Harbingers of World Change

Long time, no blog post.

What have I been doing?

First and foremost, the birth of my second son at the start of August made a bit of a difference to my writing schedule!

Secondly, after nearly a year of working on a Dion Fortune centred book that will be a companion volume to my Aleister Crowley and the Aeon of Horus, I have suddenly had a series of synchronicities and general indications that I need to return to Aquarian Phoenix, the follow-up to Avalonian Aeon. The material already written is full of 2012 related themes so it seems a good idea to try and actually finish it and get it published before that much anticipated year has come and gone. It's going to be unashamedly far-out in all the best ways, dealing with Glastonbury, Giza, Shambhala, Quetzalcoatl,and a Zechariah-Sitchin-free wealth of Nephilim material from the work of Andrew Collins. All of this will be focused around psychic questing and the seven Meonia swords.

I am also developing a new website with more options. When I feel it's fully ready, I will invite you all over.



Here then is a little taster of the work in progress, a section quite near the beginning that deals with the early nineties expansion of the crop circle phenomenon.


It was an event that rapidly attained mythic status, making verification of some of the details difficult to establish. The location was the quiet Wiltshire farming village of Alton Barnes, a few miles away from the famous megalithic sites of Avebury and Silbury Hill. During the early hours of the morning of July 12th 1990, the local dogs began barking and would not stop. Some accounts mention a thunderous rumbling sound in the sky, possibly suggestive of a low-flying plane. Farmer Tim Carson was moved to investigate his fields around 2.20am. He was aware of a vague anomalous shape in the wheat. Daylight revealed a scene that would soon be shared across the world via an immediately ravenous media. It was a huge crop formation consisting of circles, keys or tridents, rings, and straight lines, in a design that appeared both meaningful and inexplicable. The scale and design exceeded all previous manifestations. A uniform flatness of the indented crop, coupled with the clockwise swirling in the circular sections, added to the mystery. Local car batteries were now suddenly dead. It was as if a force field was emanating from the mysterious pictogram. TV crews, so it was said, found their equipment malfunctioning within it.

Strange circles had been appearing in summer fields with increasing regularity during the eighties. The subject had begun to intrude into popular consciousness. Theories ranging from rutting hedgehogs and plasma vortex whirlwinds to ETs had been put forward. 1989’s summary of the action so far, Circular Evidence by Pat Delgado and Colin Andrews, became a major publishing success. The Alton Barnes pictogram was a quantum leap in the phenomenon that made conventional naturalistic explanations seem unlikely.

In the weeks ahead, the Carson farm opened itself up to a remarkable influx of visitors drawn from across the world. A most peculiar mood was apparent. There was widespread euphoria. Strangers readily conversed. A kind of contact-high was in evidence. Simply setting foot in the temporary temple seemed to induce an altered state of consciousness. In some, these changes were to prove radical.
The agri-glyph seemed to be a message in some tantalising unknown language that many felt they somehow recognised and were strangely moved by. The image was rapidly spread through the media across the planet. Led Zeppelin featured it on the cover of their Remasters compilation album.

In the coming decade, what came to be generally known as Crop Circles would function in a similar way to the UFO phenomenon during the sixties, serving as a strange trigger effect whereby a whole expansive package of unusual ideas were activated. In fact Warminster, Britain’s major focal point for classic sixties UFOlogy, was remarkably adjacent to the main Wiltshire matrix. Some minds immediately leapt to Extra-Terrestrial conclusions. The ingenuity involved in interpretation was considerable.

The Circlemakers

It’s crop circle season. Consciousness starts to go a bit cosmic. In celebration of that I am re-posting a piece originally blogged-up a year ago that was intended to appear in my latest book Avalonian Aeon where it would have served to illustrate the extraordinary diversity of input the Andrew Collins psychic questing group were experiencing between a Glastonbury Zodiac intensive and the search for the seventh Meonia sword in the early nineties. I am still amazed at the manner in which his partner of the time, and our main psychic, Deborah Benstead, pulled her orgone material from the ethers. Space reasons meant it was eventually excluded but it will now feature in the follow up, Aquarian Phonenix, and is featured here as a taster of that work to come.





