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It have to stop!

17 Tuesday Dec 2013

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“One day, it was suddenly revealed to me that everyone and everything was Pure Energy, that everyone and everything was Pure Spirit. The utensils of worship, the altar, the door-frame, they were all Pure Spirit and Pure Energy. The men, the animals, and all other living beings, they were all Pure Energy and Pure Spirit. Then, like a madman I began to shower flowers in all directions. Whatever I saw I worshiped.” 

Ramakrishna

 

“One day, early in the morning, right after breakfast, in the bathroom, while doing my number two, it was suddenly revealed to me that everything is Pure Spirit: the toilet paper I was holding in my hand, the throne I was sitting on, the utensils of worship, the altar, the church, the bathroom, the stairs, the door-frame, the door, all Pure Spirit. The priests, the murderers, the holy, the rapist, men, animals, cockroaches and all other living beings, it was suddenly revealed to me that they were all Pure Spirit. Then, like a mad man, I began to throw and shower flowers in all directions. Whatever I saw I started worshiping.”

Most of the people today

To be continued…

JMD

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I will tell you the secrets of the gods

13 Friday Dec 2013

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The Epic of Gilgamesh, the mother of all

I WILL proclaim to the world the deeds of Gilgamesh. This was the man to whom all things were known; this was the king who knew the countries of the world. He was wise, he saw mysteries and knew secret things. He brought us a tale of the days before the flood. He went on a long journey, was weary, worn-out with labour, returning he rested; he engraved on a stone the whole story.

Gilgamesh long before anyone else brought us the tale of the Creation, the tale of the Gods, the tale of Babel, the tale of the Deluge, the tale of Solomon. Gilgamesh was wise, he saw mysteries and knew secret things. Long time ago he provided the world with the answers to the greatest mysteries of life: Is there life after death and what is the purpose of man on earth?

And nobody listened.

To be continued…

JMD

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Global Justice : The End of all Religions

11 Wednesday Dec 2013

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For whoever denies this reality, he is creating his own downfall…

The worst mistake of mankind is to believe that the finality of things can be only defined by way of analogies. For centuries and millennia, most people imagine the world and the purpose or finality of their existence as if it is was derived from a supreme mind. Today, such a game of “make believe” and “as if” is no longer viable. Our modern societies are looking forward to free their mind, soul and spirit, from the too often arrogant presumptions of theologies, which pretend to know the Laws of God and the Universe. We are now living the times of a new era where the opaque weight of the world, both of life on earth and of death, heaven, and hell, is dissolved, and the soul and spirit of mankind is rightfully turning its back to the mighty myths of all time too solidly engraved in the collective mind of our cultures by all these dogmatic teachings of all these false prophets, gloomy Gus and vaticinators of all times. Today’s generations are looking forward for something fresh and new to act upon.

From the position of a modern secular man, that is to say, we are now living a new era where the play sphere of the carnivals and festivals of gods, acquiescing in their game and believing in their so called prophets, although this may have been at one time fun and joy, is no longer acceptable: the universe is not ruled, in any way shape or form by some benevolent or malevolent gods or representations of such but rather by the laws of the universe itself. Whoever denies this reality is creating his or her own downfall, his or her personal hell, here and now, on earth. Tomorrow belongs to those who are looking forward, not to “The End of the World”, not to “The Final Judgement Day”, but rather working and looking toward the dissolution of today’s actual laws of life in today’s time and space, economics, politics, and even morality.

In the next twenty years, we will assist to a new kind of revolution where a proper sense of social, spiritual, economic and political ethic will be rejuvenated. In the next twenty years, we will assist to a return to the fundamentals of life on earth, an era of global justice and prosperity of an healthy universal society living without the fears, wars and inequities created by all these superstitions and fabulations of all the religions of the world. This will be the age of wisdom where everyone will be living according to the basic fundamentals of a rightful society that existed before the knowledge or invention of these too often sullied and tinted notions of good and evil, right and wrong, true and false, belief and disbelief.

Undaunted by the banal actualities of toady’s life meager possibilities, in the next twenty years we will see the real spirit of mankind rising again to carry the flag of justice and righteousness for all the people of the world.

To be continued…

JMD

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The Psychology of a religious myth

10 Tuesday Dec 2013

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“One day, it was suddenly revealed to me that everything is Pure Spirit. The utensils of worship, the altar, the door-frame, all Pure Spirit. Men, animals, and other living beings, all Pure Spirit. Then like a madman I began to shower flowers in all directions. Whatever I saw I worshiped.” 

Ramakrishna

 

Since its origins mankind always had a mythical slant upon life; therefore, the mythological realm, the world of the gods and demons, the carnival of their masks and representations, the “as if” games in which the festival of the lived myth abrogates all the laws of time, letting the dead swim back to life, and where the “once upon a time” become the very present.

In the primitive world, where most of the clues to the origin of mythology must be sought, the gods and demons never have been conceived in the way of hard and fast, positive realities. More like today, for most of the believers in the supernatural, a god, whenever represented by a statue, a painting, a picture, a sculpture or someone wearing a mask or simply a ceremonial dress, could be or coexist simultaneously in two or more places without the impact or solemnity of its presence being diluted through the process of material multiplication. Moreover, the representation of the god is revered and experienced as a veritable apparition of the mythical being that it represents, even though everyone knows that this representation is man-made or that someone human is wearing the mask representing the god or the ceremonial dress. Furthermore, the person wearing the mask or the ceremonial dress will often be identified with the god. The person wearing the mask or the ceremonial dress does not merely represent the god; that person becomes the god. 

