The Doors in the Sky & the Keys to the Cave Under the Mountain

The Doors in the Sky & the Keys to the Cave Under the Mountain

Most everyone has some personal idea of spirit, and of mind. We may not believe in spirit, only if we no longer believe in mind. Further, there is no reason to not believe in either. There is no reading of this page of writing without the empirical presence of both mind and spirit.

Ideas from the Cultural East can suggest that just about anything is an illusion. Scientific materialism – all is matter, there is no spirit – seems to assert the absence of spirit, through the vehicle of the mind.

If you can imagine – anything – that act is a Door in the Sky. A theory, or any other “belief” system, is present in the individual mind because of a Door in the Sky, including the assertion that something is not. To hold that something is not, at the very least we have to have an “idea”/experience of that which we reject.

These riddles and quandaries of mind, spirit, matter, illusion, and so forth, are all aspects of the ongoing pandemic-Pandemonium. While we worry over all the material issues, the real magic of this moment is about spiritual revival.

The religion (belief system) of scientific materialism has produced the idea of a contagious germ as a cause of illness. The alleged conspiracy theories – regarding whether the pandemic is real, or some kind of hoax = a social attack on human beings, from other supposedly human beings – those theories are also products of our individual&common Ways of seeing what we assume to be the “real”.

Both are pictures in the Doors in the Sky. The empirical aspect of this involves realizing our own inner causal relationship to these “imaginations”. At the same time, to set out our personal view of whatever the “truth” of the situation is, … that required the application of forces of the will. We do it. We sell it to each other. Sometimes we punish each other if “they” don’t have the same willed-idea as do we.

Scientific Materialism is a huge Idea. It claims to “explain” everything, and its priests – scientists – assert a better knowing than those of us who are not scientists. Fauci is a super used car salesman of an idea – a complex of concepts that I call the Narrative, which happens to be capable of making a few people even more powerful and rich. Unfortunately, the Narrative comes wrapped in the anti-human package of be scared to death of each other.

In spite of our spiritual and meditative accomplishments, most of us are still materialists. We use all kinds of words that are fully materialistic, such as the word (abstract cause and effect idea) “gravity”. Or “outer space”. From the point of view of an empirical science of the spirit those ideas lack recognition that behind all material/physical events stands the Divine Mystery, a complex of immortal beings sometimes called: Gods&Goddesses.

Outer space is not physical. That idea of endless empty space [1] is a concept/imagination that assumes otherwise, yet fails when we get this statement, which is both scientific, religious, and artistic (necessary for all true ideas/mind pictures): “In It (the Word) was Life, and the Life was the Light of the World.”

Gravity is one aspect, or manifestation, of the Holy Mother. We surrender to Her each night, seeking the Seas of Morpheus, and their gentle ministrations that only come if we can quiet spirit / mind / imagination – at least for a moment forgetting the troubles&worries of our day to day existence.

In sleep is one of the Keys to the Cave Under the Mountain.

There are eight keys, and they come in pairs: Waking and Sleeping; Living and Dying; Sanity and Madness; and, Remembering and Forgetting.

Jung and others called the Cave Under the Mountain the unconscious. If you are up to it, as a kind of shamanistic adventure, becoming more intimately self-aware of the own dark is crucial. Behind the facade of the Natural world of beings-material, are beings-invisible, who nonetheless rule all material manifestations.

Fear lurks there – in the dark. And Rage. The spirit-will of the human being is of the Wild, not just the Tame. Most of us tame the pictures we make in the Doors in the Sky, while our own appetites remain a mystery. Yes, the mad appear to not be able to tame their minds, … yet our mistake is to not recognize that madness is real, and darkness feasts there – a kind of anti-Life and Light. Some folk prefer madness to sanity. A few don’t even know that this was a choice. Yet, we escape into sleep, and death , and madness, and forgetting. Escape.

The idea/theory that a germ is a cause of certain kinds of illness is not true. At the same time, the religion of Scientism teaches this as a core belief. We are raised to believe it. We are given vaccines to prove (or not) that this germ-theory represents real facts of illness.

In the world of concepts&ideas, which circle around the personality of Rudolf Steiner, there is the idea that vaccinations will cause folk to no longer be able to experience the spirit. To this mind/spirit, it is not the substances – the poisons – that produce that effect, as much it is our systems of belief that produce the effect.

