..Shamania

The Rise of the Artist

	So, with the encroachment of modern industry (and economic supremecy) on not only our 

landscapes and fair lands, but on our very PSYCHE, it is no wonder that an incredibly large per-

centage of this world's babies being born are predisposed to becoming artists of some sort. 

	As a culture, we have seen the artist's role in society reign from village leader to 

village idiot. The use of art has ranged from creating symbols to relate experiences from one 

human to the next, to the creation of symbols for the purpose of conveying inner thoughts, ideas and 

meaning from one to another-- or from one to many. 

	The tribal Shaman was the survival leader to the tribe. The Shaman was religious/phylo-

sophical leader. At a time when early humans were stepping from being automatic creatures of 

habit, ruled by internal schizotypal hallucinations implanted by the singing of the Shaman in 

the form of instructions for the survival of the tribe, to becoming self-aware creatures of pre-

meditated action, art was absolutely imperative to the success of relaying survival instructions 

to more individuals than could fit into the "lodge" or "holy den" around the Shaman. The symbols 

of pigment on cave walls, the symbols of carvings in stone, the symbols of plant ink on paper, 

even BLOOD (for the more intense messages) were used to help relay the Shamanic message to the 

few surrounding the Shaman. In turn, those few would take the messages to the people of the sur-

rounding area (the village) and they could be sung out in strings of hallucinatory meaning, to be 

repeated habitually by the listener in a hallucinatory mantra of auto/meditated transitory ob-

session. Just like when you can't get a McDonald's jingle out of your head, except more like, "Keep

digging, keep planting, keep on walking, I need water for survival, long live the GOD...etc."

	That's right, the intense reason for the creative, musical, hallucinatory habits of the hu-

man mind has been reduced to selling hamburgers.

	For centuries, the role of the artist as shaman; artist as the King's muse; artist as 

public servant, has been eroded into an obscure form hidden beneith the ground of economic growth 

and political propogandaeic rhetoric designed to control the thoughts and minds of the masses for 

the purpose of the survival of the systems in place that control the flow of currency, rather than 

for the purpose of the survival of the society as a whole-- rather than for the prosperity of the 

flow of the chi (or inner vitality) of the individual.

	All of this erosion is resulting in the creation of mountains of creative forces, thrust-

ing into the eroded, featureless landscape of highway billboards and car insurance jingles. Just 

as the birth of the Rocky Mountains was a cataclysmic eruption, so will be the rise of the artist 

as Shaman.

	The visionaries are coming, and their children are delivering.

	You had better pay attention, and use compassion when the contemporary shit hits the fan, 

because their will be (and already is) much resistance to the individual creative urges that 

everyone is experiencing, and few are acting upon.

	When the irrational starts to make more sense than the sensible, it is time for a re-

versal of the flow of inevitability, and the catastrophic winds of change to blow the minds 

off of the shoulders of the elder children in ruling positions.

	If you can decipher these words, and sing the song within, then you will begin to ascend 

above all sin. Sing your soul. Paint your mind. Sculpt your body. Be yourself.

	Watch for the bleeding hearts and the artists to make their stand. Roger Waters is...

Hallucinatti

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