Andy has recently radically revamped his crop circle classic as
The New Circlemakers. Why not buy an autographed copy from him at
www.andrewcollins.com


This piece is a snapshot from 1991. It contains a few references to other things in Avalonian Aeon but is able to stand on its own. The original version of Circlemakers serves as its centre of gravity but I have given it my own flavour with the scene-setting, the introduction of some other relevant questing material and examination of the Jon King and Cydonia Barbury items. Deborah Benstead reviewed my orgone summary and helped fine tune it. Later on in Aquarian Phoenix I return to the subject of crop circles in the post Doug & Dave conspiracy obsessed Glastonbury of the late nineties. This is a lengthy piece so I have broken it up with a few piccies and, most excellently of all the Cloudbusting video. Enjoy.





THE CIRCLEMAKERS

‘We looked into the ethers and we saw that they were very much alive.’
Steve Hillage. Light in the Sky.

On July 11th 1991 a total solar eclipse visible in Mexico seemed to be the herald of a spectacular UFO flap in that country that it was claimed coincided with the start of a new epoch in the Aztec calendar known as the Sixth Sun. This timescale was later discredited but the idea helped create a particular atmosphere around the events. In Britain, the crop circle season had come round again. Since the mutation of the phenomenon following the appearance of the Alton Barnes pictogram the previous summer, much thought had been expended in explanations and interpretations.

The Native American flavour “Voice of Mother Earth” theory was proving very popular and drawing together interesting groupings of diverse fellow travellers with mystical eco-sensibilities. The indigenous peoples of the Americas had paid a lot of attention to the phenomenon. For the Navajo, corn is the primordial food, linked with the very process of creation. It features extensively in their prayers. Their Night Chant, featuring a Corn Pollen Prayer, was included on the Voyager space probe package in 1977. Everyone of a certain age will remember it. It contained a general representative greeting message from humanity featuring a star map saying “we are here,” a picture of a naked man and woman, Chuck Berry and Beethoven music, and so on. It’s understandable that weird manifestations in corn, believed by some to be extra-terrestrial in origin, would have an impact. Tribal lore on star ancestors became aired in public. Some crop formations were rumoured to be identical to designs featured in Native American semi-secret initiatory rituals.

After finishing writing The Seventh Sword, Andy increasingly turned his attention to crop circles, experiencing a resurgence of the kind of enthusiasm he had known as a young UFO investigator. By July ‘91 he was in possession of all known information on the subject and was planning a group outing. There had already been cases of researchers using psychics and meditational methods to try and interact with the phenomenon and getting interesting results. With our track record it seemed worth making an effort.

On Saturday July 20th the questing crew headed down to Wiltshire. The first crop circle I ever set foot in just happened to be one of the greatest classics, later becoming somewhat legendary. The national press, using the omnipresent Saddamspeak of the time, referred to it as the ‘mother of all pictograms.’ The story of its manifestation contained all of the elements of crop circle mythology. Barbury Castle is an Iron Age hill fort on the Marlborough Downs in Wiltshire. It’s positioned roughly between Swindon and the Avebury area. On the night of the 16th/17th July local residents heard a huge rumbling sound and saw lights in the sky. There is an RAF base nearby and people were habituated to the kind of sights and sounds it regularly presented. This was something different. Not that far away, at Beckhampton, in the vicinity of Avebury and Silbury Hill, a group of circle watchers saw a variety of lights and a large dark triangular silent something passing across the night sky. All present were convinced that none of the usual explanations of planes, satellites and so on, remotely did it justice. One witness described the scene as being as spectacular as something from Spielberg’s Close Encounters

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Spread over 12,000 square yards, the Barbury formation consisted of an equilateral triangle with smaller circular projections at its three points. There was a kind of large bull’s eye in the triangle centre. Two circles surrounded it, the outer one crossing outside of the triangle’s sides. Three lines linked the centre to the apexes. The basic appearance was of a three-sided pyramid, a tetrahedron. We all knew this particular shape only too well after the climax of the Zodiac quest.

A major storm and a steady stream of visitors had already dissipated the pristine clarity of the original formation by the time we arrived only a few days later. As we reached its centre, Debbie briefly referred to “orgonic” energy and the “language of sound”. Andy had created a group of about forty cards featuring black on white images of all of the major formations from the last few years. We took it to represent an unknown non-verbal language. The idea was to settle down in the middle of the formation beneath the little fluffy clouds, get into a meditational space, and invite communication with the phenomenon by filling our heads with it’s visible forms. The cards were passed round. Andy had brought our Tintagel sword along and struck it in order to produce a reverberating tone. We started to look at the cards. After consciously clocking each one, we briefly closed our eyes, allowing the after-image to arise. The bright sun greatly helped this effect. Spending three quarters of an hour doing this sort of thing is bound to change one’s state of consciousness. By the end though, we were more spaced than we might have anticipated. As Andy later wrote in The Circlemakers, ‘Paul Weston graphically described it as like having his mind completely scrambled.’

