The cleaning station could have been overlooked as just another pile of coral encrusted rock if it were not for its large population of Hawaiian cleaner wrasses and Garbanzo. Garbanzo was the famous 2+ meter long yellow margin moray eel who made that pile of coral encrusted rock its home.

We found the bottom near 15 meters just as the mantas showed up at the cleaning station. I maintained buoyancy a few centimeters off the bottom.

It was impossible to keep count of how many mantas rotated through all the available positions at the cleaning station. It was like what the final big flyover scene in the movie “Close Encounters Of The Third Kind” wanted to be.

We were all experienced divers and challenged each other in air conservation. No one made unnecessary moves in a conspiracy to catch as much of the show as possible and the dive went long.

The stars were out when we surfaced. The planned safety interval passed, the boat moved to the eastern arm of Molokini and the night dive began.

Advanced open water certification had already exposed me to nitrogen narcosis, rapture of the deep, and I was not unfamiliar with the effect of nitrous oxide. This night dive around the deep end of Molokini was something I had looked forward to with keen anticipation.

Cyalume glow-sticks of various colors tied to our equipment marked our positions and we each carried at least a pair of lights. The reef night life reflected back our lights and appeared as a giant metropolitan night-scape that we floated above like grotesquely bloated stealth UFOs.

Our dive group worked its way deeper as we moved towards the outer end of Molokini. The dive master liked going deep and I eventually found myself at around 40 meters.

I say I was around 40 meters deep because I am not exactly sure how deep I was. At first, I hung back from the group hypnotized by the fantastic visual display in front of me.

The invisible extent of the dive group was vaguely defined by the floating bits of neon color given off by the cyalume glow-sticks. The individual divers were hard to make out in their black rubber suits and the shifting lights captured all my attention.

The seemingly unattached dive lights restlessly scanned the reef in erratic crisscrossing beams illuminating the eyes of nocturnal crustaceans and undulating mollusks fleeing through the water column. At some point the uncoordinated shifting patterns of colored lights stopped making any sense to me at all.

All the colored lights dancing on the reef threatened to overwhelm me in psychedelic chaos and I turned away to peer into the darkness for relief. The water seemed to glow with a shimmering luminescence around me except for an infinitely black path directly in front.

The infinitely black path directly in front of me went down over 100 meters here. I knew all secrets would be revealed if I would but follow it.

I did not want to turn around and once again expose myself to the visual cacophony surrounding the dive group. The black path in front of me promised quiet solitude, uninterrupted peace and blessed relief from the confusion of the lights over the submerged reef in the night.

It was then that some small voice inside my head told me to breath and the rush of air through the regulator startled me into noticing that I had been unconsciously holding my breath. It was only a small voice inside my head that told me to breath and I do not know how I could have heard it over the other insistent, persistent and strangely confident voice urging me forward to discover the eternally silent mysteries of the deep.

Once again breathing, I ascended in the water column and thought to check my depth gauge. Just then rising above 40 meters, I must have emptied my lungs and drifted deeper when under the influence of the rapture of the deep.

My dive partner reached out to me and queried my with hand signs, “Was I OK?”

I signed back, “OK.”

I had only been “narked” a few moments and my dive partner later told me that I was never far away and constantly in her view. She had come after me when she noticed I was drifting deeper and no longer exhaling through my regulator.

The memory of it all haunts me still.

I was privileged with an intimate glimpse at my personal death and yet I still live. What was impressed upon me most of all was my complete lack of fear at the time.

What I found most shocking was my willingness, at the time, to become seduced by the eternal night. The promised security of total oblivion overwhelmed any sense of self preservation.

This event echoes in my nightmares.

In my nightmares I am again underwater with other people. Everyone is holding their breath, no one can breath.

It is like we all chose to self-suffocate. The overwhelming anxiety smothers us.

All we can do is

• thrash around,
• completely submerged in confusion,
• impulsively reaching out to anything that catches the eye,
• desperately inventing pointless maneuvers and
• making no apparent progress.

Some small voice beckons me to leave the others and swim towards the light. As I struggle against nameless nagging doubts about my decision, clueless to what awaits me above, a new determination takes hold of me, sustaining my efforts.

I momentarily black out just below the surface, yet somehow my journey continues and when I break into the fresh air it jolts me awake as if I had been struck by lightening.

