Connecting with Gary Shiv as a Cosmic Shaman Friend is an action of allowing Him to help you liberate yourself from the spiritually dead world of flat, low-energy dull normalcy.  It is about learning to Voidwalk, to enter into the Unknown, to travel to the stars on foot, to be in two places at once.  It is about learning to get out of the psychic suffocation of cities and towns where the atmosphere is polluted in all dimensions.

Gary Shiv is not a Friend and Liberator for all and anybody, but only for the Heart-of-Resonance that hears Him in the Language of the Heart.  The Path of The Void, of the Unknown, is too useless or even dangerous for the person centered in Dull Normalcy and neurotic doubts about the “realness” of the Cosmic Shaman.  Clever Normalcy cannot know who or what is “real”.  Fuck that shit!

The Cosmic Shaman is a live and present Spirit Self who is not obsessed with Social Selfhood of himself or others.  He loves Nature and works with Magical Forces.  He knows how to grab the Inorganic Ally to “walk the Assemblage Point” and how to let go of that entity when the Voidwalk is complete.  He knows how to leave the Normal World and how to return to it to complete outstanding karmas.

If the apprentice is not a dear and trustworthy friend, the apprentice cannot be shown the secrets of Timespace Spanning.  Gary Shiv is the ancient Kal Bhairav, The Timespace Spanner, The Cosmic Spirit Traveler.  He is an Ancient Being.  This is what He does, what He has always done.  But He cannot and will not do anything for spiritually dead neurotic people who are fundamentally unfriendly, self-defensive and centered in brainy pseudo-spirituality, opinions and arguments.

There have been many visitors to Björkudden in Lappland, but all had to be gently but quickly sent away and could not be possibly ushered into the Unknown as Friends of the Cosmic Shaman.  They were prisoners of the Normal World with aspirations and imaginings beyond their ability.  Some were tortured by hidden doubts.  Some were spying for their traditional group.  Some were emotionally disturbed and unhealthy.  Some were hoping to exploit my circumstance.  Some were even worshipful and flattering, but unable to understand or take real steps in life.  On the insane planet Earth, self-deception is the typical visitor who comes calling on the new, Unknown “Master”.

Krishnamurti used to have beautiful, open non-traditional meditations out alone in Nature.  He would enter into Heightened Awareness, always curious where it would take him next.  He was almost a Voidwalker, a Cosmic Shaman, yet he missed, he fell short.  He was too busy being a Theosophical Messiah.  I will not make that mistake.  When I am Voidwalking, I do not give a fuck about being Kalki Avatar or the World Teacher or Qutub Sarmouni.  The Cosmic Shaman must keep His Spirit free of all the world’s psychological garbage about Who’s Who and What’s What.  Out in Great Nature in the Unknown Mysteries of Ultimate Self-discovery, no outer names or spiritual authority roles within Hierarchy have any meaning at all.  You can be a friendly, willing apprentice there, but you cannot cling to a social position.

So, from the standpoint of your potential Friend-the-Cosmic-Shaman, are you willing to suspend all the usual, mediocre shit about “is Gary Chicoine really a Master or Avatar?”  Arjuna was shown God-consciousness by Krishna because he was a friend to Krishna.

People who check-out my websites, including this one, generally do not have a clue what is near my Lappland cottage in the forest.  Visitors do not ask me so far about what is really important, so I do not bring it up.  I try to be kind and gentle, but it is all so fucking sad, so fucking pathetic.  I think modern life has pretty much destroyed the spiritual potential of just about everyone on Earth.  When I look at the level of so-called “spiritual” conversation of neurotic egomaniacs in virtually all the “spiritual” Web-forums, it makes me want to puke.  The doubts and cynicism those people have about Me (or others) cannot compare to the doubts and cynicism I have about them.  I can hardly wait for the great mass destruction they are helping to bring on with their pseudo-spirituality, their “wise comments”.  I am beginning to feel Compassion Fatigue.

I cannot help you by e-mail at your brain-centered convenience!  You don’t need talk.  You need a major resurrection of your Spirit in the Great Outdoors on the Real Earth and throughout the Real Galaxy.  You need to somehow convince me that it would not be a waste of time to Voidwalk you, to convince me you have enough Personal Power to grab an Ally and Walk-Your-Assemblage-Point.  If you can’t learn to provide yourself with a fucking “miracle”, nothing you believe or disbelieve about Me or Anyone is going to do you any goddamn fucking good at all.  I am sick and tired of all the Anti-cosmic, anti-shamanic attitudes of so-called “Seekers” everywhere.  A truly real Seeker is hard to find these days.

Your social arrangements about your so-called “spiritual progress” are killing you, friend.  There are great ranges of Direct Shamanic Experiencing you continue to fail to cultivate.  As you are, it ain’t going to make a fucking bit of difference who is a “Master” or “Avatar” or not.  Wake-the-fuck-up and discover the things that are seriously missing in your shamanically complacent life!

