Friday, May 8, 2026

Book of Mormon names and Pi Days

I dreamt that a Taiwanese girl told me she had decided to go by the English name Isabel. I said, "Good choice. That's a good Book of Mormon name." (This was perhaps influenced by my post "The harlot Isabel," though that was more than two months ago.)

Later in the dream, I was reading the Book of Mormon and found that it now included a character whose name was sometimes spelled Alexus and sometimes Alexs. I kept insisting that I had read the Book dozens of times before and was sure there was no such character, but everyone I talked to assured me that Alexus had always been in there. (The spelling Alexs may have been influenced by Words of Them Liberated, which has a character called Axsa, with the same unusual xs combination.)


The dream having reminded me of Axsa, I thought of another name used in Liberated: the place name Pillenor-Um. When I first encountered that name, I thought it might be from Tolkien, but a search for pillenor tolkien only turned up the Battle of the Pelennor Fields. Thinking about that again today, I looked up that battle -- "the largest of the entire Third Age" according to Tolkien Gateway -- and discovered that it takes place on Pi Biduum, March 14-15 (corresponding to 3.1415). In my April 6 post "Pi Days," I noted that my birthday is part of Pi Biduum, while Bill's birthday, July 22, is another Pi Day, corresponding to 22/7 ≈ 3.14. Since Tolkien Gateway allows you to look up any calendar date, I tried July 22, but nothing really happened on that date in Tolkien's life or stories.

During my lunch break, I read a little in The Story of Alice by Robert Douglas Fairhurst, beginning where I had left off on p. 354. On the very next page, p. 355, I found a reference to the date I had just been looking up. Lewis Carroll responded to a Pall Mall Gazette exposé on child prostitution

with a letter to the St James's Gazette, signed 'Lewis Carroll' and published in the issue of 22 July under the title 'Whoso Shall Offend One of Those Little Ones', which set out the case for preventing 'impure scandal' from being reported.

(I suppose the child prostitution theme also syncs with the dream, in which a child adopts a "good Book of Mormon name" which is actually that of a "harlot.")

Three pages later, on p. 358, I read this:

In March 1886, [Carroll] tried to discover the original version of a poem he had read many years before, which 'contained 3 visions of female beauty -- child, young woman, adult woman', all of whom 'appeared in Eve's original dress'.

Following a hunch, I checked the endnote and confirmed that the letter quoted here was dated March 15, the only occurrence of that date in the book.

Monday, May 4, 2026

Golden arrow

A dream-within-a-dream consisted of a single static image: a horizontally oriented golden arrow against a plain white background. The head, shaft, fletching, and nock were all the same golden color. I believe the head was on my left and the nock on my right, though I'm not 100% confident of that.

I then "woke up" (but was still dreaming) and thought the arrow dream a happy omen. In particular, I thought Bill would probably view it positively. Black arrows, or arrows with black feathers, had been a negative symbol, so a golden arrow would surely be an improvement.

In the morning, really awake this time, I picked up some channeled material of Leo's which I have been reading. I had only been reading a few minutes when I read that "golden arrows were sent forth to prevent [the] interference" of parents who were trying to protect their children from wolves. A word search of the document confirms that this is the first and only mention of golden arrows; two prior mentions of arrows were both of the "black-feathered arrows" of the Numenoreans.

So apparently not such a great omen after all.

Saturday, May 2, 2026

Shoeless Spider-Man

In a brief dream, I was teaching English to a very large group of very young children, not corresponding to any of my students in waking life. There were a few other teachers in the room as well, again not corresponding to any specific people I know. The children would come to the front of the classroom one at a time, and I would ask each two questions -- "What's your name?" and "What are you wearing?" -- to which they would have to reply in complete English sentences.

Most of them were wearing ordinary clothing, but then a boy came up who was dressed as Spider-Man.

"What's your name?"

"My name is Peter."

The teachers looked at each other, acknowledging the fitting coincidence that the actual Spider-Man's name is also Peter.

"What are you wearing?"

"I'm wearing a Spider-Man suit."

"Are you wearing shoes?"

"No, I'm not."

This reply confused me for a second. He wasn't barefoot; he was wearing a full spandex Spider-Man suit, terminating in something like boots, but I conceded that, no, you probably couldn't really call them "shoes."

And then I woke up. I think the dream is likely significant, since Spider-Man, Peter, shoes, and even Peter's shoes have all been in the sync-stream.

Friday, May 1, 2026

Guy Fawkes mask

On April 29, I watched what I assume is some kind of LARP on the alt-Mormon channel Zion Media (run by Shane Baldwin, who has some serious red-flag physiognomy but often has interesting guests), an interview with a man wearing a Guy Fawkes mask and claiming to have inside information about the arrival of a mysterious figure prophesied by Isaiah.


