Twenty Twelve Through the eyes of The Mushroom: Calendar calling for the end of Alien Ego? Waste and Wars, deliberate deception’s deluded Dance of Death.   A Singularity at the End of History:   Acceleration of Events evidence Immediate need to Alter predictable Mindstuff– replace with friendly forms of Archaic Revival and Artificial Intelligence . . . Re-Consider Our future with Psychic Delicacy Revise to survive This Devolution of Species.   Visit Terence McKenna Land.      Now in Print–From THE EXEGESIS OF PHILIP … Continue reading →

Lest the 1932 German film by Carl Theodor Dreyer recede deeper into our collective fogged memory as we replace the brilliant achievements of atmosphere and austere, profoundly unsettling imagery and dreamlike terror with more special effects, let us indulge in a moment of nostalgia.  Before we are swept away by more teen romances among athletic bodies in flying combat having cooler car crashes,  their characters’ personalities morphing into mere misunderstood cliche kids who would be good if they only could,  to a place where even Sherlock Holmes IQ is … Continue reading →

  If the human species survives and there exists an idea called History, this era in which we live will be known as The Age of Waste.  A population mostly unaware of the true specifics of collective psychosis turns to irrelevant solutions in its expressions of fear and discontent while mass communications tend to the unreality industry as usual or blame the world’s economy. The dangers foreseen by sci fi visionaries, like those of horror and fantasy writers, were once dismissed themes in genres of early twentieth century … Continue reading →

Ouspensky, in his book Tertium Organum, A Key to the Enigmas of The World, may allow us to begin toward creating a more relevant foundation for discussion than any number of my attempts to describe a post modern esthetics, hip structuralism or clever phenomenology could usefully provide.  He simply states: “The truth is that this earth is the scene of a drama of which we only perceive scattered portions, and in which the greater number of the actors are invisible to … Continue reading →

 Marcel Marceau had control of every muscle in his face and body.  I asked him about the difference between dance and mime during a publicity photo session in 1974 for his “Pickpocket’s Nightmare.” He told me the dancer’s quest was for flight, while the mime was earthbound but was always seeking a more subtle meaning in every gesture.

With most cliche, an inversion of terms offers fresh insight into the wisdom of words and metaphors that slowly became impotent of meaning. Our particular cliche motto could thus well read “A picture is worthy of a thousand words.” Luminous Flux is a Blog by Jan Deen and friends whose core concern is the process of creating and perceiving images, observing influences and effects.  In my personal history the medium of photography on film dominated. I experienced a considerable number of the transformations and uses … Continue reading →