Sunday, March 13, 2011

§ - Brain in Vat

[Note, I'm putting the "§" symbol in the title of any post that is one of my synchronicity (§) stories, so they can be located easier in the archive.]

This is the first § I recall having, where I knew it to be a "meaningful coincidence," numinous feeling and all. It happened in 1990 at the first college I went to, St. Mary's College in Southern Maryland (not a Catholic school, just in St. Mary's County).

It was in the beginning of my first semester, freshman year, and involved my Introduction to Psychology class. The night before one of the classes, I was supposed to be reading a chapter from the textbook, but I was distracted by a book I'd purchased at the campus bookstore, Labyrinths of Reason: Paradox, Puzzles, and the Frailty of Knowledge, a fantastic introduction to philosophy (especially paradox and other logic-twisting topics that make you wonder how we think we know anything). The chapter in the psychology book was one of the first few (maybe even chapter one), and I decided I could afford to skip it, as I had taken a psychology course in my senior year of high school [a minor § about that, the woman teaching that class had had a brother who not only was diagnosed with the same extremely rare form of cancer I had, a Ewings Sarcoma, he also likewise survived the then considered terminal disease, and likewise had to have his leg amputated years later - unlike me, unfortunately, he died from a recurrence shortly after that].

I hadn't even checked to see what the topic of the chapter was for the psychology class the next day, I just assumed I had enough background to be able to keep up without doing the reading (I'd read it eventually, of course). Besides, the Poundstone book was mesmerizing, and I could not put it down. That became especially true when I read about a philosophical conundrum that I had never heard of before, the "Brain In a Vat" theory.

The "Brain In Vat" theory basically is a hypothetical situation in which a mad scientist has somehow removed your brain, placed it in a jar or vat or something, keeping it alive, and attached electrodes all over it. Using his super science computer, the mad scientist can send impulses through the electrodes to your brain, making you (or your brain - is there a difference?) think you perceive whatever he wants you to (this is the basic idea behind The Matrix movie). The problem is, you would have no way (presumably) to know that this was happening, that you were experiencing merely a virtual reality, that everything you know and perceive is fake.

This was just the heady sort of mind bending stuff I love, so when I finished reading this section (well, I think I probably read more of the Poundstone book, but I kept coming back to this theory), my mind kept contemplating the "Brain In Vat" concept. Was my brain floating in a jar in the laboratory of some mad scientist? It would explain a lot, I thought as I fell asleep.

The next day in psychology class, the topic of the day's lesson happened to be the brain (the structure, features and areas of the brain and what they do), which is what the chapter we were supposed to have read was about. I did not think this even as much of a coincidence, let alone a §, as the brain is something one studies in Intro. to Psych. class. As the professor lectured, I dutifully took notes, though as usual I also doodled in the margins from time to time. It wasn't that I was bored (the professor was quite good), it is just a habit . I was still thinking about what I'd read the previous night, and of course due to the subject (gray) matter we were discussing, towards the end of class I began drawing a human brain floating in a glass jar. As I finished the crude drawing, honestly wondering about the possibility that my brain was in a vat somewhere being fed this illusory world in which I was a college student in a psychology class, the professor finished up his lecture and said something like, "Okay now, you all might be interested to see this..."

Literally right as I put the last stroke on my little brain floating in a jar, the teacher leans down, reaches underneath his desk, and brings up (I swear) a real, honest-to-goodness human brain floating in a glass jar, exactly like the one I'd drawn. He placed it on his desk as this strange feeling crept over me. I'd heard of the concept of § by this point, and here was my first real encounter with it. I felt like I was witnessing some sort of sacred ceremony, I got goosebumps all over, my mind was devoid of words, I was simply in Awe. It was both funny and frightening at the same time, and I had this distinct feeling that some sort of intelligence was behind it somehow, that it was too perfectly orchestrated to be just a coincidence. This is the "numinous" feeling that real § seems to be accompanied by.

The story the professor then gave about the brain in the jar made the entire thing seem even more implausible. He actually found it when he moved to St. Mary's to teach, in a closet in the house he bought! Now, how many people own human brains in jars in the first place, and then how many of them would be so careless as to leave them behind in a move? At least it was clearly a lab specimen, not the work of some psycho. But wouldn't they have tried to find the missing brain, maybe called the new owner of the house or something? Also, what are the odds that the new owner of the house with human brain in jar included would be a psychology professor, who could actually make use of said brain in vat?

I wondered for a few moments, sitting there dumbfounded in my desk, if the mad scientist was perhaps sending me a message - or just plain messing with me - giving me a clue that, indeed, my brain is in a vat and the mad scientist is pulling the strings. That seems a more likely explanation than happenstance, to me anyway. I do know, at least, that I will never forget that day, or the feelings that were associated with it. This § seemed to open the floodgates to future §s, and that feeling of the numinous would become quite familiar over time.

Friday, March 11, 2011

Causality makes an ass

There is a Sufi story about a man who was so agoraphobic that he had his back yard enclosed in walls and a ceiling, and it was the only place he ever went outside of his house his entire life. Because of this, obviously, he knew little of the real world.

One day, while in his walled up yard, he noticed a small crack between two wooden planks, and when he bent over to peer at it, he could see through to the street that ran behind his house. Curious about the world outside, he began to look through the hole regularly, and discovered that around the same time every morning, someone led an animal right by the hole in the wall. From what he could see of the creature, he figured out from the few books he had that it was a donkey, and he decided to learn as much as he could about the donkey from his tiny window to the outside.

