Decoding the Enochian Secrets

There are a lot of things I could tell you about “Decoding the Enochian Secrets: God’s Most Holy Book to Mankind as Received by Dr. John Dee from Angelic Messengers” by John DeSalvo, Ph.D. I could tell you how pleased I was to see the author devoted some time to discussing the apocryphal “Book of Enoch”. Or how I found DeSalvo’s reflections on the purpose of “The Book of Enoch” that was given to Dr. John Dee via the scryer Edward Kelly insightful. I could go on and on about how the history and background presented about this new “Book of Enoch” was tremendously fascinating. However there is only one thing that I should need to tell you to make you understand why you should own a copy of this book; it contains the complete original text for “The Book of Enoch”.

That’s right folks, and when I say original I’m not talking about transcribed, or somehow divined by the author, or any other such way a book could potentially claim possessing the “original” text. “Decoding the Enochian Secrets” features each page as seen in the British Library collection, with the actual handwriting of Edward Kelly and Dr. John Dee. If you consider yourself any sort of occult nerd, this should already have you clicking “check out” on your book shopping website of choice. Just to give you a little taste of what I’m talking about, feast your eyes on this beauty.

A table from the Book of Enoch

Just in case that wasn’t quite occult nerd enough for you, John DeSalvo will blow your mind with his meticulous research and attention to detail. I haven’t devoted much time to learning about Dr. John Dee and his work with “The Book of Enoch”, and after reading this, I’m not sure I need to read anything else. You can’t get more intense than “complete original text”.

Obviously a book like this isn’t for everyone, but if you’re as fascinated by such matters as Enochian magic and occult history as I am, you must own this book.

Immortal Blues: Part Seven

By Greg Bullard

Welcome to part seven of the nine part fiction series “Immortal Blues” by Greg Bullard. Aine Marina hangs around long enough to create more questions than answered and again, shots are fired. If you need to catch up, here is Part One, Part Two, Part Three, Part Four, Part Five, and Part Six.

I stared into those deep brown eyes, alit with foreign thought, and in that instant, my memory betrayed me by dragging me backwards through time to a small hill, a green meadow and a beautiful girl so many centuries ago.

I was a conqueror, grown weary of battle. The scent of blood and flash of metal death no longer sustained me. Instead, I hunted true emotion, raw feelings, first pleasure, final pain and more. I was a skilled hunter.

The hunt had brought me to that hillside, where my lips stalked the flesh of the human woman who would ascend to be Queen of the Fey. She shuddered beneath my touch and trembled at the slightest brush of my fingertips on her blushing skin. Amidst that knee-high grass and the warm caress of the spring sun, I achieved my greatest conquest to date, drinking deep of the love-spilled tears of a once-virgin princess.

As clear as yesterday, I remember the passion aflame in those emerald eyes, framed once in alabaster skin and again in a fan of loose, red curls, spilled out around her on the hillside. I snapped back to the brown eyes before me, framed once in olive skin and again in long, straight hair of the deepest black. Impossibly, yet actually, they were the same eyes.

“It has been far too long, Your Majesty,” I inclined my head to her, politely, yet without a trace of subservience. “I admit, I had not expected you, but I am pleased none the less that you are here. Will you allow me to show you about the city? It’s a marvel of human creation.”

Marisela blinked once, doubt spread quickly across her features and was, itself, chased out by fear before she collapsed in front of me. I caught her inches before her head struck the hardwood floor.

Cradling her in my arms, I brushed the hair from her forehead and passed my senses over her. She was uninjured, but asleep in a fullness of depth and peace from which she would not soon awaken. The alien presence was gone, and along with it any sense of my own confidence that I somehow controlled this situation.

I stood with Marisela draped in my arms and looked questioningly at Isabella.

“Place her on her bed,” Isabella coughed, clutching at her cane she steadied herself. “Then you must leave.”

I was ten blocks from the Crone’s house, flitting from shadow to shadow, when the tidal wave of questions that I should have asked, came, unbidden. Why did you say you were sorry? Why must I leave? Did you know Aine Marina was coming? Why weren’t you more surprised?

I started to double back, but I’d made good progress towards home and it was late. Still, the state of events was confusing and frustrating. Over and over, I kept asking myself, had I just been played? If so, how long was the setup?

The trip home was nerve wracking. I had to double check each street and alley to insure I wasn’t observed, and no matter how clear it looked, I kept seeing movement in the shadows, but I knew no one was there. I kept telling myself I was just being extra careful. My little ink spot of darkness, absent the moon, stood out all too easily on the big city streets.

Finally, I made it safely across the Manhattan Bridge, and then down to the streets below. Walking in the shadows of the bridge, no longer quite so concerned with the moon, I let my guard down a bit. That’s when I was spotted.
Two drunks stumbled out of the backdoor of a dingy tavern, right into my path. I stepped around them, still mostly lost in my thoughts when I realized that one of them had spoken to me.

“Yous dere,” he slurred in the drunken, thick Italian-American accent of a Brooklyn native, “Yous gots some cash for me and my buddy ‘ere? Eh? We’re busted.”

I shrugged, shook my head and continued walking – and maybe offered up a few choice words about his state of employment and drunkenness. I then went back to ignoring the fool and his friend. That’s when, for the second time in a few days, I heard the unmistakable click of a hammer being drawn back on a gun.

I wheeled and fired my most menacing glare at him. Normally that does the trick, but I think he might have been too drunk to care or notice. He swayed back and forth, barely maintaining his feet, while the blued steel barrel of his snub nose .38 wavered back and forth, pointing in my general direction.

“Careful friend,” I said, again in my most menacing tone, “it’s been a bad week already and you’re quickly getting on the wrong side of me.”

“Di’ja hear that Antony? We’re on ‘is bad side,” he blinked, steadied himself a bit and tried to make an effort to aim the gun at me. “You knows what? You’re on our bad side too,” he added, “what says yous empty yah pockets and see about getting on our good side. Eh?”

Fed up, I blinked and flicked my hand in his direction, shifting reality slightly in the process – at least, that’s what was supposed to have happened. His eyes went wide at my gesture. There was a moment of panic on his features and then fire blossomed from the end of the gun.

The world never slowed down around me. Time didn’t flow like cold molasses from a full jug. The end of the barrel flashed with fire, and then the hammer of the gods slammed into my chest.

I crumbled to the ground, dropped in my tracks and the breath exploded from my mouth in one great gasp. I was left writhing amidst the trash and filth of the city’s worst streets, and I was scared. Something was very, very wrong.

