A guy who takes my bus gave me this handmade resin paperweight and said it was “Organite - it has many powers, it’s good for health and you can use it in your garden. Lots of people are doing it. Look it up on the web”
This must be related to the teachings of Freudian disciple-turned-crackpot Wilhelm Reich. He believed in an “energy” called orgone that is supposedly responsible for all sorts of stuff, and is its name suggests is involved in orgasm. I suspect the word is actually something like “orgonite”. “Cloudbusters” were some sort of supposed weather-control devices whose operation involved orgone.
Yeah, but you gotta admit that this orgone silliness did inspire a great song by Hawkwind (“Orgone Accumulator”–try listening to it on the “Space Ritual” live album).
I am the proud owner of a Orgone generator made for me by an acquaintance I met while living in Oregon, and holds the prize as one of the most sincere gifts I’ve ever received.
It’s a large, conical hunk of epoxy resin, with several crystals embedded in it, and metal filings of a type sprinkled about. This man went about “sensing” bad energies in locations and dispersing them with his devices.
He thought it important that I have one before moving back to Chicago, what with my proximity to O’Hare and the ever dangerous contrails left by jets. It is a prized possession of mine, and owns a proud place in my collection of really weird crap.
So far it has demonstrated the ability to be quite ugly, and it can collect a fair share of dust.
The hoist of heaven mooning at the mortals after a particularly heavy night. Or something.
I think the thing that tipped me over the edge with the aforementioned link was that he was waffling on about making this device (which, OK, is fairly nutty, but you could understand how someone could go along with it, even the chemtrails thing is just ordinary paranoia), then, all of a sudden, he just matter-of-factly says “Do be discriminating which UFO’s you aim at, though. If they are not predatory and you make them mad…”