I am creating myself as a living god/superhero/star of my movie every day. That means the confidence that I mock up, is greater than I feel somedays, I do it anyway. The actions I endeavor to take are beyond the mundane and normal self I may have been yesterday, I take those actions anyway. The words I speak and the ideas I communicate are the best and most life affirming/situation changing, that I can muster even though they may be scary or confronting. 

I may feel like shit now, but I know that this is my game. Avatarism can be a religion/path/process of self cultured meta-programming towards the goal of action/satisfaction. I incite a victorious cycle, even when my shadow self says “give up,” “not worthy,” or “hide.” Meta-programming is a skill that can be learned. Robert Anton Wilson wrote that self programming will become more and more important in this century as access to information increases. If we can know ourselves well, we can track our degenerate programming in real time, and combat systemic black magic with positive and creative memes. It can be done. 

Temple Grandin, the famous autistic designer and lecturer was unable to touch others and hugging gave her intense emotional pain. She used her creativity to develop a way to experience the calming feeling of a hug without the human contact that disturbed her. She built a hugging machine out of wood to “hug,” her. Her creative and physical solution to an emotional problem was the catalyst that brought her more into the world and allowed her to bring her genius and wisdom to the cattle industry in which she later revolutionized, and the lecture circuit which she now excels in. Like Temple Grandin, how can we design a system to hug/comfort/or support us in our up-leveling, and quest for our highest vision for ourselves.

“I inspire myself first and then set my sights on the rest of my tribe and world.”

-iRev. Alexander Polinsky

I realize I am human. Part of the organic makeup of this universe. I am highly specialized for thought, action, and reaction. I am not “THE god,” just one of the many living manifestations of the godhead in action on this platform. I am capable of intense goodness and great evil. I must be in accord with my prime directive if I want to keep my head and do good in the world. 

I aim to be excellent in my actions and reactions, I measure, I stop, look, and listen to the moment I am about to create and use my super awesomeness instead of my reactionary blowhard. This is how I keep myself free of actions that need apology. And, I am not perfect.

If you are in a relationship and you love with a fierce and dedicated heart as I do, you may know what problems can come up. If there is misunderstanding, imbalance, or infidelity, then mistrust can lead to a special kind of emotional stress. The danger feeling, the “not friend,” feeling, dire and painful feelings come up. Sit with them for a moment and see what you are creating, what is real, and what is false. One of the hardest things about loving, is letting go of judgement. In this brave new world of many choices, we are taught by the media that the newest thing, the latest fad, or the new person might be better than what we have now. But every new technology, fad, or person brings a whole new universe of needs, learning curves, and curve balls. 

I understand that my relationship is so important to me that I feel sometimes I could kill whomever gets in the way. No one is gonna take her from me! This is where my ethics come in and save me from taking revenge on the other man. I have the cognitive ability to assess the weakness in the offending body and destroy him with a counter strike of such tactical perfection that he wouldn’t know what hit him. The destruction of his business, his family life, his character, and his inevitable deportation from the country. WHOA! I am a powerfully dark wizard if I set my mind to it. 

BREATHE!

If my lover wants to leave me, cheat, or be with someone else, I have to understand that is her choice, her adventure. I have to confront that it might be the end of our relationship, or the lesson that brings us closer.  As Dan Levitt used to say, I can’t have the person who loves me tell me no. We must allow our lovers and friends their path to their own bliss and up-leveling. I will not give into revenge or retribution unless my life is threatened. I will take myself out for ice cream instead. I will up-level my skill set to increase my own magnetism instead of worrying about what may happen. I refuse to live in uncertainty and pain. 

Be kind to yourself and make friends with your pain. Smooth the frayed edges with actions of kindness, fierce introspection, and a spirit good natured inflexibility when it comes to your happiness.

I am a soldier for the cause of my personal truth. I am the Knight of air, on a flying horse, high above the mundane problems of men. I am a living god, conscious of my power, able to re-program myself, and change my brain. I am. I breathe. I love. I let go.

Do not doubt your power to re-program the parts of your bio-computer that malfunction or do not serve your highest vision of yourself. Take care in the fermentation of your character, build it well, and in the final judgement, we will feel satisfied and ready for the next adventure.