The next day, April 30, Debbie left some comments on my post "From the Jolly Switzer to Dark Spirits and savagery" bringing up V for Vendetta, the film that made the Guy Fawkes mask part of our shared cultural vocabulary. (The link to my post was rather tenuous; an image of piano keys in my post reminded her of dominoes, and dominoes feature in the film.)


And the next day, today, May 1, I withdrew some cash from an ATM and found that they had put up a sign warning people about fraud, with the fraudster portrayed as a man in a Guy Fawkes mask.


Just a few weeks earlier, on April 11, I had written a summary of the story of Guy Fawkes for use on an English test. I chose the topic somewhat randomly. I needed to include certain key words, including parliament and penalty, and the Gunpowder Plot was what happened to come to mind.

Why we reject the proposition that "time is unreal"

Suppose I have two dollars in my wallet. I've checked very carefully and am certain that that's all I have in there: two dollars. Later, someone gives me two more dollars, and I put them in my wallet, too -- only to find that I now have five dollars in my wallet!

What happened? (The question is not entirely hypothetical.) Most likely I miscounted the money. I must have actually had three dollar bills in my wallet at the outset but mistakenly counted them as two; perhaps two of them had been stuck together or something. Or maybe when I and the other person both thought he was giving me two more dollars, he was actually giving me three. Or maybe someone else surreptitiously put an extra dollar into my wallet when I wasn't looking. Or, if you're willing to entertain  more fantastic hypotheses, perhaps a miracle occurred and the extra dollar materialized in my wallet by supernatural means.

One hypothesis you will not entertain is that sometimes 2 + 2 = 5.

No conceivable extraordinary experience, no matter how well corroborated, will ever make you entertain that hypothesis. People will say, speaking loosely, that its falsity is "self-evident" (which would be news to young children who are learning their sums), but we might more accurately say that it is metaphysically unacceptable -- or, as I have termed such things elsewhere, "philosophically dysfunctional." As Aquinas is quoted as saying in the linked post, such hypotheses "destroy the foundations of a branch of philosophy" and must therefore be rejected. If we admit 2 + 2 = 5 to our system of thought, the system crashes. We may, superficially, have gained the ability to explain that one weird experience with the five dollars. but only at the expense of our ability to really make sense of anything at all. No experience or anecdote, no matter how otherwise compelling it may be, can override that.

One of the philosophically dysfunctional hypotheses (positiones extraneae) Aquinas gives as an example is "the opinion that nothing changes" -- which brings us to Bruce's recent post "The Time Trap," in which he rejects as a nihilism-inducing "pseudo-explanation" the opinion that

All Time is Now - Time is unreal -- Past, Present, and Future are simultaneous - Everything is always happening...

VIP commenter Debbie sent me an email expressing her exasperation with Bruce's position, correctly assuming that if she had left a comment on Bruce's blog directly it would be unlikely to get past his "pretty severe" moderation. How, she asks, can Bruce maintain such a position in the face of her many unambiguously precognitive experiences, experiences which imply that "linear time is an illusion" and yet have made her life more meaningful rather than less so? She writes:

I personally believe that if someone has never experienced the paranormal themselves, which it appears, at least to me, that Bruce has not, then I get somewhat irritated if a person writes or says something that they really don't have personal knowledge of especially if they express their belief as being fact.

But personal experience or lack thereof is actually not germane to Bruce's position. Bruce is certainly aware of the compelling evidence that precognition does occur -- in fact, he was the one who introduced me to the seminal work of J. W. Dunne on that topic -- but his position is that, whatever paranormal or miraculous explanation such experiences may have, the explanation cannot be that "time is unreal" because that is metaphysically unacceptable, a positio extranea, a proposition that will crash any system of thought in which it is included.

Briefly, if there is no time, there is no change. Time and change are conceptually inseparable, and neither can be defined except in terms of the other. And if there is no such thing as change of any kind, then all the unacceptable consequences Bruce delineates follow:

The implication is that nothing matters. 

Nothing makes a difference - because nothing can make a difference. 

There is no possible freedom, no possibility of learning; no possibility of betterment of any kind. 

Indeed there is no-thing At All - except what is, was, always, and evermore... An unchanging situation, that might equally well be nothing as anything. 

Making a difference, freedom, learning, betterment -- these are all subsets of change, and if time is not real, neither is change.

