Evil …

Hymns to the Holy Mother

Evil …

The logic of “evil” is odd. Evil requires, for meaning at the conceptual level, Good. Each is married to the “other”. The next level of odd, has to do with the truth, which is that not only are Good&Evil married, that marriage is an embodied reflection of aspects of the Divine Mystery Itself.

In my book “The Art of God: an actual theory of Everything”, I write there, as part of the modern conception of God, the idea that observable reality reveals God is distributed, with the same virtues we notice in distributed computing. Keep in mind that distributed computing is useful both to solve certain mathematical/scientific questions requiring a lot of processing power, and it is also a fertile field for “bots” running/dancing to the selfish songs born in black-hat hacking.

If we are a sensible person, we also see how in life individuals make decisions, which decisions effect other folks as well. These “choices” (whether between good&evil, or some other duality) effect the world. We author the choice, and as an aspect of that it is the distributed god&devil – within us, that chooses.

A sane understanding of Goethean science would cause folk to realize that spirit is everywhere right next to matter. Another married duality. Angels&demons. Men&women.

If we look within, at our feelings, that the properly chastised L. Ron Hubbard misnamed “the reactive mind”, we find another married duality, generally labeled: sympathy&antipathy. Here – in these feelings – is a tendency to move toward what we like, and away from what we do not like. This reactive feeling life, with its dual nature, has deep roots. In a certain Way, these feelings are “intelligence”, even if later we cannot articulate “reasons” for why we did what we did.

Rudolf Steiner described his view of the macrocosmic reality as containing another duality, which he named: Lucifer&Ahriman. The logos (logical) nature of such married dualities is that they are also united, and always a whole. There is no meaning if they are conceived as separate. Steiner taught that Christ was in between these two, and that Life was about our learning how to personally maintain the right relationship among polar conditions – we are the In Between that balances.

The use of the word Christ involves us with a more pressing problem, as regards the religious history of the world. To resolve this means first off to see the rise of the three monotheisms as a reflection in the “earth” sphere of macrocosmic qualities – the Divine Mystery is not just Christ, but Allah and Jehovah simultaneously. All duality is in reality a trinity.

There is a social/spiritual set of observations called “Theory U”. It finds there is descent and then assent, again a duality. In the case of the Hebrews, they became people of the law. Very strict rules, which according to Steiner made possible the creation of a quite definite strain of genetic inheritance. Some work&order was necessary for there to be a body which a God could live for a time.

Rules and obedience. The Hebraic Divinity appears in multiple ways, including phenomena like burning bushes, pillars of cloud, and seas that obey the prayers of wizards. The old Testament is filled with dreamers dreaming, and poet-kings singing. Remnants of the goddess religions being slowly subsumed, as the three monotheism began the work of imprinting themselves on the world.

Descent needed to follow by ascent. The earth-impression of the Divine Mystery is complex, and while on the one hand both the Hebrew – and already born Christian – religions there also needed to be a balancing upward movement. Earth and Heaven being woven together, with the last “people of the book” – Islam, being deeply connected to the Mother, to the social heart – the family, and to the Idea of Surrender. We forget history’s song, when we judge Islam and do not recognize that during Europe’s dark age, Islam flowered with genius everywhere.

All three are being destroyed from within, through the advocates of my way or the high way, a common human foible that insures that social forms evolve. Another repetition of the primary marriage of polar states of consciousness.

Part of the current world situation is made especially acute, due to the fact that we feel we are a separate self, over here, while there is an outside/experienced world that is not us. Another duality, that is fundamentally a trinity, which totality itself is a unity, a marriage not in name only. No wonder Christ urges us to cleave to each other, and become again as little children.

Every human being is their own Path. Be yourself; and, I hope the above meditation on “Evil …” has been useful.

Eros – fires of provocation and intoxication

Eros – fires of provocation and intoxication

The idea of there being a “new” masculinity, implies … implies what exactly? Are women dragging men – kicking and screaming – to keep up with their running ahead of us via their “new” femininity?

I’m using the “inity” way of looking at this – on purpose – to go from using a static noun/thing to something, that while still a noun can imply characteristics more like a verb. A quality on display? The word “display” needs to be handled with care as well.

Take the term: feminist, for example. A word that acquired so much confusion, there has come to seem to be several different types/classes/doctrines.

A wrestle over the meaning of terms has artistic value, in the rites of writing, unless one wants to reduce thought to bumper stickers and placards at rallies, for example: “women are assholes too”.

Next, after this writer’s contemplation of the meaning of terms – some explosive, let us take a careful look at the word: passion.

The ancient Egyptian priests knew that the human will was a manifestation of primeval elemental fire, the same fiery Will via/from which the whole of the Creation spawned itself into uncountable bits and pieces. A simple observation, each day teaches. During the Day, the Sign of One, wholeness. During the Night, the Sign of Many.

In their magic codes, which had become lost to us, there is expressed: the doctrine of the Elements, which the modern physicist considers nonsense. This ancient view was simply based on a caring and intimate Way of looking at what is right in front of us. I&Thou. We were part of a Whole. All that we are, all the Rest Shares, including an interior life invisible.

The element fire is sacred code for the force of will. The element water is code for the life of feeling. The element air is code for the order giving acts of the intellect, that reduce fire&water to form, through which then the manifested unity of all four becomes named: the element earth, or conscious experience.