Love,

iRev. Alexander Polinsky

I am interested in how we all develop our character.

Is it a willy nilly random process?

Have we been fermenting our own individualized culture skillfully? Have we tried to break our patterns only to find that we get attacked by the people that “know,” us.

I am looking into the depth of control that the media, parents, friends/enemies and others, exert on us to keep us “safe,” and not threatening to the herd. 

Where did our past learning lead us? Have we come to a present moment where drama, anxiety, and judgment rule our lives? 

How long can we/are we willing to stay in that hell?

I have seen that there are choices, so many choices that there might be confusion as to which paths/skills/roads to use, and copy for use on this platform.

Have we copied some degenerate, non-ideal, not wholly chosen programs?

I am curious how the web of information lands on each one of us. Do we accept the infostream without due process?

Are we walking/talking robots in a sort of self induced hypnosis?  

Are we affected by everything to such an extent that we need drugs and simple minded/shocking entertainment to distract us from the painful reality that EVERYTHING IS WITHIN OUR GRASP.

Does new data turn on the fear circuits, or activate excitement? Are you neophillic or neophobic? Do you know?

Did we become the person we are now because of some accidental collision of fear evasion and pleasure seeking?

WHO DID WE LET PROGRAM US AND DID WE WHOLLY CHOSE THOSE DOWNLOADS.

HMMMMMMM……..

I say fuck the fucking fuckers! Recede from the info cascade of TV/TALK RADIO/POP MAGAZINES/POP PSYCHOLOGY/ AND FAST FOOD CULTURE.

FERMENT YOUR OWN CULTURE!

We have only so much time left before the sun explodes. 

We can begin to craft our character as more brilliant, powerful, and free than we ever thought possible.

“YOU can be the SUPERHERO of your childhood fantasy. WE are the ones we’ve been waiting for.  -iRev. 

Avatarism may be the game that finally PLAYS us out of the fallacy that “people cannot change.” 

Step #1. PROVE IT TO YOURSELF.

Any self limiting, negative concept, phrase, or mantra that pops into your head can be labeled SYSTEMIC BLACK MAGIC. These programs should be immediately refuted, reprogrammed, and made impotent with the power of AVATARISTIC META-PROGRAMMING.

Say out loud….”STOP!…..I AM A LIVING GOD/SUPERHERO/STAR OF THIS MOVIE….I AM CONSCIOUS OF MY POWER, ABLE TO TRANSMUTE PAIN, CHANGE MYSELF, AND LIVE BY MY WILL TO BE EXCELLENT AND HAPPY.

(or any contrary action you can devise to squash the demons)

Decide continually who you want to be, what skills to collect, and let us help you implement them by the process of SHARING AND UPHOLDING. 

You tell me who you want to be, who you really are beneath all the former degenerate programming, and when you need it most, I will remind you. 

No more returning to the baseline of survival or mere stasis, but continually returning to the ideal that you have designed for yourself, and wish for yourself in your best and most powerful moments.

No need to start over from scratch, lifting yourself up from the scum on the street. We can begin from self love, brilliant skill, and a strong sense of purpose upheld by the other Avatars we uphold in turn.

Its a Victorious cycle, not a vicious one. Finally!!!!

Love and discovery,

iRev. Alexander Polinsky

A MOMENT

where you could,

Stop….listen….and integrate,

through will, magic,

or meditation, 

and change your operating system.

let all your notions about yourself dissolve, transcend the monologue of the super villain in your mind, stop worrying about possible future outcomes, and take back your power effortlessly.

If you have a super villain voice inside that talks shit to you, then that means you have to acknowledge that there are two people talking here!

Which one do you want to listen to?

Your voice, your speaking voice, the one that comes from your own mouth, that’s the real one. Let that voice come to your aid in times of peril, or rampant inward shit talking.

“You might be crazy if you talk to yourself, but you’re fucking insane if you talk shit to yourself.” - iRev. Alexander Polinsky

The game of Avatarism is a way to strengthen character, ferment character, build character. Nothing can be built if the inward bastard has the floor. Unhorse that a-hole with a clear, and loud comunication.