If your life is a book, are you writing it as you go along, or are you merely reading a book that has already been written, a story that can never be anything other than what it already is? If the latter, your "life" is an illusion. You aren't doing anything; nothing is happening; nothing means anything. We reject that possibility as, if not provably false, definitely philosophically dysfunctional. As I wrote in my 2018 post "Richard Taylor's fatalism" (from which I pinched the book metaphor):

If I reject fatalism, my stance is either (a) correct or (b) completely inevitable. Therefore, so far as it lies in my power to reject fatalism, I should do so. I find that I can reject it, and so I do. Perhaps I am right in so doing, or perhaps it is my inescapable fate to adopt incorrect philosophical positions — but I won’t waste any time considering the latter  possibility, because, as I may have mentioned once or twice, there’s no point.

Incidentally, here's a completely insane synchronicity: When I revisited that old post on Richard Taylor, I found that in making my argument I had used as an example the tenseless proposition "There is/was/will be a full cup of coffee on William’s desk at 4:30 pm on May 1, 2018." I guess that was the date and time that I wrote that particular sentence, though the post wasn't finished and published until May 6. I first noticed the coincidence of the date -- today is also May 1 -- and then I glanced at the clock on my computer and saw that it was precisely 4:30 p.m. (I had a half-full cup of green tea on my desk, a near miss.) As a further coincidence, just a couple of days ago, in "Into the mouth of the whale," I posted a synchronicity involving reading the phrase "at 4:30 PM" in a years-old blog post.

Does that synchronicity mean that I was fated to write that sentence at 4:30 p.m. on May 1 and then read it again exactly eight years later, at 4:30 p.m. on May 1? No. For the reasons given above, I reject that explanation and take it as axiomatic that, whatever the sync may mean, it doesn't mean that.

Coming back to the apparent conflict between Bruce's views and Debbie's, Debbie's position isn't really what Bruce is arguing against. She believes in freedom, she believes in choice, she believes that "To see the future means that we can CHANGE IT." In other words, though she likes to say that "linear time is an illusion," she is speaking loosely and doesn't mean it in a strictly literal sense. What she means (or what she would realize she means if she thought it out rigorously) is that linear time is not the whole story -- a position with which I agree and assume Bruce does, too.

Debbie has immense psychic and spiritual gifts, but she is not a philosophically rigorous thinker -- which is fine. Most people aren't, and most people don't need to be. If "linear time is an illusion" is a good-enough shorthand for her to make sense of her experiences, then, well, that's good enough. All of us most of the time, and most of us all of the time, use such imprecise concepts to make sense of the world, because that's how the human brain is designed to work. ("There are no coincidences" is another example.) I respect both Bruce and Debbie and benefit greatly from their very different modes of thinking.

My own understanding of time is essentially that of Dunne. His model accounts for precognition -- including, crucially, the ability to see the future and then change it -- and, far from dismissing linear time as an illusion, it takes as its starting point the axiom that time is real and really elapses, a fact which is impossible to explain or even to express using linear time alone. I believe Bruce currently doesn't have much use for Dunne, since the latter's system is highly abstract, involves complex mathematics, and is fiendishly difficult to wrap one's head around. I agree but do not find that an insuperable objection; after all, the same can be said of Einstein's theory of time (which Dunne partly anticipated in his first book and incorporated in his later work). It's all a question of how rigorous one feels the need to be, and different souls have different needs.

Sub-zero, red and blue specs, Ides of March, Diego

It occurred to me to see if any major films had been released on my birthday, the Ides of March. Only one that's a household name, it turns out: the original Ice Age, released March 15, 2002. I don't think I've ever seen that one, though I did see one of the sequels. The poster immediately got my attention:


Right at the top, even bigger than the name of the film, it says "SUB-ZERO HEROES." Just two days ago, in "The Jolly Switzer," I had posted this picture of a novel titled Less Than Zero:


My reason for posting that was that the art on the cover -- a pair of spectacles with a red right lens and a blue left lens -- was a link to my January 14 post "Red and blue spectacles." The very first image in that post, the one that kicked off the whole red-and-blue spectacles theme, was about a movie called The Ides of March.


My other reason for finding Less Than Zero synchronistically relevant was that Vox Day had just published a post called "Less Than Zero," referring to his assessment of the probability that the Darwinian model of evolution is true. Ice Age, being about prehistoric animals and primitive humans, is obviously evolution-adjacent.

Looking up Ice Age, I discovered that the latest installment in the franchise, set to be released next year, is called Ice Age: Boiling Point. The boiling point is 212 degrees Fahrenheit, which corresponds to Darwin's birthday, February 12. I know that some other person I recently looked up was also born (or perhaps died) on February 12, but I don't remember who it was and can't find it now.

Coming back to the original Ice Age movie, the plot is apparently that a group of Pleistocene mammals are trying to bring a human baby back to his family. One of the group, a saber-toothed cat named Diego, was originally secretly planning to deliver the baby to his pack to be killed in revenge, but by the end of the move he has a change of heart and helps save the baby.

