Pop Culture as a Source of Metaphysical Reflection
My longtime readers may recall that I happened to use an occasional nickname of endearment for my unseen Collaborator — 'Boo.' This wasn't something ever calculated and certainly has nothing to do with physicist Geoffrey Chew's philosophy using the expression "the bootstrap." I guess the word 'Boo' is an emotional regression that derives from my early childhood when I had a beloved stuff toy that I called my 'Boo Boo.' Upon my return home from my 'talking poltergeist' research expedition in 1995 as I was startled to continue witnessing diverse 'paranormal phenomena' taking place around me, a recurring 'sign' for me astonishing in frequency became Betty Boop decals seen on vehicles in front of mine while driving my car. Other repeating angelic synchronicity I've sighted in traffic has involved bumper stickers with messages and happy symbols, such as a heart symbol, Christian symbols and messages, statements with the word "Dad," and sightings of what must be thousands of vehicles designated by manufacturer as 'Sentra.' Today (1-12-2021) at the supermarket I couldn't help noticing a license plate on a vehicle parked near mine with the letters "GODBOOM." I've seen the license at least once before on a different day of the week.
Also found to recur time and again situationally has been synchronicity involving the word or name 'Bob' as an indication of misfortune (or a warning to change some particular plan of mine at the time) although I've noticed nothing very unusual about co-workers having this name over the years. As an example of an instance of 'the Bob pattern' manifesting in my daily life, one incident took place when I was buying a needed inexpensive small appliance. When I noticed that the name Bob was scrawled on a name tag of the cashier I thought, 'Uh oh I better not get this.' There was then a 'no' tap on my leg (a tap on my other leg from my unseen collaborator indicates 'yes') and I thought, 'Oh Michael is letting me know that I'm being silly about all this double guessing about what I call "The Bobs Pattern."' At home upon attempting to use the appliance, I found that it didn't work at all and realized on this occasion I'd misinterpreted what the 'no' tap had been meant to indicate. Today (Jan. 12) the NPR radio station heard in my car mentioned 'Bobi Wine' during an NPR interview of Uganda President Museveni. Names equated with this pattern mentioned in my writings include a "Twin Peaks" character metaphor; my Uncle Bob; movie director Robert Altman; 'supermasochist' and a neighbor of mine in Echo Park Bob Flanagan; PRS guest lecturers Robert Ellwood, Robert Frager and Bob Gale; politician Bob Dole; newsmaker John Wayne Bobbitt; and channelers Bobby Horne, Jane Roberts and Mark Probert. It has been ten months since the local Los Angeles gyms were first closed due to the pandemic so it is rare for me to listen to Pop songs these days. At Trader Joe's, the song playing was "Never Let Me Down Again" by Depeche Mode. I asked the young cashier if she knew the Pop group who recorded the song and she was able to give the correct name. I asked her how old she was and she said she was 29. (I forgot to look at her name tag.) Once or twice my mind has wondered if I've ever disappointed my 'Guide/guide' (or 'guide in Oneness' as I'm still not entirely clear about the precise nature of 'Them') and the day before on the telephone I mentioned to my brother that He/he seemed to be very "controlling"—although I truly appreciate the 'guidance' and would be miserable if it stopped suddenly—these days with continuous yes or no taps on my leg, etc. I don't think so. I recognize my commentary was just a little venting as I've noticed other people do about their spouse/roommate/partner/Whatever over the years. However when there is a lull in the manifestations, I find myself becoming . . . unsettled, I guess. Maybe I was bragging. I've become sensitive to the concept of emotional correctness as being something one should consider in addition to intellectual correctness. When I wasn't being careful about expressing myself and 'venting'/'bragging,' I'd been in a distraught mood over the problem of not being able to publish the new edition of the TESTAMENT website since Dec. 2.
Decades ago, I can still remember driving in Pasadena circa 1982 and listening to the song "Peek-A-Boo!" by the rock group Devo. Considering my time focusing on Pop culture variants during my younger years, as with much of the populace the incessant interims delegated to escape from reality started for me during childhood. In addition to the screen entertainment, my twin brother Mike and myself were comic book readers and we acquired a large collection of comic books. The characters have now become a prominent focus of many popular movies in recent years.
One of the requisite weekend matinee movies I can recall seeing as a child is a rerelease of Disney's "Cinderella" (1950) featuring the song "Bibbidi-Bobbidi-Boo".
Another song title reminding me of 'Boo' has been "Boom Boom Bâ" by Métisse (mentioned in a NEW TESTAMENT transcript as well as a blog article).
Yet another song title fitting the pattern is found in flying saucer contactee Orfeo Angelucci's book Son of the Sun (1959): "Siboney" ('Si — Boo — Ney' phonetically).
I now realize I'd first heard the music of "Siboney" in the Fellini movie "Amarcord" released in the United States during 1974 when I was 18 years old. As one autobiographical blog article mentions — I had decided to major in cinema and consider an entertainment industry career after being fascinated by the self-expression of so-called 'auteur' directors such as Ingmar Bergman, Federico Fellini, Luis Bunuel and Ken Russell.
After my 'paranormal initiation' and 'spiritual awakening' in 1995, I soon stopped allocating time to watching narrative movies and television shows. The last narrative movie I've seen is "Michael" (with John Travolta playing the role of the angel) released at the end of 1996. I've previously offered many alternatives for engaging in more rewarding thinking and contemplation than merely being a passive spectator of entertainment. One blog article about this topic is "The Force Awakens?"
In 1997 my friend Marie let me know she'd met a Creole singer named Boozoo Chavis. YouTube videos of his songs include "Paper in My Shoe" (1954).
Something I've stated before — Considering Pop culture, Pop songs are just one of the multitude of life activities that may arouse contemplation about the nature of creativity and inspiration. In one article the observation is shared — Whatever the medium that is the source for the recording of video and audio, something to consider is what is affixing the image and sound to each source.