Not long after entering the formation, Debbie had started to feel that she was going down with flu. Her limbs were aching and she had a strange metallic taste in her mouth. I wasn’t feeling wildly lively myself. Alongside many tales of healings and mystical reveries, there are numerous accounts of unpleasant symptoms experienced in formations by even the most normal and sceptical. Other visitors to Barbury went down with a touch of the wobblies.

John Michell later claimed to have uncovered significant examples of sacred geometry encoded within the Barbury formation. He considered it to be a ‘divine revelation.’ Later critics suggested that he was using what could be termed idealised rather than accurate measurements of the formation to back up his argument. This was a charge occasionally made against some of his other work. Similar symbols were soon found in western occult lore. Brian Grist (who had witnessed the Beckhampton light display) examined in detail what was perhaps the closest fit. It came from the work of the mysterious Basil Valentine, the possibly pseudonymous author of The Twelve Keys, a work on alchemy first published in 1599. The tenth key is illustrated as a tetrahedral triangle with a large centre point and circles at its apexes. It represents ‘the heavenly stone of the third conjunction,’ the merging of sun, moon and mercury. It was the alchemical egg in the act of formation of matter. ‘The Barbury configuration was, then, a symbolic figure of the divine order that exists at the interface between one level of matter and another.’ The tetrahedron had already made me think of the Glastonbury Zodiac. I was reminded of Reiser on the Tor maze, ‘The morphogenetic field pattern for the embryogenesis of the world sensorium.’

Over the years a considerable variety of weird material has surfaced on the Barbury pictogram. For me, the most interesting concerned the case of Jon King, best-known in the nineties as editor of UFO Reality magazine. He had experienced a series of contactee episodes in the early eighties. They seemed to involve aspects of the classic abduction syndrome but also with a sense of parallel dimensions. Essentially, some ET types told King about their long-term plans for the human race between 1977 and 2013. This involved focus on a large triangular area of England centred on Barbury Castle, which is not exactly the most famous ancient site in the country. This area would receive “energy codings” to help prepare for “Decloaking”. A map drawn of the “Aquarian Triangle,” of which Glastonbury formed one corner point, also looked remarkably like the Barbury formation. There are obvious problems with this material. None of it appeared in print until years after the crop formation. It may simply make King a prime suspect for hoaxing it. I am personally willing to believe that he did have his strange experiences and that the map and mention of Barbury and the energy codings were part of it but that doesn’t mean I entirely accept the revealed ET agenda.

There was one response to the Barbury formation that was out there on its own in terms of cosmic weirdness and the mythology it generated. In 1976 a NASA space probe had extensively photographed the surface of Mars. One of the resulting images gained lasting fame. It seemed to show a large rock formation in the shape of a humanoid face. In 1980 computer work was done to make it clearer. The surrounding landscape was more closely examined. A small group came to believe that a series of features showed signs of intelligent design and were basically the remains of a Martian city. The main publicist of the ideas, Richard Hoagland, was quite an interesting character. He had been responsible for the message from the human race that had been sent into space with the Voyager probe. Hoagland came to believe that the face on Mars was a similar message.

The geometrical relationship between the different sites of Cydonia (as the “Martian city” came to be known) were examined in detail. Lots of lines were drawn on maps. All manner of numerical data was extrapolated. Our old mate the tetrahedron seemed to be much in evidence. This is strange enough to be going on with. Weirder still is the claim that the ritual landscape around Avebury, that includes Silbury Hill, is laid out to the same Cydonian plan. Assorted sites have the same proportional distances, alignments and angles between them. The inference is of an ET contact somewhere along the line, even if not directly in Wiltshire. Some of the Martian geometry had been spotted in various crop circles from 1990 onwards. The Barbury pictogram supposedly contained the whole package to an extent that blew Hoagland’s mind. One line of the triangle was not totally straight and this had suggested to some that the formation was a hoax. Hoagland actually found more Martian geometry in the distortions, triumphantly proclaiming it to show a definitive coded calling card from Cydonia. He was convinced that it was a clear message that the builders of Cydonia have returned. The fourth edition of Hoagland’s The Monuments of Mars: A City on the Edge of Forever supplies all of the necessary material for those with a taste for such things.