As for people wondering if they have the money to get to Lappland, I can tell you that some of my visitors have been quite poor, but they would somehow travel cheaply to Jokkmokk and stay in the Youth Hostel there.  Then they would take the bus to the Randijaur village and then take a real long walk back to Björkudden on foot, braving the mosquitoes and the possible wild bears and wild moose that frequent the neighborhood.

What all this is really about is that real decisions are made in the Spirit by Shakti, Power, not by the brain or emotional mind of a Web socializer who feels “isolated” in their “spiritual life”.  There is no “isolation” of the Spirit!  It is the physical ego, the social self, that feels “isolated” or “misunderstood” because it is usually an anti-shamanic half dead city dweller trying to do everything in the head only without being a Whole Living Human Being.

I don’t know if you have read Valis by Philip K. Dick.  V.A.L.I.S. meant Vast Active Living Information System as something like the Omniverse, the Tao, the Egg of Brahman, the Ultimate God, etc.  In that wonderfully hip novel, the hero, Horselover Fat, is looking for the Real God, but the Real God is in disguise as surrounding Nature.  So one of his names for the Real God is “Zebra”, a creature whose stripes give him camouflage when standing still.  The Real God is “hidden in the open”, as it were.  And then Horselover has been zapped by the “Pink Light” of the Real God as a direct visual experience.  All this of course is driving him nuts.  So, to resolve the whole problem, his brain-self intellect propounds various alternative cosmologies that he socially transmits in a desperate effort to de-isolate his highly disturbed social self that feels tortured that the Real God will only zap him with the Pink Light and not come Personally-to-terms with Horselover Fat.  He wants the Real God to explain Himself in terms the social self of the brain can understand and agree with.  The Neurotic Theology of modern Western man reaches a kind of ultimate mindfucking paradox in Valis.  It embraces the rambling brilliance of a human being who is highly articulate but psychologically incomplete from failure to Voidwalk.  Philip K. Dick adumbrates the danger of bullshitting ourselves to death over a Real God Who refuses to play our Brain Game about Him.

From the position of the Unknowable Godself, I can tell you, right Here, right Now, that I do not conform to your Brain Game.  Pink Light, Kundalini Experiencing, is a Big Hint about Direct Shamanic Experiencing where you ride happily on the back of Zebra and get a whirlwind tour of the Realm of Totality.

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Connecting with Gary Shiv as a Cosmic Shaman Friend is an action of allowing Him to help you liberate yourself from the spiritually dead world of flat, low-energy dull normalcy.  It is about learning to Voidwalk, to enter into the Unknown, to travel to the stars on foot, to be in two places at once.  It is about learning to get out of the psychic suffocation of cities and towns where the atmosphere is polluted in all dimensions.

Gary Shiv is not a Friend and Liberator for all and anybody, but only for the Heart-of-Resonance that hears Him in the Language of the Heart.  The Path of The Void, of the Unknown, is too useless or even dangerous for the person centered in Dull Normalcy and neurotic doubts about the “realness” of the Cosmic Shaman.  Clever Normalcy cannot know who or what is “real”.  Fuck that shit!

The Cosmic Shaman is a live and present Spirit Self who is not obsessed with Social Selfhood of himself or others.  He loves Nature and works with Magical Forces.  He knows how to grab the Inorganic Ally to “walk the Assemblage Point” and how to let go of that entity when the Voidwalk is complete.  He knows how to leave the Normal World and how to return to it to complete outstanding karmas.

If the apprentice is not a dear and trustworthy friend, the apprentice cannot be shown the secrets of Timespace Spanning.  Gary Shiv is the ancient Kal Bhairav, The Timespace Spanner, The Cosmic Spirit Traveler.  He is an Ancient Being.  This is what He does, what He has always done.  But He cannot and will not do anything for spiritually dead neurotic people who are fundamentally unfriendly, self-defensive and centered in brainy pseudo-spirituality, opinions and arguments.

There have been many visitors to Björkudden in Lappland, but all had to be gently but quickly sent away and could not be possibly ushered into the Unknown as Friends of the Cosmic Shaman.  They were prisoners of the Normal World with aspirations and imaginings beyond their ability.  Some were tortured by hidden doubts.  Some were spying for their traditional group.  Some were emotionally disturbed and unhealthy.  Some were hoping to exploit my circumstance.  Some were even worshipful and flattering, but unable to understand or take real steps in life.  On the insane planet Earth, self-deception is the typical visitor who comes calling on the new, Unknown “Master”.