We are taught it as a tenant of a belief system full of errors of thought. Doors in the Sky of the Mind that lead to illusions, not the truth.

The mere fact that scientific materialism offers this “germ” idea/complex of concepts, is proof that there is a fundamental error of thought in play. One of the great ironies of this time, is how hard some folk want to assert religion is bunk, yet allow themselves to slavishly follow a basic principle of the religion of scientific materialism.

If this seems a bit too vague, just consider how many ideas we have of the world, via science, that require the rejection of spirit. The germ-theory is just one of many illusions, carried by language, into the where inside us that is not free … minds captured by the idea/complex of concepts, via ordinary schooling.

The miracle is this: the Pandemonium aspect of this pandemic is from the Mother. She gives to us the task to see through scientific materialism, in large part because that view is fundamentally anti-human. To the religions of Scientism we are just accidental bits of matter, that over eons of time, randomly generated what we think of as “mind”. The Mystery did not make us, says scientific materialism.

Really?

Oh, by the way scientific materialism, can you create consciousness? Just asking …

At the same time, we each have minds, and hearts – the latter being even more important to a “human” being, that the jungle of competing thoughts.

Driven by impulses, rooted in the Cave Under the Mountain, we are habituated by many appetites, whose source is in shadows. There is a gap in between our Doors in the Sky, and our knowledge of the Cave Under the Mountain. We are not just ill from the poisons in the air, the water, the food, and, the medicines, … we are even more ill from the poisons in the ideas of the religion of scientific materialism.

Why? Because scientific materialism is heartless. When the poet speaks of the heart as broken, this is real, and many people suffer in this chaos of the pandemic-Pandemonium precisely because this assault on humanity breaks the hearts of naturally empathetic and sensitive people. We know this in the wreckage of our caregivers: the doctors, the nurses, the aides, and the keep the place antiseptically clean folk.

Now the Mystery loves us. They just want us to grow up a bit, so They gift us with a horrific set of challenges (the Pandemonium), that slow the rush of civilization down, and encourage reflection on all aspects of existence, including the value of the ideas/collection of concepts and beliefs of scientific materialism.

We made it … this religion. We worship it, and are dominated by it. Still, “we” have to unmake it. Good mothers make the children clean up after themselves. She will not save us from this task.

We have the opportunity to re-ensoul our experience of the “Natural” world, of which we are a crucial part. We are Nature looking at Itself.

There need be no “things” anymore. All Our Relations includes the green world, the stone folk, the four legged and the winged, and all manner of invisible to the senses creatures, such as the beings of the four elements.

Faerie folk are there. We have just forgotten them. Remembering, again, is one of the Keys to the Cave under the Mountain.

[1] “The Misconception of Cosmic Space As Appears In the Ideas of Modern Astronomy – and as contained in the understandably limited thinking embodied in the conceptions of the nature of parallax and redshift -” http://ipwebdev.com/hermit/space.html

Rage, Impotence, and Depression

Rage, Impotence, and Depression

I scream at the TV’s Evening News. There is a part of me that wants to kill, murder, and maim – the news readers, who obviously are in thrall to the millions they get paid to mouth the accepted Narrative are high on my list. Then there are the politicians, who are so afraid of their press, they too refuse to question, to think, to want to have the truth behind the storm of lies being feed the world by anti-human powers, lurking in the conscienceless multinational corporations.

I rage at the Gods, the Mystery, for letting a new potential holocaust arise. Yes, it is people, and karma, and all kinds of reasons for the Divine to leave us to our own devices. I get it. I just don’t have to like it. I really don’t.

I rage at friends and family, and even my Lady, as they swallow whole a Narrative false on its face, if you trouble to resist authority – at least a little bit – telling you what to think.

I fantasize getting a 50 caliber long rifle that can shoot incendiary rounds from 2000 yards out, and going around the country shooting up corporate headquarters, and the walled castles behind which the rich and powerful – who don’t give a shit about anyone else – hide. Private armies, sure I get it, but factually there are more of us than there are of them.

Ordinary folk outnumber the rich and their bullies a million to one. At least. Talk about a zombie apocalypse. The folk wake up to their rage, which has been hidden behind their fears. Imagine people realizing that the idea of karma and reincarnation means that their spirit cannot be killed, and will rise from death, into a new life and another time.