This typifies the excellence of the crop circle mystery for me. I don’t have a problem with the idea that the Barbury formation may have been created by humans with some esoteric inclinations. I also accept that it still may have served a purpose beyond the conscious understanding of its creators that sent ripples out in spacetime in a number of different directions.

Barbury began a day where we tried to enter, or see from a good vantage point, as many formations as possible. It was certainly striking to see clearly for ourselves what other observers had already written of, the definite proximity of the circles to assorted ancient sites, barrows, hill forts, chalk figures etc. As her physical condition deteriorated, something else was going on in Debbie’s brain. The brief reference to “orgonic” energy was the first indication of what was to follow.





It was later clear that things were already in motion the night before we left for Wiltshire. Debbie thought she saw a book moving on it’s own on a bookshelf at Andy’s home. It was standing out a little way from the row it was in. Its removal revealed another title that had fallen down behind and had been hidden from view. Andy retrieved a book dating from his UFO researcher days that he didn’t even realise he still had. It was Sky Creatures: Living UFOs, by Trevor James Constable, a work better known by it’s original title, The Cosmic Pulse of Life. I was familiar with it. Steve Hillage had taken a chapter title from it to name the instrumental track Ether Ships on his Green album (listen below for some cosmic consciousness).






Constable’s story was uniquely strange. It began with his meeting an early contactee named George Van Tassell who was the focus of gatherings of up to seventy people in a huge chamber beneath a place called Giant Rock in the Southern Californian desert. A mass prayer and chanting session got Van Tassell in the right state to channel the Space Brothers in a weird booming voice. Amongst a whole load of the usual ufological material, one idea forcefully struck Constable. It was stated that there are invisible living forms in our atmosphere that are not spaceships. Not only that but pointing a camera at the sky exposing infra-red film in dry locations would record their images. Constable moved on from Van Tassell and further fed on a diet of ideas derived from Rudolf Steiner.




In 1957 he went out into the desert and conducted some meditational invocations of the blobby dudes in the sky, who he referred to as “critters,” whilst a colleague waited with a camera. Amazingly enough they photographed over a hundred biological looking images and more standard UFO-type thingies (one result seen above). And these “bioforms” were pretty big, sometimes miles long. Constable believed them to have a kind of consciousness and intelligence.




The theoretical side of his work was considerably accelerated when he came upon the ideas of the heretical scientist/psychologist Wilhelm Reich who believed that he had discovered a universal life-force that he called orgone. Reich is perhaps most notorious in the history of psychology for his theories on orgone as the energy of sexual libido, most spectacularly present and active in orgasm. He believed that the free-flow of this process was essential to good mental and physical health. He later constructed a device known as an orgone accumulator, made of alternating layers of organic and inorganic materials to harness and stimulate the universal life force. Contention over it’s veracity with the American legal system led to the appalling tragedy of Reich being jailed and his books burned in a public incinerator, a disgraceful fate for a man who had fled Nazi Germany in search of freedom. He actually died in circumstances some have deemed suspicious in prison in 1957.

The basic unit in Reichian biophysics is known as the bion. They are produced when sunlight interacts with living tissue in a manner similar to photosynthesis. The resultant radiation permeates the body, helping to stimulate neurological impulses and their paths through the body. Reich carried out experiments where he viewed these bions to his own satisfaction through a microscope. The pulsings of the bion processes emit ultra and infrasound depending on the rates of frequency vibration. This demonstrates on a microcosmic level a similar phenomenon to that found when opposing ionised masses create thunderstorms. Some bion energy is held in place by a kind of electromagnetic field around the human body. It is present in the controversial photographs taken using special processes of the “aura.” Orgone on a different frequency escapes from living bodies on waves and finds it’s way either up into the atmosphere or down amongst the geo-magnetic fields on the surface of the earth.

The behaviour of orgone in the atmosphere was later summarised by Andy in his book, The Circlemakers. ‘When these particles are forced to remain in close contact they react with each other’s wave vibration to create even higher frequencies of radiation. These ultra-wave particles become ionised and so accumulate and condense themselves into undetectable masses that may be likened to cloud formations. They exist undetected in the upper atmosphere and their masses can vary from the tiniest particle to vast amoeba-like clouds of etheric plasma, constantly changing in size and shape. They are a dense and complex miasma of orgone, incorporating not just ultra-wave particles, but also known energies such as ultrasound and infrasound, electromagnetism and radioactivity.’ ‘These orgone masses move of their own accord by accumulating further wave particles of the same or a comparatively higher frequency, while discharging lower frequency particles -- they are constantly evolving, changing and transmuting like atmospheric amoebas.’