The essence of the human being, in their science, was not sexual, for which “spirit” they would use the term: hermaphrodite. The fiery spirit of the human will was, in their time as well as ours, cursed to incarnate in bodies that were of a different nature than the essence of spirit&soul. Bodies of matter. Avatar bodies, in which the sexless fire-divine of the single human being, could play in the worlds generated by arts of immortals – elemental fires, producing – a not at all virtual – game of life. In this game you die, and the do-overs are only won through the afterlife hall of mirrors of how we lived our days, or so the ancient priests understood the matter.

A more modern priest/scientist of the spiritual – Rudolf Steiner – suggested that we alternate the sexuality of these avatar bodies, male in one incarnation, female in another. Reality has always been “what goes around comes around”, given that “vengeance is mine saith the Lord”, so as to help us think about whether or not we really want to be the judge and jury and executioner of another human being.

Meanwhile, down the hall, in 5B, those two elemental fires, one named Ted and the other Uncertain, have been screaming at each other again, throwing stones made of words.

Now we can consider further the examination of the nature of “passion”.

We are immortals. Born from immortals, nursed by immortals, we are on a phoenix grail mission, where fires are from the “In the Beginning …, followed with the waters of life, in the Father’s school of hard knocks, which itself is married to the Mother’s school/community of shared pain, aka civilization … ours now transforming into something new, yet …

… in these passion-creating fires&ashes we now live, faced with the trials of being embedded in matter, in order for all our elemental fires to learn. This level of change cannot be hurried. We will endure it one day, one tweet, at a time.

Mostly what we’ve learned about reality, as our modern scientific Western Civilization, is how to be skilled at death – we are very good at killing – each other, the planet etc., … so far. If we don’t I&Thou our world, a gift to us from the Divine Mystery – who in generating human freedom (the Beast from the Abyss) declared: Our children must be free to run too fast, color outside the lines, and really learn that there are consequences for everything. Apparently it is not uncommon for many folk to “not give a damn” about consequences, so our world burns in the divine fires of the Hopi’s called: “the Day of Purification”.

When I was growing up, we would have dates where we went to drive-in movies (in the ‘50’s), while the guy would try to make moves on the girl, in a forest of emotional confusion, a rite which everyone endures, unless we have decided – as a culture – to be amazed by what we are being Taught in this conflagration, tending to complete social chaos. Remember hard knocks school?

… here is how it works, if we consider the whole of it filled with divine purpose, = we are watched over with the loving justice of the Mother, who tempers the vengeance of the Father. We play the game in the Avatar physical/matter bodies, moving toward a time which Steiner predicts will arrive in a few thousand years, during which drama of the one day at a time prelude, there will arise the disappearance of fertility among women’s avatar bodies.

I’m pretty sure that means we can still like sex a lot, but maybe saving getting good at sex for a later life, not so good a bet in my view. Strike while the iron of passion is hot, and don’t screw it up with more games.

Intimacy is about eliminating games, in a world which was consciously designed for males to hunger to plant seed in any ripe female. Time to make adolescence a both-sex journey into wisdom – no feminists, no masculinity required, we all being, in the immortal words of the Captain of the Serenity, Malcolm Reynolds: “just plain folk”.

Passion is about surrender to feelings. To the ancient Greeks, this surrender was given the name Eros, which duality includes both the sensual and the erotic, together recognized as an earthly form of love. In my experience there are three other forms: Selfless human love (Agape); comradeship (Phileo); and nurturing in love (Storge).

What happens when we display our masculinity, or femininity, … our differences, before authoring the vulnerability&sharing of our common humanity? Isn’t emotional closeness of greater value than just getting your rocks off? That we can do by ourselves. Human closeness, however. We don’t do that alone. Choices have consequences, after all.

Still: the display can be provocative, and the response can be intoxication. If anything, Love is Art, which maybe needs to become celebrated once more in our religious temples. No more priests tho’. Each of us has to make their own choices, otherwise freedom is a fraud, and life a prison.

the lyre of experience

The lyre of experience

In a Past, so long ago it haunts our Future, even the immortals wished for sleep.

Who/What/Why/Where/When, asks the old breaking news? Are we a mystery – we “human” beings?

Perhaps a temporarily embodied immortal node of conscious experience, or so held the ancients.

In a universe, which is just an inside/outside inversion of background and foreground, we began as Stars, and to Stars we will once again return.

Pause, reset the attention … listen, … do you hear the lyre? We see the lyre, – the visual maze of all our groundhog days. The lyre also shouts from television ads, and noisy freeway traffic.

We seek, as children, to turn down the auditory aspect of the song of experience, natural to our industrial civilization, as it drives itself into magnificent wreckage. When we hear the screams of metal on metal, metal on flesh, even in so common a scream as is connected to cutting our hand while making dinner.

If we only knew what “stuff” was, we might be ashamed of how we have been taught to experience it, as without soul, without an interior life such as we have.

Click-clack goes the keyboard. Swish-swish goes the digital cone from which sound comes out of my Alexa. Spend a day listing to all the little sounds. Savor their tones. Notice the song your fork and knife make as you cut and eat your food. Or the yelp of a cabinet door slammed too hard. The tinkle of pans on the stove. The rumble of a wheeled cart going by your cubical.

We have “stuff” because of the sacrifices of conscious entities. In Gurdjiff’s wonderful book: “Beelzebub’s Tales to his Grandson”, there is described a whole class of beings, who during the creation-process choose to be completely passive. Could be acted upon, but had sacrificed being able to return the favor.