The literal fact that the mere presence of the god is composed of a physical representation, a mask or a dress, their reference to a mythical being, and a man or a woman either officiating a ceremony or wearing the mask during some kind of a festival or carnival, is dismissed from the mind of the believers, and the presentation or ceremony is allowed to work without correction upon the sentiments of both the beholder and the actor or minister. In other words, there is a shift of view from the logic of the normal secular sphere, where things are understood to be distinct from one another, to a theatrical or mystical play sphere, where the actors and representations are accepted for what they are experienced: a game of “make believe” and “as if.”

We all know the convention and the rules of the game, surely!

It is a primary, spontaneous device of innocence and childhood, a magical device, by which the world can be transformed from banality to magic in a trice. And its inevitability is one of those universal characteristics that unite all human races in one family: the belief in one self-induced belief, the spontaneous shift of an idea from the level of the sentiments to that of sensual consciousness. A certain spiritual process has reached a conclusion. This process is highly creative, in the highest sense of the word; for, as we have seen, a picture, a statue, a mask, the wearer of a dress become a god. Briefly stated: the phase of becoming takes place on the level of the sentiments, while being is of the conscious world. This is what is to be called the phenomenon of “Divine Seizure” or “Divine Rapture”.

In all the wild imaginings of mythology of all times, a fanciful spirit always have been playing, on the border-line between jest and earnest. The mental attitude in which the great religious feasts are celebrated and witnessed is not one of complete illusion. There is an underlying consciousness of things not being real. A certain element of “make-believe” always has been and is still today operative in all religions. If some of the followers have total faith, some others are just playing the game doing “as if”. The human is a good actor who can be quite absorbed in his role, like a child at play or a politician or a minister of the cult at work. And also the follower, like a child, a good spectator who can be frightened to death by something he knows perfectly well to be no “real” threat, or monster.

A game of make believe

In the Roman Catholic mass, when the priest pronounces the formula of consecration with utmost solemnity, first over the bread, then over the wine, it is to be supposed that the bread and wine become the body and blood of Christ, that every fragment of the host and every drop of the wine is the actual living Savior of the world. The sacrament, that is to say, is not conceived to be a reference, a mere sign or symbol to arouse in us a train of thought, but is God himself, the Creator, Judge, and Savior of the Universe, here come to work upon us directly, to free our souls, created in His image, from the effects of the Fall of Adam and Eve in the Garden of Eden, which we are to suppose existed as a geographical fact.

In India, it is believed that, in response to consecrating formulae, deities will descend graciously on earth to infuse their divine substance into the temple images, which are then called their throne or pītha. It is also possible, and in some Indian sects and even expected, that the individual himself should become a seat of deity. In the Gandharva Tantra it is written: “No one who is not himself divine can successfully worship a divinity”; and again, “Having become the divinity, one should offer it sacrifice.”

Furthermore, whatever the religion or the spiritual belief, factual or ephemeral, it is even possible as we sadly see it too often, for a really gifted player to discover, to ascertain or even pretend that everything, absolutely everything, including himself and everyone with him, the cats and the dogs, the flowers and the plants have become the body of a god; that everyone and everything on earth and in the universe reveals the omnipresence of god as the ground of all being.

Toward the divine seizure

Belief, or at least a game of “make believe” or playing “as if”, is the first step toward divine seizure and divine rapture. The chronicles of the saints abound in accounts of their long ordeals of difficult practice, which preceded their moments of illumination or being carried away; and we have also the more spontaneous religious games and exercises of both, the professional cults, amateur priests and folks to illustrate the principle involved. The spirit of the festival, the carnival, the holiday, the holy day of the religious and mystical ceremonial, requires that the normal attitude toward the cares of the world should be temporarily set aside in favor of a particular mood of dressing up.

The world is hung with banners. In the clerical sanctuaries, the temples and cathedrals, where an atmosphere of holiness hangs permanently in the air, the logic of the cold hard facts of real life must not be allowed to intrude and spoil the spell. The gentile, the Cartesian, the humanist, the positivist, who cannot or will not play the religious and mythological game, must be kept aloof. Hence the guardian figures that stand at either side of the entrances to holy places: the lions, the bulls, and the fearsome warriors and priests with uplifted weapons and scriptures. They are there to keep out the bad sports, the knowledgeable, the enlightened, the advocates of Aristotelean logic, for whom a cat can never be a dog; for whom the actor is never to be lost in the part; for whom the mask, the image, the consecrated host, the tree, or animal cannot become God, but only a reference. Such heavy thinkers are to remain out of the so-called holy arena. For the whole purpose of entering the blessed sanctuary or participating in the game is that one should be overtaken by the state known in Oriental religions as “the other mind”, “the anya-manas”, “the absent-mindedness”, “the possession by a spirit”, where one is “beside oneself,” mesmerized, set apart from one’s logic of consciousness and awareness, overpowered by the force of a spiritual logic of “indissociation”, wherein a cat is a mouse, and an elephant is also a mouse.

To be continued…

JMD

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Enlightenment is the key

10 Tuesday Dec 2013

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Lighten up!

Probing together the days of the ancient, fathoming the grottoes of the Cro-Magnon of the Great Hunt and the Neanderthal, the dens of the crouching cannibals of the glacial ages, examining the enigmatic chalky, skeletal remains of what have been the chimpanzee-like hunter-pygmies on the open plains of the early Transvaal, we shall be finding clues to the deepest secrets not only of the most extraordinary cultures of both the Orient and the Occident, but also of our own most inward expectations, spontaneous responses, and obsessive fears. Our intention therefore, is to explore the deep, very deep well of the past to ascertain what part of the collective universal knowledge has been already labored and perfected, and what portions have been long ago left unfinished or entirely neglected.

