ONCE YOU "BOB" YOU CAN'T STOP!

Reality has become "BOB" !

/// The Possibilities are Endless.

- You can drive a new Porsche every day and crash it every night !!!

"BOB" artificially induces shock in Initiates, so that the brain learns to habitually Disconnect under stress. Thus, it works on intuition alone - direct knowledge. (...) With this comes tremendous powers, called 'Siddhis'. We've all heard stories of emergencies in wich some normally wimpy mom, in order to save her kid from a burning car, suddenly acquires the strength of a thousand madwomen and rips all the doors off their hinges. Utilizing this effect, Dobbs sets up fake emergencies to inflict on his followers so that they're jolted out of 'Sanity'.

"BOB" calls this method 'The Zen of Terror' and his 'little accidents' are called UltraKoans (Koans are the bulldada 'impossible questions' that regular Zen Masters pose to their students). They are perfect for While-U-Wait ego-breaking. The pupil or 'John' is shocked into into 'Displacement Mode', in which he feels he is 'standing to one side' of himself and reality - seeing it all, but no longer in it. One foot in the water, one on the ground, so to speak.

The soul becomes the smoke from "Bob's" Pipe, drifting towards Slack...

*Envision the Luck Plane as a whirlpool. Most of the Plane is spinning slowly, flattened out into a disc, but around "Bob" it's spinning faster and faster, forming a funnel-shaped vortex. The Church as a whole, with all its Members, could be described as the Accretion Disc around "Bob". Normally, you are on a lazy glide in the shallow dish of probability... but once "Bob" glances at you, or reads your letter, WHAM, you are suddenly sucked into the whirlpool of totally subjective reality, where all is living surrealism, with your raft of sanity  being swirled and battered to shreds beneath you.

The closer you get to him, the faster you orbit him, and the more violently your luck changes, until it's a strobe-like flicker of badluck-goodluck. (...) Luck Feedback, if it is to be used safely at all, must come through "Bob". All the rest is dangerous superstition and arrant nonsense.

So think twice before you go waving your total, mindless devotion in "Bob's" face! When you seek "Bob", you will inevitably fall within his radius - the eye of the hurricane. Sometimes it's a PARTY hurricane, when it is required that revelry evolve around Dobbs. Other times, keeping pure the Slack of "Bob" might require an earthquake, an asteroid striking the Earth, or third degree burns over the entire body of his most devout follower, the very one who loved him the most!

SubGeniuses are so disconnected from reality already, they can more easily vault the fissures in the brain-caves and see the roadmap in the randomness. They can get to that place where the PRIMAL INFORMATION STILLS REMEMBERS ITSELF. They can find "BOB". STOP LOOKING, and "Bob" will SUDDENLY SHOW UP, offering a Smoke.

Remember: "BOB" is not a "doer", but a "letter". He LETS things happpen. What is about to happen is, by perpetual magick coincidence, exactly what he desires.

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