In the lyre of experience is a world we have been schooled by materialism to imagine without either an interior life, or any independent will. Consider shifting your imagination into moment-to-moment gear, and just notice all that we use/see/hear, but may not yet recognize as kin. All sounds have meaning, for in essence they present just themselves. Human’s gave names such as Thor to the Lightening. But when you see and hear, on the lyre of experience, those tones are how immortals name themselves. Even the Elementals, the little folk, without which there would be nothing to see, hear, or touch

This every poet knows. The Sky names itself, and any ode, however long and well created, is only a vague chimera when set beside how the Thunder touches us, with sight and sound, and roars, and rushes of winds that tear buildings into dust.

Just consider the Sphinx. A stark testament to the impermanence of material existence. Plus, on the good side, when we die it just might really not be so dark and empty as too many fancy. Do you not return from the gentle unconsciousness of sleep? After a few too many years in the material world, we need a longer rest, and so we can dare the adventure of surrender to the “what’s next”.

We are the artists and players of the lyre of experience.

lost chances?

My question is why do Americans imitate European Ways of seeking the spirit? I was getting ready to write my book “American Anthroposophy”, I chased down all the Steiner quotes on America I could find. See below – all Steiner … http://ipwebdev.com/hermit/anthroposophy.html

“...America is the place at which races or civilizations die.” R.S. The Mission of the Folk Souls, lecture 6.

The Indians then took over with them to the West all that was great in the Atlantean culture. What was the greatest thing of all to the Indians? It was that he was still able dimly to sense something of the ancient greatness and majesty of a period which existed in the old Atlantean epoch, in which the divisions of the races had hardly begun, in which men could look up to the Sun and perceive the Spirits of Form penetrating through a sea of mist. Through an ocean of mist the Atlantean gazed up at that which to him was not divided into six or seven, but which acted together. This co-operative activity of the seven Spirits of Form was called by the Atlanteans the Great Spirit…He clung firmly to the Great Spirit of the primeval past.” R.S. Lecture 6 above.

America was discovered in order to provide a counter-balance to the Asian Great Spirit (luciferic lightness). America leads man to heaviness and materialism. (R.S. paraphrased from Lecture 2,

Inner Impulses Working in the Evolution of Mankind)”…American civilization, on account of the special organization of its people, is particularly exposed to the temptation offered by what the eagle speaks (1)….Central Europe…is particularly exposed to what is uttered by the lion (2)…Oriental civilization is preeminently exposed to what is uttered by the cow (3).”(1) “I give thee the power to create a universe in thine own head“(2) “I give thee the power to embody the universe in the radiance of the encircling air.”(3) “I give thee the power to wrest from the universe measure, number and weight.” R.S. Lecture 8, Man as a Being of Sense and Perception du Monde

If European and American civilization retain their present character, a materialistic cosmogony will cover over the Christ Event. (R.S. paraphrased from lecture 9, Man as Hieroglyph of the Universe.)

Not Steiner, me: [The antidote to this is the Christ centered cosmogony presented in my book: the Way of the Fool: the conscious development of our human character and the future* of Christianity – both to be born out of the natural union of Faith and Gnosis.]

The past brings fermentation that leads “Europe to the brink of the Abyss, which will array Asia and America against each other.” R.S. Lecture 3, The Mission of Archangel MichaelEmigration to America is greater than all other movements of peoples. (paraphrase, R.S. Lecture 4, Mystery Centers)

The Anglo-American victory over Europe in WWI will lead to a domination of European spiritual-cultural life in an external fashion. (paraphrase R.S. lecture 3, The Mysteries of Light, Space and Earth.)

The threefold social order is needed in order to overcome the influence of Anglo-American secret societies (paraphrase lecture 4 above).”…I believe that in the future my book [The Threefold Social Order] should be read in the West and in Russia, but that it has no chance of becoming effective in Germany. The West, for instance, can learn much from this book, for in a non-utopian manner it simply states how the three spheres co-exist and should interact. For the West the moment in time does not matter, for much is still to be done for the right interaction of the three currents, the spiritual life, the economic life, the political-legal life.” R.S. Threefolding as a Social Alternative. [emphasis added]

In 1924, for a time, some in America showed that stars were hollowed out spaces (paraphrase, R.S. lecture 3, The Evolution of Earth and Man and the Influence of the Stars)Following the American way of thinking, an attempt was made to extend the mechanical over human life itself. It will be an American Mystery to make use of the magnetism of the Earth, its double-ness. (paraphrase, R.S. lecture 12, The Reappearance of Christ in the Etheric.

Europeans prove, Americans affirm” R.S. lecture to workmen 3 March 1923.

When the sun is in Aquarius: “only then will the true American Civilization come.” (same lecture).

We in Europe develop Anthroposophy out of the Spirit. Over there they develop something that is a kind of wooden doll of Anthroposophy. Everything becomes materialistic.” (same lecture”

But for one who is not a fanatic, there is something similar in American culture to what is anthroposophical spiritual science in Europe. Only everything there is wooden, it is not yet alive. We can make it alive in Europe out of the spirit, those over there take it out of instinct…” (same lecture)

The time will one day come when this American woodenman, which actually everyone is still – when he begins to speak. Then he will have something to say very similar to European Anthroposophy*. One can say that we in Europe develop Anthroposophy in a spiritual way; the American develops it in a natural way.” (same lecture, emphasis added)

The American is a young materialist…So too will the American’s blatant materialism sprout a spiritual element.” (when the Sun rises in the sign of Aquarius). (same lecture)

But genuine Americanism will one day unite with Europeanism, which will have taken a more spiritual path.” (same lecture) [emphasis added].

