Thursday, September 17, 2015

23 Skiddoo: Way Back Beyond Across the Stars

486 pgs.     
Published:  May 5, 2016 
Available as an ebook, paperback or hardcover:
Genre: Hybrid 
MetaPolitical Non-Fiction (in the guise of a) Thought-Bomb Sci-Fi Thriller
 Copyright © 2016 by Wyman Wicket
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The lamp of reason does not dictate but serves three characters, who fall in together by happenstance. Each of the characters has waded into the cesspool of cowardly parasitism known as the System, comprised of Establishment and anti-Establishment. A rag-tag alliance unfolds that lays open the secret strength of the material world and the powers of a bodiless inner world; subconscious life-forces and supra-conscious spirit-forces illuminate reciprocal dimensions and set them to work; reality is a diabolic lie disseminated by (generally well-paid) half-wits, and the protagonists attack its self-imposed limitations, its exploitation of its own conscious debility that passes for virtue.  Thanatos is the elixir drunk by Earthlings unaware of their own deadened state. As bringers of eros (and as Muses for post-modernist truth-tellers), extraterrestrials are most unwelcome on planet Earth. The ruling globalist gang of bureaucrats has turned the planet into a dehumanization project. Celestial, agape forces are called upon to battle an Illuminati-type agenda. Our protagonists are the antiheroic heroes whose abnormative tickles are the impetus for unhinging the planetary chaos of an obsolete and dangerous consciousness; revolutionary cultural mutants who arm the masses with creative and imaginal thought-bombs.
Sos, the main sleuth/protagonist, inhabits a worldview with neo-primitivist propensities laced with inklings of aliens and an abiding sense that “everything fits together.” He is a supernaturalist and the aliens are symptomatic of that supernaturalism. Of course, there are some real aliens in play, so his intuitions are somewhat on the mark.
Next is Ex, a hyper-naturalist and nihilist that one might construct after reading the book Nihil Unbound. Everything has already happened and everyone is always already dead. There is merely the endless churning of matter, and mind is no more than an epiphenomenon, the echo of the last door closing in an empty amphitheater. But Ex is also something of a postmodernist, and even a dead man needs to make a living. So he designs worldviews for the hapless masses. Styling himself as something of a charismatic sociopath (along the lines of those who manage the present apocalypse) he cynically crafts worldviews like exotic flowers to adorn the hair and “heads” of the dead. He assumes all worldviews revolve on a fundamental denial of the fact that we are all already dead, perky zombies unable to face our own rank decay. In any case, he comes into contact with Sos, who needs help tweaking his own worldview and is writing a book on the subject, and who also wants to connect with others who think “outside the paradox box,” i.e., people who might come seeking Ex’s epistemological expertise—and the adventures begin.
A third sleuth, Ivan, is a hold-over Russian spy who went rogue after the fall of the USSR. He is a Marxist at heart, still committed to proletarian revolution, and is also an anthropological architect who has built up an intricate network of organizations to serve his spying—an insane asylum, a few cults, a prostitution ring, an ecstasy dispensary, and a hash den in the LA suburbs. Indeed, both the Russian Foreign Intelligence Service and the CIA would like to eliminate him, but they have a scant understanding of his organizations or his whereabouts. Ivan’s work as a seasoned, master spy, has also brought him in contact with real aliens. They consider him to be the da Vinci of social constructs among Earthlings and even occasionally employ him to help them craft various Illuminati red herrings and so on. Ivan, in turn, consults occasionally with Ex to get worldview ideas for his constructions. Ivan enjoys a tactical advantage due to the fact that he has been genetically altered and has a certain capacity to reshape his appearance.
23 Skiddoo: Way Back Beyond Across the Stars chronicles one crazy, long, hot summer in the life of Nathaniel Sos—a scruffy, beach-loving searcher for secret knowledge—as he rubs up against two worlds: one that hates, misconstrues or suspects him, and another that loves, guides and supports him. With the impetus of a special patron, Sos sets out to write The Cultural Mutant’s Guide to Consensual Reality and Culture Trance. In so doing he draws on his vast reservoir of prior research and writing. But a chance encounter puts him squarely in the center of an ultra-secret project and on the radar of intelligence agencies.
 At the behest of Sos’ benefactor, Ex and Ivan join forces with Sos and they metasticize into social terrorists in a world gone bland. They are, of course, a provocation to the System—a System that Sos is forever critiquing. Ex finds Sos’s critiques more palpable and more reliable than most of his clients’ worldviews; Ivan helps by guiding, in appropriate directions, Sos’ haphazard and self-choreographed way forward.
This rag-tag “team” of sleuths, aided by extraterrestrial and celestial advisors, arm Sos with the requisite knowledge, wisdom and confidence to negotiate his way clear of difficulties. In the process, our main protagonist is initiated into esoteric realms he had long intuited but, until now, was unable to confirm, access, and explore.
This is the story of a would-be sufi—a stumblebum and bluesman—a lovable sub-genius[1]—whose reverence for authentic experience, Jimi Hendrix, Love, Truth and Liberty, drive his dedication to debugging the big questions.
Through social critique, 23 Skiddoo riffs on the oppressive efforts of a parasitical, controlling elite to keep the world’s mind-controlled citizen-serfs in a perpetual state of “dissociation.”[2] In the book’s semiotic jumble of deduction, inference, parable, metaphor, and lucid dreamscapes, one may detect a new consciousness beginning to bud and blossom. This consciousness is steeped in tradition and adaptive to current circumstances; it is nothing short of a tapping into that flow of universal “juice”—a spiritual life force having the capacity to help us recall our true human potential, transform us, and release humanity from this prison planet, as it reaches way back beyond across the stars in its originary creative power. And yes, our scruffy protagonist finally gets a publishing deal and lots more in the bargain.