I heard a tale, of a meeting between some friends of mine (I couldn’t attend), and someone from the Federal Reserve Bank in Boston. He told my friends two things. One: there may be thousands of CEO’s and other officers running banks on a day to day basis, and perhaps only a hundred people in the banking industry who know how money actually works. Two: You could make a TV show that lasts about 90 minutes, and reveals the truth about money. By the next morning all the banks in the country would have been burned to the ground.

Where’s the Rage?

At the folk who believe they have a right to own the world – to own the Mother, for god’s sake – and not only to own Her, but to rule us – and Her children – to be their workers, consumers, and cannon fodder.

Where’s the Rage?

At the folks who don’t question authority. Their acceptance and meekness encourages the armies of the dark. It is understandable, they have been too busy getting by, raising the kids, and creating the wealth. Those days are over, if you think about it.

Those 50 million lost jobs are not coming back. The coming world-wide depression will make the last one seem like a picnic. If, as was written recently in the New York Times, that 80% of the restaurants in New York City were unable to pay their June 2020 rent, this also means Land Lords will be unable to maintain their own highly leveraged loans, and as those fail, the banks “owed the money” will fail. The financial institutions that hold the bank stocks will fail. The Stock Market will close. What’s coming will make 2008 look like a badly made preview of a real disaster movie, hanging just out of sight, and around a corner.

Where’s the Rage?

Partly we feel it, … instinctively. We just don’t want to feel it. Why do we not want to feel it? Because when we accept that, the next troublesome feeling will be Impotence. Where do we express our Rage? Washington D.C.? Wall Street? Our next door neighbor who won’t wear a mask? Who won’t trust authority?

So we line up in long long lines, seeking handouts from the government, and food, and of course, don’t forget the test to see if you have got “IT”.

The pandemic is a house of cards of lies, and damn lies, and statistics.

Imagine you could see now, what your future self will know – hopefully not to late. After the 1918, alleged small pox pandemic (flu), the results when examined falsified the idea of there being a bug as the cause of the illnesses. This factoid, however, was not useful to profits that could be made through developing and selling “vaccines” that will prevent these diseases. That true history was then overwritten with a false history.

The News Business was always corrupt, given the power that went with being able to get the public to believe the lies. Hearst, of the Hearst chain of newspapers, owned a lot of “forests”, and his biggest competitor for the production of news-print paper was a weed, called Marijuana. Hearst paper’s then began a process of demonization of this remarkable plant, from which clothing and other necessaries could be made. Easy to grow, easy to harvest, with the additional virtues of many many well known medicinal properties. Just get a pharmacist’s text from around the beginning of the 20th Century.

We have finally gotten back what was stolen … but not without a war over the truth. Medical and recreational Ganja is crucial to traveling the seas in front of us. Ask any county sheriff whether he would rather make a domestic house call to a place where stoners hang out, than one where alcoholics hang out.

If we do not express our rage, and work past our feelings of impotence, we will eat those feelings and depression will be the result. Energy, meant to go out, is kept in, and then sours in the soul.

One of the curious aspects of this faked up pandemic is that it is in America, where the core trial lurks. In the back rooms of the bent minds that service the rich&powerful, it is known that the American is the sovereign, something also stolen from our histories. Our constitution is a temporary grant of power, which can be taken back.

It has been important then to the Lords of Finance that the Americans be kept docile. Nose to the grindstone. Always a little bit ill, and in need of medicines filled with side-effects (aka: poison). Still, to the extent any rich idiot thought that it was possible to continue to control large populations with lies, that time has ended. We are now right where Lincoln phrased it: “you can’t fool all of the people all of the time”.

Meanwhile, sell the tale that a good education (actually training for jobs, which does not means one is “educated”) is necessary, and since the Fed continues to need to put money into circulation via loans, lets load up our young with unrealizable dreams, and mountains of debt.

Don’t be a fool. Be enraged. Refuse to bow to authority, or accept in any way impotence. Act out your feelings. Take the sour inside and puke it on the rich. Burn down their banks. Shoot up their corporate headquarters. Not! As pleasing as that might be.

Still the feelings – when acknowledged – are powerful emotional/spiritual energies. Realize that your neighbor, of whatever race and/or religion, is standing up to his neck in the same bullshit in which you stand.