About Greg Bullard:
Greg currently resides in Austin, TX, trying to do his part to Keep Austin Weird. While his wife, Julia, and daughter, Emily, both work hard to keep him on his toes, it is Julia’s red editing pen that does the most work. When he is not muddling his way through some fiction, he usually writes about What Greg Eats.

Rum Cake with Deborah Blake

Readers may remember that back in December 2010 I listed Deborah Blake’s book “Witchcraft on a Shoestring” as one of my “favorite” things. In the little blurb I wrote about the book I was quick to point out that it contained a rum cake recipe that I had to try. Then in January 2011, when I tried out Dawn Hunt’s Shepherd’s Pie recipe, I again commented on how I still needed to try out Deborah Blake’s rum cake recipe from “Witchcraft on a Shoestring”. Well, that distant someday has become a reality. Finally, at long last, I tried out the rum cake recipe.

I haven’t baked anything cake-like in years. My husband doesn’t like cake, so if I bake a cake, I know it will be me eating the whole damn thing. Even I know that’s not the best plan. I didn’t even own the ubiquitous Bundt pan. However, I recently found myself with plans that involved going over to a friend’s house for dinner and I decided that for dessert I would bring over the rum cake. (For those of you curious, I picked up Jim a bear claw from Panera for him to eat for dessert while we ate cake.) The recipe was pretty simple and fairly straight forward. With Deborah Blake’s permission, I get to share the recipe from “Witchcraft on a Shoestring” with you!

Rum Cake

Notes: This is one of my favorite special occasion desserts. It takes a little more work than a regular cake, but the results are worth it! If you want to get really extravagant, you can substitute a chocolate cake mix for the yellow one, and Chambord black raspberry liqueur or Grand Marnier orange liqueur for the rum; they are both pretty pricey though. This cake is intended to be made in a Bundt pan, although you could probably use a regular pan.

Ingredients:
1 box cake mix with pudding in it (yellow or chocolate)
3 eggs
1/4 cup cooking oil
1/2 cup rum (for cake) plus 1/3 cup rum (for glaze)
1/2 cup pecans or sliced almonds
1 cup sugar
1/2 cup butter (1 stick)
1/2 cup water (for cake) plus 1/4 cup water (for glaze)

Time for preparation/cooking: 1 hour 10 minutes (50-60 minutes of baking time)

Directions: Grease and flour a Bundt pan. Mix the cake mix, eggs, oil, 1/2 cup rum, and 1/2 cup water. Put nuts on the bottom of the pan, then pour cake mixture over them. Bake at 325 degrees for 50-60 minutes, or until a toothpick comes out clean. For glaze, mix sugar, butter, 1/3 cup rum, and 1/4 cup water in a saucepan. Boil for 2-3 minutes, then pour over cake. Let sit for a while so the cake can absorb the glaze.

As I already said, I didn’t own a Bundt pan, but I decided to go ahead and buy one. I couldn’t find a cake mix that explicitly stated it had pudding in it, so I opted for a yellow cake mix from Duncan Hines that was touted as “deluxe extra moist”. Instead of greasing and flouring the pan, we (because although he doesn’t eat cake, Jim still helped me make the cake) just sprayed some Pam butter flavored spray into it. I opted for sliced almonds for the bottom of the pan, and I used olive oil as the cooking oil the recipe called for. And last, but certainly not least, there was the rum to consider.

The friends who would be eating this cake weren’t any old ordinary cake consumers, they were rum enthusiasts, complete with one of them already having what is considered THE definitive rum cake recipe. Obviously I carefully considered my rum options. In the end I opted for Kilo Kai rum. The rum is so smooth and delightful you can drink it straight. And when I say straight I don’t mean if you slam back a shot you won’t be left coughing and sputtering, I mean you can actually sit back, sip, and enjoy it. Also, it makes a fantastic rum and Cokes. I highly recommend it.

The good news is, I didn’t screw up the cake! The top was little more brown, I suspect thanks to the Pam spray, and the sliced almonds kind of slid to the sides instead of staying on top, but the cake was baked through perfectly and came out of the Bundt pan with ease. I ladled the glaze evenly over the top and then poured the final bit out of the saucepan over it.

That said, my clever choice of Kilo Kai rum was perhaps not the best option. Everyone in attendance agreed that the cake was very good, even the owner of the “official” rum cake recipe, but it fell a little short. After careful discussion and consideration, we think that the Kilo Kai rum was actually too smooth for the recipe. The “definitive” rum cake recipe that my friend uses clearly states to use Captain Morgan’s Spiced Rum and no other, and we all now see why. My rum cake was moist, sweet, and tasty, but it lacked that slight kick, that little bit of bite, that alcohol laced desserts need.

Overall, Deborah Blake’s “Witchcraft on a Shoestring” rum cake recipe was a big hit! If you try it out yourself, let me know how it turns out! Also, I can’t stress enough how great “Witchcraft on a Shoestring” is, even if you’re not “witchy”. I keep my copy in the kitchen with my cookbooks because there are so many simple recipes in it that I want to try: Tres Leches Pie, Prosperity Pie Quiche, Easy Garden Veggie Pie, Jhaea’s Minty Couscous Salad, Ellen’s Beer Bread, Morgana’s Tomato Pie, and many, many more!

If you don’t already own a copy, you can get yours here or at any cool bookstore.

A Nice Guy and Some Special Ladies in my Life

It is that time again folks! Where I’ve got a bunch of random stuff to share with you, so I smoosh it together into one post and call it an “article”. Where to start?

Well, lets’ first start with the internet can be a nice place sometimes. Not too long ago I got an email from Spectral Dragon (aka Jason Compton) who runs a website called Gates of Mysticism. He was contacting me to ask for permission to re-publish Lupa’s article “An Abbreviated Introduction to Chaos Magic” that we had published in January of 2008. He had already secured Lupa’s permission so he contacted me for my blessing. Anyone who has spent any time on the internet knows that often people just copy and paste their way to new content for their websites. You can see why it was greatly appreciated that Jason asked for permission and assured me that he would be sure to mention that the article had originally appeared on The Magical Buffet website. Once he published the article he emailed me a link to it. In the past when I’ve re-published articles I usually just make a bland note at the top of where the article originally came from (including link) and say that it is being used with permission. However Jason took it a step further:

“A note on this article’s origins: This article’s origin is at this link to The Magical Buffet. Since The Magical Buffet has plenty of excellent articles on metaphysics and the occult it might be a good idea to check them out at The Magical Buffet Home Page. Gates of Mysticism would like to extend many thanks to both Lupa, the author of this article, and the Magical Buffet for allowing GOM to publish this excellent article.”