Doing so, we will investigate together the mythological fabric of the “Oriental”, all the traditions of that broad and various, yet essentially unified, major province represented by the philosophical myths and mythological philosophies of India, Southeast Asia, China, and Japan, to which can be joined the earlier yet closely related mythological cosmologies of archaic Mesopotamia and Egypt, as well as the later, remotely, yet essentially comparable systems of the Pre-Columbian Middle America and Peru. Then, we will venture in the mythological world of the “Occidental”, the progressively, ethically oriented mythologies of Zoroastrianism, Judaism, Christianity, and Islam, all of this in relationship and counterplay to the animus of the Greco-Roman pantheons and the Celto-Germanic. And finally, we will be considering the recent contemporary “Creative Mythology”, that most important mythological tradition of the modern world, which can be said to have had its origin with the Greeks, to have come of age in the Renaissance, and to still be flourishing today in the works of those artists, poets, and philosophers of the West for whom the wonder of the world itself, as it is now being analyzed by science, is the ultimate revelation.

Gathering into a single summation all the information, mystical, mythological, historical and scientific materials pointing out to the roots, the true nature of mankind, its origins and all the possible futures of mankind is no child play. Keeping it rational, impartial and unprejudiced is even more difficult. No one, as far as I know, has yet tried to compose into a single picture the realistic image of the fundamental unity and history of mankind. Never before such an undertaking has been attempted before. Gathering from the deep well of the past, I will, demonstrate, once and for all, that we have now reached the final frontier of mankind intellectual absurdity.

Believing in the divine beings will never drive mankind anywhere else than straight into a living hell.

To be continued…

JMD

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The Greatest Conversion Myth of All: The Apocalypse

10 Tuesday Dec 2013

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Guan Yu: “The End of the World is before your eyes”

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Iku Gou Tendan 7, Dec 2013

Guan Yu or Kansei Teikun as the adepts of Tendou wants to call him, died in 219 A.D. Guan Yu was a general serving under the warlord Liu Bei in the late Eastern Han Dynasty of China. He played a significant role in the civil war that led to the collapse of the Han Dynasty and the establishment of the state of Shu Han in the Three Kingdoms period, of which Liu Bei was the first emperor.

As one of the best known Chinese historical figures throughout East Asia, Guan’s true life stories have largely given way to fictionalized ones, most of which are found in the historical novel Romance of the Three Kingdoms or passed down the generations, in which his deeds and moral qualities have been lionized. Guan is respected as an epitome of loyalty and righteousness.

Guan was deified as early as the Sui Dynasty and is still worshipped by many Chinese people today, especially in southern China, Taiwan, Hong Kong, and among many overseas Chinese communities. He is a figure in Chinese folk religion, popular Confucianism, Taoism, and Chinese Buddhism, and small shrines to Guan are almost ubiquitous in traditional Chinese shops and restaurants. He is often reverently called Guan Gong [Lord Guan] and Guan Di [Emperor Guan]. His hometown Yuncheng has also named its airport after him.

The End of the World again predicted for May 2014

On December 7, 2013, in Sydney Australia, Guan Yu, during a TEN-DOU spirit writing ceremony, delivered the following message:

I am Kansei Teikun

Under the direct command of Laum, I came to see good men and women. I will send you a message. Etch my words deep into your hearts.

You have forgotten the promise, time has elapsed and, now The End of the World is before your eyes. What I know; in six months, your heart will run counter to the Path [Tendou]. Now that I can see that, you are no different to the rest of the world; you are not accepting Makkyo [The End of the World, The Judgement Day]. We have sent you numerous words, yet there is no one who accepted Makkyo…

MAK-KYO, The Judgement Day or the Apocalypse, as it will be.

I am KANSEI-TEIKUN; Chief of the lawyers in Heaven, and in accordance with LAUM’s [God’s] Command came down to the Sanctuary holding the Heaven in high regard and met you studying hard here. Ignore any rule in Heaven, and the result shall be evident and there is no cause for getting away from punishment. There is no falsehood for tales of MAK-KYO coming.

Causalities of MAK-KYO

The year of chaos, MAK-KYO, is coming. The moment when it would come, the most peaceful world might be changed to a prairie full of odds and ends in an instant. There will be no more time left for evacuation from the most miserable catastrophe prevailed everywhere in the world. As soon as the fatal hour begins to start, no more humans will be found alive. You may tremble with fear, you might as well shudder with awe, and physical bodies will finally be decomposed in frenzy.

Manners and customs are going to be so endlessly corrupted as to have the Heaven fly into a fury at last. Although such a situation could be the inevitable cause of MAK-KYO or Liquidation and Selection [Judgement Day], you shall never have a grudge against Heaven. Being at LAUM’s [God’s] Command, devils, demons and any other black and brutal monsters will come over the world and select Good out of the Bad and judge both Right and Vice. It must be the “Last Judgement’ of Christianity”. You have to make atonement for your sins with the retributions, which shall be returned at a stretch for your causalities accumulated for past 60,000 years.

The miserable aspects of MAK-KYO

MAK-KYO might take on several entirely unimaginable and strange aspects and all activities of the Macrocosm would cease suddenly, the sun will set and thick clouds will hide the moon and then total darkness will prevail. The next moment every star and celestial body will be dancing madly around the sky, and the earth might suddenly shift its axis of rotation at random. As a result, lands will be entirely covered with waves of huge and enormous Tsunami. High mountains will be crushed and blown away by the blast of a super-sonic wind; cities and towns will become a sheet of flame, and finally lands will go to the bottom of the oceans. A sudden rush of vast avalanches will leave numbers of living beings rapidly frozen. Heat waves and hot winds due to the large amount of magma spouted from the crust of the earth and thrown up into the air will cause the great mass of glacier to be melted away. Ancient continents will collapse and fresh textures will be appearing in everywhere. Pillars of fire will arise here and there from the sea surface. The flow of blood will go around the earth with deafening roars. It must be weird and eerie to see the red rivers of blood crossing deep valleys and climbing steep mountains of white bones.

