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Sunday, October 29, 2017

The Captain & The Crocodile

 
Illustration 1: Time Devours All
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 

 

 

 

 

The Captain and the Crocodile

Oct. 29, 2017
It is difficult to reflect on those first years of this third millennium (after the hejira of Jesus) without feeling that something is terribly missing. There is something in the culture which the last few decades of the last millennium failed to develop, with the result that our lives today are economically challenged.
     It almost seems we’re being punished for thinking that the Devil was a pretty little snake. Why else should it be, that the politics of nations and persons are still dominated by a God who is criminally jealous, even though all the wisdom on heaven or earth is impelling us to leave him in the dumpster and go beyond?

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      “They worship Jalandhara, who is the king of the demons,” Thieu intimates to me.i 

Illustration 1: Time Devours All

 Don't Imagine

“Don’t imagine,” Renata intrudes, “that just because I am a doctor, that I have any immunity to suffering from the holy sadism of all that toxic masculinity. The place I work I need to wade through that dirty, snake and crocodile-ridden swamp every day.”
  “Because the Good Doctors worship God’s Jealousy,” declares Thieu, “That Jealousy has become a separate person, severed like a rebel angel from the Holy Tree of God’s will. Look how many are the wars that have been fought, look at how much blood has been spilled, by men who believed they were doing God’s will, but who were actually being led by a Jealousy that had separated itself off from God.
  “Jalandhara, who was in fact the jealousy of the God-form Shiva, finally aroused the anger of Shiva himself on account of his excessive demands. But Jalandhara believed himself to be invincible. He had a beautiful wife who was a fervent devotee of Vishnu, who is God when He manifests as the Preserver.
“In fact, this lady Tulsi was very much like we are, when we allow our worship of God to be contaminated by our mental notions of what God is. The Truth that is worthy of worship can only be recognized through empathy that has been trained through the exercise of ethical choices.”
  “We fear,” sighs Renata, “that if we recognize the demon in the idol that we worship, that we shall have transgressed the gates of madness. We fear going down to the river, but still find ourselves being eaten alive by the crocodiles.”
  “Or by clockodials hanging on the wall,” snickers Ananda Oriente.
  “And so,” continues Thieu, “Lord Vishnu, who was the true object of her sincere and pious worship, found himself in a difficult position. Her worship was sincere, but she would not let go of an idolatry which was threatening the world. Therefore Lord Vishnu put on the image of Jalandhara, so that Tulsi could be raptured into a state of spiritual gnosis while believing she was having carnal relations with her idol. Meanwhile Lord Shiva was pursuing Jalandhara, and at the very moment the Lady Tulsi was experiencing her gnostic climax, the luminous trident of Lord Shiva pierced the rebellious angel right through the heart.
  “Unfortunately, since all of this happened in an age which was fearful of The Mother, the Lady Tulsi was unable to accept her liberation. Instead she committed Suttee, and died on the fune funeral pyre that was cremating the body  of the wicked Jalandhara.

Out of Our Paranoia

    From this cold fear that is left, after God’s Jealousy has died, shall we be able to distill a culture?
I must admit that I am in an embarrassing position, because these ladies are beginning to celebrate the death of God’s Holy Jealousy by doing their best to gnosticize me.
     They are pouncing on me, in a way that threatens to expose my unchastity. They are determined to impress upon me an awareness, that the vagina of the a woman who can hurt you is in fact the crocodile which Captain Hook most fears. They are about to show me what it feels like to find oneself being eaten, but yet remain living and whole.
     “Tulsi’s problem,” Ananda declares rather snidely, “is that she was really in love with her own narcissm, and that caused her to become an enabler of Jalandhara’s narcissm too. It is ironic that when her narcissm finally burns through erotic gnosis into an intimate experience of Vishnu, she must die for infidelity to her husband – and indeed, with a curse on her lips that turns Vishnu into a stone idol. But perhaps it could not have been otherwise, because, so long as the embryo remains in the womb, it cannot see the face of The Mother. So long as the human race remained in the womb of its childhood, the best thing any person could do was to live his life as a God-fearing narcissist who followed the 10 commandments.
     “I am coming to believe that it was only after the Piscean religions developed the sense of a relationship between the individual and an organic Human Collective, that a few have been finding it possible to

leave this Childhood behind them and break free from the narcissistic shell."

 St Margaret Speaks Her Word

      “I suppose that is where Faust comes in,” intrudes Renata. “Isn’t Faust a mortal replica of Jalandhara? What we were never told, is that so long as that poor teenager Margaret enables him, he is able to get away with doing just what he wants to. And just as Tulsi was liberated by being united in her sexuality with Vishnu, Margaret, in Goethe’s version, attains to a sort of gnosis while she is in prison awaiting her execution. It is this gnosis which allows her to turn away from Mephistopheles and reject his help, even though she knows that the alternative shall be to hang from the gallows the constables are erecting out in the Town Square.”
      “So now that Little Gretchen has become St. Margaret, the tables are turned on the men,” snickers Ananda Oriente. “We are fed up to here with a world in which the men make all the rules, because it has been proven through replicated experiment that the rules the men make up will always enable economic repression. Too bad for the men, that in order to strengthen our resolve to reject Mephistopheles and finally stop enabling Jalandhara, we are going to need to indulge in a little revolutionary violence – like subjecting men’s hindenbergs to the same little torments they always think are so sexy when they inflict them on us.”




