CHAOS THEATER...THE AMBROSIA OF SPONTANEITY

Chaos theater, is a surprise presentation... a veridic drama, an hiperrealist fiction (wich trascends ordinary reality) or a fictionated reality. It appears unexpectedly taking the 'spectator' by surprise, shaking him out of his merely expectant passive role, provoking him and inciting him to actively participate. Like an upheaval, a shock to the comfortable homeostatic sleepyness provided by cultural amenities and energetic lethargy, direct consequence of the contamination received through the consumption of bad food (rotten corpses of art).Movies and music, paint and literature, only make us more stupid. We consume the psychic filth of dead minds, distilling its aroma of putrefaction (its artistic expression). Even the most avant-garde smells as ignorance. We live a life indigestible and lethargic, heavy and drowsy, because of our polluted artistic influences, and just as rotten fruit, defiles the whole box, so our expression degenerates.
Chaos Theater is a surprise put on alert... that just as death comes unexpectedly, suddenly, mercilessly destroying without an option our shelter in the world. And as the darkening of earthly life (death) means the entry into the light for some and hopeless hell for others, caos theater will represent the pure vital energy, fresh and uncontaminated, conscientious and enlightened that unifies the poles, wich disintegrates dualities, revealing the fiction that exists in all personality, unifying it with reality.
While some will manage to use it as a conscious awakening, most will fly reluctant, preventing their participation, escaping to the extinction of their moral, not to give up their comfort old-fashioned conception of comfortable art, completely fictional, wich barely alludes (at best) to some form of 'reality'.
In chaos theater fiction becomes reality and reality becomes ficticious because there's never been a difference, our old fictions tried to represent the world... and our real life has never been anything but an unconscious fiction.
Children have been annihilated; selling them expensive industrial games (our adult personalities and the various professions and trades made by industry) we have entered the monopoly of imagination...governed by a tyrant and bored entity, in a non-artistic and inflexible game wich rules and final goal is to forget that it's a game, numbing us on the belief of a specific self, in a hard and determined world, where what we are is determined by social judgements, laws, morals, culture, and can not change. Our name and last name, document number, social security, mortgage credit. An horror game, a sentence in a specific character, for the rest of our lives. The worst of all prisions. Whose only bars are the conviction that it's real.
Captured in the belief of one's identity.

Our chaotic theater emulates an enlightened and conscious schizophrenia, a disolution of personalities, a collective entheogen experience, a desintegration of selfs, a conscious game...the resurrection of strange children with bizarre adult minds desintegrating in their spontaneous expression every remaining of strenght, of specific identity...lost in the high armony of chaos, discovering love's insensitive substance, independent of emotions and conditioned feelings.Yes, chaos's love is infinite and insensitive, merciless and absolute. A tyrannical ruler who conquer us with his power, and consciously displays himself regardless of their masks. Grotesque or subtle appearance, noble or villain, conscious of his identity skillfully and misleadingly leads us to the reality of his loving body. Since its chaotic, it is also unconditional, you cannot activate it on the other, using praise and weight, not frustrate it with insults trying to prevent him from experiencing it; chaos's love has become independent of your action. His prophets are crazy terrorist for your idiosyncrasy and morals.

Chaos theater: The union between life and fiction, a dissolution of borders, the elixir of art, its culmination, and paradoxically, at last, its birth. A paradigm shift, from an unreal art, forcedly fictioned, to a liberated expression, an opera of infinite proportions. The dissolution of art in own life. A constant game. The contemplation of the infinite unfolding of personalities, their unreality, and the positive artistic use of all of them.
A realized personality is such who has completely erradicated the belief in reality. The essence of paradox, a theater of illuminated minds, wich, shiny, with the energy of Suns, irrigate inner enlightenment with the rays of its expression.
"Chaos Theater' is also "secret theater" (as Hakim Bey calls it), since its not actually a theater, but more like a liberation trap...a sudden awakening, an artistic sunrise, the energetic frenesí wich provokes with expectations the reaction of heart, or in its unfortunate and expected default, the defensive reaction by the culturally conditioned viewer's personality wich doesn't commit to its own death and liberation. A kind of reckoning that will elevate or condemn us, to the miseries and virtues of our inner selves, always calling for the awakening and redemption.
We hope with joy and love, impatient and excited with infectious chaos to bless our theaters, try and collapse slow, indifferent and numb minds, to the coherent wake of its thousands of manifestations. Divine madness. The awakening of the gods. A transformative catharsis.
A real artist is like a soldier, enlisted in a higher mision, conquering with poetry and divinity, breaking with their allies gods in human minds, until love is emancipated from sensational requirements and conditions, and any mental structure dissolves in harmony. A murder of morality and prejudice, stupidity and ignorance. The real holy war. The conquest of love.

