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OK having slid down Occam's Razor -- Spun around with Sherlock and Doyle, I would like to toss another stone into the Pond of HI Cantina and watch the ripples spread.
Y'all may not be familar with the guy behind Superman and Batman in the 1940s, but he turned into one mystical guy at about the age of 80.
Like Uncle Bill, Alvin Swartz became a Mahayana Buddhist, studying the "Path Without Form."
I was introduced to "An Unlikely Prophet" by my friend Steve Brothers who lives in Katmandu and studies with the Tibetans living there in exile. He spoke of their belief in "Tulpas."
http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/0965952126/104-8770332-9631960?n=283155
One day I was writing Steve about "thought forms" recognizing that everything begins as a thought form in someone's mind. For instance a kami said, "I'll make a khuk." He had an image in his mind. Through grinding, forging, polishing, ritual, this tought form became reality.
Steve suggested that I get the book, "An Unlikely Prophet," by Alvin Schwartz. I am glad that I did.
So how far can we take this concept? Doyle felt that Sherlock became real to him -- overpowerlingly real. Through an idea in an author's mind, the character became real. Polished and spit out into print by the Author.
As Schwartz began to develop the Superman character he commented that Superman "practically wrote the stuff himself."
I have heard other authors say the same thing.
Munk (and I, and others) thought that Sherlock Holmes WAS real. He was certainly more real than Doyle to millions of people.
"I am of the last generation who grew up without comics," Schwartz said. "My points of reference were Sherlock Holmes, Mark Twain, Tarzan and H.G. Wells."
Sound familiar? They were my heros as well. Munk? Kis?
35 years after Schwartz quit the comic book business. A strange man peddled a bike to his door. That man was Thongden, a 7-foot Tibetan monk whose first inquiry was, "Are you the Superman writer?"
"Ah," I figured. "One of those. Another comics fan."
Schwartz dismissed the man as a nut at first. But Thongden soon brought into focus the author's true relationship with Superman and a new way of looking at the world. Schwartz would then embark on a strange and wonderful journey among Tibetan monks, expressionist painters, Hawaiian kahunas, quantum physicists ... and superheroes.
If you read the book, "An Unlikely Prophet," you will learn more about thought forms. It is written as non-fiction. Swartz refuses to say whether it is fiction or not. He leans toward it being non-fiction however.
What do you Cantina-ites think? Can enough people belive strongly enough in a character so that the character actually attains an existance? Does Sherlock Holmes exist somewhere?
Thongchen was, to Schwartz, as real as anyone, but he introduced himself to Schwartz as a thought form. A big solid man, however Thongchen was beginning to fade. It seemed the man who thought him up had died and he was looking for other people to belive in him -- to give him form and substance.
Schwartz said. "Some people believe that the universe is one great thought, many individuals making up one great consciousness."
Mahayana Buddhist. The "Big Boat."
Sitting around here in Georgia on a rainy Sunday afternoon, musing, just musing. Could there be varying levels of existance? Seems possible, even likely to me.
Could there be "people" on this Forum whose existance is only there in hyperspace of the Internet?
Somewhere I hear the distant tinkling of Heinekens and the chuckling laughter of Bill and Rusty and I like to think that they, on some plane, are still just as real as you and me
Maybe God is a Solipsist and we are His thought forms.......
Anybody else have cold chills? Or is it just me? Maybe it is just my Heinekens...........
Y'all may not be familar with the guy behind Superman and Batman in the 1940s, but he turned into one mystical guy at about the age of 80.
Like Uncle Bill, Alvin Swartz became a Mahayana Buddhist, studying the "Path Without Form."
I was introduced to "An Unlikely Prophet" by my friend Steve Brothers who lives in Katmandu and studies with the Tibetans living there in exile. He spoke of their belief in "Tulpas."
http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/0965952126/104-8770332-9631960?n=283155
One day I was writing Steve about "thought forms" recognizing that everything begins as a thought form in someone's mind. For instance a kami said, "I'll make a khuk." He had an image in his mind. Through grinding, forging, polishing, ritual, this tought form became reality.
Steve suggested that I get the book, "An Unlikely Prophet," by Alvin Schwartz. I am glad that I did.
So how far can we take this concept? Doyle felt that Sherlock became real to him -- overpowerlingly real. Through an idea in an author's mind, the character became real. Polished and spit out into print by the Author.
As Schwartz began to develop the Superman character he commented that Superman "practically wrote the stuff himself."
I have heard other authors say the same thing.
Munk (and I, and others) thought that Sherlock Holmes WAS real. He was certainly more real than Doyle to millions of people.
"I am of the last generation who grew up without comics," Schwartz said. "My points of reference were Sherlock Holmes, Mark Twain, Tarzan and H.G. Wells."
Sound familiar? They were my heros as well. Munk? Kis?
35 years after Schwartz quit the comic book business. A strange man peddled a bike to his door. That man was Thongden, a 7-foot Tibetan monk whose first inquiry was, "Are you the Superman writer?"
"Ah," I figured. "One of those. Another comics fan."
Schwartz dismissed the man as a nut at first. But Thongden soon brought into focus the author's true relationship with Superman and a new way of looking at the world. Schwartz would then embark on a strange and wonderful journey among Tibetan monks, expressionist painters, Hawaiian kahunas, quantum physicists ... and superheroes.
If you read the book, "An Unlikely Prophet," you will learn more about thought forms. It is written as non-fiction. Swartz refuses to say whether it is fiction or not. He leans toward it being non-fiction however.
What do you Cantina-ites think? Can enough people belive strongly enough in a character so that the character actually attains an existance? Does Sherlock Holmes exist somewhere?
Thongchen was, to Schwartz, as real as anyone, but he introduced himself to Schwartz as a thought form. A big solid man, however Thongchen was beginning to fade. It seemed the man who thought him up had died and he was looking for other people to belive in him -- to give him form and substance.
Schwartz said. "Some people believe that the universe is one great thought, many individuals making up one great consciousness."
Mahayana Buddhist. The "Big Boat."
Sitting around here in Georgia on a rainy Sunday afternoon, musing, just musing. Could there be varying levels of existance? Seems possible, even likely to me.
Could there be "people" on this Forum whose existance is only there in hyperspace of the Internet?
Somewhere I hear the distant tinkling of Heinekens and the chuckling laughter of Bill and Rusty and I like to think that they, on some plane, are still just as real as you and me
Maybe God is a Solipsist and we are His thought forms.......
Anybody else have cold chills? Or is it just me? Maybe it is just my Heinekens...........