Transmission Out
I mean no matter what you believe about
alien abductions
and or religious experiences
and or psychedelic channelings
and or immersive gaming
and or magic and witchcraft
Revival tent hucksterism,
Myers-Briggs psychobabble,
Or Hank Williams singing with the conviction of a man who had seen the light.
No matter what you think about it all, it's your rigorous intuition that tells your
tell-tale heart at the end of the day, at the twilight between dusk and dawn, you
have got to ask yourself a question about it.
What light? A blinding light. One of those rare and purposeful beams of light that
we are told strikes certain individuals at key moments in their lives.
Tesla as a child in the Balkans,
Phillip K. Dick in Fullerton,
Bob Dylan in his bedroom in Malibu,
Merle Haggard in a small plane over Point Conception,
Joan of Arc's blinding visions,
Saint Catherine receiving the stigmata from a dense beam of otherworldly yellow
color
