Humans do pretty much what other animals do — they nest, burrow and swarm. Reproduction, food harvesting and warfare with other tribes are their main occupation, and in the end, they die without a trace, as if they’d never existed.
Gosh, doesn’t that sound familiar?
How about a t-shirt that reads “Believe it or not, this was once a living creature.”??? That kind of humor goes best on the gallows or in front of the concrete brick wall, which is why I included it in this little dissertation on the subject of Primal Rock Painting, something I sort of re-invented back in 1972, when I was working with Fritz at Cowichan in British Columbia, which I ran for a year following his passing.
“I’ve seen behind Maya,” he announced one day back in 1971, as a result of which, he decided to dismantle and rebuild Gestalt, which never happened, but some part of it survived in the form of “Play Therapy”, a term attributed to several prominent psychologists, all of whom might well have done so — the field was new and wide open to speculation and experiment, and people did.
With our therapy developed out much further, we would have ended up with what we today call “Primal Rock Painting”, about which I’ll endeavor to explain as best I can:
“Play Therapy” in some form or another has formed a largish part of some notable branches of evolutionary psychology, which is my specialty, along with my colleagues John Lilly, Claudio Naranjo, Zalman Schacter-Shalomi, Lee Lozowick, Thich Thien-An and of course Fritz Perls, plus a few dozen more whose names you’d recognize, and a couple dozen more whose names you would never know, and it wouldn’t matter if you did.
Together, we invented play therapy, but we most certainly did not invent rock painting — the shamanic artists of Altamira and Lascaux were not the first, either. It’s far more primal than that, going all the way back to the Moment of Creation. Rock Painting was the first art to ever emerge from any universe including this rather late offering from Department 1.
Primal Rock Painting, what’s THAT all about?
First of all, it’s about getting naturally high, lifting your spirits, Getting UP from DOWN.
Turn On, Tune In, Drop Out.
Rock painting raises your spirits, and if you happen to be a psychic medium, this can come in right handy.
Rock Painting raises your spirits, pulls you out of a funk, erases worry and fear and dissolves pain and personal misery.
Can you name a product that you can find on any shelf that does the same? If you could find it, wouldn’t you buy all they had, clear the shelves and stock up on it?
Well, you can, if you rock out.
Rock painting DOES do all of that, and it’s cheap like dirt. Well, cheap like rocks, and this is a rocky planet, remember?
If there’s one thing you can bank on being plentiful on a rocky world, it’s gonna be rocks, and wow, have we got rocks!
As a result, rocks are cheap. It’s the paint and the rental on the painting space that costs plenty, but it’s worth every dollar.
The educational experience is amazing whether you’re young or old, from any background and any nation, speaking any language and believing any belief system, you’re going to get a profound benefit, a lift, a few moments away from the World-Pain, and that’s worth a lot, but it’s all free, always is free, and there’s no gimmick — no kidding!
I am totally stocked on rocks, and I predict that once you get started painting rocks, you will be just as stoked as I am!
I’ve collected just about every kind of naturally tumbled rock you can imagine, from ordinary river rock to meteorites to gemstones and drilled rocks of all descriptions, plus ancient cut & polished gemstones that once graced a king or queen’s jewelry or crown, and some rocks that defy description or explanation.
The best part is, they’re all for sale. I hold nothing back, and they’re cheap like dirt, like I said before.
One thing about my rocks is that they can’t be found elsewhere. All my rocks are one of a kind unique, and they all radiate with power and higher energy.
My rocks are downright shamanic. All of them. And they’re guaranteed to be Genuine Certified Authentic Rocks, or your money back!
Its the most honest guarantee you’ll ever see.
Now, it’s kinda coincidental in a funny sort of way, meaning that nothing that happens here isn’t written, which means “if it isn’t in the .ini or .exe files, it can’t happen”, that my rocks are “downright shamanic”.
What’s the point of collecting rocks that aren’t special? There are a LOT of rocks, all the way to the other side of the earth, if you’re interested in just plain rocks.
Go get ’em, they’re out there, just sitting around waiting for someone like you to pick them up and take them home.
Stray rocks? Abandoned rocks? Abused rocks? We get all that and more, in the Rock Refuge out back.
We’ve maintained a Rock Refuge now for upwards of 13.7 billion years and counting, and you’re invited to give your annual donation toward that project right now, while you’re thinking of it.
If you weren’t thinking of it, perhaps you are now.
Earth isn’t the only rocky home you’ve ever had. There’s the Blue Line Map, which is the editing side of the .exe “run” side of the program that is the universe.
Not that RUNS the universe. IS the universe. There’s a distinct and highly technical difference.
Within the context of the .exe file that IS the universe, you’ll find a CORE of data-handling management routines that together form the Virtual CPU that is commonly called “The Rock”.
It is an artificial grouping of otherwise not connected data-handlers that creates an apparency of artificial intelligence called the “ego-bot”, similar to a chat bot but without a chatting partner.
So you’re living on a rock, and there are space rocks all around you, and rocks abound throughout the universe, it’s official now that there are rocky planets around MOST stars, although many stars are themselves in a binary system with another star.
That’s how Hollywood works, too.
Rock Painting, sure it’s totally with us, we’re walking on rock, surrounded by rock of one kind or another, including bricks and mortar and dressed marble and concrete, which is pulverized rock that’s been mixed with stuff to make it stick together.
Brick is mud that’s been compressed and dried.
Even your wall-board in your home is made out of crushed rock and paper. If you examine your environment, you’ll find a lot more rock there than you’d first be thinking.
You have direct experience with rocks, particularly if you garden or do some home repair and road work, or if you happen to have a Zen Basics Kit somewhere around the house.
Touch a rock?
Well, sure, you have to touch it and turn it around to catch every angle, in order to paint it, or to examine someone’s painting that happens to be on it.
Touch a rock, paint a rock, SELL a rock.
Yes, sell a rock. A large part of the payoff of Primal Rock Painting is that you get to take the result to the bank, thus guaranteeing more rock painting because you can afford it and because you’re motivated by the money, and in this climate where most folks are handling two or three jobs in order to make ends meet, you should be.
Money is a good motivator, and if enough money is involved, it’ll keep you active in the hobby.
Hobbies are dropped fast if the only motivation is the hobby itself. When you find out that your comic books are worth hundreds or thousands of dollars apiece, you’ll suddenly get the comic collecting habit, and start looking though the crap you’ve got stored away under your bed somewhere.
People are just another kind of animal, a more or less hairless ape. As I mentioned earlier, they tend to nest, to gather together, to form colonies in compounds. Their males wander from nest to nest, looking for game and games.
The females tend to stay in the nest with their broods while the males go off in search of the miraculous, which they do in fact manage to find, in the very next village, where they tend to remain if they get lucky with the locals.
Males are coaxed into housemaking, burrowing into the soil to make a safe space for children and their nannies or aunties or grandmas, until the Great Blackness takes them, which you can lay odds it does.
Paint a rock and experience Bliss Consciousness.
Okay, maybe not BLISS Consciousness, but you will feel a whole lot better about yourself, about things, about rock painting and about the world in general.
GET STONED, and that’s not an invitation to stand in front of an angry mob looking for a scapegoat.
Getting stoned is easy.
You can take some of the free rocks we provide at the ej gallery, or you can buy some of the pre-packaged, pre-selected blank unpainted specialty stones, or bring your own.
After a Primal Rock Painting Experience, you’ll know you’ve been through something amazing, and the best part of it is, it’s free, it’s always free and there’s no catch, no gimmick, nothing to buy or believe in.
Just a rock.
See You At The Top!!!
gorby