The same energy that animates the intelligence, consciousness, and memory of life-forms on the planet, particularly humans, ie orgone, is also contained within and animates the bioforms. The consciousness of a bioform is made of the same matter as the consciousness of a human, the only difference being that the bioform is a discarnate consciousness, it does not have a physical body. In this way, there may be an interface between human consciousness and the bioforms. This is because non local communication or resonance is a recognised process whereby particles of the same or similar nature can communicate and alter each others state across distances.

Some bioforms may become drawn downwards by the pull of higher orgone potential on the ground. A ritual landscape where natural orgone or chi dragon force has been deliberately manipulated would generate a strong attraction. They may split and react against each other in a process of excitation and oscillation. In coming ever nearer to the earth’s magnetic field they may start to become partly visible as light. They may ionise the air creating spirals and electromagnetic emissions around them. This kind of thing can lead to a full range of assorted light phenomenon, audible sounds, hums, whistles, and ultrasound, hence numerous reports of dogs howling for hours in the dark on nights when formations appeared. When the bioform hits the ground it will make ultrasound pulses or pressure waves that are a wave in the air that can imprint its pattern on any form that can hold it, hence Debbie’s phrase “the language of sound.” Most ancient sites constructed of inorganic and organic components such as stone and earth can act as orgone accumulators. This earth energy builds up and discharges along a line of least resistance. A descending bioform might trigger such a discharge and then be drawn some way across the landscape by it, thus earthing itself not right on top of an ancient site but in the general vicinity. This process seems to have been understood by the ancient Chinese geomancers who manipulated chi through the so-called dragon paths by subtle landscaping engineering.





In Reich’s orgone studies he began to differentiate between OR, Orgone Radiation, the natural state, and DOR, Deadly Orgone Radiation, a warped-out distorted form analogous to the stagnant types of chi familiar to Feng Shui practitioners. DOR could be dispersed by the legendary Reichian device immortalised in the Kate Bush classic Cloudbusting. (See video beneath featuring Donald Sutherland as Wilhelm Reich)Some of the after-effects were far from pleasant. It seemed that DOR might manifest in crop formations. If a bioform landed in a place of particularly potent earth energies it might produce a kind of orgone overdose that would cause electrical equipment to malfunction and produce varying symptoms in humans and animals. This might go some way to explain why there are accounts of both good and bad physiological effects seemingly stimulated by crop formations.






It is important to make clear that before entering the Barbury formation Debbie knew nothing about Wilhelm Reich and his ideas at all. Her extraordinary understanding of the possible relation of orgone to crop circles, which would emerge from that point on in a series of spontaneous outpourings during the summer of 1991, came as a download from nowhere. It demonstrated clear knowledge of the very essence of Reich and Constable’s work and even suggested new developments. It wasn’t a brief moment for the sake of a greater work either. This knowledge changed her life and later spurred her on to study the man and his work in depth and to gain a degree at university. Reich remains a significant influence on her, as best demonstrated in her 1998 Inward Revolution.

After dark we continued to search for weirdness. Many fields were full of watchers, hoping for a glimpse of the phenomenon in progress. As we moved amongst them I could easily see that we were in the midst of a rapidly evolving mythology. Many people had already made their minds up that the formations were the work of extra-terrestrials. Headlights visible on a distant hilltop were stated by some to belong to a van full of “hoaxers” who were on the loose that night and seemed to be conceived of as shadowy intelligence operatives involved in disinformation. A collective mindset of high expectation was clearly present. It seemed like the slightest prosaic thing could easily get seized on and interpreted exotically. That state is a mixed blessing. Receptivity to genuine weirdness is increased but critical faculties are decreased, leaving the problems of figuring out what had been misidentified, imagined, or hoaxed. The whole scene was like a second coming of psychedelic sixties ufology, Warminster and all that.