Here’s the crucial truths. There are more of us, than there are of them – millions more. Don’t look to the government for anything, they work for the owners. Look to each other. There is now arising an army of the unemployed, which doesn’t yet know it is an army. We also have great wisdom lurking in our elders, a few of which even remember and survived (as children) the former great depression.

Let the system fail. That can’t be stopped. Inside that chaos, make up new communities of mutual support. Act locally, but keep in the mind the global aspects – everybody is trying to work past their rage, impotence, looming depression … and then what?

Have a party.

Why? We are winning.

Years ago, in the 1950’s, I came awake to politricks. There was a kind of veil over reality, the terrible realities of the abuse of ordinary people, by the wealthy and powerful. There was also rage and distrust, slowly simmering, and on occasion riotous. Civil Rights movement. Anti-Vietnam war movement. Women’s Rights movement. Gay rights movement.

Bit by bit it became harder for the powers that be to hide from sight. JFK being killed awoke a large seed of doubt. 9/11 another seed.

Our artists entered the fray, … Mr. Robot could not have been made in the “90’s”. West Wing, Newsroom, possibilities dreamed, yet always in the sense that something lurked in the background. Rock’n Roll, Hip Hop, films about the Pentagon Papers, and the lies or torture done by the CIA. Snowden, Manning, and Assange, pull down the pants of the Intelligence Apparatus.

The hidden persuaders more and more unmasked, and here we are faced with Them making one last desperate assault on the whole human race.

They are enemies of us all, and given that for the ordinary, the enemy of my enemy is my friend … we truly are many,

Throw a party. Get intoxicated and dance. Youth knows this instinctively, and always youth justly believes it will live forever. Why? Because we do live and die and then live again.

So here you are, at the party at the end of Western Civilization. You also see Them, the Owners. Stop buying Their b.s. Be not fooled. Trust each other, and the rest will take care of itself.

Once Upon A-Cross the Pond … a Faerie Tale

Once Upon A-Cross the Pond … a Faerie Tale

America is an odd place in which to grow up. We are not English, or French, or other national identity as a People. In harsh truth we are the wild adolescent child of the other world cultures, who then are our spiritural Mother and Father. We are becoming a People of Peoples, something not yet. The American Dream is not really about America now, but about America later.

On an esoteric level, we are a People of the Will. This is so all the way back into the aboriginal mists of time. The astral geography of the Americas is more dense than elsewhere in the world, which is why we are blessed&cursed with a stronger double than other folk.

It is why Ahriman incarnated here, on December 25, 1950 [1]. Why the atomic bomb was created here, as a harbinger of his arrival. This is why the end of the Second Millennium Dionysian Rite of the 1960’s was born here, eventually producing Rock’n Roll, and then Hip Hop, both of which became world-wide forms of music among the young, helping them break the ties of what Steiner called the: “group soul”.

Steiner describes us as “natural” or “instinctive” anthroposophists [2]. As English speakers we are also instinctively in the Consciousness Soul in our Life of Rights [3]. Yet, for all that Steiner said about America (the US of A) and Americans, there is a lot he could only guess at.

For some reason, Americans are having a very hard time with the pandemic-Pandemonium – that is, if the numbers are even half accurate. As a spiritual social scientist I have observed that the two party system in America has been basically eating its children. Our government mostly takes care of the Owners, at the expense of the ordinary. Americans are – in a lot of ways – not much use to the Lords of Finance, except as workers, consumers, and cannon fodder.

Yet, we are not entirely asleep, even with most living pay check to pay check, and carrying a mountain of debt. The Peace Corp was born here. And, the Marshall Plan. Our folk tales are Westerns [4]. The computer revolution began here, for good and for ill.

We are a land of big ideas, and larger than life tall tales, such as Pecos Bill, and Paul Bunyan, with his giant pal: Babe, the blue ox. Carl Stegmann pointed his students in the directions of what he called: ‘giant-ism”, particularly the great Redwood forests, and giant Sequoia, that grew on the coast of California, where two fields of the Earth’s four ethereal North-South life organisms intermingle.

Howard Hughes. Bill Gates. Lincoln. A big land for big personalities.