The man dutifully went to the hole in the wall every morning at the same time to wait for the donkey to walk by, and after a bit of time he would see the head of the donkey appear, followed a bit later by the rear end of the donkey. Every day it was the same. Sometimes he even caught sight of the donkey walking the other direction, first the head, then the rear. After many weeks of such study, the man came to a startling revelation of scientific insight.

"Logically," thought the shut-in, "the donkey's head causes the donkey's rear!"

while I'm at it:

I should give credit where it is due, and plug the terrific book I stole the title of my blog from, Robert Anton Wilson's Coincidance.

It is a great book, like just about everything he wrote was, but I don't recommend it as a first RAW book, if you are unfamiliar with his work. For his fiction, he's best known for the cult classic Illuminatus! trilogy, co-written with Robert Shea (which I'd definitely say is not for children), a bizarre head-trip about conspiracy theories, Discordianism, creative paranoia... oh, I can't begin to describe it. The Illuminatus! Trilogy: The Eye in the Pyramid, The Golden Apple, Leviathan

Then RAW's non-fiction (which I prefer, though they work well together), I'd start with either the first of his three autobiographical works, which give a great introduction to his ideas, Cosmic Trigger I: Final Secret of the Illuminati, followed by his workbook Prometheus Rising (and I strongly suggest you get this and DO THE WORK! If you are not experiencing § yet, this text and the exercises/experiments within will most likely open the floodgate, and make your reality tunnel far more fun and interesting). There's also a wonderful DVD audio, Maybe Logic: The Lives and Ideas of Robert Anton Wilson, or the Audio CD collection Robert Anton Wilson Explains Everything: (or Old Bob Exposes His Ignorance). If you really want to go wild, and get deep into his work (he changed my life), there's a very nice guide to RAW's works and ideas, written by Eric Wagner, An Insider's Guide To R.A.W.

RAW was admired by such luminaries as Timothy Leary, Philip K. Dick,Paul Krassner, Richard Nixon, Tom Robbins, Alan Moore, quantum physicist Nick Herbert, even George Carlin. As for §, he's primarily responsible (along with William S. Burroughs) with the popularization of the "23" coincidence, Cosmic Trigger is full of them (he also wrote an article on the "23" phenomenon for Fortean Times, which might be online somewhere), along with many other mind blowing §'s.

And now a word from our sponsor...

When I began this blog, I assumed it would be primarily viewed by people who already knew what synchronicity meant - NOTE: henceforth, I will use the following symbol for the word "synchronicity" to avoid typing the word a zillion times in this blog - "§". Anyhow, that is why the definition I gave for § was a bit more unusual than the typical "meaningful coincidence." I realized that some people may not be as familiar with these terms, or know what "acausal" means, and I think I just added a spiffy book link thing for on my blog (you can order books right through my blog, and I apparently get a bit of money for each purchase, not that I'm doing it for the money), so I thought I'd try the thing out by recommending the primary text on §.

By golly, it seems to have worked. Viva capitalism! I don't care if you order the book from my site, or from Amazon for that matter, I just wanted to be able to have a better way of referencing books I mention here (as I will mention many). Anyway, the book Synchronicity: An Acausal Connecting Principle by Carl Jung (and W. Pauli) is the first book about § - though there were a couple of earlier books that had a similar idea.

Or you could just do the easy thing and look up "acausal" on the internet.

This book is surprisingly short, but perhaps a bit difficult to read in places, but I still recommend it. I will in a later post give some other titles that are introductory texts on § that are for the layperson, which may be more accessible and possibly even more interesting, as well as some books that are just collections of § anecdotes. You're welcome. :)

Sunday, February 27, 2011


Here are some definitions to bear in mind when reading my future posts:

"Religious experience is numinous... and for me, as a psychologist, this experience differs from all others in the way it transcends the ordinary categories of space, time, and causality. Recently I have put a great deal of study into synchronicity (briefly, the 'rupture of time'), and I have established that it closely resembles numinous experiences where space, time, and causality are abolished."
                                                     - Carl Jung (from 1952 interview with Mircea Eliade)

apophenia: the spontaneous perception of connections and meaningfulness of unrelated phenomena.

Judge for yourself which fits.

Monday, February 21, 2011


This is my first attempt at a blog, so don't expect too much too soon, I'm still figuring things out. I'll play around with the template and other settings for a while, then get to the actual blogging, which I hope will be entertaining.

I used to publish (back in the old days, early 1990's, on PAPER) a zine called Tsujigiri (that's Japanese for "to try out one's new sword on a chance wayfarer" - meant in my case as a metaphor, no swords were literally used), "the zine of Orthodox Discordianism." In it, I kept an ongoing series of articles on the synchronicities I had surrounding the making of each issue, and people seemed to like it (I had around 500 subscribers, I'd guess, but copies would be passed around amongst friends so it is hard to say). Someday I'll get those zines (all five and a half) online, but for now I shall use this blog to relate some of my more interesting and intriguing meaningful coincidences from the old zines and since then. 

One word of warning, my spelling is atrocious, so while I will do my best to edit and use spell-check, just expect some typos and such, sorry!

Be Seeing You.