Carlos Castaneda – Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia
Back in the mid-to-late-70s, I was in a deep philosophical search for meaning. I was trying to figure out the difference between the physical world and the metaphysical one. In that search I read a lot of books, both religious texts, and philosophical ones. Somewhere in my path from J.D. Salinger, through Robert Pirsig and Herman Hesse, I encountered the bizarre “teachings” of a guy named “Carlos Casteneda.” Carlos wrote about the indigenous “sorcery” of the Native American cultures of Mexico and the U.S. Southwest.
By the time I encountered him, he had written four books (the list is on the Wiki link above) and his “Tales of Power” was currently all the rage in the “trendy” metaphysical circles.
It was in part through reading Carlos’s books that I developed a significant portion of my skepticism for all things metaphysical. The factual errors alone in the books were glaring to me, and the inability of the books to reconcile against each other seemed to scream out to me that the books were simply fiction. But the books had, and still have, a strong following among the pseudo-cogniscenti who read and follow such things. The allure of this “alternate reality” that Casteneda pushed is undeniable. At one point his fame was such that he was on the cover of Time magazine…
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Follow-up comment rss or Leave a TrackbackThose were some cool books for a 17 year old to read, that’s for sure.
Heh, I started reading Homer when I was what? 15? You remember that cool old paperback bookstore on Airline Drive don’t you Drax? I think you actually found it first. Somewhere in those few years between finding that and heading off to college, I purchased and read Homer’s Iliad and Odyssey, Zen and the Art of Motorcycle Maintenance, several J.D. Salinger books (starting with Catcher in the Rye), too many Sci-fi and Western books to recount and a couple of books that you may have read too, one called “In Search of Ancient Astronauts” and the other called “Kon-Tiki”. I can’t remember exactly when I read all of Casteneda’s books, but I am pretty sure I had read them all before leaving La. Tech and heading back to Shreveport, which would have been at the ripe old age of 19. How many I had read by the age of 17 is probably open for debate… I know I only read the first four of his books at any rate, I thought his later books were pure garbage.
Heh, that bookstore brings back memories. We’d spend all day sometimes browsing the shelves. And, don’t come off all intellectual and stuff, hehehe….that’s ALSO when you discovered and read each and every novel Louis L’amour (sp?)wrote…..
Uh..me too, lol…
Heinlen too…..
I actually take considerable pride in the fact that I can appreciate Herman Hesse and Louis L’Amour at the same time.
My particular guilty pleasure back then though were the really anti-intellectual books like the original “Gor” books and the “Man With No Name” series based on the Clint Eastwood movies. I also read a lot of Luke Short back then, now that I think about it.
And Edgar Rice Burroughs, HG Wells and Jules Verne too…
Heh, I remember the “Gor” series! A real fantasy for a teen aged boy, that’s for sure!
And, really, if you can’t find some pleasure in Louis L’Amour, then you just can’t find pleasure anywhere!
My first introduction to Frank Frazetta…
I read his first four books back in the late 70s and found them to be very interesting and entertaining. Never really bought the premise they were non-fiction anthropology, however…
Speaking of nostalgia…I spent part of the day today at Cypress Lake fighting off mosquitoes and fondly remembering the last time I was there with a couple of gal pals. We did a little fishing too. A couple of big ones got away…
I believe both Drax and Cosmic are familiar with Cypress Lake. It still seems like a very nice place to swim, fish, and grill up some burgers on a warm summer day.
Could do without all the mosquitoes, however…
Cypress Lake, I do have fond memories of Cypress Lake… Same gal pal memory you have no doubt, something about a gorgeous brunette in a wet white bathing suit that was surprisingly similar to a wet T-shirt comes to mind…
And more than one memory of some nice bass fishing on that lake too.
Although of the lakes in that area, I prefer Bisteneau…
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