Nice, right? So if you’re interested in metaphysics and/or the occult why not check out Gates of Mysticism? They seem like good people.

Speaking of good people, I recently got an email from Cindy Chaney, founder of the My Nerd Girl website and one time Buffet interview subject. For those of you who may not remember this from last year, Cindy also suffers from Lupus. Last year the scarring on her lungs left her with difficulty walking and so her friends and fellow Nerd Girls decided they would pull Cindy in a customized wagon as part of Team Cindy for Walk for Lupus Now. This year she is fund raising again for Team Cindy, but sadly this time around she’s suffering from stage four kidney and lung failure and will be unable to attend the walk personally. Cindy is 31 years-old and had to go on hospice care.

I can’t read those words and not feel a welling up of rage. I won’t mention anyone by name, but at least one of the women I work with a lot for The Buffet suffers from a chronic pain condition, I myself suffer from several yet to be effectively diagnosed and treated health conditions, and here I find that Cindy, a woman who I would readily describe as one of the “best of the best” is in hospice care. I can’t help but feel there is a war on women right now, and we’re all losing.

As I said last year, I typically don’t donate to charity walk/runs. Since the cost of organizing and running the event comes out of the donations I always worry that not enough of my money goes to the charity itself. But again like last year I can’t help but be moved by Cindy’s spirit and the women she has supporting her as she goes through this. So like last year, I’m encouraging anyone who has $5 to spare to donate it to Cindy for Walk for Lupus Now. Every dollar helps, and every dollar reminds a remarkable woman that she doesn’t have to go through this alone.

Visit Cindy’s page here.

Update: I’m saddened to say that our losses continue. Just days after securing a review copy of the book “The Small-Town Pagans Survival Guide” by Bronwen Forbes with the intention of interviewing the author I learned that Bronwen Forbes passed away. According to her Facebook page, she died from a heart attack brought on by her chemotherapy drugs. I can’t articulate how saddened I am to have come so close to speaking with a woman who touched so many lives, only to have missed the opportunity. I wish to extend condolences to her friends and family, her readers, and her family of Llewellyn Publishing.

And in other news regarding remarkable women, Paula Chaffee Scardamalia, who contributed the beautiful article “Weaving a Woman’s Life” to The Magical Buffet is getting featured in the May 2011 issue of People Magazine! In this country issue of People a summation appears of an interview she did regarding a recurring dream of country singer Rodney Atkins. Paula is truly an amazing lady, if you haven’t done so before, check out her website Divining the Muse!

Lastly, it’s been a long time, but I’m back in the public speaking ring! As long time readers know, the past two years I’ve gone to the Spiritual Arts Fair in Oneonta, NY (2009 and 2010) and I always have a great time. Well this year I won’t just be attending, I’ll be giving one of the presentations! Along with the gigantic crowd of vendors there will be free workshops all day that include Hindu spirituality and chanting, Tibetan Buddhist meditation, Native American spirituality, Soul Mask making, Zen meditation and chanting, and more! Part of that more will be my presentation “Protection from Evil: Religion, Folklore, and Myth”.

For those of you in the area, the event is Saturday May 7, 2011 from 9:30am – 5:00pm. Admission is $5 and covers the workshops, but if you want a psychic reading, a henna tattoo (I get one each time we go), or other services, additional fees will be involved. The Spiritual Arts Fair is held at the Unitarian Universalist Society located at 12 & 16 Ford Avenue and Wilbur Mansion 11 Ford Avenue in Oneonta, NY.

In closing, thanks Spectral Dragon, stay strong Cindy Chaney, congrats to Paula Chaffee Scardamalia, and see you at the 7th Annual Oneonta Spiritual Arts Fair!

10 Questions with Emily Carlin

1. What led you to specialize in the study of dark and protective magicks?

I’ve experienced paranormal phenomena pretty much my whole life. I can remember seeing ghosts when I was as young as four or five. When you see these things you can either ignore them, go nuts, or learn how to protect yourself and take charge of the situation. I tried and failed to ignore them and I refused to let myself go crazy, so I had to learn more about the magick and the paranormal so that I could be in control of my experiences. I talked to anyone who would answer my questions and voraciously read every book on the subject that I could get my hands on and eventually became something of an expert.

2. How did you end up teaching for the Grey School of Wizardry and acting as their Dean of Dark Arts?

I learned about the Grey School back when if first opened in 2004 and joined the school as a student. I loved the fact that it allowed me to work at my own pace and to learn such a tremendous variety of subject. Unfortunately, at the time there wasn’t much in terms of advanced material. I realized that I knew just as much, or more, about the dark arts in general and protective magicks in particular than some of the faculty and decided to apply to teach. I was accepted as a teacher and quickly began writing classes on creatures of the night and defensive magick. When the then dean of the department decided to step down I immediately expressed interest in taking the wheel and the administration deemed me ready to do so. The department now offers 28 classes across 7 levels, with more on the way!

3. What is it like to be one of your students at the Grey School of Wizardry? For example, is it all done online, how structured is it, etc.?

The Grey School in an entirely online, work at your own pace, non-denominational magickal school. When a student enters the school they take a few required introductory classes and then they can select up to six classes of their level at a time from any of our 16 departments. We offer classes in everything from lore, to wortcunning, to alchemy, to dark arts. When a student signs up for a class they must be approved by the professor. Once approved they have access to all of the class lessons on the school site. Each class has a number of assignments that must be completed in order and are graded by the professor. The average class takes 2-6 weeks to complete depending on the diligence of the student and the number of assignments.

All students also have access to extensive school forums, one of our richest resources. Any question a student may have about any kind of magick can be asked in the forums and will generally get multiple responses within a day.

For more information on the Grey School just go to www.greyschool.com.

4. What made you decide that it was time to write your new book “Defense Against the Dark: A Field Guide to Protecting Yourself From Predatory Spirits, Energy Vampires, and Malevolent Magick”?

At the time that I started writing the book I had spend around ten years researching the paranormal and ways of protection oneself from it. Much of the material had crystallized in the form of Grey School classes, but there was still a lot more to be done. The catalyst for finally getting everything together into a book was actually my Grey School practicum. When you finish the 7 level course of study at the Grey School you do a large final project: the practicum. For most students this would be performing a ritual or writing a long paper. For me it was to pour the contents of my brain into my laptop and three months later I had a 75 page paper that my poor adviser had to grade. From there it was another month or so to flesh it out to book length and voila, Defense Against the Dark was born.