Maynun

The Explosion of Mind

Human beings evolved when started using entheogens. Our mind expanded suddenly. A luminic psychedelic explosion arised in the human brain for the first time. That energy was so huge that forced the primitive human reasoning to make an effort to understand such strange thing wich began to happen in his mind. The fusion of human brain with these forms of life (entheogens) established a communication in wich plants gave life to dead or sleeping zones of the mind wich woke up to life with autonomy.

The rational part of the human mind had to make an effort to understand this autonomous mental activity wich seemed to be alien to its own reality. The effort to understand gave place to the first forms of conscient expression in man. The first simbols.

Today we know that the first rock paintins date from over 20 thousand years ago, and that them were created by the 'shamans' of that time. These images show animals with auras, floating, or strage-looking beings. The psychedelic outbreak liberated man from a routinary state of consciousness wich had been conditioning him for hundred of thousands of years. This explosion of mystery and diversity of images forced us to explore... to point our attention and to penetrate with it. Descifer, explain. Comprehend, transmit.

That intention of search and transmission constitutes

the basis of our languaje, of our mental state and sense of reality. We adquire languaje, wich is nothing but an evolution of instinct. Every focus of attention pointed to this area with basis on transmission.

An outbreak of luminous images with determined forms started

to manifest in the dark inner kingdom of man. The black

space of mind filled with forms and colors. People quitted from

living only on the outside. Now they had to conquer images

and transmit their meaning to others. These images were associated

with the world they knew externally, wich helped them to comprehend

the environment even more and be able to modify it. Existence started to make sense and meanings. The human being started to find and lose himself in the infinite. Expanding his mind, escaping from his obscure unconscious.

Nowadays entheogeny frees us of this expressive form leading us to primordial manifestation... back to instinct, the root of intention. Without losing our contemporary capicity of understanding (gained in the last few millennia) we go back to the origin... we leave behind our ignorance again to make a new jump... from the base...and when going back to the cultural surface one comes back with more impulse, leading also who sorround you to make a higher step in human expression.

Man's independence from entheogens will come when his intention, not forced by external agents, can wake him up to mystery more than the 'energy' of plants. Meanwhile we can only hope that the self-boicot spirit against our ignorance and conformism wakes up. In such way we'll do anything to 'wake up', to comprehend deeply.

This will be the beggining of the construction of an intention to understand the mysteries.

This self-boicot consists in inducing oneself to travel to the depths even against your own will. Sabotaging it, leaving it ends.

Taking the entheogen not with desire, but with bravery. It's very common to feel desire to ingest a plant but noticing it's never the proper day to do it. Altough we long for the idealization or the poor unconscious memory of how benefitial this experience is, the superficial mind never wants to do it. She knows it's her end. She cannot want it. Our expression in this superficial area of understanding has its own life and doesn't want to perish. She doesn't understand that she won't die, that she'll only change, evolve. Trascending our own ego is to let us go. Letting go is accepting, in fullness, the strongest reality that existence may bring us.

Today's man lives unconscious in this superficial form of coded expression (as words). All of them have already lost their conscious sense. They are not artistic expressions as they were in their origin. Today they're treated like zeros and ones.

Unfortunately the mentality of the average human does not deviate too far from the mentality of a caveman ... his culture is not intelligence, but inheritance... a more evolved software working slowly and locked inside a primitive hardware. Our heritage is as virtual archives of knowledge ... we are good at processing information but not so generating it ... A computer looks smart, but it is not. No self-consciousness. In the same way man processes information, but without conscience, without real understanding.

We are caveman rich in symbols, images and association. Millionaires in symbolism. The kings of the cave. But this wealth doesn't makes us more evolved. A man in the early history penetrating into the mind's mysteries, discovering and creating language is infinitely more evolved than average todays human. This caveman was full of inspiration...he broke with mental structures wich had been conditioning the human mind for millions of years. These man overcame gravitational forces wich manteined human beings in a determined state of consciousness for inconceivable time measurements. Inspiration and geniality of the first men who expressed themselves is possibly beyond comparison to any other

form of geniality ever existed so far in our history because they been part of the last and big paradigm change of our species.