Krishnamurti used to have beautiful, open non-traditional meditations out alone in Nature.  He would enter into Heightened Awareness, always curious where it would take him next.  He was almost a Voidwalker, a Cosmic Shaman, yet he missed, he fell short.  He was too busy being a Theosophical Messiah.  I will not make that mistake.  When I am Voidwalking, I do not give a fuck about being Kalki Avatar or the World Teacher or Qutub Sarmouni.  The Cosmic Shaman must keep His Spirit free of all the world’s psychological garbage about Who’s Who and What’s What.  Out in Great Nature in the Unknown Mysteries of Ultimate Self-discovery, no outer names or spiritual authority roles within Hierarchy have any meaning at all.  You can be a friendly, willing apprentice there, but you cannot cling to a social position.

So, from the standpoint of your potential Friend-the-Cosmic-Shaman, are you willing to suspend all the usual, mediocre shit about “is Gary Chicoine really a Master or Avatar?”  Arjuna was shown God-consciousness by Krishna because he was a friend to Krishna.

People who check-out my websites, including this one, generally do not have a clue what is near my Lappland cottage in the forest.  Visitors do not ask me so far about what is really important, so I do not bring it up.  I try to be kind and gentle, but it is all so fucking sad, so fucking pathetic.  I think modern life has pretty much destroyed the spiritual potential of just about everyone on Earth.  When I look at the level of so-called “spiritual” conversation of neurotic egomaniacs in virtually all the “spiritual” Web-forums, it makes me want to puke.  The doubts and cynicism those people have about Me (or others) cannot compare to the doubts and cynicism I have about them.  I can hardly wait for the great mass destruction they are helping to bring on with their pseudo-spirituality, their “wise comments”.  I am beginning to feel Compassion Fatigue.

I cannot help you by e-mail at your brain-centered convenience!  You don’t need talk.  You need a major resurrection of your Spirit in the Great Outdoors on the Real Earth and throughout the Real Galaxy.  You need to somehow convince me that it would not be a waste of time to Voidwalk you, to convince me you have enough Personal Power to grab an Ally and Walk-Your-Assemblage-Point.  If you can’t learn to provide yourself with a fucking “miracle”, nothing you believe or disbelieve about Me or Anyone is going to do you any goddamn fucking good at all.  I am sick and tired of all the Anti-cosmic, anti-shamanic attitudes of so-called “Seekers” everywhere.  A truly real Seeker is hard to find these days.

Your social arrangements about your so-called “spiritual progress” are killing you, friend.  There are great ranges of Direct Shamanic Experiencing you continue to fail to cultivate.  As you are, it ain’t going to make a fucking bit of difference who is a “Master” or “Avatar” or not.  Wake-the-fuck-up and discover the things that are seriously missing in your shamanically complacent life!

As for people wondering if they have the money to get to Lappland, I can tell you that some of my visitors have been quite poor, but they would somehow travel cheaply to Jokkmokk and stay in the Youth Hostel there.  Then they would take the bus to the Randijaur village and then take a real long walk back to Björkudden on foot, braving the mosquitoes and the possible wild bears and wild moose that frequent the neighborhood.

What all this is really about is that real decisions are made in the Spirit by Shakti, Power, not by the brain or emotional mind of a Web socializer who feels “isolated” in their “spiritual life”.  There is no “isolation” of the Spirit!  It is the physical ego, the social self, that feels “isolated” or “misunderstood” because it is usually an anti-shamanic half dead city dweller trying to do everything in the head only without being a Whole Living Human Being.

I don’t know if you have read Valis by Philip K. Dick.  V.A.L.I.S. meant Vast Active Living Information System as something like the Omniverse, the Tao, the Egg of Brahman, the Ultimate God, etc.  In that wonderfully hip novel, the hero, Horselover Fat, is looking for the Real God, but the Real God is in disguise as surrounding Nature.  So one of his names for the Real God is “Zebra”, a creature whose stripes give him camouflage when standing still.  The Real God is “hidden in the open”, as it were.  And then Horselover has been zapped by the “Pink Light” of the Real God as a direct visual experience.  All this of course is driving him nuts.  So, to resolve the whole problem, his brain-self intellect propounds various alternative cosmologies that he socially transmits in a desperate effort to de-isolate his highly disturbed social self that feels tortured that the Real God will only zap him with the Pink Light and not come Personally-to-terms with Horselover Fat.  He wants the Real God to explain Himself in terms the social self of the brain can understand and agree with.  The Neurotic Theology of modern Western man reaches a kind of ultimate mindfucking paradox in Valis.  It embraces the rambling brilliance of a human being who is highly articulate but psychologically incomplete from failure to Voidwalk.  Philip K. Dick adumbrates the danger of bullshitting ourselves to death over a Real God Who refuses to play our Brain Game about Him.

From the position of the Unknowable Godself, I can tell you, right Here, right Now, that I do not conform to your Brain Game.  Pink Light, Kundalini Experiencing, is a Big Hint about Direct Shamanic Experiencing where you ride happily on the back of Zebra and get a whirlwind tour of the Realm of Totality.

Return to Voidwalker Main Page