5. In your book you discuss a classic protective substance, holy water. However, you also mention “war water”, which I had never heard of before. Where did you learn about war water and can you tell my readers a little bit about it?

War water is basically the dirty, angry cousin to holy water. Holy water repels negative forces and cleanses; war water will actually harm negative forces – it fights back. I first learned about war water many years ago at a Pagan Pride Day workshop. It was mentioned briefly in a few of the books on psychic protection that I had, but I had a difficult time finding more information. Then, several years later, I found The Element Encyclopedia of 5,000 Spells by Judika Illes and that book had several recipes and directions on how to use it. I make my war water using iron nails, sulfur, several kinds of peppers, blood, salt, and just about any other noxious substance I can get my hands on. I almost always have a vial or two on me, just in case.

6. Your book covers a wide range of malevolent and subversive spirits and creatures. Do you have a particular favorite?

My favorite creature tends to shift day to day, but at the moment it has to be The Wild Hunt. There’s something about the image of a great mass of spectral hunters riding through the night that I find rather thrilling. There are a lot of different theories as to what The Hunt really is, anything from ghosts to faeries or even gods, but I prefer the stories where they are a mass of spirits that hunt down evildoers and drag them to their just rewards. I’d like to think that there’s some force out there that makes sure that wrongdoers get what they deserve.

7. Since these people are attempting to seek out things that you write about how to protect yourself from, what are your thoughts on the ever increasing interest in paranormal investigations and ghost hunting?

I think paranormal investigations and ghost hunting is great. I’m glad that more and more people are becoming curious about the unknown and are actually looking for concrete answers rather than just telling each other stories. However, this trend also worries me because there are more and more people going to places where negative entities tend to hand out and they have no idea how to protect themselves. The vast majority of paranormal entities out there are not going to hurt anyone, probably 99.95%. Unfortunately, if enough people go out looking for the paranormal often enough, eventually someone’s going to run into that 0.05% of very bad things and I just hope that those folks have taken the care to protect themselves. It’s for those seekers of the unknown that I’ve written this book, so that they can be ready if they become one of the unlucky few to run into something really nasty.

8. What challenges do you see facing the Pagan/Wiccan/Witch community? How can the community resolve those issues?

Golly, no small question that one. One of the biggest problems I see facing the community right now is a lack of unity. The Pagan/Wiccan/Witch/Heathen/etc. community prides itself on individuality and allowing everyone to do their own thing. That’s one of the best things about our community – everyone can be what they are – it’s also one of our biggest weaknesses because it’s incredibly difficult to get such individualistic people to come together and actually get anything done. When everyone’s voice gets equal weight it’s very difficult to come to a decision. This is something the community really has to work on if we want to receive the respect and legitimacy that we deserve.

9. Remus Lupin, Severus Snape, or Gilderoy Lockhart?

From the books, Remus Lupin because he’s intelligent and courageous. From the movies, Severus Snape because Alan Rickman is awesome.

10. Parting shot! Ask us here at The Magical Buffet any one question?

I’ve got a question for you. I’m already hard at work on the follow up book to Defense Against the Dark and it’s going to be a book on advanced magickal defense. What sort of things would your readers most want to see in such a book?

I’m honestly not sure, your current book has so much information packed into it! Being kind of a magic nerd, I wouldn’t mind more history and information as to how certain magical defenses came about. Sort of like the information you gave to my war water question. I like seeing how something came to be included in someone’s book or magical arsenal. But that’s just me, let’s see if any Magical Buffet readers have any thoughts on the matter. If you have a suggestion for Emily, just post it in the comments section, it would be nice see what you guys think.

About Emily Carlin:
Emily Carlin has been a magickal practitioner for more than a decade. She is the Grey School of Wizardry’s Dean of Dark Arts, specializing in defensive magick and creatures of the night, teaching magickal protection to people of all ages and skill levels. Emily also holds a BA in philosophy from Wellesley College and a JD from Seattle University School of Law, and is a member of the Washington State Bar. Carlin is a lifelong resident of Seattle, Washington.

Geek Month in Review: March 2011

By JB Sanders

More links for more geeks

Crocheted Reef
An entire reef made from yarn. Yes, it’s a real thing. And odd.

Dr Who Auction**
Bring your truckload of money, because you’ll need it.

Drilling Causing Earthquakes?
So Arkansas experienced a 4.7 magnitude quake Sunday (February 27th). Arkansas. Let that sink in for a moment. Arkansas. It’s not exactly a hotbed of quake activity. The article here discusses some research that suggests that the recent spate of earthquakes in the state might be the result of over-zealous natural-gas drilling. Seriously, is anyone other than me thinking it’s a precursor plot to some kind of James Bond film?

Walking Cactus
Not a typo, not a surrealist painting (although it might resemble that, strongly). This is a fossil found recently in China. It’s a “creature” that could be related to a worm or a lobster, with spines. Lots of spines. Be sure to check out the speculative movie for what it might have looked like.

Analogies Can Be Graphs
Or is it metaphors. Anyway, great take on the graph.

Spacewar, 50 Years On
The venerable first video game, originally coded on a PDP-1, has been ported up to the web. It’s using the original Spacewar code, running on a PDP-1 emulator. Originally the emulator was running in Java; in the latest version it’s been ported to HTML5 tools. Enjoy!

In case you’re not sure what a PDP-1 is.

Beer Bricks
So in 1963, Heinekin came out with beer in a bottle that, once emptied of beer, could be used as a brick. Yeah, how progressive is that? Plus it looks like a pretty cool glass wall.

BLDBLOG Interviews China Mièville
Love that BLDBLOG. Here he interviews the celebrated urban fantasy author China Mièville. Fascinating stuff.

Here’s an excerpt to whet your appetite:

“And in his 2004 novel Iron Council, Miéville imagines something called “slow sculpture,” a geologically sublime new artform by which huge blocks of sandstone are “carefully prepared: shafts drilled precisely, caustic agents dripped in, for a slight and so-slow dissolution of rock in exact planes, so that over years of weathering, slabs would fall in layers, coming off with the rain, and at very last disclosing their long-planned shapes. Slow-sculptors never disclosed what they had prepared, and their art revealed itself only long after their deaths.”

Nintendo Bets On 3D
So this is where things are going.

Scientists Discover Giant Cave System on the Moon
Oh yeah, for real. Not the opening to some creepy science fiction movie. They posit that this would be a good place to build a moon habitat.

You’re Playing With Them Wrong
Because nothing you did as a kid was as awesome as these Star Wars Lego(tm) action shots. Seriously.