Where we are also sort of awake is in the appetites, which are themselves Mysteries of the Will. Depending on the source, Americans consume something like 30% of the world’s resources, while being only a little over 4% of the world’s people. We like to spend money, when we have it, and now all of a sudden we do not have it.

If we imagine that the worst case political effect of the p-P (the pandemic-Pandemonium), it is to be many millions of unemployed unhappy people with too much debt, habituated to the best fruit and vegetables on the planet, … we might get a sense there of a dangerous social fault line. When I was first studying the “spiritual America”, under the direction of the retired CC priest Carl Stegmann ([5], we generally agreed that we were being kept docile by bread and circuses (lots of fast food, and entertainment – professional football, NASCAR racing, and an endless supply of movies and television).

Who, or what, or why is it necessary to keep Americans docile? Admiral Yamamoto, after the Japanese victory at Pearl Harbor, was not as celebratory as his staff, and when questioned replied: “I am afraid we have woken a sleeping dragon.”

Trump, a fool’s tool – in fact his reign is a contribution from Raven, Loki, and Coyote (the trickster spirits) – continuing the living social digestive processes by which the two political parties are being dissected via their own internal flaws and assumptions [6]. They continue to slavishly serve the Owners, and more and more that has become apparent. Before the p-P, we didn’t have time to take stock. Now we do.

Just consider this instance – worth a thousand – via the presence of the Mother in the Aftermath – first, the weeks of confinement, separation, and contemplation built up serious unspent psychic energies. Then, with a tiny chess move via the Mystery, some police kill another black man, and folks do not like it. Enough is enough. All sorts – not having their usual entertainments, provided for/by regular catharsis via college and professional sports events, involving intoxication, and yelling and screaming – these folks with bottled up emotions, spilled into the streets, and the whole world felt their pain. [7]

Rudolf Steiner often said to trust the future, in spite of warning us of all the darkest potentials waiting in the wings.

Something unusual is happening, that might not be noticed by the Aristotelians in the Anthroposophical community. It is one of those weird karma deals with the Platonists. Many folk in the Steiner world see that P&A bit as a kind of what is the philosophical nature/difference between the P’s&A’s.

The wonderful truth is that a few of the folk, who hung out at Chartres, were not all that “high and mighty”. The P’s in particular were quite earthy, not ashamed to get drunk, and certainly not weary of beautiful women. Such tales tho’ get edited out by historians, who imagine all deeply spiritual people must be modest of dress, and never coarse in speech.

Whether Steiner knew this or not, his social world was very uptight and formal regarding intimacy, such that many nuances of the past had to get laid in the dust. For example, we have this idea of the Twelve and Him, wandering around deserts and such, never needing to relieve themselves, or perhaps even get intoxicated and dance. A lot of what transpired in Palestine 2000 years ago was about just being human.

The modern Platonists, of which I was one – who were at the Culmination (8) – did not know they were at such an extraordinary (as described by Steiner) event. They didn’t know one of their members had been Steiner, and neither did he. They did spend six years (1997 to 2003) sharing the same internet chat-room, called the Ark, which had previously been called: Anthroposophia.

Several were having deep spiritual experiences. We talked about Steiner, Tomberg, and other fluff and bother which “spiritually minded” folk talked about. We taught each other. One story – a crucial one at that – will have to suffice at this point:

In the early Autumn of the year 2000, one of our members had been asked by Christ to go to Morocco (she spoke French) and spend time with local people for the month of Ramadan. “Chance” led her to spending the whole time in the women’s rooms of a large family compound. Following her return she began sharing what she called her: Ramadan diaries.

When 9/11 happened a year later, we knew why she had been sent.

Few of us were happy with the spiritual state of the Anthroposophical Society. We did not like at all the constant quoting of Steiner. Given the internet, our small membership was world-wide, although we had strict behavioral rules, having empowered one of members complete autonomy as regards blocking trolls and such.

There are curious aspects to the whole thing. For example, not too long after the group gave up warding off trolls, Harvey Bornfield (aka: Steiner) died on Sunday, January 8th, 2006. I did not know at that time the connection, but upon his death I took all of his posts that I had saved, and made them into a book (9). Not too long afterwards, my hard drive died, and all the rest of the Ark discussions disappeared. Without that inspired effort, we would not know of the former great initiates thoughts, when leading an ordinary life. Of course, to know them, the reader needs to get the book or go to my website. They are meant to be read aloud, by the way.