Subterranean forces possess the American body – a geographical force, not a spiritual force. They chain man to the earth. Something from the human head streams toward magnetic and electric currents, neutralizing them – this is the human will. What overcomes these dependencies, which are part of karma, so that our inner life (if not our outward form) can come to freedom? The answer: the Mystery of Golgatha. (paraphrase of R.S. long discussion lecture 1, Anthroposophical Life Gifts.

white trash?

Another shooting. Always “WHY”, but never any real answers. Change laws is the fallback liberal position, and in itself certainly wise. But still “WHY”

I propose the following thesis:

Canaries in the social coal mine.

Many people are psychologically fragile. They break, they act out. We notice suicides. Suicide by cop is also a choice. Drug use keeps going up. Would be good to know the drugs the shooters tend to be on … mostly antidepressants has been the case, which is a secret pharmaceutical companies very much work to hide.

Our water is poisoned. Our air. Our food. Our schools. Our jobs. Lots of minor (not so many dead) shoot-outs at places of work. Rage burns and knows not where to ground itself.

Once again the political class sings its song. “We are in a lot of shit, its the other guys fault, and I’m just the person to make things right.”

Few folk, with agendas, can be trusted to offer us any wisdom, that isn’t based on self-interest.

The financial class continues to enjoy its top-dog status, gaining their earthly rewards by using human beings as consumers, workers, and cannon fodder for its endless wars.

Young people are not stupid. They get easily isolated, and the gunMan (when was the last time a woman shot up a workplace), is lost in an inner space.

Most of us could not handle having a mind on drugs that make you worse, … inner torments, with which most of us are familiar, overwhelm many. Got any addicted people in your family?

We are all walking wounded, and some very few of us just want to burn the house down. An impulse well known, yet even if we are among the not having yet broken, how do we help? Is there something we can heal or fix.

Might as well wish death didn’t exist. Maybe something more profound is going on, and perhaps we need to attend to matters more carefully&thoughtfully, before we leap to confusions.

Memories in the Dreaming

Memories in the Dreaming

In the way back long ago when before, Ort – a nascent cloud dancer, rose on the winds of the Sirus rays, and guided by the prayers of an ancient Egyptian priest, he settled into the triangle above the circle in stone, where the gentle movement of incense smoke hovered … the lyre player wooed the winds in the sanctuary into circling in and around the triangle, …

As the various flows of breeze settled into the constantly involuting chaotic form, Ort seized it from the other-side and began engaging with the priest over questions of the Book, the Teaching Book that would always be true. The priest was … subdued, one did not often speak this way with an immortal, basically as friend to friend, but this was about making art, … art both divine and human …

After their conversation, the priest sat, the acolytes moved all the extraneous ceremonial materials to the side, …. and then left the priest to his private meditations. It was high sun outside, but the long tunnel into the slowly rising pyramid allowed the priest to see the star even during the middle of the day. There it was a tiny dot in a small blue field, which allowed an eye greater sensitivity.

But all the same, in that moment the spirit of the priest left his body and followed the call of the immortal outward, away from the comforts of the Mother, and toward the Stars, the Night Teachers, left behind by the Father, in a past so distant only an immortal could touch its essence.

The movement from earth to star was instant, for it simply involved crossing the veil over the truth, and seeing as all the star folk saw, everything at the same time from the all-around everywhere.

Always a momentary shock for the priest, this change of orientation. To be in the company of Gods and Goddesses, listening to their singing. He folded his consciousness around the idea of his flute, and learned the tone sequences for which he was being trained.

Time did not past in a place that was both timeless and spaceless, but all the same when the priest re-entered his body, the sun had set, the moon was out, … it was time to bend matter to the will of song.

In the cool of the night, the singing of the people began. The priest had gone to the top of She Who is not to be Named, and began to play his material flute. The songs rose and fell, dancing was added as well as some drumming. Intoxicating waters had been created, and slowly slowly slowly, the great stones by the river of life, on their barges, rose into the night star filled sky, as the elemental folk guided, and reasoned the living stone to its place of rest.

This was all done in accord with the Moon, as that She Who Could be Named ruled the Night, and the Elements. In the morning, as the Night Teachers kneeled before the Rising of the One, the people put away their night magics, and got ready for the day’s.

The priest was to supervise some carvers of stone who had an interest in cats. Something about their company making certain movements of craft and art more … languid.

Life was joy, when it could be. Illness, heartache, and death unavoidable. Floods and wars and Gods&Goddesses throwing lighting bolts in the skys, making arcs of elemental fire leap from pointed tower to pointed tower, writing wisdom in the air.

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Issac Newton’s translation of the Emerald Tablet

is true without lying, certain and most true.
That which is below is like that which is above
and that which is above is like that is below 
to do the miracles of one only thing
And as all things have been and arose from one by the mediation of one: 
so all things have their birth from this one thing by adaptation.

The Sun is its father, 
the moon its mother, 
the wind hath carried it in its belly, 
the earth is its nurse. 
The father of all perfection in the whole world is here. 
Its force or power is entire if it be converted into earth.

Separate thou the earth from the fire, 
the subtle from the gross 
sweetly with great industry. 
It ascends from the earth to the heaven
and again it descends to the earth
and receives the force of things superior and inferior.
By this means you shall have the glory of the whole world 
and thereby all obscurity shall fly from you.

Its force is above all force. 
For it vanquishes every subtle thing and penetrates every solid thing.
So was ye world created.
From this are and do come admirable adaptations 
where of the means is here in this.