NASA Space Nerd Broadcasts
Like space? Or rocket science? Want to see what NASA is doing RIGHT NOW? Try out their live broadcast web feed. It’s like c-span in space.

Your Alien Invasion Will Be Graded
Speaking of space, scifi author and columnist John Scalzi grades a variety of movies featuring alien invasions. Not on how good the movie is, but on how successful the invasion was. Fun!

The Mathematics of Juggling
For you juggling geeks and you math geeks, a talented juggler with a PhD in Mathematics discusses high-end math as it applies to juggling. There might also be some balls flying through the air.

Transparent Solar-Powered TV
Yeah, really.

Atlantis Found – Again!
But maybe for real this time. The research team found the concentric rings described in Plato’s story (which is a first, in terms of Finding Atlantis), submerged where they think a tsunami hit it. In Spain.

Different link with a video describing better what the hell they’re talking about.

The Missing 9th Legion
Back in the days of Roman Britain, the ninth legion went north to quell a rebellion and was never heard from again. Read about the theories of what may have happened to it. Whatever became of the 9th, the results of their disappearance were dramatic. Rome sent reinforcements, and at the head of the 6th Legion was Hadrian. Yes, that Hadrian. The guy who’s wall defines the border of England and Scotland to this day. (Hadrian’s Wall)

History of the 9th, along with some commentary on their disappearance and appearances in fiction.

Shelterbox
Ok, maybe it’s the survivalist in me, but these “everything you need to survive” kits are pretty cool. They’re designed to go to areas after a disaster, or be available to emergency services to distribute to those lacking homes or shelter. The kit includes a 10-person tent.

Seedboms!
It’s called Guerrilla Gardening. You take these bits of compost & dirt shaped like grenades, wet them and toss them into abandoned urban blight. Boom! Mother Nature takes over and the seeds in the center of the “Seedbom” puts out flowers. Such an amusing idea, now commercialized into purchasable throwers.

Quote from their website: “Guerrilla Gardening is taking ownership of abandoned urban spaces and bringing them to life with plants and flowers.”

3D Loom Creates Objects With Carbon Fiber

So it just isn’t a Geek Review without some kind of 3D printer-type post. This time, it’s one of only two machines in the world, used to create parts for the Lexus LFA. Mesmerizing video.

Alfred Has Died
The actor, Michael Gough, who portrayed Batman’s butler (Alfred Pennyworth) in several of Tim Burton’s Batman movies has died. He also (watch how I work in a Dr Who reference) portrayed the Celestial Toymaker in the first season of Dr Who. Plus he had a 65-year career in stage and screen. A more worthy obituary linked to title.

How Much Radiation?
Ever wonder how much radiation you can suck up and not have a problem? Want to see that comparison visually, with solid science behind it? Well, look no further than xkcd, not only a great comic, but purveyors of fine graphs and maps.

Famous First Words in Tech
Not just the first words spoken on the telephone, but also the first transatlantic phone call, the first email, and the first twitter. Amusing!

Sneaky Bots**
Scientists are developing autonomous surveillance drones that know when and how to hide while watching. Creeeeepy!

Digital Currency
Some hackers have actually figured out how to make it and to make it in an interesting way. Video helps explain some of it.

How Insanity Helps SciFi Writers**
Especially that Phillip K Dick guy. Who if he had lived and kept up his output, would have surpassed Isaac Asimov as most prolific SciFi author.

Slow Sky
Another great time-lapse video of the starry sky. This time from South Dakota in the depth of winter. For you astro-geeks, there’s details on the equipment used to capture it.

HD version highly recommended.

Spiders!
Ten of the strangest spiders you’ll ever see pictures of — unless you’re a spider scientist, in which case, more work.

Water Powered Car
And no, I’m not kidding. It breaks down the hydrogen out of the water and uses it to generate electricity. It can run for a hour on just a liter of water — though it has a longer overall range.

Company’s website

What if Dr Suess Created Star Wars? **
With illustrations. Why are you still reading this? Go look!

** Rebecca sent this one along.

About John:
John’s a geek from way back. He’s been floating between various computer-related jobs for years, until he settled into doing tech support in higher ed. Now he rules the Macs on campus with an iron hand (really, it’s on his desk).

Geek Credentials:
RPG: Blue box D&D, lead minis, been to GenCon in Milwaukee.
Computer: TRS-80 Color Computer, Amiga 1000, UNIX system w/reel-to-reel backup tape
Card games: bought Magic cards at GenCon in 1993
Science: Met Phil Plait, got time on a mainframe for astronomy project in 1983
His Blog: http://glenandtyler.blogspot.com

Immortal Blues: Part Six

By Greg Bullard

Welcome to part six of the nine part fiction series “Immortal Blues” by Greg Bullard. We say good-bye to The Crone, Isabella, and hello to a frenemy from the past. If you need to catch up, here is Part One, Part Two, Part Three, Part Four and Part Five.

“What the hell do you want?” Marisela spat venomously, temper flaring and smoldering in her pitiless, black eyes.

In a snap I made a decision, perhaps rash in hindsight. In an amount of time difficult to measure, I had her wrapped in my embrace and my lips were pressed against hers. Instantly, her mouth parted, giving way to my advances, allowing my tongue to twirl and wrestle with her own. I could feel the core of anger seething within her. Slowly, with that impassioned kiss, I drew the roiling, writhing emotion into myself and drank deeply of the raw power within it.

Seconds passed and I felt my reserves of energy and emotion refilling. She would be exhausted – I felt her strength flagging now, but I was in no mood to coddle the temperamental girl. Like her great – many times removed – grandmother before her, she would learn the price of my companionship, and, in time, she would learn the value of it.

The sun sat behind my broad shoulders, casting lengthy shadows through the open doorway, darkening the room beyond. The large clock in the corner ground out the seconds on aging gears; I could count the rotation of those gears by the brush of steel on steel and the creak and whine of the spring that drove them.

As Marisela lost her battle for consciousness, my lips left hers. Catching her as she collapsed, I eased her into a chair near the doorway and covered her with the hand-stitched shawl that had been draped across the back of the chair – a gift I had given Isabella long ago, one of many gifts.

“Has it been so long, my Knight of Swords?” Isabella asked, her gravelly voice grating in the silence.

I turned to her. She stood in the shadows of the doorway to her sitting room, bent over a gnarled wooden cane. She had stood quietly, unmoving for the better part of a minute. I had known she was there.

“It has been that long and longer, my sweet,” I answered softly, in a clear unwhispered tone.