Effortlessly, I bob up and down in the water awed by the bright sunlight, newly aware of the taste of salt upon my lips as if I had never used my senses before.

Already my memories of the life below grows dim. For the first time I can hear voices clearing calling out to me.

Straining to scan the horizon, finally I see people on a distant beach waving their arms over their heads. I swim towards the beach all but forgetting the life below.

Exhausted, I barely reach the shore and once again I black out. Strong friendly hands pull me out of the water and onto the warm sand of the beach.

Strangely, as I soak up the heat of the sand, vague sensory memories of the deeply chilling water temperatures overwhelm my last clear remembrances of being lost in the deep.

A new life fills my days.

Yet, a deep lingering sadness still troubles me because I know uncounted others still struggle aimlessly beneath the frigid waters.

Now I pray for some small voice to be heard by those still lost in their private narcotic raptures, leading them to the surface and into the light.

And I wait on the beach, calling out to those who have miraculously succeeded against all odds in breaking away from suffocating delusions, ready to help them out of the ice cold water and onto the warm sand of the beach.

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Who has not broadly smiled at someone they wish to impress and revealed food debris stuck between their teeth? Who has never walked around with an unknown note stuck to their back with a humiliating message on it?

Who always zipped zippers, buttoned buttons in the correct holes, tied their shoelaces, put their shirt on straight and never shut anything in a car door and drove around with it hanging out? Certainly not me nor anyone I ever met.

Taking this to heart adds another dimension to my reading.

There seems a consensus among intellectual writers from Europe, Asia, Africa and South America that United States intellectual writers never get it. Just for the thought experiment it affords, exclude the too obvious possibility of a snarky conspiracy against the intimidating superiority of United States intellectual literature.

With the easy answer forestalled by the thought experiment parameters, alternate explanations can emerge. Consider the possibility that intellectual writers from Europe, Asia, Africa and South America might be right.

United States intellectual writers might miss something in their writing and therefor we might miss something in our reading. I studied intellectual writers from Europe, Asia, Africa and South America looking for clues to what we might be missing.

Even in translation, their writings include something missing from United States writing. Intellectual writers from Europe, Asia, Africa and South America always seen to account for human psychology.

Some intellectual writers from Europe, Asia, Africa and South America are fairly explicit, others write as if it were commonly understood that we are psychological creatures and all assume no further supportive arguments necessary. They all seem to acknowledge, somehow, unconscious mental states and the foundational role they play in society.

In the United States the role of psychology in society always seems an optional consideration, only useful for explaining individual mental disorders. Including psychology in any other discussion only serves to diminish and marginalize the strength of your position. In the United States, psychology becomes a liability to the expression of serious thought.

Of course in the United States we have Behavioral Psychology and Cognitive Psychology and even Cognitive-Behavioral Psychology but their obvious inadequacies damage the public perception of psychology as a whole. They just do not produce much apparent success with larger psychological issues and by association all areas of psychology lose credibility.

One area of psychology does exhibit a great deal of success with larger psychological issues and that is the psychology I became interested in. More on that further down but first there is something I need to mention.

Our eyes do not see. All sight takes place in the brain. The eyes can only send nerve impulses to the brain and the brain makes of it what it will.

Likewise, all hearing, feeling, taste and smell also take place in the brain. We act upon the composite mental map created by the brain as if the map is the terrain.

The Secret Code Word

In sequestered academic departments buried in the maze of United States universities the secret code word for this is mediation. What they do not tell you in the United States is that psychology governs mediation and then insist you account for that when you write.

This implies that from all the hard sciences;

• math to
• physics, through
• chemistry and
• biology

to all the soft sciences;

• sociology to
• economics, through
• linguistics and
• psychology itself,

all the theories and conclusions are based upon a world that only exists as a mental construction, the map of sensory input created in our brains consolidated by our group psychotic decisions.

All contemporary technology depends upon this science. This science and technology validates every aspect of our civilized lives. Governments justify their existence with it and eliminate their need to seek the endorsement of religions for their mandate to govern.

The continued survival of civilization as we know it seems to insist that we never correctly recognize our sciences as the neuro-sciences they really are. After all, what consequences are implied with a neuro-physics and neuro-sociology mediated with demonstrably unstable human psychology?

