Word: mysticism
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Dates: during 2000-2009
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...Mystic Mary went “straight to books” with Antoinette, beginning the reading with a strong sense of the imperative that would drive this FM associate editor to right publishing wrongs and become the “guardian of the printed word.” Books seem to be an integral part of Antoinette’s future. She’s not the out-of-work bohemian pouring over her great novel in the corner coffe shop, but an administrator who will engineer that large-scale creation of books around the country...
...immediately present a contradiction to Mystic Mary. After examining the ten tarot cards I flipped over and then holding my hands for a while and closing her eyes, Mary concludes that she “hears” a nervous temperament, but she doesn’t “feel” it. I think the feeling was in the hand-holding, and the hearing in the tarot cards (which, unless operating on an audial spectrum that can only be heard by psychics and maybe dogs, were to the best of my knowledge silent). But I can?...
...aftermath of the Sept. 11 attacks, public attention has turned once again to the cryptic prognosticatory quatrains of the sixteenth-century mystic Nostradamus. An e-mail that landed in many in boxes in the weeks after the attack quotes what it calls a prediction of the French astrologer’s: “In the City of God there will be a great thunder, / Two brothers torn apart by Chaos, while the fortress endures, the great leader will succumb, / The third big war will begin when the big city is burning...
...attests, vague warnings are seductive. They create a feeling of our being in control of an otherwise uncontrolled and uncontrollable situation: We feel that we know what’s going to happen. But the future can’t be predicted—not by a sixteenth-century mystic, not by someone writing in the style of a sixteenth-century mystic, and not by the Bush administration. To imagine that it can is to succumb to the worst sort of superstition...
...popular media portrayal of Amos as a frivolous, hyper-feminine mystic with a proclivity for gleefully impenetrable sound bites had always made me suspicious: It smelled of media spin. As it turned out, the latter part of that stereotype wasn’t far from reality. Posed with the most straightforward of questions, Amos would deliver dreamy musings, rife with metaphor and personification of her songs...