I’m visiting Alameda park this month, specifically to dream and stalk, does anyone have any suggestions???
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u/danl999
4 points2019-02-03 21:18
I can only give a little hint at what former students did in parks. I was more into locking myself, along with a few of the pretty women Carlos gathered, into hotel rooms. And before anyone gets an idea, Carlos told us to be celibate and I honored it.
But man oh man! Some of the women Carlos had around were stunning. There was one in particular. A euro blond with huge natural boobs. Extremely pretty. Someone told me she was "a high class hooker". I'd never heard of that before, so I asked how much she cost. I was told the minimum price was $3000. From then on my friend and I would joke everytime we saw her at a workshop, that we were saving up our pennies and it was only a matter of time. She never did get into the inner group as far as I know, but there was talk about why not. I guess she wasn't a "stray", so she didn't need any help.
About silence and stalking in parks, I can only say that there's a park near Santa Monica Towers where people from Carlos' classes used to go. I was told about it by someone who'd participated, but she didn't explain what they did. I assumed it was associated with the theater of infinity.
I never got into their stalking theater practices. And I'm glad I got left out. They had one of the men naked in some of their plays, and I guarantee it wouldn't have been a pretty sight.
I was told there was a power spot right in the center of the compound Carlos owned in westwood. The naked man had to somehow disappear behind a support beam there. If I had to guess (on too little information), the embarassment of being naked shifted his assemblage point. Just about anything can shift it if you're silent, but if you aren't silent enough a big embarassment will certainly do the job.
Power spots can be used to change worlds while awake, just by walking through them. I've done it myself, but it's really just a side effect of silence. There's a level of silence so profound that you stop controlling what your eyes see, and let them see everything (or anything).
Unfortunately, that's also very close to asleep, so it's tricky to maintain that.
Carlos invited me to his amazingly nice LA compound one time, just to give me half a pear with some cream on it. It didn't make any sense, but he casually gave me enough time to look around for the power spot (while he was preparing the pear in the kitchen), so I took advantage.
He'd told a story about how he'd harmed himself picking those pears by falling off the roof (not sure how long ago), so the gift of the pear was symbolic to me. After he was harmed, he managed to "jump groves" and was ok again. The details weren't clear. Sometimes Carlos was lecturing to a specific person, and didn't bother to fill the rest of us in.
I looked around for the beam that was supposed to be a power spot. It was in a room entirely covered in wood. Quite lovely. I walked around the beam, but I didn't see any way to disapear there.
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u/dreamerandstalker
3 points2019-02-03 22:56
I’m interested in Alameda park in Mexico City because Don Juan taught Carlos there on several occasions.
For me this will be like sacred territory.
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u/danl999
4 points2019-02-03 23:59
Ahhh... I was thinking Santa Barbara.
I don't know anything about Alameda Park, except don't eat the cupcakes sold by the vendors. I got so sick one time, that all I could do is lay in bed for a week. Eventually I dragged myself to the hospital, where the guy said I had severe food poisoning, and had I been outside the country?
Yes, Carlos also gave quite a few seminars there. I used to get into trouble for sitting in on the Spanish lectures, since I didn't speak Spanish. But that was the whole point for me. I forced myself silent while watching him speak, and his body became just a dark outline of a man, like it wasn't really there and he was only a projection from an ally.
He loved those guys outside the Museum, who climb the very high poles and play their Indian flutes while spinning around them with colored ribbons trailing.
If you walk into the residential area from the museum (which is adjacent to the park), you'll see clay buildings left over from the Indian populations. They're painted bright colors and have a clay couch of sorts, plus some shelves. They sit in little parks.
(Or maybe they were made recently to amuse gringos).
Carlos gave us a tour of the museum one time, discussing statues and relics as he walked along. The gist of it was, those statues were saturated with the intent of the people who made them, and it was possible to make use of that intent. If you got silent at night for example, you might even see them moving.
At the time "intent" was a very mysterious force to most of us, but his last 3 books make it clear that it's not so mysterious. They also imply, if you aren't hooked into the intent of "The Sorcerer's of Ancient Mexico", then when you get silent, maybe something else will happen. Perhaps you won't see that the universe is composed of aware luminous fibers. Maybe you'll see that it's all water coming from under Brahma.
It would be fun to find out, but it seems he was right. There's no one else practicing silence in order to see reality directly. And if anyone is out there, you probably can't have a chat with them.
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u/dreamerandstalker
3 points2019-02-04 08:28
While I am there I intend on finding a beneficial spot, from there... wherever spirit takes me.
Thanks for the stories!
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u/danl999
3 points2019-02-04 17:11
So make sure to visit National Museum of Anthropology and History. There's so many museums it's easy to get lost. But that one has the chacmool statues Carlos named the tensegrity leaders after. You might also pick up some of their intent by studying them. I don't know how that works, but I've seen that it does. Intent is both obvious and internal, but also there's some strange external component.
That museum is about 3.5 miles on foot. But remember, don't eat the food unless it's too hot to touch. There's nothing wrong with it if you live there, but if you're from the USA you can get seriously ill.
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u/danl999
3 points2019-02-06 16:58
About Carlos giving me half a pear: Apparently that's a chinese custom when someone is leaving. It's even used in Kungfu movies, except westerners wouldn't get the symbology.