Unflinching, she held my gaze and asked, “Ah, my sweet is it now?”

“Now and for decades before.”

“It’s time though, isn’t it?” she sensed the weight of the moment.

I nodded, there was nothing else to say really. Crossing the few steps to her, I knelt on one knee. Taking her twisted, tobacco-stained fingers, I wrapped them in the strong, flawless skin of my large, but delicate hands. I marveled at the strength and warmth in her fingers.

Bowing my head, as if in prayer, I bent over her hand and muttered softly. Opening her fingers gently, I brought the still-soft skin of her palm to my lips and planted a lingering kiss there. Where the skin glistened with the slight moisture of that kiss, a tear fell from my eyes to mark the same spot. I blinked, tear and kiss were gone.

Her voice quavered slightly as she spoke, “Don’t mourn for me, my Prince.” Gaining determination, she continued with strength, “I have seen too many moons; I am ready to feel my mother’s embrace. You gave me life and amazement beyond the years a bright-eyed young girl once thought possible.”

“I gave you nothing of the kind, Isabella.” I shook my head, “I only repaid a love I never deserved by lending you grace that the gods should have freely given one such as yourself.”

“Time grows short.” Changing the melancholy subject, she pulled me to my feet, then held out her hand, “Show me what you have brought me.”

Offering her the crook of my arm, I escorted her to her table and helped her into her seat. While she adjusted, I removed the folded, linen cloth from my coat pocket. Sitting it in the center of the table, I unfolded the corners, revealing the demon’s claws.

She licked her lips and eyed the claws. Without moving her head, her eyes tilted up to regard me and she asked, “Once I have your answers, is that it then? Do I find my eternal peace tonight?”

“Were that it was so easy. You have lived long drawing on the strength of my gentle touch. You drank deeply, such does not pass in a night. I cannot say how long you will live – days, months, years perhaps?” I shrugged.

“And Marisela, is she next for you?” she seemed concerned.

“Who is to say? In kissing another, I broke the tie that has held you and I close for so long, but the other I kissed need not receive my favor as you did. Time will tell the whole of that story. For now, she hates me, and hate is just another emotion I can use to feed my existence. I expect her to hate me for years to come.”

She stared off in space for several minutes, time which I gladly gave her. Seeming to resolve herself to the situation, she turned her attention to the claws laid out on the table before her.

From the pockets of her peasant dress she extracted an intricately carved elm rod, inlaid with True Silver runes. Touching the tip to her forehead, she closed her eyes and held that pose for a slow count of twenty. When her eyes opened they burned with energy and vitality. She struck the demon’s claws sharply with the charged rod.

Just as before, when I disposed of the flesh of the beast, the claws burst into flame at the touch of the True Silver. This flame burned without heat though. It burned with the cool, grey light of the full moon.

Isabella gazed intensely into the dancing flame, as if hypnotized by each flicker and lick of the tongue of unnatural fire. She could read it like a book, its secrets unable to hide from her scrutiny.

In a few blinks the claws had burned away completely, leaving not so much as ash to mark their destruction. Still she stared into that same spot. I waited, semi-patiently, and by that I mean not at all really.

Finally, she spoke, “I’m so sorry.”

The delicate scent of meadowsweet filled my nostrils and my gentle breathing became a sharp inhalation. Forcing myself to turn slowly, I saw Marisela in the doorway. She regarded me with eyes that were not her own.

She spoke to me with a voice that likewise, was not her own, “How does it feel to be the hunted?”

Inclining my head in a graceful bow, I didn’t let the sinking feeling in my gut touch my features or my voice as I said, “Aine Marina, it’s been so very long.” I inserted the slightest of pauses before adding, “Your Majesty.”

About Greg Bullard:
Greg currently resides in Austin, TX, trying to do his part to Keep Austin Weird. While his wife, Julia, and daughter, Emily, both work hard to keep him on his toes, it is Julia’s red editing pen that does the most work. When he is not muddling his way through some fiction, he usually writes about What Greg Eats.

The Living Magick Tarot Challenge: March 2011 and Beyond

Image Courtesy of Living Magick

As most of you know, in November 2010 I started “The Living Magick Tarot Challenge”. The folks at Living Magick were kind enough to send me a copy of their tarot self study flash cards, and so I decided that I would chronicle my attempt to once and for all learn the tarot with monthly updates here on The Magical Buffet.

I’m pleased to say my progress has been slow but steady. About 10-15 minutes a day has me on track to eventually have a general understanding of the traditional interpretation of the tarot cards. Something that has been a long time coming. And something, thanks to my horrible memory, will be a long time to fully achieve. Recently I found myself thinking that perhaps having you all read these updates monthly might get a little boring. Of course, there was the larger realization. One that I suspect real tarot readers have known all along.

I don’t think you ever stop learning the tarot. You learn all the traditional meanings and interpretations, but every time you spread the cards there is going to always be something else to learn. The way one card influences the others seems like it will be an endless learning experience. One that I’m sure will take me years to even brush the surface of. And as much as I like knowing what one article a month will be about, I don’t think I’m going to have enough entertaining or enlightening insights to warrant a monthly update for the unforeseeable future.

However, I do want to say a few things before I step away from the official “Living Magick Tarot Challenge”. First, I want to say what great folks are over there at Living Magick. They are filled with enthusiasm for their work and incredibly kind for giving me their cards to play with. Second, The Living Magick tarot learning cards are just wonderful. This really is a product long over due. It seems like something useful for beginners like me, and even for seasoned tarot readers. If I was well versed in the tarot, I would consider the occasional run through this deck as a tarot “check up”. Perhaps a way to get a fresh perspective on the cards themselves. Lastly, as always, I want to thank all of you for reading my monthly updates! I can’t claim as to know why, but you all kept reading them, and I appreciate it!

And now, the future!

Catching Up with HipGnosis

It was a year ago that through my bizarre little Twitter inspired idea/experiment that I met Eric Young, aka DJ HipGnosis. It was a wonderful bit of luck that he thought so highly of The Magical Buffet that him featuring it on his assorted Twitter lists inspired me to reach out to him. And what timing, since this was at the same time that he was realizing the true emotional bonds that can be forged online. If we had connected at any other moment it’s hard to say if it would have resonated so much for us and our readers. You can read our first meeting in the article “What I Learned from Twitter (or How Talking to Strangers Can be Good)”. Even after all this time I still smile when I read HipGnosis describing himself, “To my own introduction, I am known as HipGnosis: I am a musician. A performer of music. A producer of music. A purveyor of music. You bring the booze, I’ll bring the beats, I guess is the general theme of this part of the presentation.”