Something like these…

NO! Stop! I have the helm! This life is for living in happiness and harmony! You shut it! Hey buddy, stop with the B.S. This is how it’s gonna go……I am a living manifestation of the godhead in action, meant to create beauty,uphold myself and others in the game. ZIP IT! Get back. Jump back, kiss myself! Hot Pants! This is the prime directive……..

I AM AVATAR!!!!

No matter what phrase you use to pattern interrupt yourself, DO IT, START IT, PERFECT IT. 

Life will become easier, more creative, and you will be more accepting of others and their B.S.

All in,

iRev. Alexander Polinsky

I want to use this body for a thousand things till I cant use it no more.

I want to love what my body can do

I train my body and give it attention.

I let go

and remember my teachers and wise friends.

Dan has been gone almost a year.

I still miss him. 

I emulate him, burn his words and love into my memory.

I choose freedom of action and fearless dedication to up-leveling.

I will not be blocked from my mission. 

The road is cleared by my intention.

To be the best and most excellent I can be.

actor, artist, musician, gardner, lover, shaman, living manifestation of god(dess)

I can enter any door, I can have any gift, I can manifest any opportunity.

All my needs are met, I am cared for by the richness of my character and my rightful place in Nature.

No one may take my power from me, I transmute pain, regret, betrayal, loss, death, and failure, into art, beauty, understanding, and love.

my voice is my magic wand, I speak the words of power and they uphold me.

I use this body, this time on earth, to live fully, uncovering the mysteries, and learning the language of love.

So I may love, no matter what!

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Avatarism is a game of up leveling character through embodiment of skills, archetypes, lifestyles, costumes, aphorisms, and idiosyncrasies. Through Avatarism I found divine frivolity, sexiness, confidence, acceptance, fame, and love. I also found that everything is changeable. If the point is to dance, then change is the dance. Changeability with swiftness and grace. I wish you to be and embody the best collection of data and programs that you can collect, manifest, and apply!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Be good art,

iRev. Alexander Polinsky

adeyeight:

In all of my projects and creation cyphers where I collaborate with the people I choose to create art and culture with, I find that even my greatest friends and smartest people practice unconscious “systemic black magic”- a kind of “grown up” thought pattern that results in weakening of the inner…

Avatarism presents, GO FOR WHAT YOU WANT EVEN IF IT SOUNDS SILLY!

Be a clown

Jump out of an airplane

Make a costume and wear it 

Eat raw food

Build a faerie house

Join the circus

Sell all your stuff

High five strangers

Play with toys

Arrive late and happy to be there

Arrive early and enjoy the silence

Grant wishes

Be excellent at being ridiculous 

Climb a tree

Fall in love

Make sand art on the beach at sunrise.

Really live your ideas

Don’t regret your mistakes, learn from them.

Be a great example.

You are Avatar,

Alexander Polinsky

                      ”Weird Kids”

Is raising children unconventionally really bad parenting?

By Aeriel Brown   |  November 1, 2010

Not long ago I was having beers and spaetzle with a friend at a dingy Manhattan bar. We were there to commiserate about work and talk strategy for an upcoming business trip. The trip meant that once again, she would have to hand her son over to her parents for a few days. At just three years of age, he was already well-versed in the art of video chatting. When she told me this, she sighed and confessed, “I think I’m raising a weird kid.”   

I’ve heard this from a lot of my friends lately. It seems like “raising a weird kid” is the new euphemism for “bad parent.” If you aren’t convinced, just look at the debate over Shiloh Pitt-Jolie’s cross-dressing. Most of the vitriol isn’t about her gender-bending sartorial preferences (although, sadly, some of it is); it’s more about whether Brangelina should allow it in the first place. Do they risk their oddball child turning into an oddball adult by letting her dress as a boy? My friends share these concerns about their own parenting. They worry, “Will the odd things I let them do ruin them for life?”

Fortunately, I’m in a position to reassure them. Each time one of my parent friends voices their weird kid/bad parent concerns to me, I trot out my own childhood, which was a complete circus. Literally.

At less than a year old, I could be found dressed in a tiny clown costume, balancing on my father’s palm as a large crowd in Baltimore’s Inner Harbor circle around. My mother collected small bills from the audience in an upside down hat. Eventually Baltimore cracked down on the city’s street performers, and my parents were forced to find another source of income. They did what any reasonable, rational parent with an abundance of circus skills would do — they bought a VW bus, researched early American folk songs, dreamed up a few new magic tricks and took to the road, kids in tow, to revive vaudeville.

