In our first entry of the Alien-Con Travelogue entitled: “A Spy in the House of Ancient Aliens” I outlined the “setting” of Team Tek-Gnostics’ participation in the History Channel’s inaugural fan convention celebrating their hit Cable TV show: Ancient Aliens. The event took place in the savage heart of Silicon Valley… Santa Clara, California. In the second installment in this series, I fleshed out Team Tek-Gnostics’ “set” wherein my attorney… Agent 87 & I undertook the development of a cultural Ethnography of Alien Con, via a psychedelic emersion experiment known as micro-dosing.
This was the set and setting, of what would prove to be a very synchro-mystically charged week-end.
Previously we had decided to keep a Synchronicity Log to keep track of the significant, synchronous events during the fan convention. This proved to be a “triple whammy” within our synchro-sphere. I’ll explain... The methodology of micro-dosing is that by repeated daily psycholytic doses of a psychedelic compound (in our case, that rascally chemical trickster… Lucy), one is subjected to a cumulative, albeit sub-perceptual effect of the hallucinogen. The intention of micro-dosing is to spark creativity, performance enhancement, etc. Our experience was that, as the weekend rolled on, the effect of the micro-dose seemed to snowball. This cumulative effect worked synergistically with the act of keeping a sync-log.
As many readers of this blog well know… the act of paying attention to synchronicity increases and intensifies the experience of synchronicity. The very action of recognizing synchronistic events brings about… or more accurately… draws, or attracts more instances of synchronicity to one’s sphere of consciousness… Like moths to a flame. As is the intent of micro-dosing, the experience of synchronicity is cumulative. Or, in the words of my attorney, the enigmatic 87: “The more you see, the more you will see.”
So during the course of the weekend, the snowball of the micro-dose, picking up speed and size as it careened downhill (from atop the figurative “Mount Alien Con”), merged with the intention of our sync-log… also picking up speed. As the effect of the micro-dose accumulated... so did our experience of synchronicity. Now, these two cumulative events were co-occurring… complementing one another.
The third principle of the “triple whammy” mentioned above, was the synergistic and cumulative effect… of the two cumulative effects! …If you follow my pretzel logic. As the weekend wore on, the sustained effect of the micro-dose, appeared to amplify the continued attention that we placed upon the expanding synchronicities (or vice versa!). These two compatible experiences amplified each other, to form a psychedelic synchronicity that was somehow more profound than the sum total of its parts.
It was before this backdrop that the third element... the third principle... began to kick in.
During the course of Alien Con, 87 and I dutifully recorded synchronistic events. One such culminating event began when we made the acquaintance of two mysterious Sisters. I am not saying that these two women were witches, but had they been around during the Spanish Inquisition (Nobody expects the Spanish Inquisition!) they would have been burned at the stake! It was clear from our conversations that the Sisters were well versed in many esoteric and arcane arts. Their knowledge was clearly deep... these were powerful women.
So it was that on Saturday night, the two Bene Gisserit had found their way back to our booth. We discoursed on a variety of occult topics… often following multiple threads of conversation simultaneously. This was all intellectually stimulating, intuitively inspiring and a little confusing. So I am not at all certain how the topic of African Vodun, New Orleans Voodoo, and Caribbean Santería came up (the curious reader will find more information on this topic, from an earlier post, here).
Thinking back now, it’s all a little fuzzy, but I remember talking about the African Diaspora of not only spiritual & magical iconography and practice, but also the cultural and musical exodus from Africa, the Caribbean, and the American Bayou. These are all, of course, interrelated phenomena and are what inform and infuse American Soul. Invocation and chant became jazz, became R & B, became Rock n Roll! All Hail!
A cultural evolutionary element of the above Diaspora (and in keeping with the etymological power of synchronicity), is the concept of Syncretism. This is when different beliefs and practices of various schools of thought merge or blend over time… especially in the theology and mythology of religious practice. Consequently, the spirits or "Loa" of Haitian Vodou and Louisiana Voodoo, morphed into the Saints of the Christian dominator culture. This was a brilliant cultural protectionist strategy. However, unlike saints or angels, Loa are not simply prayed to, they are served. Also, contrary to pop belief, the Loa are not deities in and of themselves… they are… intermediaries.
During that conversation, I had brought up my favorite Loa… the gatekeeper… opener of doors… the keeper of the keys… lord of the crossroads… Papa Legba. Legba, or “Eleggua” as the Sisters knew him… is the Loa who serves as the intermediary between the pantheon of Loa and humanity. He stands at a spiritual crossroads and gives… or denies… permission to speak with the host of spirits. Accordingly, he speaks all human languages. Per the syncretic cultural overlay, Legba was hidden within or associated with the image of St. Peter, the Christian Guardian of the Gate and Keeper of the Keys.
Over the weekend, the “Loas of Synchronicity” were winking with increased intensity and regularity. So while we were lost in a very animated conversation about Legba… no one noticed the man with his back to us… standing across the aisle from our booth. He was a large man, examining the wares of the vendors opposite us. I was the first to notice him… I remember the back of his black t-shirt was festooned with Mardi Gras iconography. And in the middle of the design, framed by beads and bones… was the top-hated and grinning face of none other than… Papa Legba.
First I nudged 87… “check out that guy’s shirt” I half-whispered… “It’s Legba!” Not sure if he heard me, I said a second time, a little louder… “Look... on the back of that guy’s t-shirt… It’s Papa Legba!” Agent 87 looked… he looked again… and immediately grasping the synchronistic situation, he leaned back toward me… “Man… I got goosebumps” he said, showing me his arm.
As the immediacy of the sync was so glaringly obvious, we nudged the Sisters, laughing… “Check out Legba, grinning at us from across the aisle!” Upon seeing the guy’s shirt, one of the Sisters, smiling a knowing smile, simply said… “Ah… that’s Eleggua!” The moment that all four of us had gotten a good look at the mysterious man in black’s “Legba” shirt, he began to meander away, down the aisle of vendors. But as he receded, blending into the crowd, just before he left my field of vision… I swore I saw the image of Legba wink…
The ways of synchronicity are mysterious indeed. The manner in which it/they reveal themselves can be subtle… or they can hit you over the HEAD. Regardless… and by definition… syncs must be infused with meaning, for the observer. Meaningful coincidence is what separates syncs from mere coincidence. For me, and under the circumstances, Legba was the epitome of synchronicity as I have written on Voodoo in general and Legba in particular, many times on this blog. It was as if Legba himself was peering through the veil that divides the mundane and spirit realms, to verify the sync in such a way that was simultaneously subtle and meaningfully conspicuous. Such is the way of synchronicity.
And when dealing with UFO phenomena, just as in synchronicity, perspective is everything...
By the time 87 and I reached the end of Alien Con… we agreed that our sync log/micro-dose experiment was a resounding success. We agreed that having Papa Legba make his dramatic appearance, the portal of which turned out to be the back of some guy’s t-shirt, was a satisfying finale. For us, it fulfilled all the criteria that make up a profound synchronistic experience: brilliantly obvious, yet plausibly deniable.
Further reading from earlier posts, on this most intriguing topic, can be found below...