Since our meeting I’ve been a big supporter of all things HipGnosis. Although I don’t get to listen as much as I’d like, I follow a lot of his work on his SoundCloud artist page, on Facebook, and of course on Twitter. People who follow him or The Magical Buffet on Twitter will see fairly regular exchanges between us doing the Twitter equivalent of the drunken “I love you man” that is better known among Twitterers as “Follow Friday”.

All of this is leading up to something, and here it is. I am so proud/excited that HipGnosis’s work on Adrian Molina’s “Build 2020 Manifesto” has gotten him some attention from The Denver Post’s Reverb! Part one of the two part profile on “Build 2020 Manifesto” says:

Inspired by futurists like Ray Kurzweil — who famously theorized that the 21st century would bring the equivalent of 20,000 years of technological progress — Molina created “Build 2020 Manifesto” in the hopes of creating a new movement of social progressives who will seize the power of technology to create a better world for everyone. His concern is that, left unchecked and unguided by conscientious humans, the rapid pace of change will have dire social, political, economic and environmental ramifications.

“One of the premises of this manifesto is that governments, think tanks, bankers, corporations, technological developers have a plan for 2020,” he explains. “They know what they’re building. They think in terms of paradigms, agenda setting and we don’t, and we need to because shit’s getting critical.”

“What are you creating? What reality are you pushing?” Molina asks. “It’s a frightening thing to meditate on, but also a very powerful thing to realize that you manifest reality. Every conversation you have, you are creating reality. You are creating the future. Every time a kid on his or her cell phone tweets or updates their Facebook status, they’re publishing content in a way that enlightened thinkers never could’ve imagined. A 13-year-old girl with a cell phone in her hand has a lot of power, and we have to take control of that to create a healthier world for the next generation of babies.”

Part two describes HipGnosis’s work and contribution as:

HipGnosis comes from the world of experimental electronic music. His interest in psychoacoustics (the effects that certain sounds have on the brain) and technology, coupled with his passion for social justice and grassroots movements, made him an ideal collaborator. His contributions to “Build 2020 Manifesto” create an ominous, glitchy and futuristic mood that are an apt complement to Molina’s words.

If you have the time, I highly recommend reading part one and two discussing the album. It’s an interesting profile and some thought provoking work on the part of Adrian Molina, which as expected HipGnosis is right in step with. If you go to http://build2020manifesto.bandcamp.com/ and opt to name your price on a download of the album you will “support a physical printing of this project. Physical copies of the album will be made available free to youth advocates, scholars, college student organizations, and youth activists.”

FYI, the cover art for “Build 2020 Manifesto” is by Dustin Neal and I totally snatched the image from the Reverb site.

10 Questions with Brad Warner

1. In October 2010 I interviewed Grace Schireson, author of “Zen Women”. I asked her to explain the difference between Zen Buddhism and other branches of Buddhism. Her response was:

“What isn’t Zen? It is the branch of Buddhism that emerged after Buddhism wed Taoism in China. It is said that Zen is not dependent on words or scriptures (as many other Buddhist practices are), and that it is a direct pointing to Buddha as one’s own life. The word Zen actually means meditation. The basis of all Zen practices is meditation rather than studying Buddhist scripture or belief in a system. In Zen you are expected to meditate and just get it with little explanation of what the ‘it’ is.”

In order to provide my readers with as complete a picture of Zen as possible, I’d like to ask you if you agree with her description or have anything to add to it.

Like she says, Zen means meditation. I usually explain it as a reform movement that began as a response to the way Buddhism was becoming more like a religion with a focus on ritual and dogma. The originators of Zen stripped it down to just the meditation practice.

Later on a huge body of Zen literature developed. But even the Zen literature isn’t about dogma or belief. It consists mainly of attempts by Zen teachers to express their experience of meditation in writing. A certain amount of ritual exists in Zen. But even Zen ritual is in the service of the meditation practice.

2. What made you decide to write about your experiences in studying and practicing Zen Buddhism?

I had been a wanna-be writer since junior high school. I used to write science fiction stories and make comic books. I was also a songwriter. I worked for a film and TV production company in Japan and I wrote a number of scripts and things. They were all rejected. But some of the ideas in them found their way into our movies and TV shows, un-credited.

I also wrote several novels, which I was never able to get published. So I wrote about my Zen experience mostly out of frustration. I didn’t want to quit writing. So I just wrote about Zen to keep myself in practice. I never really intended the book that became Hardcore Zen for publication. I thought I would give it to my nephew who was 14 at the time and very interested in philosophy. I only sent it out to publishers because I knew how to do that by then. I never thought anyone would want to publish a book about punk rock, monster movies and Zen.

3. In your books, you share a lot about your own life, but your 2009 book “Zen Wrapped in Karma Dipped in Chocolate” is incredibly intimate. You discuss your mother’s passing, your job ending, the unraveling of your marriage, and more. Was it hard to share so much of yourself? Did you ever look at the screen and think, “Should I really be talking about this with the anonymous public?”

It was very hard. The ending of the book was especially brutal. I was between apartments at the time and the people at the San Francisco Zen Center were kind enough to provide me a room for a few weeks while I had nowhere to live. I remember sitting in that room typing and re-typing and re-re-typing the last chapter. I had headaches and all sorts of stuff over that one.

I felt that it was necessary to really turn myself inside out for that book. I had to get at everything, expose everything. I still feel that was really an important book. I hate being grandiose. But I think it’s not just important to me, but important to the history of Buddhism. No Buddhist teacher has ever written a book that intimate.

People think all those books with wildly imaginative descriptions of some guy’s supposed enlightened state are really important. But those books are just science fiction novels for people who don’t like reading about space ships. Zen Wrapped in Karma is about what it’s really, actually like to be a Zen teacher.

4. I haven’t gotten to read it yet, but your latest book is ” Sex, Sin, and Zen: A Buddhist Exploration of Sex from Celibacy to Polyamory and Everything in Between”. Speaking of incredibly intimate, how did you feel tackling the subject of sexuality in a culture that is pretty obsessed with it in one way or another?

It felt good, mostly. I think that book was really necessary. People are really hung-up about sex. The Buddhist view says that sex is important and should be taken seriously. But it also says that washing the dishes is important and should be taken seriously. We have a really unbalanced view of sex. We focus on it to the point that we lose focus on everything else. And we still make a mess of our sex lives.