In the East (in a social/soul sense), enlightenment. In the social/soul Center, initiation. In the true social/soul West – the Americas, … shamanism. [my studies of Steiner led me to seeing that he used East and West to refer to spiritual culture, and East, Center, and West to refer to social/soul life [10].

Shamans are aspects of Earth religions. If, following Tomberg’s indications in his studies on the Foundation Stone Meditation, there is – for new spiritual impulses – a gesture that moves from East to West, … then to my cognitive imagination, more heavenly impulses are creative in the soul of the social East, in the Center, impulses to build a bridge – via art – from the heavenly to the earthly, finally coming to rest as a fully earthly spiritual impulse in the Americas.

At the same time, America was in the 20th Century invaded from the East, with Zen, Tibetan Buddhism, Hinduism, Yoga, … all manner of heavenly conceptualizations of the goal of humanity [11]. This was a crucial influence, for it opposed the scientific materialism born in Europe in the 19th Century.

There was something else that came with the 1960’s. Non-aboriginal Americans began to discover that we built our money palace on top of someone else’s church. This allowed from the earth-direction for another spiritual helper with which to tame scientific materialism. Not only that, but among those riches of native wisdom was the tale of the True White Brother [12], who would come at a time of great need.

Nicely cooked via this long simmering social/spiritual stew of East and West and Center spiritual life, there emerged three still living Americans. One aspect of the Culmination – as an unfolding process – was to support the development of these rather peculiar personalities, once their biographies are properly seen. They devoted themselves to the spirit, and were cursed with talent. Three Platonists if you will, this fact made most especially obvious by their accomplishments (deeds) as scientists of the spirit, while also being kin to mystics and magicians.

That was Tomberg’s basic argument (13) with Steiner, which was that the Christ-knowing was also a mystical and magical experience, not just “scientific” and rational.

Three odd souls … traveling as we all do the course of their lives, and for these three a cascade of spiritual experiences, many of the sort where the Encounter is as if our own soul/spirit was being played – by Them – like a flute. The best idea I have come to, for these “interventions”, is Divine Whimsy.

Sure we were seekers, serious and learned and daring and crazy. But that doesn’t account for the gifts, which are sourced in the Divine Mystery, and are not just acquired by practiced cognitive skills. The Ark was a profound destiny-meeting for the three of us, yet only just one more spiritual adventure in a lives of fundamentally devotional existence [14].

Before I met Steiner through his books in 1978, I was a serious and naturally gifted student of the Hermetic Science (magic) of the ancient Egyptians, as taught via the works of Franz Bardon. Upon meeting Steiner, I set aside the more practical aspects of those studies, and was soon deeply into Steiner’s science of knowing (GA-1 to GA-4), all the Goethean science I could get my hands on, including reading a lot of Owen Barfield.

In 1986, while I was living at the foot of Mt. Shasta in northern California, Christ asked me to join the Catholic Church. “Asked” hardly expresses what happens when we are “touched” unexpectedly and changed. In 1978, as I transitioned from Bardon to Steiner, the Burning Bush “physically” came by my place of work, with His own version of Blessing this transition from ancient Moon (Saturn) Mysteries, and the new Sun Mysteries.

On Epiphany 2008, I was initiated into the Mysteries of the Mother, at Her intention / attention / intervention. My physical, astral, and ethereal bodies had just turned 67. In the Winter season of 2009 over to 2010, I enjoyed the pleasures of the Lower Guardian (and yes, I am being sarcastic), follow by the ministrations of the Greater Guardian a few weeks later [15].

It was after the latter event that I took up – unexpectedly – writing my spiritual social science book: “The Art of God: an actual theory of Everything” (16). In that book I took the religious question, turned it into a “theory”, and offered that “theory” as a better explanation of human existence than is offered by big bang cosmology, and Darwinian evolution.

As my “soul” began to no longer strive (the decade of the 70’s in the biography leads to second childhood, where coloring outside the lines becomes – necessary), having understood Tomberg’s “learn to think on your knees”, and now experiencing Steiner’s “It thinks in me”, I wrote a dozen books, hundreds of essays, and made over 270 videos for YouTube (the most favorite being themed: “On Becoming a Real Wizard” [17].