Childhood is the one time in people’s lives when being absolutely off-your-rocker-strange is acceptableFrom that point on, much of my youth was spent crammed into the back of the bus, traversing the east coast with my family’s travelling show. For us, learning to juggle was both a family rite of passage and a necessity. So was learning to walk a tight rope, balance on stilts and ride a unicycle (when the VW van broke down, we used the unicycles to get to school). We performed for anyone who would have us — renaissance fairs, schools, corporate picnics. We often joined forces with other performers, collaborating on stunts and pooling resources. As a result, one of my early crushes was on a young contortionist studying mime under my mother. All of this was back in the early eighties — before shows like Cirque du Soleil and America’s Got Talentbrought juggling to the masses and every hippie discovered the joys of six-foot-high unicycles. And yet we weren’t total outcasts. We were just the “strange family” in a very small, conservative town — when we were in town at all.  

It’s no surprise that this kind of upbringing resulted in us kids turning out, well, weird. At age 4, my brother (now an accomplished architect) once played “dog” for nearly six months. Rather than prohibit this behavior, my parents bought him a leash, which he wore everywhere. Around the same age, my sister also struggled with an early identity crisis and was fond of donning different personalities (with corresponding costumes). Her favorite alternate persona was “Jack, The Lost Little Boy” who wore cowboy boots and a western shirt and, much like Huck Finn, was always having adventures and getting into trouble. Was it odd? Definitely. But thankfully, in the highly creative world of performers in which we grew up, imagination was an asset. Our off-the-wall personalities were incorporated into the already off-the-wall show. Inspired by my brother’s performance, my parents incorporated an actual canine — Waggs upstaged us all — and my sister and I played lost little orphan characters each night.  

When the show finally disbanded and my siblings and I began attending school regularly and making friends with people whose parent’s weren’t clowns, the three of us found that our ability to be weird still worked in our favor. We weren’t afraid to try out new ideas in school, and this helped in every subject, not just the obviously creative ones. We were quicker to adapt to new situations and scenarios than other kids. We knew how to play constructively. Plus, we could juggle — really, really well. Which our peers thought was fantastic.  

As I tell my friends, kids are weird — even if you don’t have them video chatting before age 3 or let them cross-dress. They observe things we’ve forgotten to see through that imagination lens that gets dirtier and more obstructed as we age. They break rules and conventions in ways that make us uncomfortable because we’ve become accustomed to rules and conventions. And that’s kind of what makes kids great. The more it’s encouraged, the better. I’m not saying endanger your kids (Smoking Baby is weird too, but not in a good way). But the weird and kooky things parents subject their kids to (or allow them to do) are the life-experience equivalent of naked baby photos. Yes, they can be embarrassing (try explaining as a woman that your father’s dream for you was to be a sword swallower and see what kind of reaction you get) but it’s also the one time in their lives when being absolutely off-your-rocker-strange is going to be acceptable. Rather than leaving your kids dysfunctional and mal-adjusted, eccentric origins and behavior are more likely to make them intriguing, not to mention flexible and creative.

And I have one more defense of strangeness: all that weirdness, everything you think you’re doing wrong (and believe me, my parents thought they messed up a lot), could end up providing a bond between you and your kids and between them and their siblings. This is the stuff that will provide the bulk of the comedy at the dinner table when they grow older. I know it has for my family, and I’m sure it’s going to for the Pitt-Jolies. What makes us close is this shared history of weirdness. We laugh about it until we’re unable to speak. And for me, that “can’t speak” moment is the best proof that, weirdly, we turned out all right.

ABOUT THE AUTHOR

Aeriel Brown is a writer whose work has appeared in Inked, The Philadelphia City Paper, yourtango.com and POP magazine among others. She currently lives in Brooklyn, NY. Read more ataerielbrown.wordpress.com.

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Jay Weidner explaining the alchemy of the Kabbalah, levity, and the worship of nature VS the worship of material.

Visit Sacredmysteries.com to see more of Jay and his movies.

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Alexander Polinsky channeling a 1200 year old Italian magi, “Marfuz the Percussant.”

Avatarism presents, One more dance for the Devil!