The rest of the discoveries that human race has made have been speculations of a language already formed. Moreover, the creation of it had changed in only a couple thousand years, the million years that preceded them. This evolutionary leap has been the death of a former self. The perishing of a state of consciousness that reincarnated as the beginning of this dialectical form and understanding of 'reality' wich we conceive.

So as children of the history we have inherited the merits of the effort of those minds that penetrated the mystery and understood it. Our dialectic symbology also evolved with the subsequent efforts. However, the quantum leap has occurred only once in the past 20 millennia.

The modern civilization must saturate and overflow with language to observe the banality of it thus trascending it. This is simply a maduration process. Like being tired and falling asleep at night. Something that happens naturally when the organism is saturated with activity. But one can ask... if this is a natural process, why force it?...Because our effort is the natural process. Without our effort we would still be dust. The universe is evolving mind. Understanding its environment in different ways and with more and more speed.

The universe continues to expand ... but this like the expansion of human language is simply a logical development to a large outbreak of consciousness, one so immense that even continues to grow. Our symbolic dialectic still expanding. Continues to develop into forms of language evolution. However, this development is simply an extension of that paradigm shift that occurred millennia ago.

Similary the universe evolves. Science has discovered that the Big Bang lasted an imperceptible fraction of time...in wich went from being a particle smaller than an atom, to a hundred millions light-years size. So great and swift was its appearance that it continues to expand 13 billion years after that fact. However, this growth is driven by that force, that explosion. As the history of our mind and language, the universe grows under the law of that old paradigm shift and is unaware of what was there before this took place.

The big bang is a relative beginning of our mind. This has expanded since then and has grown into the human mind. But all minds are one in truth ... what separates us is the space-time. The core of the universe is the past of our own mind expansion through this mental journey that we call spacetime.

The cosmos is a picture of our individual and infinite reality. The science is still unaware that in looking through a telescope to observe deep space, one observes its deep innerside, and when measuring light years, calculates the distance between the mind and the reality it observes. As our understanding evolves there won't be light years between the stars and us.

The distance between the center of the universe (the beginning) and our planet is the same distance between our superficial mind and the deepest unconscious level. The human mind is stretched along the spatial universe since the big bang. Its core and our deepest psychic depth are identical and the distance between them and the world in which we live is the same.

But we should realize that the body won't be able to travel to the core of the universe ... So many billions of light years may be too much. However, our mind couldn't do it either. Since is it who creates our body conception and therefore both are the same thing. Both must change. When our understanding is deep enough the body is relativized, the time will look tiny and the light will seem slow. Although this change appears to be a million years away, entheogenic experience shows us that it's only a realization away. By now that should be the only measure of time and space we use..."realize".

The human being is still unaware that his reality, interpretation and perception do not autenthicate the solid universe they percibe (relativity theory doesn't seem to have helped much). The universe is interpreting mind, therefore its never the same and doesn't even exist in terms of solid or determinable reality. Its differently interpreted from every fraction of itself. It's interpreted from the galaxy, and also from the star...it's interpreted from earth, from man, and in different way from our cells. Also from every atom.

What we can perceive is not determined by the cosmos and fisical reality...its more like a map...an artwork, a guide to orient us about our evolutionary level. Light and speed are the way our mind travels in sutble forms wich we are still not aware of, that's why we observe this phenomena as something alien, separated from us. The stars and galaxies are the different complete 'reality' systems we still have to explore...and as we aproach these 'realities', light years will be dissapearing. The illusion of time and space will begin to dissappear and soon everybody will understand the relativity in an adequate manner. The stars will come close to Earth...Our body has grown or the universe has shrunk...truth is everything will be separated for tiny fractions of time and space. The mind has subtilized to become absolute, unviersal. 13 thousand millions of years will be interpreted as a few hours are interpreted from an octogenarian's mind. When returning to it's origin human mind will remember being as old as the cosmos. Consciousness will give man an universal mind y therefore an universal body. Possibly the theory of an expanding universe that later will shrunk (big crunch) it's the way the cosmos has already revealed us the path and destiny of our mind...separating us exaggeratedly, eternally lost in illusion, increasingly moving away from the core (its unconscient, its origin, the begging of the universe) to contract again later, become one.

This cosmic draw guides us, orients us, like a teacher, like an oracle...a look into the future, to our immense body. Astronomy and astrology get together to reveal us the true meaning of our 'reality'. We only have to learn to hear its voice.

Our past, that we have left behind and that's been forgotten eons ago will become the future, then time will dissappear. The day the man starts going to his interior, will be the day in wich the cosmos will start its return to the core.

Everything will change it's course. The most extreme opposites will again become one.