Everywhere will be full of cries, whines, tearful voices of dying people and an atmosphere of complaints, grudges and hatreds issued from ghosts and evil spirits. One would cry after another shout, you would hear numbers of loudly shrieking and screaming voices echoed which would soon be swallowed in violent streams and vanished.  Anybody whoever wishes to cross over the country will never find how to do it. Anyone who will ask for help will never find even the traces of the divines in SAN-KAI [The three worlds combined of Earth, Purgatory and Hell]. The people who happen to be alive will make vain attempts to invite Gods or Heaven. It will be of no use calling parents or searching for children. There will be no more country to depend upon, nor religion to ask for mercy. Downpour, heat wave, storm may attack you altogether. It would be a serious tragedy for man that he has escaped from our Messiah when man met them before.

Even though a man who was initiated into SAN-PO [The Secret Shamanesque Initiation and Protection ritual of Ten-Dou] would have once spoken ill of the Way [Ten-Dou] or neglected their commitment and their vows to SAN-PO, SAN-PO itself would become ineffective. For a man, sorry for what he has done, it will be too late to ask for the Protection of SAN-PO. The ship of the Messiah never fails to set sail once it has put up its sails. However desperately one may cry to God for a message, there will be neither instrument nor stuff necessary for the purpose found anywhere in the world. No more instructors, no more guarantors and no more masters will remain.

Once MAK-KYO will arrive upon the earth, anybody who applied oneself closely to his own business should be carried away floating on the stream of blood, and whoever devoted one to engage in some evil missionary work with a false Way [Any other religion than Ten-Dou] should be piled upon the mountain of bone. Those people who have nothing to do with the Way [Ten-Dou], so that have neither mind nor flesh, should be changed into ashes to be carried away by the wind. Whoever might have a strong mistrust of the Way [Ten-Dou] would sink beneath the ground and could never surface again. If a man dares to speak ill of LAUM [God] or to waste the Initiation into treasures [The initiation to the three treasures of San-Po] by any chance, he shall never be exempted from punishment to be rotted off in blood, washed away by water stream and burnt by fire and finally to be blown up by the wind far from the ground. Thus the 49 days of purifying MAK-KYO must be Hell on the earth. I never know on what scale it will be. Catastrophe of such a triple composition as water, fire and wind might cause the extermination of Humankind. As you know, MAK-KYO is the last and biggest catastrophe out of 81 disasters that will occur in the White-generation [The Actual and Final Generation that will last 10800 years starting May 2014 and will be PARADISE on earth for whoever received the SAN-PO]. And you will know how many numbers of cataclysm came over if only you count them from the first. And you will soon realize the rest must be few. The prophecy is going to come out. You must fear death, fear God.

People should make up their minds to get SAN-PO in haste. Those people who have something to do with Tendou know the time has come. As the Time has come, the Way to be released from the reincarnation and the Means enables people to escape from any disaster will be made public, in order to save souls, spirits and any other livings. The 18th Master has been opening your Gate to Heaven; the top secret of Heaven never has been revealed, since he was endowed with the heavenly mission of saving all the souls of the three worlds from MAK-KYO by receiving SAN-PO. After the moment when man had the Gate [Genkan or the third eye] opened, he could be sure to get the Way to Heaven [Tendou] and he should be forever free from the reincarnation process.

As soon as MAK-KYO comes, you should concentrate your mind to the GEN-KAN [Third Eye], interlace ten fingers together and chant loudly. Then you could reach RI-TEN [Heaven] at once and enjoy yourself at Home [Heaven] having transcended MAK-KYO. As for SHOU-TEN [Earth], under MAK-KYO there will be plenty of proof of Tendou revealed around the world. It will be too late to confess one’s sins after that. “Repentance comes too late.” It would be no use for one’s protection to preach on some dogma or virtue any more. Even if a man might chant any Buddhist scriptures or sit in contemplation, the roar of MAK-KYO [The Apocalypse] would erase them one and all. Whoever would have been leading an idle life in KI-TEN [On earth] should be dragged out of it. The more cruel Hell will be, the less space there will be for the soul or spirit to stay.

How to escape MAK-KYO

People should have to know that there is no other way except Tendou [The Heavenly Way] that enables them to be free from MAK-KYO. Once fouled, the flow of time can hardly become pure again. In the false time, people will never make out the truth with ease.

Although demons and devils will have someone to play as substitute for their body and mouth and to cheat you from then, but you should never forget to emit the light of spirit just from your GEN-KAN [Third Eye]. Concentrate your mind on GEN-KAN, and never give up thinking of Tendou [The Heavenly Way] throughout your body, mouth and heart. If only you might have steady belief, you never fail to feel some response of Heaven at the GEN-KAN. Whoever would devote one to spread Tendou will have some supernatural power and will enjoy an ultra human life.

Now the time of Liquidation [The Apocalypse, the Judgement Day] is coming, so that God is going to change the SAN-KAI [The three worlds of Earth, Purgatory and Hell] upside down and to recreate a new world. Taking a drastic measure of descents of both MAK-KYO and Tendou, God intends to reveal the White-generation, the next Paradise on earth.

To be continued…

JMD

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The Blind Men and the Elephant

10 Tuesday Dec 2013

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The risk of analytical thinking and fragmentation of knowledge

It was six blind men, To learning much inclined, That each by observation, 
might satisfy his mind, Who went to see the Elephant.

The First approached the Elephant, And happening to fall
 against his broad and sturdy side, At once began to bawl: “God bless me! But the Elephant
Is very like a WALL!”