Hence I am called Hermes Trismegist, 
having the three parts of the philosophy of the whole world
That which I have said of the operation of the Sun is accomplished and ended.

Overcoming Rovism

A Nation in Need of Self-Healing.

{If you missed it, here is a link to the original post about Rovism}


Social Transformation in the Light of Eros

Eros is used here to speak of erotic and sensual love, as a part of a Cross of Love, Eros being on the downward side of the vertical aspect of the Cross. We have lost an Eros-based relationship with Nature. To modern science a tree is a thing made of bits and pieces of this’s and that’s that are also things. We deny to the Natural World the rich interior life, that we have with each other, and which allows for thoughts, emotions, and impulses of the will, to arise in the invisible-within … Soul and Spirit to a wiser generation.

Our relationship with Nature requires an I and Thou approach, where we see Nature’s Truth, not just our own. Every”thing” is inter-connected, and filled with consciousness, whether we deny that or not. Our world is clothed in a Green World, that itself is bathed constantly with light. “In It – the Word – is Life, and the Life is the Light of the World”

Every”thing/being” feels (is conscious of) these embraces, of light, of wind and water, that is the basis of all life. There are no accidents, although the totality seems to be making new stuff up from day to day. The Wild is part of existence.

Our world of human-being folk seems determined to blow itself up. Remember that the Flood was everywhere in ancient times. Mother keeps a clean kitchen in which to perform Her daily Rites of creative Alchemy. She sends many signs and signals, from UFO’s to Crop Circles, topped off with Her rogue-weather – needed to clean up after us. Rivers are not to be tamed, and will run over our walls at Her Will.

Leave us now consider our way of life – the social and political life,

and how well those wild rituals, we call “elections”,

moves with the wisdom of the Heart.

Rovism is basically the one-sided fruit that comes from an intellect unbound by the heart. A lot of natural science finds its dreams there. It is a normal feature of being a human being. We required the intellect to awaken the scientific curiosity, a matter of no little consequence for the evolution of consciousness. The Whole of Our Time, in a Way, is a Rite of Passage for Humanity. Will we get our shit together, or not? The Hopi call this Age: the Day of Purification.

I get dreams in my soul, related to certain particular folk, one of which is/was/might have been: George Washington. I tried to write a poem as if I had been him. Its called: “the George Washington Blues’ http://ipwebdev.com/hermit/gwblues.html

People all over the world face a hard truth: “You can’t always get what you want. But if you try sometime, you find you get what you need.” https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3dfYcQ_r_x8

Most of us have a number of wishes, a lot connected to some version of: “What the fuck happened to my country!?!”. Not just America, by the way. There are aspects of life that are shared by many.

The main reason we feel this way is because some folks want us to feel this way. Politicians have nothing to say but: “the country is screwed, its the other guys fault, and I know just how to fix it”. Major media (for reasons of greed) loves to use Our Airwaves to sell us a similar narrative, by focusing on the sensational. “Breaking News” … what a joke.

Neither the politicians, or the main stream media – a collection of self-interested intellectual Orcs – all these folks bow to wealth and power – are paying mind to “We the Peoples” needs. They want theirs and the rest of us need to work, consume, and send our children off to wars.

A tragedy, perhaps … Consider that for most of human history there was this tendency to pyramidal (top-down) order. What is happening to us is nothing new. As White Rose sez, in the TV show Mr. Robot: “the only coin the rich and powerful value is violence”.

A lot of of lying surrounds us, seeking one principle effect: Nobody has the power (or even the right) to change this natural order of dominance. We win, you lose. Get used to it.

A lot of Artists see the situation differently. For example, in the film “a Bug’s Life, the bullies seem to run things, until people really get the lesson of: There are far far more of us than there are of Them. Still, the “more-of-us” also have to take risks ( … “if you try sometime” … ). https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OvcVB6lcYkQ

I wrote some books on American politics and public life. https://thecollectiveimagination.com/citizenship-and-modern-politricks/

These attempted to simplify complexities with pithy sayings, just after the titles (in case you don’t want to read the book): 1) “why play by the rules when the game is already fixed” http://ipwebdev.com/hermit/degeneration.html & 2) “a money debt owed bankers is merely a number …. while what lives in the hearts of a People is a spiritual currency of infinitely greater value” . http://ipwebdev.com/hermit/Rebellion.html

It is possible to look at political events in America and feel horrified, and ashamed. Why ashamed?

The shame is a side-effect of the feeling of impotence. Such shame can take an even darker turn, into hate and violence. Our heart knows we could do more, but we are human, and really can only effect our personal labyrinth-maze-tree of personal life events, with all its branches, and hidden mysteries. If we’ve lived life even a little bit, we start to get it that the world is not a place for big wishes. Small wishes, sure. Be grateful for the little events of daily grace, and the constant unrecognized aid of elemental folks.

The elemental kingdom is invisible to us. For many a forgotten myth, whose truth most aboriginal religions knew well – through direct experience. Faerie anyone?

The ordinary American is the whole ground on which the English-American military-industrial-intelligence complex built its web of lies and control. For the alleged greater good – we are told, which very much tended to reward wealth and power with more wealth and power.

That “ground” of our daily lives is worn down, and getting restless. Think metaphorically/exactly of the huge root/systems underneath the forests and fields. The individual sovereign American is such a “Groot”, a kind of magical power, which can effect what is near at hand. The way this forest works, however, requires heroes and giants, and elfs and gnomes, all finding inter-connectivity in the shared dark. The “shared dark” he sez, the place in us that suffers in silence, and where dreams and wishes and hope are born. The world behind our eyes.

