The Red Pill

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That's why I prefer a little more irreverence as in Carlos Castaneda's mentor, Don Juan.......

What happened next was very much like what had hap¬pened the first time we attempted to go through. Silvio Ma¬nuel and Eligio held open something I believed was an actual slit. I had enough energy to focus my attention on it. It was not an opening on the hill that stood at the end of the bridge, nor was it an opening in the wall of fog, although I could distinguish a foglike vapor around the slit. It was a dark mys¬terious opening that stood by itself apart from everything else; it was as big as a man, but narrow. Don Genaro made a joke and called it "the cosmic vagina," a remark that brought roar¬ing laughter from his peers. La Gorda and Josefina held on to me and we stepped in.
I felt instantly that I was being crushed. The same incalcu¬lable force that had nearly made me explode the first time had gripped me again. I could feel la Gorda and Josefina merging with me. I seemed to be wider than they were and the force flattened me against the two of them together.

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The essential feature of sorcery is shutting off the internal dialogue. Stopping the internal dialogue is an operational way of describing the act of disengaging the attention of the tonal .
Once we stop our internal dialogue we also stop the world . That is an operational description of the inconceivable process of focusing our second attention. Part of us is always kept under lock and key because we are afraid of it. And to our reason, that part of us is like an insane relative that we keep locked in a dungeon. That part is our second attention, and when it finally can focus on something the world stops. Since we, as average man, know only the attention of the tonal , it is not too farfetched to say that once that attention is canceled, the world indeed has to stop. The focusing of our wild, untrained second attention is, perforce, terrifying. The only way to keep that insane relative from bursting in on us is by shielding ourselves with our endless internal dialogue.