The Second, feeling of the tusk, cried, “Ho! What have we here, so very round and smooth and sharp? To me it is mighty clear, this wonder of an Elephant
Is very like a SPEAR!”

The Third approached the animal, And happening to take
the squirming trunk within his hands, thus boldly up and Spake: “I see, the Elephant
is very like a SNAKE!”

The Fourth reached out an eager hand, And felt about the knee. “What most this wondrous beast is like
Is mighty plain, It is clear enough the Elephant
is very like a TREE!”

The Fifth, who chanced to touch the ear, said: “Even the blindest man
can tell what this resembles most; Deny the fact who can, this marvel of an Elephant
Is very like a FAN!”

The Sixth no sooner had begun
about the beast to grope, Than seizing on the swinging tail
that fell within his scope, “I see,” he said, “the Elephant
Is very like a ROPE!”

And so these blind men of disputed loud and long,
 each in his own opinion,
 exceeding stiff and strong,
 though each was partly in the right,
 and all were in the wrong!

Then runs the moral of the Buddha:

“Knowing not good, knowing not evil, knowing not right, knowing not wrong, they quarrel and brawl and wrangle and strike one another with the daggers of their tongues, saying, ‘This is right, that is not right’; ‘This is not right, that is right.’”

Clearly, mythology is not for children 

Historically, Mythological stories and ancient Myths have been part of the universal foundation of life, the timeless schema, the pious formula into which life have been flowing when it. But as anyone knows the myths, the mythical, the mythological and spiritual beliefs of civilizations have sensibly varied throughout the world and centuries to such a degree that even today, the “Virtue” of one has often been the “Vice” of another, and the heaven of one the other’s hell. With the old horizons now gone that formerly separated and protected the various cultures of our world and their pantheons, communities that once were comfortable in the consciousness of their own guaranteed godliness abruptly find, that they are devils in the eyes of their neighbors.

To be continued…

JMD

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Systemic Unity

07 Saturday Dec 2013

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The comparative study of all the mythologies of the world compels us to view the cultural history of mankind as a single unit. Such themes as the fire-theft, the deluge, the land of the dead, the uniqueness of God, the virgin birth, and the resurrected heroes, have a worldwide distribution, appearing everywhere in different times, in each and every civilizations, in new combinations while remaining, only a few but always the same. While in tales told for entertainment, such mythical themes are to be taken lightly, in religious and mystical contexts, they are intended not only to be accepted as factual but also, even represented as divine revelations from which entire cultures have or are to derive both their spiritual authority and temporal power. No human society, ancient or modern culture has yet been found in which, such mythological themes have not been repeated in liturgies, interpreted by prophets and vaticinators, poets and authors, theologians or philosophers; presented in art; magnified in song, hymns and psalms; and ecstatically experienced in life empowering visions.

Indeed, the chronicle of our species, from its earliest page, has been not an account of the progress of man the toolmaker, but even more tragically, a record of the pouring of blazing visions into the minds of seers and the efforts of earthly communities to incarnate unearthly covenants. Every society, every culture of the past has received its own seal and sign of supernatural designation, communicated to its heroes and daily proved in the lives and experience of its folk. And though many who bow with closed eyes in the sanctuaries of their own tradition rationally scrutinize and disqualify the sacraments of others, an honest comparison immediately reveals that all have been built from one fund of mythological motifs variously selected, organized, interpreted, and ritualized, according to local need, but revered by every people on earth.

Mankind, apparently, cannot maintain itself in the universe without the belief in some arrangement of some kind of general mythical inheritance. In fact, for all mankind, the fullness of life would even seem to stand in a direct ratio to the depth and range not of his rational thought but of his local mythology.

Why is it that for too many societies and cultures, there is no possible personal empowerment without the existence and the belief in so many and such unsubstantial mystical and mythological themes?

Why is it that so many people are lacking of such ego that they cannot have a destiny of their own?

Why is it that whenever men and women, even today, when they decide to empower themselves, more than often, always elect to do it not on the facts in which the world abounds, but rather on some mythical and immemorial irrational imagination of the facts of life and the reality of their existence?

Would it not be easier for mankind, instead to make life a living hell for themselves and their neighbors, in the name of some more or less rational, merciless abundance of gods, to gracefully accept the plenteousness the world provides?

How long are the modern civilizations to remain spiritually locked from each other in their local ritual entrenchment and false notions of the sense of the general tradition? 

Would it not be better and more productive for everyone and all people to come to some more profoundly rational and systemic based point and counterpoint of human understanding?

While we have to agree that it is a fact of life that the myths and legends of our several cultures work upon us, whether consciously or unconsciously, as some possibly energy-releasing, life-motivating and directing agents, one is to observe that even though our rational minds may be in agreement, the myths and fabulations by which we are living, or by which our fathers lived, can be driving us, at that very moment, more and more diametrically apart.

Fresh insights in psychological research, comparative symbolism, religion, mythology, philosophy and science are now suggesting a new possible image of the possible fundamental unity of the spiritual and metaphysical history of mankind. No one, as far as I know, has yet tried to compose into a single picture the new perspectives that have been opened to us by the scholarship of recent years.

Without straining beyond incommensurable amount of evidence already on hand, but simply gathering from it the fundamentals of a new unitary systemic science, in the days to come, I will, demonstrate, once and for all, through the natural history of the gods and heroes of all time, that we have now reach the final frontier of mankind intellectual absurdity and that it is now time for humanity to take a step forward, not to say backward.

Believing in the divine beings will never drive mankind anywhere else than straight into a living hell.