Think, for a moment, of the “first responder”, who at risk of life runs toward the danger, by their own choice. In our own personal lives, what calls for us to be able to respond? Truth to tell, we get to decide, and there is no Right Way, only the puzzle-riddle right in front of us. Our choice is asked for by the Mystery, a dilemma that only we can resolve – otherwise why would we be standing there.?

Discard the songs of politicians, rooted in their vanities and ambitions. Do you get up in the morning and take care of where your heart, and mind, and hands can reach? When you can. When you try.

Leave the big picture to the big picture folk, known in ancient times as Gods&Goddesses. We are co-artists in our own lives, and we too get to paint outside the lines.

… think globally, act locally, right? Just watch out for what goes around comes around.

Still, does a Nation or a People need love for just who and what they really are? Next, some ideas which appear in a book I wrote: “On the Nature of Public Life”. http://ipwebdev.com/hermit/plife.html
Americans are becoming the People of Peoples. We are, due to this, the progeny of all other cultures. The world has “flows” of history, rivers of time&change – and what is worst of all (for some) a Divinely Created Way. America – as a People and a Nation, in this context, is a raging hormonal adolescent – having then no original culture (never happened on Mother Earth before – so this is a very big responsibility) and the best we can do is eat what is brought to our cultural shores.

Eat. Take in as nutrition. Metabolize. Use the collective energy to create what was never before.

The Mystery of the Americas are related to the Will. To elemental Fire. The wave of European Western Civilization crashed upon our shores, and gave up the ghost (literally), which still lingers when we do not understand musical culture. Old World has to die for New World to be born. Something that will take – at least – a millennium. How many different ways of dancing, intoxicated or not, take place in America, on any given Saturday Night?

But we are a bit too culturally schizophrenic in ourselves, yet. Not absorbing properly the Way of the Aboriginal Peoples already here, we instinctively (instead of consciously) try to remain tribal. Each identification we acquire, such as black, french, woman, and aged, requires we find others, for few of us alone survive long in life. The bed rock remains: all of us are individual human beings, living the tale of our own peculiar life.

All who come here are naturally value oriented, and due to strong differences we tend to group together and act like tribes. Being in a tribe is in the social/spiritual/geographical dna of the Americas. What we need is a Native American as president. Imagine that, to see how far we have yet to go.

People, during election cycles, end up with everyone fighting everyone else. Politicians seek to bring out the worst in us, and for their own benefit, as members of the tribe Rich&Powerful.

Rovism is about dividing us against each other, and in hiding the truth – relentlessly. For the Spirit here, which silently waits, wishes for us to make new tribes. Never before tribes.

The Forest of Humanity, in the Americas, has deep&dark roots. Not all of them are good, as evidenced by mothers fleeing. Still, there is the music. No one, not even the devil, can stop the music, the drumming and the dancing. In fact, that is the “where” in our own soul which knows something of the devil should live inside us as well. In point of spiritual fact, the Americas are where the Gates of Hades are remembered, not always fondly … just keep in mind that’s where the Son went on a Saturday, in between his dying and His resurrection.

Want to screw with Rovism. Have some parties and invite your strange-other neighbors. Only the sovereign American citizen can heal the divisions the dark has laid upon us like a curse. Throw a dance, do some drumming, break some bread together.

Face it folks – and this is true elsewhere – social healing is up to us. Understand spiritually the Whole (think globally), and be a first responder (act locally), healing what is seen as need. “See, do”*

*Pithy saying from an Angel, as reported on the original Ark, by Catherine MacCoun, the author of “On Becoming an Alchemist: a guide for the modern magician” (a book self-described by the author as a marriage of Christian and Tibetan Alchemy).

Keep in mind, however hard it is to take, Trump&Company are human beings, with their own destiny. About that I wrote this: https://thecollectiveimagination.com/why-the-trump-voter-is-the-single-most-crucial-political-phenomena-of-our-time/


an introduction

It is an accurate name, for something not very nice. Trump happens because of him, for this outrageous genius – Karl Rove – changed the whole nature of modern politics. We need to know who to give credit to, for our current situation. We also need to know what he did and how he did it, if we want healing

Rovism is a kind of inverted buddhism, … the absence of compassion for other living beings. Numbers are more important than hearts.

History may or may not mark him, but if we are wanting to fix something in America, we need to understand the structure, the system he put in place. The movies disregard his role, both in the movie “W” – about Bush – by Oliver Stone, and the movie “Vice” about Dick Chaney, written and directed by Adam McKay. Rove was treated like a piece of furniture in both, and no one has seemed to notice how much influence such a mind could have, when working with ambitious men who did not appreciate the true nature of his far too clever intellect.

Karl Rove was born on December 25th, 1950. In accord with the season (perhaps) his birth name was: Karl Christian Rove. He was nurtured into the dark side – “dirty tricks” – of Republican politics by no less a master than: Lee Atwater.

Karl described himself in high school this way: “I was the complete nerd. I had the briefcase. I had the pocket protector. I wore Hush Puppies when they were not cool. I was the thin, scrawny little guy. I was definitely uncool

[facts and quote from Wikipedia]


When George W. Bush ran for Governor of Texas, it was because Rove had sought him out and talked him into it. Rove got him elected to two terms as governor, and two terms as president. Something more that luck is involved here.

The whole art of war consists in a well-reasoned and extremely circumspect defensive, followed by rapid and audacious attack.” Rove campaign memo from the early years in Texas.

