. No sense of deserved reward. We are only as good as the hard times we have to face. The hope is that you learn to find some bliss in things you enjoy, quiet moments in your garden, contemplating the bigger questions of life, reading about things you're interested in. The cool thing about the ride of life is that if you look at the time line of your life and the up's and down's, you'll see that this passes and you go into a quiet period, then a growth period, then a challenging period. I fight off self-pity all the time. When you fall into that trap of "poor me" then you end up thinking you have no options and you feel like a victim of life instead of a participant. For anything that you can complain about, you can find three or more things you can do about it. God's will is bullshit. It's our place as humans to have these challenges and when we come out of it, it's like having iced tea on a cool porch after a long marathon run. A sense or pride and reward that's earned. That's possibly what makes humans so very interesting to other beings...our tenacity. We're like worker ants, but what they don't get is that we do it for those brief moments of connections with others and pure joy in listening to music or riding fast in a car with the windows down... Remember the dude from "Tremors"? Your fate is in your own hands at all times, including your own happiness. It's just a matter of stopping for a few seconds and recognizing it in the midst of chaos. Tomorrow can't be the same as today, even if you try to recreate it. There's something new and interesting always over the horizon. Have a few moments of frustration, pull your bootstraps up, and move on. I have complete belief that if anyone has tenacity--it's you.

Gummerfan said...

Thanks for the thoughts and words. At times like this I remember the lines from "Touch of Gray": "I will get by, I will survive." (then I think about how that line was written by the LATE Jerry Garcia of the Grateful Dead and wonder if that qualifies as irony?)