To be continued…

JMD

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Myths, Legends and Religion

07 Saturday Dec 2013

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The Legend of the Destruction of Kash

In a period long past of Kordofan, of Darfur to the west, Ethiopia eastward, Nubia to the north, and Darnuba to the south, four kings at that time ruled an empire in this realm: the first king dwelt in Nubia, the second in Ethiopia, a third in Kordofan, and the fourth in Darfur; but the richest of the four was the Nap of Napata in Kordofan, whose capital stood near the village now called Hophrat an Nahas.

The Nap of Napata was the possessor of all the copper and gold of the region. His gold and copper were carried to Nubia, to be sent to the great kings of the West. Envoys arrived in his court from eastward, by ship, from over sea. And to the south he held domain over many peoples: these forged for him iron weapons and furnished slaves by the many thousand for his court. But now, although this king was the richest man on earth, his life was the saddest and shortest of all mankind, for each Nap of Napata could rule but a brief span of years.

Throughout his reign the priests every night observed the stars, made offerings, kindled sacred fires. They were not to miss a night of these prayers and offerings, lest they should lose track of the stars and not know when, according to practice, the king was to be killed. The custom had come down from time out of mind. Night by night, year after year, the priests were to keep watch for the day when the king should be killed.

And so, once again, as so many times before, that day arrived.

The hind legs of sacrificial bulls were slashed; the fires of the land were extinguished; women were locked indoors; and the priests kindled the new fire. They summoned the new king. He was the son of the sister of the one just killed, and his name, this time, was Akaf: but Akaf was the king in whose period the ancient customs of the land were changed, and people say that this change was the cause of the destruction of Napata.

Now the first official act of every Nap of Napata was that of deciding what persons should accompany him on the path of death. They were to be chosen from those dearest to him, and the first named would be the one to lead the rest. A slave named Far-li-mas, celebrated for his storytelling art, had arrived in the court some years before from over sea, sent as a gift by a king of the distant East. And the new Nap of Napata said: “This man shall be my first companion. He will entertain me until the time for my death; and make me happy after death.”

When Far-li-mas heard, he was not afraid. He only said to himself: “It is God’s will.”

And it was, moreover, the custom at that time in Napata that a flame should be kept burning perpetually, just as today in certain secluded places in Darfur; and for its maintenance the priests were to designate a young boy and girl. These should watch the fire, be absolutely chaste throughout their lives, and be killed, not together with the king, but immediately after, at the moment of the kindling of the new flame. And so, now, when the new fire had been established for Akaf, the priests chose as vestal for the coming term the youngest sister of the new king. Her name was Sali, Sali-fu-Hamr. But she was afraid of death and, when she heard how the choice had fallen, was appalled.

The king lived, for a while, happily, in great delight, enjoying the wealth and majesty of his domain. He spent each evening with his friends and with whatever visitors may have come as envoys to the court. But one fateful night God allowed him to realize that with each of these joyous days he was moving one step closer to certain death; and he was filled with fear. He was unable to turn the dreadful thought away and became depressed. Whereupon God sent him a second thought: that of letting Far-li-mas tell a story.

Far-li-mas, therefore, was summoned. He appeared, and the king said: “Far-li-mas, today the day has arrived when you must cheer me. Tell me a story.” “The performance is quicker than the command,” said Far-li-mas, and began. The king listened; the guests also listened. The king and his guests forgot to drink, forgot to breathe. The slaves forgot to serve. They, too, forgot to breathe. For the art of Far-li-mas was like hashish, and, when he had ended, all were as though enveloped in a delightful swoon. The king had forgotten his thoughts of death. Nor had any realized that they were being held from twilight until dawn; but when the guests departed they found the sun in the sky.

Akaf and his company, that day, could hardly wait till evening; and thereafter, every day, Far-li-mas was summoned to perform. The report of his tales spread throughout the court, the city, the land, and the king presented him, each day, with the gift of a beautiful garment. The guests and envoys gave him gold and jewels. He became rich. And when he now went through the streets he was followed by a troop of slaves. The people loved him. They began to bare their breasts to him, in sign of honor.

Sali, hearing of the wonder, sent a message to her brother. “Let me,” she asked, “just once, hear Far-li-mas tell a story!”

“The fulfillment goes before the wish,” the king replied. And Sali came. Far-li-mas saw Sali and for a moment lost his senses. All that he saw was Sali. All that Sali saw was Far-li-mas. The king said: “But why do you not begin your story? Do you not know any more?” Removing his eyes from Sali, the storyteller began. And his tale was first like the hashish that induces a gentle stupefaction, but then like the hashish that carries men through unconsciousness to sleep. After a time the guests were sleeping; the king was sleeping. They were hearing the story only in dream, until they were carried entirely away, and only Sali remained awake. Her eyes were fixed on Far-li-mas. She was filled completely with Far-li-mas. And when he had finished the tale and arose, she, too, arose.

Far-li-mas moved toward Sali: Sali toward Far-li-mas. He embraced her: she embraced him, and she said: “We do not want to die.” He laughed into her eyes. “It is yours to command,” he said. “Show me the way.” And she answered: “Leave me now. I shall think of a way, and when the way has been found, shall call you.” They parted. And the king and his guests lay there asleep.

That day, Sali went to the high priest. “Who is it determines the time when the old fire is put out,” she asked, “and the new one kindled?”

“That is decided by God,” answered the priest.

Sali asked: “But how does God communicate his will to you?”

“Every night we keep watch on the stars,” the priest said. “We do not let them out of our sight. Every night we observe the moon and we know, from night to night, which stars are approaching the moon and which moving away. It is by this that we know.”

Sali said: “And you must do that every night? What happens of a night when nothing can be seen?”

The priest said: “On such a night we make many offerings. If a number of nights should pass when nothing could be seen, we should not be able to find our stars again.”