Rove is the greatest political mind of his generation and probably of any generation. He not only is a breathtakingly smart strategist but also a clever tactician. He knows history, understands the moods of the public, and is a visionary on matters of public policy. But he is not a magician.” Fred Barnes, conservative commentator, editor The Weekly Standard.

He [Rove] could carve up constituencies with the best of them, and divide the country as easily as columns on a spreadsheet — and with no more thought” diarist “Hunter” DailyKos Aug.2007.

I watched an interview with an intern, who worked with Rove in the White House, and she described him as able to pull a spreadsheet of numbers from a printer, read it, and then make a call to local precincts – which were where the numbers came from – giving exact instructions to be carried out by his word alone.

I’m looking at 68 polls a week. You may be looking at four or five public polls a week that talk about attitudes nationally, but that do not impact the outcome –” Karl Rove in a radio interview late October 2006. “You may end up with a different math, but you’re entitled to your math. I’m entitled to the math.

Keep in mind that data-mining was already an art in service to the wheels of commerce. Then imagine Rove with access to the spending habits, and reading habits, and television habits of all potential voters, with detailed numbers at the level of neighborhoods.

President Bush’s powerful adviser is one part spreadsheet-carrying, vote-counting political wonk, and one part no-holds-barred, brass-knuckled political operative” Dan Froomkin.

Rove’s method is to plot out elaborate strategies well in advance of the campaign, and stick to them vigilantly. John Deardourff, Rove’s media consultant for races in Texas and Alabama, says, ‘This rap Bush has of never changing his mind and never admitting a mistake-that’s Karl! That’s where it comes from.’ It is a tribute to Rove’s strategic skill that he is so often right.” Joshua Green Atlantic Monthly 2007.

Sound like Trump’s playbook, yes?

Here’s Rove on the use of power …

That’s not the way the world really works anymore,” he continued. ”We’re an empire now, and when we act, we create our own reality. And while you’re studying that reality — judiciously, as you will — we’ll act again, creating other new realities, which you can study too, and that’s how things will sort out. We’re history’s actors . . . and you, all of you, will be left to just study what we do Senior white house official, assumed by everyone to have been Karl Rove, summer 2002.

Then there is infamous Trump base, … Rove set up a system …

Craig Unger*, In an interview with Amy Goodman, mid-November 2007: Well, LeHay** is one of the founders of the Council for National Policy. Now, this is a not-very-well-known group, but it’s an umbrella group that oversees dozens of Christian Right groups, like Focus on the Family, which is James Dobson’s group. The Moral Majority was part of it, and so on. And within it was a much smaller group called the Arlington Group, of about fifty religious leaders. Now, they were in regular contact with Karl Rove. And what you have in the Christian Right is as many as 80 million adult evangelicals. You have about 200,000 pastors, and they operate almost as precinct captains did in the labor unions for the Democratic Party. So this is a vast populist movement that operates as part of the Christian Republican Party, and they have regular contact with the White House. [emphasis added]

[*author of: The Fall of the House of Bush: The Untold Story of How a Band of True Believers Seized the Executive Branch, Started the Iraq War, and Still Imperils America’s Future. **one of the authors of the Left Behind series of novels on Armageddon.]

In Tolkien’s Lord of the Rings trilogy, he writes of an adviser to a King and gives him the name “Wormtongue”. Rove, an unnoticed cold heart, with a clever mind, had effects on others only few would notice.

Mr. Greenspan described his own emotional journey in dealing with Mr. Bush, from an initial elation about the return of his old friends from the Ford White House – including Mr. Cheney and Donald H. Rumsfeld, secretary of defense – to astonishment and then disappointment at how much they had changed.” New York Times book review describing Alan Greenspan’s (former chairman of the Federal Reserve) book: The Age of Turbulence: Adventures in a New World …much to my disappointment, economic policy making in the Bush administration remained firmly in the hands of the White House staff.” He was clearly referring to the political team led by Karl Rove at the White House. Mr. Rove was a neighbor of Mr. Greenspan in a leafy enclave near the Potomac River, but the two men almost never had a conversation.” [emphasis added]

Around the time of the movie the Matrix, which introduced us to the fictional synthetic intelligence as master programmer: the Architect … this observation was made

Dubbed the “architect” and “Bush’s brain”, Rove plotted the rise of George W Bush and departed the White House after the disastrous 2006 mid-term elections. Successful punditry is a combination of real political experience, intellectual nimbleness, a provocative turn of phrase and a coherent point of view. Rove, a Fox News commentator and contributor to Newsweek and the Wall Street Journal, has all these qualities.

Rove isn’t perfect, and was not above cheating if there was a way not to get caught. I recall him on Fox News, as the 2006 bi-election was clearly headed to give the House to the Democrats, insisting over and over again that the numbers would be different than they actually were. He was wrong.

Why? Because he is blind to real people’s feelings – no empathy. His numbers ran aground on changes of heart that only appear in the voting booth, at the last moment. Still …

Democrats may protest that they would rather see him in jail than on their television screens but they can’t help noting what he says. Whether outlining what the Democrats should do or outlining John McCain’s rocky path to victory (and McCain has followed his advice almost to the letter), Rove’s take is important and often surprising. Expect the name Rove to come up frequently on the campaign trail – and in coverage of it.” Comments in the British newspaper The Telegraph, who ranked Rove (since leaving the White House) as the number one (of the top 50) pundits in U.S. Politics, Friday, May 2nd, 2008.

Then there is something he instituted all the way back in Texas, and for which most who know of this, don’t realize the genius in it: the infamous Talking Points.