It's based on the Mandarin characters for pear. There was of course interest in chinese culture in Carlos' group, a few times I heard discussions about it. I also know one former student who took up mandarin while she was closer to the group. Could be there was still an active interest there.
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I can only give a little hint at what former students did in parks. I was more into locking myself, along with a few of the pretty women Carlos gathered, into hotel rooms. And before anyone gets an idea, Carlos told us to be celibate and I honored it.
But man oh man! Some of the women Carlos had around were stunning. There was one in particular. A euro blond with huge natural boobs. Extremely pretty. Someone told me she was "a high class hooker". I'd never heard of that before, so I asked how much she cost. I was told the minimum price was $3000. From then on my friend and I would joke everytime we saw her at a workshop, that we were saving up our pennies and it was only a matter of time. She never did get into the inner group as far as I know, but there was talk about why not. I guess she wasn't a "stray", so she didn't need any help.
About silence and stalking in parks, I can only say that there's a park near Santa Monica Towers where people from Carlos' classes used to go. I was told about it by someone who'd participated, but she didn't explain what they did. I assumed it was associated with the theater of infinity.
I never got into their stalking theater practices. And I'm glad I got left out. They had one of the men naked in some of their plays, and I guarantee it wouldn't have been a pretty sight.
I was told there was a power spot right in the center of the compound Carlos owned in westwood. The naked man had to somehow disappear behind a support beam there. If I had to guess (on too little information), the embarassment of being naked shifted his assemblage point. Just about anything can shift it if you're silent, but if you aren't silent enough a big embarassment will certainly do the job.
Power spots can be used to change worlds while awake, just by walking through them. I've done it myself, but it's really just a side effect of silence. There's a level of silence so profound that you stop controlling what your eyes see, and let them see everything (or anything).
Unfortunately, that's also very close to asleep, so it's tricky to maintain that.
Carlos invited me to his amazingly nice LA compound one time, just to give me half a pear with some cream on it. It didn't make any sense, but he casually gave me enough time to look around for the power spot (while he was preparing the pear in the kitchen), so I took advantage.
He'd told a story about how he'd harmed himself picking those pears by falling off the roof (not sure how long ago), so the gift of the pear was symbolic to me. After he was harmed, he managed to "jump groves" and was ok again. The details weren't clear. Sometimes Carlos was lecturing to a specific person, and didn't bother to fill the rest of us in.
I looked around for the beam that was supposed to be a power spot. It was in a room entirely covered in wood. Quite lovely. I walked around the beam, but I didn't see any way to disapear there.
I’m interested in Alameda park in Mexico City because Don Juan taught Carlos there on several occasions.
For me this will be like sacred territory.
Ahhh... I was thinking Santa Barbara.
I don't know anything about Alameda Park, except don't eat the cupcakes sold by the vendors. I got so sick one time, that all I could do is lay in bed for a week. Eventually I dragged myself to the hospital, where the guy said I had severe food poisoning, and had I been outside the country?
Yes, Carlos also gave quite a few seminars there. I used to get into trouble for sitting in on the Spanish lectures, since I didn't speak Spanish. But that was the whole point for me. I forced myself silent while watching him speak, and his body became just a dark outline of a man, like it wasn't really there and he was only a projection from an ally.
He loved those guys outside the Museum, who climb the very high poles and play their Indian flutes while spinning around them with colored ribbons trailing.
If you walk into the residential area from the museum (which is adjacent to the park), you'll see clay buildings left over from the Indian populations. They're painted bright colors and have a clay couch of sorts, plus some shelves. They sit in little parks.
(Or maybe they were made recently to amuse gringos).
Carlos gave us a tour of the museum one time, discussing statues and relics as he walked along. The gist of it was, those statues were saturated with the intent of the people who made them, and it was possible to make use of that intent. If you got silent at night for example, you might even see them moving.
At the time "intent" was a very mysterious force to most of us, but his last 3 books make it clear that it's not so mysterious. They also imply, if you aren't hooked into the intent of "The Sorcerer's of Ancient Mexico", then when you get silent, maybe something else will happen. Perhaps you won't see that the universe is composed of aware luminous fibers. Maybe you'll see that it's all water coming from under Brahma.
It would be fun to find out, but it seems he was right. There's no one else practicing silence in order to see reality directly. And if anyone is out there, you probably can't have a chat with them.
While I am there I intend on finding a beneficial spot, from there... wherever spirit takes me.
Thanks for the stories!
So make sure to visit National Museum of Anthropology and History. There's so many museums it's easy to get lost. But that one has the chacmool statues Carlos named the tensegrity leaders after. You might also pick up some of their intent by studying them. I don't know how that works, but I've seen that it does. Intent is both obvious and internal, but also there's some strange external component.
That museum is about 3.5 miles on foot. But remember, don't eat the food unless it's too hot to touch. There's nothing wrong with it if you live there, but if you're from the USA you can get seriously ill.
About Carlos giving me half a pear: Apparently that's a chinese custom when someone is leaving. It's even used in Kungfu movies, except westerners wouldn't get the symbology.
It's based on the Mandarin characters for pear. There was of course interest in chinese culture in Carlos' group, a few times I heard discussions about it. I also know one former student who took up mandarin while she was closer to the group. Could be there was still an active interest there.