Sali said: “Would you then not know when the fire should be extinguished?”

“No,” said the priest, “we should not be in a position, then, to fulfill our office.”

Whereupon Sali said to him: “God’s works are great. The greatest, however, is not his writing in the sky. His greatest work is our life on earth. This I learned last night.”

“What do you mean?” said the priest.

And Sali answered: “God gave Far-li-mas the gift of telling tales in a way that has never before been equaled. It is greater than his writing in the sky.”

The priest retorted: “You are wrong.”

But Sali said to him: “The moon and stars, these you know. But have you heard the tales of Far-li-mas?”

“No,” said the priest, “I have not heard them.”

She asked: “How, then, can you pronounce a judgment? I assure you that even you priests, when listening, will forget to keep watch of the stars.”

“Sister of the king, are you quite sure?”

She answered: “Only prove to me that I am wrong and that the writing in the sky is greater and stronger than this life on earth.”

“That is just what I shall prove,” said the priest.

And the priest then sent word to the young king. “Allow the priests to come to your palace tonight and listen to the tales of Far-li-mas from the setting to the rising of the sun.”

The king consented, and Sali sent word to Far-li-mas: “Tonight you must do as you did before. This will be the way.”

And so, when the sun was approaching the hour of its setting and the king, his guests, and the envoys were assembling, they were joined by all the priests, who bared the upper parts of their bodies and prostrated themselves on the ground. The high priest said: “It has been declared that the tales of Far-li-mas are the greatest of God’s works.”

The king said to him: “Y o u may decide for yourselves.”

“Y o u will pardon      us, O King,” prayed the high priest, “if we depart from your palace at the rising of the moon, to fulfill the duties of our office.”

And the king replied: “Act according to God’s will.”

Whereupon, the priests took their places.

The guests and the envoys took their places. The hall was filled with people and Far-li-mas made a way between them. “Begin,” said the king. “Begin, my dear Companion in Death.” Far-li-mas looked at Sali, Sali at Far-li-mas; and the king said: “But why do you not begin your story? Do you not know any more?”

Removing his eyes from Sali, the storyteller began.

And his tale commenced as the sun was going down. It was like the hashish that beclouds and transports. It was like the hashish that induces faintness. It was like the hashish that sends one into a dead faint. So that when the moon rose, the king, his guests, and the envoys lay asleep, and the priests too lay in a sound sleep. Only Sali was awake, drawing in with her eyes sweet words from the lips of Far-li-mas.

The tale was ended, Far-li-mas rose and moved toward Sali; she toward him, and she said: “Let me kiss these lips, from which come words that are so sweet.” She pressed close to his lips, and Far-li-mas said to her: “Let me embrace this form that has given me the power.” They embraced, entwining arms and legs, and lay awake among those that slumbered, knowing such happiness as breaks the heart. Rejoicing, Sali asked: “Do you see the way?”

“Yes,” the other replied, “I do.” And they left the hall. So that in the palace there remained only those that slept.

Sali came to the high priest the next morning. “So now tell me,” she said, “whether you were right in your condemnation of my judgment.”

He answered: “I shall not give my reply today. We must listen once more to Far-li-mas; for yesterday we were not prepared.”

And so, the priests attended to their prayers and offerings. The fetlocks of many bullocks were slashed, and throughout the day, without pause, prayers were recited in the temple. When evening came they arrived in the palace.

Sali sat again beside the king, her brother, and Far-li-mas commenced his tale. So that once again, before the dawn had come, all slept, the king, his guests, the envoys, and the priests, enwrapped in rapture. But Sali and Far-li-mas were awake among them and sucked joy from each other’s lips. And they embraced again, entwining arms and legs. And thus it continued, from day to day, for many days.

But if there had gone out among the people, at first, the news of Far-li-mas’ tales, now there went out among them the rumor that the priests were neglecting their offerings and prayer. Uneasiness began to spread abroad, until, one day; a distinguished gentleman of the city paid a visit to the high priest.

“When do we celebrate the next festival of the season?” he asked. “I am planning a voyage and wish to return for the feast. How long have I got?”

The priest was embarrassed; for it had been many nights since he had seen the moon and stars. He replied: “Wait only one day; then I shall tell you.”

“My thanks,” said the man. “I shall return tomorrow.”

The priests were summoned and their chief inquired: “Which of you, recently, has observed the course of the stars?”

They were silent. Not a single voice replied; for all had been listening to the tales of Far-li-mas.

“Is there not one among you that has observed the course of the stars and position of the moon?”

They sat perfectly still, until one, who was very old, arose and spoke. “We were enchanted,” he said, “by Far-li-mas. Not one of us can tell you when the feasts are to be celebrated, when the fire is to be quenched, and when the new fire is to be kindled.”

The high priest was terrified. “How can this be?” he cried. “What shall I tell the people?”

The very old priest replied: “It is the will of God. But if Far-li-mas has not been sent by God, let him be killed; for as long as he lives and speaks, everything will listen.”

“What, however, shall I tell the man?” the high priest demanded.

Whereat all were silent. And the company, then, silently dispersed.

The high priest went to Sali. “What was it,” he asked, “that you said to me on that first day?”

She answered, “I said, ‘God’s works are great. The greatest, however, is not his writing in the sky, but the life on earth.’ Y o u rejected my word as untrue. But now, today, tell me whether I lied.”

The priest said to her: “Far-li-mas is against God. He must die.”

But Sali answered: “Far-li-mas is the Companion in Death of the king.”

The priest said: “I shall speak with the king.”

And Sali answered: “God dwells in my brother. Ask him what he thinks.”