That set of over 30 videos has been the most popular, and was designed to help the Harry Potter generation understand that a wizard is not someone who waves a magic wand and speaks special incantations. A real wizard is a seeker after wisdom, and even in the first video, as an example of where I was heading, I held up a copy of George Adams’ “Physical and Ethereal Spaces”.

182,000 watched #1 so far, with only 1500 going all the way to #31. I continue to get goofy messages from young kids who come by, and at the same time messages from folk who are quite happy to have entered this realm in a healthy way.

In all that essay writing, the most interesting was: “Saving the Catholic (universal&Christian) Religion, from the failing Roman Church” (18). Rudolf Steiner & Friends play a major role in that potential work of art.

Lately I’ve been able to find a deeper connection with the Emerald Tablet [19]. I even wrote a 12 part essay on the relationship between the four classical elements of antiquity (fire/will; air/intellect; water/feeling; and, earth/consciousness) and the four fundamental forces/transformations of modern physics. (20) As well as an essay on: Where did the Father go to Rest, after the Creation? (21)

I personally consider the most important act folk of the modern Kings stream can make is to Wash the Feet of the Shepherds stream. She does not want – at the beginning of the Third Millennium – for us to be at odds with each other. Their/our mutual strength is sorely needed (22).

Besides myself, there was another male pagan-like fellow on the Ark, named Stephen Clarke. He had his own business keeping in good repair high end European cars – he called it: Mozart’s Garage. This work was in Sante Fe, New Mexico, which made Stephen’s journeys to make friends with the aboriginal folk a natural curiosity. Seems that when you earn the chance to be in their company, the mystery teachers of the Hopi, the Navajo, and the Pueblo, have a lot to offer.

His life adventures have included the “meeting aliens” experience. These are often involuntary in a way, a kind being spiritually touched by the entities of the luminous darkness of the Inner Earth. When Stephen began to try to overcome his fears by loving these “visitors”, everything changed. Out of his love and surrender, their true nature more and more appeared. From this began many personal visits to the Inner Earth, often all the way to where the Mother & Her Court hung out, which Stephen described as conversations over tea.

He casually mentioned to me one day that he was curious about just where did Christ go on Saturday. Spiritual truth and reality gave him a very difficult task in this pursuit, especially considering Steiner’s remarks on some kind of evil lurking in the Inner Earth.

I thought of him as a kind of scholar-seer. He had a large office at his very clean and organized shop. A few thousand books, and when I visited there he described that he spent about $800 dollars a month talking to far away people whose interests he shared. Back then. Now is a different, and private story.

He gave me two of his unpublished works: “Close Encounters of the Fifth Kind”, about the “alien” pathway; and “Short Circuit”, which was about his perception of why the A. Society and friends seemed so lost. At one point, when Dornach was holding a special conference to which they had allegedly invited many spiritual leaders from all over the world, Stephen called them on the phone (and sent letters) giving them suggestions for spiritual leaders from the Americas to invite.

No aboriginal spiritual teachers of the Americas were invited, in spite of Stephen’s efforts. Since then he has only hung out with a few Steiner folk – hard to keep interested when talking to a fence post.

He has produced much scholarship based on individual spiritual research and confirmation. Besides discovering an intriguing relationship between Kabbalah and deeper aboriginal symbolism and experiences, Stephen has expended a lot of effort on help us sort out these questions of evil and the Inner Earth.

The first remarkable work of research, can be found here: “Some Notes Toward a Resolution of the Dilemma – in reference to Paul V. O’Leary’s The Inner Life of the Earth” (23) The second is here: “Rudolf Steiner’s “Mexican Mysteries” Re-Imagined” (24) Emotionally hard to read, to accept, and yet entirely clear and remarkable – the story of the deepest spiritual accomplishments of certain aboriginal priests of the time of Christ, who meet Him at the Gate of Death, and accompanied Him to the Holy Mother.

It helps us – and Steiner – to allow for Steiner to be mistaken. In this sense, according to my own research, he sought to investigate the Inner Earth as a spiritual scientist. The true Inner Earth is a locus of such power that scientific materialism does not understand that “gravity” is act of Cosmic Will, of Her Love. To know such we have to surrender, because She is Surrender.