Since the significance of the movie to me is that it was released on my birthday, it's natural for me to see the baby as the character representing me. In my dream "Fighting in ash-mud and putting out the blazing white tree" (March 2024), a man called G (who I thought might represent me) fought with a man called Diego, and after the fight, I asked G, "Are we in a movie?" and he replied, "Well, let's say it's a preview for a movie." As discussed in "Tim, Claire, Diego" (June 2024), Bill Wright thought that Diego in my dream represented "Israel" (or rather his Tolkienian reinterpretation of that name), and then shortly thereafter I met a real person named Diego and helped him rather than fighting him. This seems relevant to the plot of Ice Age, where Diego is originally the baby's enemy but eventually becomes its protector.


Last night I dreamed that I was back at my old Ohio home in what is now Hell Hollow Wilderness Area. I was with my wife, and we were walking in the woods. There were several leopards and tigers living there, and we were responsible for them. A tiger and a leopard got in fight, and I separated them, realizing that this was a potentially dangerous thing for me to do but trusting that neither of them would attack me, and they didn't.

These big cats all subsisted on milk, being breastfed by my wife. I had some doubts as to whether that was a suitable diet for adult cats. I tried to look up on the Internet whether it was healthy for big cats to live on human breastmilk, but of course couldn't find anything because probably no one else had ever thought to ask such a question. I wasn't sure what else they could eat. White-tailed deer? Or should we bring in some goats? But I like goats and would feel bad about feeding them to the cats. We decided to stick with breastmilk for the time being.

I had this dream before looking up Ice Age, but the big cats and breastfeeding seem related to the saber-tooth and baby in the movie. I see that my original Diego dream also involved going back to the Hell Hollow home to feed the pets.


In a later dream segment, which was very brief, I was offered a book by Elizabeth Kashara but said I didn't want it. I wanted a book by Brant Forest. I have no sense of what kind of books these were or what I wanted them for. Looking up the names after the dream didn't turn up much. Elizabeth and KaShara are apparently two members of the Dallas Cowboys Cheerleaders, and Sebastian Brant did a woodcut called In the Forest near Carthage, illustrating a scene from the Aeneid.

Wednesday, April 29, 2026

From the Jolly Switzer to Dark Spirits and savagery

Doing an image search for "The Jolly Switzer" led me to a 1967 Canadian book called This Is Music. (Note, if you have to explain that that's what it is, that's usually not a good sign.) It has sheet music for the song, with a note immediately below it explaining that there is "no black key between E and F" on a piano.


The mention of black keys caught my eye because in a comment on "American brownshoe" (April 25), which reports a dream about a gray Plymouth Voyager van, Bill brings up a group called The Black Keys whose 2011 album El Camino has on the cover not the Chevy El Camino you might expect but rather a gray Plymouth Grand Voyager.

This minor sync was enough to make me dwell on the idea of "black keys" enough to make a random connection: There are 36 black keys on a standard piano, and the 14th-century grimoire known as The Key of Solomon includes a chapter called (in MacGregor Mathers's English translation) "The 36 Dark Spirits of Solomon" -- a list deriving from the 2nd-century Testament of Solomon, with each Dark Spirit corresponding to one of the decans of the zodiac. I've never actually read any of that stuff; it's just one of those factoids one picks up. (Actually, I had misremembered it as being the "36 Dark Keys of Solomon," which would have been even better, but a Google search set me straight.)

When I ran a Google search for jolly switzer (no quotation marks), most of the top hits were for hymn sites due to the fact that the song, though not remotely religious in nature, was included in official children's songbooks published by the LDS Church. The second result, though, was something completely unexpected: the Wikipedia page for the novel The Lord of the Flies. That was an intriguing sync, since Bill just brought up The Lord of the Flies two days ago, in a comment on "Jupiter, star of chaos."

What possible connection could there be between the gay tra-la-la with his fa-la-la-la and Golding's schoolboy savagery? None. The article quotes a reference in the novel to a "jolly good show," and it quotes a review by a critic named Charles Switzer. The review was published on May 5, 2025. Having just looked up the writer Bret Harte, to whom the lyrics of "The Jolly Switzer" are credited, I recognized that date as the 123rd anniversary of Harte's death.

Switzer's review of The Lord of the Flies is divided into five sections, the first of which bears the heading "Golding's Island Despises Order and Chaos in Equal Measure." The post on which Bill left his Lord of the Flies comment was, again, called "Jupiter, star of chaos," and it cites Arrowsmith's post "Syn-crow-nicity: Order out of Chaos."

Book of Mormon names and Pi Days

I dreamt that a Taiwanese girl told me she had decided to go by the English name Isabel . I said, "Good choice. That's a good Book ...