The matrix of Britain’s greatest and most sustained UFO flap was not that far away. Some of us with a bit of history in our heads could make some interesting connections. A genuine mystery of powerful strange noises and earthlight phenomenon had become interlinked with the ufological zeitgeist to produce an outlandish “event sociological”. For around a decade the hills around Warminster were visited by hordes of people settling down for night-time sky watches. Lights in the sky were seen by the thousand. The nearby presence of army bases that consistently flew helicopters, used flares, and generally set off all kinds of stuff that produced light effects in the night sky made little difference to the UFO cultic mentality. Arthur Shuttlewood’s books bring the folklore of the area, assorted ghosties and weird events into the brew. Ill-defined leylines became involved. In the end, messages from benevolent space brothers warning about ecological catastrophe capsize the whole thing into unreadability. The first offering, The Warminster Mystery, remains at least a classic mood piece. Sceptics came and joined the sky watches. Cynical reports were made. Hoaxes of various kinds were perpetrated. It really is quite extraordinary how much of the later crop circle scene was anticipated in the Warminster episode.

Andy was aware of this and made the point in The Circlemakers. Perhaps there are more fundamental links that touch the genuine core mystery. Andy’s only UFO sighting had actually occurred in the Warminster vicinity in 1976. This had been a strange light ball in a foggy night sky near the village of Upton Scudamore. Shuttlwood’s UFOs: Key to the New Age featured accounts and photos of crop damage circa 1970 discovered on more than one occasion near Cradle Hill, one of the key sky watching sites, the night after light in the sky activity. These included swirled circles and triangles. One of the earliest reported crop formations in the modern canon had appeared in 1983 near the foot of the other old sky watchers Mecca, the impressively huge and atmospheric Cley Hill. Much of the orgone hypothesis could be applied to Warminster.

There was a hint of dark forces at work when a supposedly sacrificed sheep was found near the Barbury formation. One of the crop-watchers we met was an old friend of Andy’s, the medium Rita Goold. She would go through a phase of believing that the Friends of Hecate had relocated to Wiltshire and were involved in the circles phenomenon. I never bought into that one but having found an obviously strategically placed dead rabbit at the apex of a spectacular formation much later on in 2003, I am certainly aware that people of diverse mindsets move amongst the night fields of Wiltshire.

In 1991 I did not feel at home in the crop circles world and had no desire to get more involved. Andy was relentless. We were still navigating along tramlines in cornfields at gone 2am, looking for more formations. Eventually he realised that the complete darkness made it increasingly unlikely we would find them. Silbury Hill was fairly close. Its car park was to be the resting place for the night. As far back as 1969, in The View Over Atlantis, John Michell had suggested that the manner of alternating layers of material in its construction were sufficiently similar to Reich’s orgone accumulator to imply a connection. Perhaps Silbury Hill functioned as a giant orgone device in the landscape. It did rather seem that it was at the very heart of the crop circle world. Alex Langstone and I opted to climb the hill and stay the night on it. There was no way we could be so close and resist it. The others slept in cars.

The question of why the phenomenon centred itself primarily in Wiltshire has inspired a lot of speculation. One of Debbie’s most intriguing suggestions of the time was that some great cycle was coming back round. It was known of in some way by the ancient peoples of Britain and similar manifestations of the bioforms had occurred towards the end of the megalithic era. This gave a hint as to why we were being drawn into the subject. It seemed to connect with the Green Stone era, the Akhenaten Exodus, the partial shutting down of the ley system and so on. Back in the late seventies, Graham Phillips had produced huge amounts of psychic material concerning that time. He spoke of the megalithic culture as the Laan People and a concept called Nyan, which he specifically compared to orgone. They were able to store it in stone for limited periods. Thought forms could be likewise deliberately held in place, alive and resonant through the use of this energy.

More formations were scheduled for Sunday. By mid-morning most of us were totally satiated with circles. Andy and Debbie carried on. The rest of the group returned to Essex. What was the immediate legacy of my experience? Later that Sunday, back in Southend, my nose began to run like a tap. I thought I’d got a cold but didn’t have any of the other normal symptoms. I took some medication that normally managed to dry me up. It didn’t work. I took some more. No difference. For nearly eight hours my nose ran like never before in the whole of my life. I was forced into walking around with rolled-up tissue stuffed up each nostril. It was hideous. From that day on, I became susceptible to the curse of hay fever. Prior to that I had never known as much as a sniffle. I’d wandered about for days in summer fields and slept outdoors on numerous occasions. Nothing, even when I could have been considered to be open and susceptible due to multiple drug effects, lack of sleep, and so on. Now, after being scrambled in that divine revelation sacred geometry crop circle by DOR, my immune system was permanently mutated. I could readily conceive of better results. For the time being, I had little enthusiasm for the subject.