I think the Zen approach can help. You take a vow not to misuse sexuality. But that’s a very open thing. Nobody tells you what constitutes misuse of sexuality. You have to figure that out for yourself, because everybody’s actual experience is different. So you are the only one who can determine what is or is not a misuse of sexuality in your specific case.

5. On my Facebook page one day I said that I found reading books about Zen very relaxing, but found meditation very stressful. A bunch of people “liked” that status. Are my friends and I freaks (totally not out of the question), or is this something you hear from other people?

Meditation can seem stressful and books about meditation can seem relaxing. That’s because lots of books about meditation are kind of like fantasy novels. They provide you with a kind of escapist dream.

The problem is that that dream is actually taxing your brain. It feels relaxing at the moment. But it’s exciting you, stimulating you. The act of reading itself is relaxing. But the material is creating a kind of tension.

Meditation, on the other hand, exposes you to yourself. You become acutely aware of the stress you have. I don’t think meditation produces stress, except perhaps if you’re really ambitious about having some kind of mystical experience. That can be stressful! But when you simply sit and allow yourself to be as you are, you start seeing stuff you’ve ignored. Some of that is stress.

In becoming aware of this stress, you simultaneously begin to see what you can do about it. Sometimes you resist. I know I do. For example, you might come to realize that some activity you had thought was harmless was actually doing damage. You’ll realize that you have to stop doing that thing. But if you’re like me, you often don’t want to stop. So a certain degree of stree appears right there. But it’s a very useful type of stress.

6. Obviously I’m not expert on Zen, but it seems to place a lot of focus on the here and now, this moment, and now this moment, and this one. How contentment can be found in exactly this moment. So how do Zen Buddhists approach issues that make this moment obviously less than content? For instance I have my personal hang up with the situation in Zimbabwe, where a president has run amok and gone from liberator to oppressor (complete with the beatings and torture and all that the job of oppressor entails). How would a Zen Buddhist in Zimbabwe behave? Should they be content in the moment? Does Zen mean passive acceptance of the status quo?

I don’t know how a Zen Buddhist in Zimbabwe should behave because I’m not a Zen Buddhist in Zimbabwe. The only thing I could do would be to speculate. But that kind of speculation would be useless. I don’t even know enough about the superficial details of the situation, let alone what it really feels like to live in it.

The question for me would be more along the lines of, what can I do about the situation in Zimbabwe? What concrete things can I do that might have some effect? If there are things I can do, I would do them. Once I had done those things, I would try to set the matter aside. It doesn’t do any real good to worry about things I can’t change. I can sit and think about concrete ways that I might be able to change those things. And that does some good. Maybe a lot of good. But just fretting about it doesn’t help anything.

When it comes to your own stressful situations, that’s what I try to focus on. Getting worried about other people’s troubles in far away places is a kind of abstraction. If you can do something for those people, do it. We place a lot of value in our culture on “being concerned.” But most of what constitutes “being concerned” is a lot like the way some people are “concerned” over their favorite soap operas. We watch it and fret about it. But we don’t really do much of anything.

7. Your books are filled with amusing footnotes. I’m prone to inserting odd thoughts parenthetically into my articles (You know, like this.) What was New World Library’s reaction when they first saw your wise cracking footnotes?

I think New World Library liked the footnotes. Some people think they’re funny. Some people hate them. I have fun with them. But I’m trying to get away from it because everyone is doing footnotes now.

8. For my readers who aren’t familiar with you or your work, they may not realize that you’re also a big fan of Japanese giant monster movies, even having worked for Tsuburaya Productions (home of the original Godzilla). I have to ask, in your opinion, what is the best giant monster movie of all time? (Thank you in advance for potentially making my holiday shopping much easier!)

I have to correct you there. Tsuburaya Productions didn’t make Godzilla. But even people in Japan think they did. Eiji Tsuburaya, who founded the company, directed the special effects on all the classic Godzilla movies. But he did that while working for another company called Toho. The stuff Tsuburaya Productions makes is a lot like Godzilla. Their big character is Ultraman, a superhero who is as big as Godzilla and fights Godzilla type monsters.

My favorite Japanese monster movie used to be called “Monster Zero”. That’s how I knew it as a kid. Then they released it to video as “Godzilla Vs Monster Zero”. And now they have put it out on DVD as “Invasion of Astro Monster”. It’s so confusing! It’s about aliens from Planet X who use mind control to make Godzilla and Rodan attack Tokyo and send their own monster Ghidorah the three-headed monster to help them out. The star of the film is Nick Adams, who was a hot up and coming actor in the fifties who had fallen on hard times by 1965 when the film was made. So he traveled to Japan and did a few monster films there. That story is really interesting in itself.

9. Given your punk rock background, comfort with using curse words in your writing, your honesty about your personal life, and general disdain for many of the Zen groups to be found in the United States, would you say you get a lot of angry letters and emails, or an epic amount of angry letters and emails?

I get a few. Not as many as you might imagine. I tend to focus on the angry ones and make a big deal out of some of them because they’re often from people who would like to consider themselves unflappable serene Buddhists. They’re sort of funny.

Ever since I started the blog, though, most of the angry people just leave comments. I get an epic amount of angry comments on my blog. There was even an article in Tricycle magazine about the comments on my blog. People just vent on there like crazy. Some of it is really petty and insulting. At the moment I’m not even reading my comments section because it got really nasty.

Certain things tend to set people off. It’s a blog on the Internet, so if I say anything about people being on the Internet too much, the commenters get angry about that. If I say things that seem to go against the prevailing notion that all Buddhists should accept anything that anyone claims is Buddhism, people get upset about that too. Like when I’ve been critical of some of the stuff that strikes me as abuses of Buddhism, using words like “Buddhism” and “Zen” to sell things that have nothing to do with Buddhism or Zen, people get angry about that.

10. Parting shot! Ask us here at The Magical Buffet any one question.

Why “Magic Buffet?” Is that like “Magic Bullet?”

I guess the question is, “Magic Bullet” like the infomercial blender or “Magic Bullet”, like the bullet which struck President Kennedy in the back and exited through his throat? Actually, it doesn’t matter. It’s not like either of those things. At least I hope….

About Brad Warner:
Brad Warner is a Zen priest, filmmaker, blogger, and Japanese monster-movie marketer. He’s the author of “Hardcore Zen”, “Sit Down & Shut Up”, “Zen Wrapped in Karma Dipped in Chocolate” and most recently “Sex, Sin & Zen”. His writing appears in media ranging from Tricycle and Shambhala Sun to Suicidegirls.com. Visit him online at www.hardcorezen.blogspot.com.