the beginning of Wacko Wizard’s neverending story

I suppose the beginning of my neverending story started a long, long time ago, in a universe far, far away.

It may have no scientific ending, either.

I don’t know much about Joseph Campbell mentioned by Psycho Psychic in her post about the beginning of her neverending story, other than I am left-handed, and I saw his “Hero’s Journey” film maybe in 1987.

If I understand Campbell’s left hand path, then I ended up going down it full bore, whole hog, after plenty of struggling to shed my early rich, white, prominent Southern Baptist family programming, beliefs and worrying what other people thought about me. I came to think there is much truth in the saying: Once you destroy your reputation you can be free.

I take some credit for that evolution, which more than a few other people viewed as devolution; but most of the credit I have to give to a band of angels that came after me, which came into plain view in early January 1987, in my 45th year, which I described at the bottom of this website’s home page.

I laugh, when I hear someone say that visitation by angels was my subjective experience. Or, I imagined it. Or, I made it up.

It was as objective and real as hitting my thumb with a hammer. As being hit in the balls by a line drive when I was 11 playing scrub baseball before school started. As my choking nearly to death on my first communion wine after my mother had forced me to take Confirmation classes. As my first-born dying of sudden infant death syndrome when I was 25.

As objective and real as my being told in my sleep in early January 1991, “With respect to St. John of the Cross, you haven’t seen anything yet,” and then I was covered in pure, raw, black Evil, and I went to gagging and trying to escape it, and I woke up gagging and trying to escape it, and I was terrified, and my ego was inflated sky high.

As objective and real as the heavens and their beauties and hell and its uglies inside and outside me then having their way with me,  which, along with being stood in front of a mirror for long periods of time, changed my perspective of just about everything.

I learned everything is interconnected. There is no separation between human events and spirit events. As above, so below. As below, so above.

I learned a dream or vision, or being visited and touched and moved and shaken and traumatized and uplifted by supernatural beings, or by ETs, is as objective and real as having an automobile wreck. That nobody else has your dream or vision or experience does not make it subjective or imaginary.

If you don’t believe me, ask Joseph Campbell – Heh.

Enough babbling. What’s important is what happens and how we respond to it.

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a·nom·a·lous
/əˈnämələs/
adjective
  1. deviating from what is standard, normal, or expected.
    “an anomalous situation”
    synonyms: abnormalatypicalnontypicalirregularaberrantexceptionalfreakfreakishoddbizarrepeculiarunusual, out of the ordinary, inconsistentincongruousdeviant, deviating, divergenteccentric;

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