   When it comes to the conspiratorial worldview of history and current events, there are essentially three types of people:

(1) the true believer, who has read and researched much, is surprised by very little, and is sometimes accepting of more than sound reason and limited experience dictate;

(2) the absolute skeptic, who has no time for such inane, paranoid ramblings, believing them to be a diatribe of utter nonsense, and who has no patience to entertain anything of the sort; and

(3) the “well-rutted” worker-bee who is too distracted “making a living” and knows nothing of “hidden truth and forbidden knowledge,” but whose mind is open to pondering the imponderable taboos associated with any and all enigmas.
Particularly in the earlier chapters (and here and there throughout the book), our main protagonist tends to rage on in an occasionally sophomoric, diatribe style that is fairly typical of many who research and immerse themselves in the conspiratorial worldview. Some readers will require more patience than others to abide his rants. For example, a true believer might get bored or picayune about some of the arguments; the absolute skeptic will likely find it to be anathema and quit reading; and the busy person of established routine who knows nothing of these matters will probably find it somewhere between curious and dazzling.
The social critiques herein range from simple common sense to edgy complexity; the sentiments expressed are representative of the frustrating overwhelm and “tail-chasing” that go on in attempting to unravel the intricate web of deception that has been woven over and around us. The challenge is in using the “dissociated self” to analyze, articulate, and come to grips with the machinations of control systems. Those systems have been and continue to be the root cause of that dissociation, enabled via the mind-control of propaganda, with its constant barrage of disinformation. And so, this heuristic technique of immersion in the context is helpful to truly apprehend the conundrum of the researcher—to stand-in the-shoes of such folks who have only a partial or incomplete knowledge of an immense subject matter because they operate from a distinctly disadvantaged (viz., dissociated) condition.

[1]  Official Website of The Church of the SubGenius,™ Maintained by The SubGenius™ Foundation, Inc. in the name of J.R. “Bob” Dobbs–High Epopt & Living Slack Master. (n.d.).
[2] “Dissociation” might be thought of as a disabling condition of a psyche enthralled by its own deficient consciousness; or in consciousness theorist Jean Gebser’s terminology, possibilities for transparency (spiritual diaphaneity) remain in latency, so that a demonstrable presence of the future cannot fully unfold.