Everything people have accomplished, everything people have built, including every aspect of civilization, could not possibly have emerged from unconsciously motivated group psychotic decisions.

What kind of person would ever think such a thing possible?

This is the distracting challenge that United States intellectuals offer. They build a case that speculates upon the psychology of individuals who insist upon acknowledging the universal mediation of psychology in human perception and thought.

In the United States, psychology only appears discussed when regarding isolated disordered individuals and never as the driving force behind the totality of human affairs. That brings me to the psychology I became interested in mentioned above.

You see, the

• biggest marketplace in world history and the
• most powerful military force the world has ever known, run by the
• most pervasive global financial empire ever assembled is
• systematically influenced with psychology.

I became interested in psychological systems of influence.

This is not some kind of massive mind control conspiracy theory. The interlocking interests of a multitude of individuals with ordinary psychology easily accounts for these developments. The key is accounting for psychology.

Interlocking bureaucracies, each serving their own agendas, create the enveloping fabric of contemporary society and the feeling of a global financial empire. It only appears monolithic from the outside. Within boardrooms and the halls of power, ordinary psychology accounts for group psychotic decisions.

When you consider that every significant advertising campaign out of Madison Avenue, New York City and every election campaign in the United States employs methods proven to influence people psychologically, and I do not mean anything Cognitive-Behavioral, you may begin to understand the scope of the implications.

The evidence of psychological systems of influence active in everyday life abound in the United States and around the world.

An essential element in the strategy of the apparent global financial empire for preserving psychological systems of influence is suppressing the very knowledge of their existence.

In the heart of this virtual global financial empire psychology disappears from public consciousness through the use of psychology itself. Psychological tools access the unconscious psychology we each develop to mask its own existence.

In the United States psychology finds widespread use in the service of suppressing the knowledge of psychology itself. Triggering the individual repression of psychology across most social groups eliminates the capacity to examine and use psychology as a society.

No where in the world has it become more important to hide the very existence of pervasive psychology than in the United States itself. This is one reason many people from around the world believe people in the United States are generally the most ignorant people in the world.

Personal growth and development frees people from ignorance, personnel development enslaves them. Many people only offer personnel development but call it personal growth and development to attract high-potential adults.

Personal growth and development works on developing the person. With personal growth and development people grow into empowered individuals capable of thinking for themselves.

Personnel development works on developing an organization. With personnel development an organization grows an

• ignorant membership,
• dependent upon leadership and
• willing to follow orders.

Personnel development influences group psychotic decisions.

Personal growth and development insulates you from group psychotic decisions.

It is easy to see that high-potential adults would be valued by organizations. Even high-potential adults can be kept ignorant of psychology.

Psychological systems of influence require people ignorant of psychology for their effective use. When high-potential adults become informed they

• seek personal growth and development,
• assemble more accurate psychological insights and
• become harder to influence.

When high-potential adults with accurate psychological insights liberate themselves from psychological systems of influence, they always seek progressive change. The minority that receives the majority of the marketplace revenue and the most powerful military force the world has ever known, resist progressive change in unison with all the considerable resources under their combined control.

The marketplace and the military both promote an atmosphere of contentious competition. Contentious competition rewards a mindset focused on the polarity of offense and defense.

A mindset focused on the polarity of offense and defense overlooks the potential of peace and cooperation. No surprise either that a mindset focused on the polarity of offense and defense finds itself disadvantaged in an environment of peace and cooperation.

High-potential adults discover more efficient and productive, peaceful and cooperative, focuses all by themselves. That is what high-potential adults do. Each develops a psychology that compels them to improve their conditions.

This natural psychological process instigates progressive change. Progressive change threatens all institutions because the nature of all institutions includes the preservation of traditions by definition.

A superior contentious competition mindset demands a preemptive offense as a defense against threats of progressive change. Fear and paranoia demand it.

This preemptive offense

• suppresses the knowledge of psychology,
• discounts personal growth and development, and
• forestalls accurate psychological insights.

This strategy requires tremendous expense and continuous application to suppress the natural tendency of human psychology.

Discounting personal growth and development while forestalling accurate psychological insights ironically impairs human ability to compete. No one escapes the consequences of universal mediation by human psychology.

High-potential adults

• minimizing their exploitation by the marketplace,
• avoiding exposure to military targeting and
• farthest from sources of suppression often
• seek personal growth and development.

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