I'll share my experience, too: I live near Glen Park and was in Bello that day, taking up one of those coveted seats, as all this was happening. I recall being aware of a lot of police cars outside, and perhaps seeing the phalanx around Ross as they walked past the window. Clearly something big was going on, but I stepped outside and the street was already back to normal. Shrug, perhaps I'll hear about it on the evening news. Not a peep. :-)
It was only some months & years later that I heard about Glen Park, the library, and Bello being part of the drama, and other local landmarks. To this day I keep hearing about other local details. (I learned a few months ago that his group house was on Monterey Blvd, not far from the conservatory).
Looking back, I had noticed a number of 'out-of-town' business people in Bello around that time. Glen Park is a busy local scene, but gets very few visitors, so they stuck out. Clean cut, business casual, but not FiDi types. They were cheerful but not interested in chatting. Who would go to a cafe and not want to socialize, I wondered? I thought perhaps realestate people.
I went to Bello frequently then, and must have seen Ross there a few times too, but I only vaguely recall once or twice. Something drew my attention to his laptop, maybe it had an EFF sticker on it? But he likewise didn't seem interested in conversation. I do recall once he was talking with an older man, in his 50's or early 60's, about libertarianism.
Loved this film for ages. First the Wally character, then decades later the Andre character. Film-wise it also took me ages to realize how carefully crafted it was; it comes off as casual at first but step through a few scenes frame-by-frame and you realize the depth.
I experienced such states on several occasions, usually randomly once every two or three years. I resolved to explore it if it happened again, and sure enough I was ready when it did.
I soon discovered you don't have to wait years; it can happen a few times a week.
Simple technique:
- wait until you've woken up after a dream. (so technically hypnopompic, not hypnagogic, but more powerful imho)
- Any dream will do, but be careful not to drift back into normal consciousness (so don't think of work, taxes, todo's, etc)
- instead, imagine something fanciful. Like swinging at a baseball in dodger stadium in slow-motion, or, my favorite, imagining you have the worlds smallest record player between your fingers & playing a song you like (funk music is good for this)
- stay with the humorous feeling, let it grow awhile
- after a minute or two, you should find the dream state has stabilized
- once it's stable, and only then, call up a problem or life situation you'd like insight into, or just explore the landscape (what's behind that circus tent?)
- try not to get too intellectual or willful, it can dispel the state
NB: no drugs required. But caffeine in the evening can increase the odds of waking after dreaming.
Reminds me of a strange story of mysterious 'modern art' arrangements, of leaves and twigs, that appeared every morning on a workshop stoop (spoiler, it was a fieldmouse):
"Elena's Messages: From Her Big Sur Sanctuary"
https://www.amazon.com/Elenas-Messages-Her-Big-Sanctuary/dp/...
It was only some months & years later that I heard about Glen Park, the library, and Bello being part of the drama, and other local landmarks. To this day I keep hearing about other local details. (I learned a few months ago that his group house was on Monterey Blvd, not far from the conservatory).
Looking back, I had noticed a number of 'out-of-town' business people in Bello around that time. Glen Park is a busy local scene, but gets very few visitors, so they stuck out. Clean cut, business casual, but not FiDi types. They were cheerful but not interested in chatting. Who would go to a cafe and not want to socialize, I wondered? I thought perhaps realestate people.
I went to Bello frequently then, and must have seen Ross there a few times too, but I only vaguely recall once or twice. Something drew my attention to his laptop, maybe it had an EFF sticker on it? But he likewise didn't seem interested in conversation. I do recall once he was talking with an older man, in his 50's or early 60's, about libertarianism.