The high priest proceeded to the palace and addressed him self to the king, whose sister, Sali, now sat beside him. The high priest bared his chest before the king, and, throwing himself on the ground, prayed: “Pardon, Akaf, O my King!”

“Tell me,” said the king, “what is in your heart.”

“Speak to me,” the high priest said, “of Far-li-mas your Companion in Death.”

The king said to him: “God sent me, first, the thought of the approaching day of my death, and I was afraid. God sent me, next, the recollection of Far-li-mas, who was sent to me as a gift from the land eastward, beyond the sea. God confused my understanding with the first thought. With the second he enlivened my spirits and made me, and all others, happy. So I gave beautiful garments to Far-li-mas. My friends gave him gold and jewels. He distributed much of this among the people. He is rich, as he deserves to be; and the people love him, as I do.”

“Far-li-mas,” the high priest said, “must die. Far-li-mas is disrupting the revealed order.”

Said the king, “I die before him.”

But the priest said: “The will of God will give the decision in this matter.”

“So be it! And to this,” the king replied, “the whole people shall bear witness.”

The priest departed, and Sali spoke to Akaf. “O my King! O my brother! The end of the road is near. The companion of your death will be the awakener of your life. However, I require him for myself, as the fulfillment of my destiny.”

“My sister Sali,” said Akaf, “then you may take him.”

Heralds went out through the city and cried in every quarter that Far-li-mas, that evening, would speak in the great square before all. A veiled throne for the king was erected in the large plaza between the royal palace and the buildings of the priests, and when evening came, the people streamed from all sides and settled everywhere, round about. Thousands upon thousands assembled. The priests arrived and took their places. The guests and the envoys arrived and were seated. Sali sat beside her brother, Akaf, the veiled king; and Far-li-mas then was called. He arrived. His entire retinue came behind him, all clothed in dazzling garments, and they placed themselves opposite the priests. Far-li-mas, himself, bowed before the veiled king, and assumed his seat.

The high priest arose. “Far-li-mas has destroyed our established order,” he said. “Tonight will show if this was by the will of God.” And he resumed his place.

Far-li-mas removed his eyes from Sali, gazed about over the multitude, glanced at the priests, and arose. “I am a servant of God,” he said, “and believe that all evil in the human heart is repugnant to God. Tonight,” said Far-li-mas, “God will decide.” And he commenced his tale.

His words were at first as sweet as honey, his voice penetrating the multitude as the first rain of summer the parched earth. From his tongue there went forth a perfume more exquisite than musk or incense: his head shone like a light, the only luminary in a black night. And his tale in the beginning was like the hashish that makes people happy when awake; then it became like the hashish of a dreamer. Toward morning he raised his voice, however, and his words swelled like the rising Nile in the hearts of the people: they were for some as pacifying as the entrance into Paradise, but as frightening for others as the Angel of Death. Joy filled the spirits of some, horror the hearts of others. And the closer the moment of dawn, the more powerful became his voice, the louder its reverberations within the people, until the hearts of the multitude reared against each other as in a battle; stormed against each other like the clouds in the heavens of a tempestuous night. Lightning bolts of anger and thunderclaps of wrath collided.

But when the sun rose and the tale of Far-li-mas closed, unspeakable astonishment filled the confused minds of all; for when those who remained alive looked about them their glances fell upon the priests, and the priests lay dead upon the ground.

To be continued…

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Creating your own living hell

06 Friday Dec 2013

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Ye know how to interpret the face of the earth and the heaven; but how is it that ye know not how to interpret this time?” 

Probing together the days of the ancient, fathoming the grottoes of the Cro-Magnon of the Great Hunt and the Neanderthal, the dens of the crouching cannibals of the glacial ages, examining the enigmatic chalky, skeletal remains of what have been the chimpanzee-like hunter-pygmies on the open plains of the early Transvaal, we shall be finding clues to the deepest secrets not only of the most extraordinary cultures of both the Orient and the Occident, but also of our own most inward expectations, spontaneous responses, and obsessive fears. Our intention therefore, is to explore the deep, very deep well of the past to ascertain what part of the collective universal knowledge has been already labored and perfected, and what portions have been long ago left unfinished or entirely neglected.

Doing so, we will investigate together the mythological fabric of the “Oriental”, all the traditions of that broad and various, yet essentially unified, major province represented by the philosophical myths and mythological philosophies of India, Southeast Asia, China, and Japan, to which can be joined the earlier yet closely related mythological cosmologies of archaic Mesopotamia and Egypt, as well as the later, remotely, yet essentially comparable systems of the Pre-Columbian Middle America and Peru. Then, we will venture in the mythological world of the “Occidental”, the progressively, ethically oriented mythologies of Zoroastrianism, Judaism, Christianity, and Islam, all of this in relationship and counterplay to the animus of the Greco-Roman pantheons and the Celto-Germanic. And finally, we will be considering the recent contemporary “Creative Mythology”, that most important mythological tradition of the modern world, which can be said to have had its origin with the Greeks, to have come of age in the Renaissance, and to still be flourishing today in the works of those artists, poets, and philosophers of the West for whom the wonder of the world itself, as it is now being analyzed by science, is the ultimate revelation.

Gathering into a single summation all the information, mystical, mythological, historical and scientific materials pointing out to the roots, the true nature of mankind, its origins and all the possible futures of mankind is no child play. Keeping it rational, impartial and unprejudiced is even more difficult. No one, as far as I know, has yet tried to compose into a single picture the realistic image of the fundamental unity and history of mankind. Never before such an undertaking has been attempted before. Gathering from the deep well of the past, I will, demonstrate, once and for all, that we have now reached the final frontier of mankind intellectual absurdity.

Believing in the divine beings will never drive mankind anywhere else than straight into a living hell.

To be continued…

JMD

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