They changed daily as needed. From Rove’s offices there would come the themes of the day, and these were sent to Fox News, to all the conservative radio hosts, and even smaller television stations. Those who received these talking points realized the effect of one story repeated over and over again everywhere. The truth didn’t matter at all. Just repetitions of vague platitudes and wild assertions, all helping folk find that source of news that fits their already existing biases.

Rush Limbaugh anyone?

Rove created a number-savvy mechanical process that eats the truth, and bends every event and tragedy into a political question. That’s Rovism: Truth’s irrelvant. Change the narrative everyday (a constant stream of red meat for the always looking for the sensational major media).

Trump’s political luck was born in Rovism, and Trump’s base had been indoctrinated in the Way of it for years.

Rove is someone people are inclined to lean upon, given his advice on campaign matters is so acute. He has come. He has taught and pioneered a garden of liars, all feasting on fake news, fake personalities, and vague promises. When Obama choose to not punish BushII&company for lying us into two disastrous wars (one of which just became the longest war in our history), weeds and dangerous seed of Rovism remained in place, which eventually delivered the first over-ripe&decaying fruit: Donald Trump.

The garden of democracy is in need of new blood. Will we be civil? That tale is yet to tell itself.

{For a dangerous excursion into shamanistic territories, here is a link to “Outrageous Genius”, where I out Rove as the incarnation of the Ice-Geometry-near Divinity Ahriman, in the terminology of Rudolf Steiner’s Spiritual Science. Abstract Intellectual Thinking – without the heart’s warmth&compassion asserted inwardly to moderate it – leads to folly. http://ipwebdev.com/hermit/genius.html }

end times dreaming

Notes on 2020 election in America … what is it about?
The link below is to a recent opinion screed, in the New York Times, by Maureen Dowd. As expected (by many actually), the primary season of presidential politics finds the Democrats once again eating their young.

Republicans need do no opposition research until late in the cycle, because the Democrats will be dissecting each other with verve and creativity, finding dirt/failures/flaws in each other most of which are of no importance whatsoever.

“Pick me. I’m wonderful. Better than the others, who are basically wrong.”

Dowd is a fixture of “inside the beltway” Washington political culture. She is also an insider in both Parties, going to places and parties and meeting almost all the players.

Yes, her preference is for Democrats over Republicans, but still she is doyen of Washington liberal old guard. That’s what is dying, in both Parties – the Old Guard.

For those who might imagine that the 2020 election is a big deal, you are right, but for slightly wrong reasons.

We live in an Age where only the words “Tsunami of History” can describe the darkly lurking future. All the problems are endemic. Scarcities are inevitable. The rare will be fought over. Four Horseman Dancing.

We can’t stop it. We can only survive it. Civilizations have to die, before new culture can renew matters – a Phoenix out of the Ashes rite of passage.

Still … each of us has the maze/labyrinth of one day at a time. A repeating offense on our want for peace and rest. This last we will have to author out or ourselves.

How else does primeval fire – the dragons in us all – get to have a personal journey of self-discovery?

The Foundations of Existence are Spiritual. Western Civilization is dying into a new becoming. And we, … we are what we ourselves make of the bits and pieces of the Great Unsetting the Tsunami of History washes up on the shores of our own biography.

In America Party politics are falling apart, and this dangerous journey into social chaos needs (and actually has) personal folk taking care of their own business, while seeking/needing tea & sympathy for the particularly bad days.

Worried about Trump?

He is actually a crazy person, with an ego bigger than possible, a sure recipe for a personal fall from heights into obscurity. Every effort to appeal to the basest motives of his base, costs him votes elsewhere. He certainty wants to go out in blaze of glory, … the problem is that – as with Hillary – the Democrat establishment is so out of touch, it will shoot the truth in the foot, and leave us holding onto … what?

A nominated candidate who can’t win, because the establishment always takes the least risky roads. There would not be a US of A, if once in a while risky road were not taken, but caution rules elites, and the rest of us, …. make friends with your neighbors, and party as if the world would end tomorrow.

It just might.


the mother of all fears

The Mother of all Fears … is that the world might actually make sense.

Tragedy&Comedy always does, but mostly in secret.

The invisible world of spirit is ever-present. Yet, for all that still invisible. For each, there is an inner world of far greater dimensions, for soul&spirit are infinite in time and space. A physical body carries its rider for a life-time, and then when the reigning dust dissolves in rust, the horseless ones stand alone, in good company, echos of lifetimes upon lifetimes … constant reincarnation in our world’s crashing seas of karma rendered justly.

With feelings of terror and pain = giant floating indigestible masses, that must be ridden out of sight. We all hold back, … until we explode and fire hundreds of bullets into a crowd in Las Vegas … still, such a lost soul is also loved, as are we all.

The separation and aloneness of self, a weight without wings. A gravitas of who am I, where am I, why am I, … questions made from iron anchored in granite. The spirit-self, a sword to pull from stone.

To accept that reality of spirit everywhere means Trump&Company have been welcomed by heaven&earth, with the same trials to carry as everyone else. Name a horror that exists, and acknowledge either that the Divine Mystery knows what It is doing, or They is/are completely mad.

In which case then, Logic Announces in Triumph: “If Mad the Gods may be, then from Their Rules, I may Flee.” At which vanity the stars giggle, like teenage girls on a sleepover, taking puffs of some fine strains of the Ganja Goddess.

From what Fae Spirit do you think “intoxication&celebration” came to be. “I am the Lord of the Dance” said He.