Souljerky Eats Our Brain (And We Like It)
We're presently in a state of bedazzlement after having a look at Spiros Antonopoulos' Souljerky blog. (We have to admit – and are inappropriately unashamed – that our fascination with celebrity gossip sometimes keeps us from what we should be reading.)
First off is a riff on zombies and yoga by way of Gp pal Doug Rushkoff. There's also a link to our bit on Erik Davis' somewhat rosy exploration of Ammachi in Salon. [Note to Spiros: I wasn't misunderstood, just not understood the way I hoped to be.]
And then there's this thing about Daniel Pinchbeck. While we can't say we know a whole lot about Pinchbeck, we hear he's all about crazy, South American jungle drugs and 2012, the next big Harmonic Convergence. In other words, more mass hysteria and a big fat bust.
We just can't get on board the whole DMT-as-the-doorway-to-the-future thing, despite our somewhat checkered past as a proponent of psychedelic urban shamanism. As is common in the post-psychedelic community, it seems that Pinchback is confusing his inner psychological metaphors for the literal psychic truth in us all.
We suppose that's what a prophet does, but the sheer hegemony of the idea of 2012 in the modern spiritual community is its own refutation. We're as far from being a historian as we are the king of Nepal, but we feel rather confident that you will not find a historical precedent for what these folks are raving about, making it seem much more about shared hope (or desperate hopelessness) than anything that could be called likely, or even less than probable.
But support for the upcoming Mayan misfire notwithstanding, Souljerky has certainly raised the bar for commentary on yoga and self-realization culture in our eyes, making us feel like maybe we've got more than a little catching up to do to keep up.