Deeper Blue: A Guide to Authoring Your Own Life

By Illion Maybe

A story about the power of story telling deeply rooted in the author's own life experiences. Split into three separate, but interconnected parts, namely: Travelling Through Time, Travelling On-line and finally Travelling Overseas. The book outlines how intentionality, ritual and storytelling have brought about wonderful and unexpected events in the author's life. Much of the interconnected nature of the book revolves around the author's theory and quest for the Holy Grail, clues to which were uncovered in the Smurfs.

• Language: English
• Publisher: BookBaby
• Release date: Aug 8, 2015
• ISBN: 9781483557922

Book preview

Epilogue

Prologue

It is the aim of this slim volume to identify some of the areas of reality that have some give. The loci of control, if you will. The spheres and spaces in life in which you may have more influence than you realize. Leverage points, which will enable you to make your life more interesting. It's quite audacious, faintly ridiculous and certainly not for everyone. All of which, I'm more than comfortable with. I'm just tugging at some of reality's loose threads to see if it will unravel.

Everything in this book is true. It would be a pretty lousy guide book if I was making stuff up. It is mainly a story about storytelling, because after self-realization, comes self-authorization. There is great power in making and telling stories. Use it.

Part One: Traveling Through Time

Everyone agrees that my first attempt at time travel produced some interesting results. Obviously I didn't send my body to another time in space; that's probably impossible. Rather, I was trying to send information from myself in the future to myself in the past. So before I tell you how it came to pass, let me give you some background detail.

Down The Rabbit Hole

I'm an Englishman living in America, and once a year I go back to the UK to see my friends and family. Easter 2011 I made my usual trip back, spending a week in London with my friend Johnny and then a week at my parents in rural Lincolnshire. In the midst of this I decided to make a short trip to the North-west to see my friend Josh who lived there with his wife Jane. We stayed up very late, drinking cocktails and reminiscing, and finally in the early hours Josh rolled a joint and we settled down for an episode of Dr Who. It was a blinding episode, a perfect end to a lovely night, and sent us off unsteadily to our rooms for bed. Settling down in the tiny spare room, I found I was unable to drift off into sleep. As I lay there I had the strangest feeling. It was like deja-vu, but in both directions. It felt like I had done this in the past but also would do it in the future. It was a very profound and overwhelming feeling, so much so that at breakfast the next morning I commented on it to Josh and Jane and mentioned that it felt like time travel and that it felt like it was the reason why I had made the trip to see them ( an awkward comment, but hey, it was a strange feeling). The experience was initially forgotten as I continued my vacation, distracted by gigs and galleries, pubs and movies and (my favorite) thrift stores.

On my return to Portland, Oregon, my normal life pattern returned, and I had a little more time to contemplate the experience. Yes, I know I was loaded -- but for me that does not invalidate the experience. In fact we need nudges from intoxicants to see beyond the mundane experiences and routines served up by so-called reality.

I began to realize that the experience was predicated by overlapping cycles of habit: I was on my annual trip to England. I went to visit my friend -- which I have done so often in the past, and we ended up stoned on the couch watching sci-fi -- which is what we always used to do. I theorized that, somehow, by lining up one's repeating cycles of habit, a tunnel could be created through time. Maybe you could send and/or receive information through such a time tunnel. Maybe that's what I did. Not that I was spouting forth any particular revelations or prophecies afterward, but nonetheless I felt something and felt that the feeling demanded some attention.

A Code Hidden in The Smurfs

Anyway, life carried on and I didn't give it much thought. It would pop into my mind every now and then for some extra mulling. There was one particular day when it readily sprung forth. That was the day I went to see The Smurfs movie! Now you might be wondering why a grown man with no children would go and see the Smurfs movie. Well, allow me to explain; you see, in the Smurf movie, the Smurfs get trapped in New York--and to get back to Smurf land, Papa Smurf takes the Smurfs to a book shop, finds an old Smurfs cartoon book, opens it up and explains to his fellow Smurfs that there are runes hidden in the text that will help them get back to Smurf land. Now most people wouldn't have batted an eyelid over this minor plot point; but I, rather uniquely, have been telling a slide-show story for the last ten years, publicly and privately, called The Da Smurfi Code, which recounts the rather strange tale of how I found a code hidden in the Smurfs that lead me to the Holy Grail (more on that in part two