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iNote on Illustration 1: Crocodile copied from: freepng [CC BY-SA 4.0 (https://creativecommons.org/licenses/by-sa/4.0)], via Wikimedia Commons. Clock and wall adapted from: https://www.maxpixel.net/Wall-Sign-Time-Style-Classic-Hour-Dial-Clock-1866137 (modified). Face of Glory (Kirtamukha) – freehand sketch by author based on traditional Hindu image.
Note on Illustration 1: Crocodile copied from: freepng [CC BY-SA 4.0 (https://creativecommons.org/licenses/by-sa/4.0)], via Wikimedia Commons. Clock and wall adapted from: https://www.maxpixel.net/Wall-Sign-Time-Style-Classic-Hour-Dial-Clock-1866137 (modified). Face of Glory (Kirtamukha) – freehand sketch by author based on traditional Hindu image.

 

Thursday, November 24, 2016

Considering Upside-Down Angels


Concerning those Upside-Down Angels 

Numidian philosopher, Lucius Apulius, growing the ears of The Golden Ass

After we had burned some sage, Su Dae drew a circle on the floor with chalk and consecrated it by striking each quarter with her whip, to make sure only brave spirits could cross and the cowardly ones would retreat.
    We see in the smoke of the incense, the condensing figure of that Numidian priest of Isis who wrote the tale of The Golden Ass.
    “You must understand,” explains Apulius, “that every social power and principality not only impresses an economic footprint, but also has social libido. This social libido derives force from the longings and the lusts of the people, and this force exerts itself in ways that cause people to believe that they are observing the actions of Gods or demons.
    “Because they had social libido, the old Roman and Egyptian Gods were able to convince a rationally minded person like Augustine, that they had the same degree of existence as angels, albeit angels of a fallen nature. This is of course a misunderstanding. For instance, it is likely that the Egyptian God Tehuti originated with the memory of a saintly man, who by the most likely accounts was a teacher of philosophy. The Arabs identify him with Idris, who appears in the Qoran as the nabi who invented philosophy. The Hebrews identified him with a prophet whom they called Enoch who, after a long life as a holy man, was eventually carried away by an alien race of angels on a charriot of fire.
    “Of course, we must understand that this was a very long time ago, because we find that even the oldest Egyptian dynasties were already worshiping Thoth as a God. So much for the Arabian Idris, whom we call Thoth. It is a great thing that his name shall be honored so long as there are humans who study philosophy, but can we really imagine that the corruptions which may have occurred within the temples to Mercury in 2nd Century Rome diminished the blessed state state of the soul of Idris the Prophet? So it becomes evident that the notion that the Gods of Imperial Rome were really fallen angels was misleading, and will be of little value in providing a remedy for the harm that these false Gods inflict.
    “Augustine almost got the point when he inquires, why these demons, as he calls them, are delighted in public performances depicting adulteries and other acts of immorality. In fact where these False Gods are concerned there is really no ‘angel’ at all, but a sort of collective hallucination that is the product of the fascination that an enactment of forbidden sins can exert on the minds of the repressed. As priests we have known all along that under highly controlled circumstances, this collective imagining resulting from the polarization of fascinated libidoes can become so strong results are produced that everyone shall believe are miraculous.
    “If you really would wish to examine how we were led astray by False Gods, you must be willing to examine how similar these False Gods of our own day were to the Trans-National Corporations of your own. These both are a variety of principality described by Augustine as ‘upside down angels,’ insofar as it was believed that the ‘body of air’ that demons and angels had in common was eternal whereas the rational soul of a demon was defective and diseased on account of rebellion.
    “Now if we shave the supernatural hairs from these demons with Occam’s razor, we will see that their bodies are not made of air at all, but rather are a projection of the collective libido. In other words, the Gods of the Empire are not eternal at all; indeed, they would cease to exist if the people did not use their festivals as a pretext to excuse their own immorality. Nevertheless these Gods had a very long lifetime, much longer than that of any mortal human, and it was only after great struggle that these principalities were extinguished by Christianity and Islam.
     “At ths point the parallel between our demons and false gods and the great corporations of your own day should be obvious. Again, in regard to that aspect which is furthest from the soul, your corporations have a life of unlimited duration, as well as rather extravagant material powers. But at that point where we respond to the Divine Intention, which is to say the world of rational cognition, your corporations are even more defective than the wild beasts. The wild beasts may have no rational capacity for ethical philosophy, but for the most part they have enough emotional loyalty that they do not devour their own kind. Whereas in the corporate system, obligation to the investors takes such precedence that even the personal moral scruples of the directors must be sacrificed, so that the investors may receive their reward for their offerings to the Golden Calf.
     “So now you will see just why I assert that the corporations of your day have really become upside down angels. In the material sense they have the powers that our pagan Gods had, but when we look at the rational aspect they have no conscience and no soul, and their so-called intelligence is dedicated only to extracting the last dollar possible from the ecosystem.
     “One of your 19th Century philosophers, a gentleman named Hegel, once referred to the nations of the world as “Gods who walk on earth.” In his day the corporations were dependent on the nations which gave them a legal existence, but in your own day many of these trans-national corporations have gained the power to impose their Olympian decrees even on the most powerful national governments. I therefore would say that in your day it is these trans-national corporations who walk on the earth like Gods – only when we consider their effect upon the environment, we shall clearly see that they are not Gods at all, but overgrown Upside Down Angels.”

NumidianPhilosopher 

 
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