Paul Joseph Rovelli reviews The Golden Flower

The director of the Gnostic Church of LVX is writing a wonderful review of my book, The Golden Flower. Here is part one:

“I just got and have already started reading Ricardo Flores’ (Koyote Ciego) new book release: The Golden Flower. So far, I’ve read all the preliminary writing (About the Author, Acknowledgements, Preface and Introduction). The Acknowledgements alone should wet your appetite for the book. The wonderful people he’s studied and trained with and the heart-warming remembrance he brings to them shows a man with great depth. And I know enough about him personally, to know what a fabulously interesting life he’s led and the fine character he’s forged.

Reading as jazz, improvisational musician, I’ve already found in the Introduction, much that correlates with what I’ve experienced in heightened states of inspiration. So that I can tell that dreaming has a much broader meaning than what the approaching reader might assume and indeed, it encompasses the whole of your being and your whole life.

From there, I’ve skipped to the last chapter on the Qabalistic analysis of the Golden Flower. But last night, my reading time expired about the second page into this. Yet, already, Flores is right on the money in regards to the nature of the Will and in a way that it seems almost no Thelemite understands anymore.

On page xxiv the aphorism in bold print states: “You are the totality of all. You are the hidden source of all experience, the experiencer, and the environment we call the dreaming.” First mystically, it’s two compact sentences; one, that we are the totality of the ALL. We each are the one God in its totality, as we are also and simultaneously, the holographic individuation of all ITs parts. This is then compactly but fully expanded in the following sentence; we each, truly are a trinity of beings; the experiencer and the source of that experience, as well as the environment in which the experience takes place. And we reflect the ineffable being in its totality.

It becomes plain to see that all experience and everything connected to experience is in one big holographic whole. This is what the Koyote Ciego calls the dreaming. And his aphorisms are build on this fundamental principle.

Overall the intensity of the Koyote Ciego puts into his aphorisms is combined with a beautiful expression of words that could approach as much as what a jazz improvisor would come to see, as a means for devloping an improvisation. Think of that improvisation, as an experience created by the experiencer and revealing elements of mind and soul that is the divine muse.

So the dream is really the dream of life and the Introduction has really wet my appetite for more. This weekend, I’m skipping to the last chapter on the Qabalah of Dreaming…can’t wait!”

(More to come from Paul Joseph Rovelli)

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The Shimmering Springs of Xibalbá

“There used to be, they say, this kingdom, ancient and old, existing and thriving before the coming of Man and before the building of cities and empires, before the wars and progress, before the isms and the movements and the forms, there was the city of Xibalbá fed by the currents and rivers of chaos and storms—all underground, barely perceived by the inhabitants of the human world. It now exists in ruins, without its rulers, without cohesion and coherence, without rule and form.”

The Shimmering Springs of Xibalbá is a collaborative piece with Maurice Laflamme III, where a Telling and a painting emerged as an act of creation from the sempiternal city of Xibalbá.

This is the first of the Xibalbá series, where I will collaborate with other artists to co-create shamanic artifacts.

You can now own a limited edition print of this amazing painting, along with the script of the Telling and a link to the audio recording of the performance.

There are only 27 prints made on a 16 x 20 canvas.

Click here to obtain your own shamanic artifact for $225

Your bundle contains:

-A canvas print of the painting by Maurice Laflamme III (16×20 in)

-A booklet with the exact script of the Telling

-A link to the audio recording of this sacred performance.

Note: this edition consist of only 27 numbered prints.

You can place an order through paypal or credit card: Click Here for the Shimmering Springs of Xibalbá limited edition print.

Broken is Beautiful Too

This brought to the light of memory what the war I came from broke: a heart, a memory, a home, a future, a peace, a silence, and a life. But it never broke my laugh, my love, or my revolutionary hope.

Drained Batteries

“Para de llorar, it’s just a plant.” My mom would say.

And she’s right, the pot fell and broke, and that’s that.

“We can glue it together,” I’d offer, refusing to throw the pieces away. “We can do something with this.” I wanted to save it, and I was sobbing because I knew this pot was older than I was. Just like how her sewing scissors were as old as her marriage, and how our vacuum could be my older brother.

It was worth something, broken or not, because she kept it for so long and it was her favorite.

She threw it away without a care and a normal kid would be glad they didn’t get in trouble for it. And I was– I never got in trouble for breaking things.

I punished myself enough with the guilt I felt, anyway. I’d be a wreck the whole day after.

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What the system has over you

This is an excerpt from a talk I gave at UCR on “what is a revolutionary?”:

“Forget about yourselves…it’s not about you…not about your education…not about your money…not about your wages…not about how hard it is to go to college. At the end of your lifetime, nothing that you have done, accumulated, published, is going to count; only what’s in your spirit. If at all.

It’s not about you. Change that orientation. The ‘me first’ attitude is the shackles that the system has over you. The fear of losing your lifestyle is what the system has over you.

If you have nothing to lose, what can you do? If you owe nothing to church or government, if you have no money to lose, if you don’t care about what car you drive, what kind of freedom can you have?

There has to be a deep surrender to your destiny, a deep knowledge of your personal freedom and an undying love for others. Without this, there is no real revolution. It’s just demagoguery and cheap talk…like this one.”

I want to say to those young flakes

I want to say

To those lazy students,
(walking out from school and raining on Washington)

To this uncaring egotist youth,
(speaking against the dangers all face)

To the snowflake generation of pampered cowards,
(mobilizing united against the murderous gun makers,
the cowardly law makers for sale, puppets of the NRA,
and crime spree of hate fed by our government)

I want to say…

Mobilize.
Speak up.
Enlighten.
Shout.
Fight.

We failed to make this world safe for you.
We got distracted with reality shows, with stupid banter, and cynicism.
We kept shouting “Fake News”, and “Build that wall”, and “It’s the homeless fault.”
We shouted so hard we couldn’t hear the bullets.
We were so blind we couldn’t see the color of your blood.

It’s up to you now.
Discern the voice of your spirit.
Learn to think for yourself, don’t wait for us to teach you.

Speak up… and listen to yourself.
Observe… and remember.
Survive… and vote.
Stay woke… and live.

—Koyote the Blind