Like is to met like, and we go there awake, just as we go through the gate of death, where are to be plain, human, flawed, ordinary. Any aspect of our ego that feels “special” just finds in Her a mirror of our worst confusions. Steiner had entirely understandable “issues” in the realm of erotic appetites (given the rigid social rules of his time and place) [24], and with this thought we segue to Catherine MacCoun, the third American leg of the gifts of the Platonists to the Aristotelians.

Catherine is the one Christ encouraged to go to Morocco for Ramadan, the year before 9/11.

She was born and raised Catholic, and began to have inner visions after her mother’s suicide, when Catherine was 17. While she was with us, she had an ongoing relationship with a man whose illness would lead to an early death. This called to my mind the love of his life of the individuality Novalis, although this time around the sexual roles were reversed.

Catherine made her living (and I believe still does) helping writers write the book they want to write. Recently, when I was rereading her essay (25) about Steiner, and the sexual scandal of 1915, I once again was in wonder at her knowledge and erudition. Then it struck me. What an astounding way to learn. Helping minds, with their own genius, bring that gift to the written word.

She came and went from the Ark. One such journey arose when we had been discussing Steiner’s ideas about the Jesuits. He had made remarks about the Loyola meditations having undesirable consequences for the soul. Catherine being Catherine dropped away for 6 months, so as to practice the meditations herself, and form her own judgments.

The collective resolution, of those of us who cared, was that Catherine, in finding no problems with the meditations, was following their original formulation. A formulation that had drifted in time from their original nature, which is what Steiner encountered over 300 years later.

Catherine had odd holes in her knowledge of Steiner. When I made a reference to Goethe’s phenomenological approach, and Steiner’s book GA-2, she was not familiar with that (although she was well read of his The Philosophy of Freedom). All the same, if someone made a seriously confused argument, her mind was the mind that set them straight, often with a bit of fire. Not in a flame-war sense, but simply by the critical intelligence and subtle ranging vocabulary she brought to the matter.

Before the time of the Ark, Catherine had been a student for 15 years of Chogyam Trungpa, Tibetan Lama and teacher. His was the founder of what is now called: Naropa University. in Boulder Colorado. He is said to have replied, when asked about creating a spiritual school for children, “go see the Waldorf Schools”.

I had read his books, heard him lecture, and personally knew several of his students, during my Berkeley years. I had written a small essay on the Four Noble Truths [26], which Catherine read, and told me I did not get “it”.

On December 23rd, 2008, she published her masterpiece: “On Becoming an Alchemist – a Guide for the Modern Magician” [27]. She mostly describes this work as a fusion of Christian and Tibetan Alchemy, a matter it is pointless to doubt. In it she at one point, after changing the name to Hank, tells a story about me from the Ark. I returned the favor by writing a review of her book [28].

Consider, … that among three individuals from the Culmination, are remarkable connections between Christianity, and – for me – the Hermetic Science of the ancient Egyptians; for Stephen a deep connection to the Christ Event, via the still practiced aboriginal wisdoms of the Americas; while through Catherine a modern Christ oriented link to wisdom that survived the Fall of Atlantis.

… next, some considerations of the coming tsunami of future history … based upon four decades of Goethean research into the social&political life of humanity, coupled with an intimate involvement with the Mother …

First Unity, then Duality – Father One, and Mother Many, a paradox resolved into a secondary Unity: the Son. These creative powers are faces of the as above, so below, and as below, so above, generating the miracle of the one.

We are parts, only via our view of existence. From the view of the Mystery, all remains One.

In my book “The Art of God”, I write of what I call: the primal paradox, which is: From the point of view of the Mystery the Creation is perfect, and this perfection includes the right of the Children to see everywhere imperfection, and to act upon it.

It helps to still the sense of linear time, as a kind of line going from past to future. Instead, as the poets might suggest, reality is a cosmic chicken&egg, continuously birthing out of the Now, the next Now, and then the next Now – forever. [29]

Some years ago, it first dawned on me that it wasn’t so much the disasters that marked the course of “time”, but the Aftermath, the what happens next. For example, in the US of A, in our bread basket as it were, endures flood after flood after flood. Makes no difference how hard we try to tame and rule the waters of life with dams and levies.

After the flood, we find chaos. People displaced, homes destroyed. This is horrible we believe. However, in the Aftermath, life habits upset, leads to potentially new life habits. Excesses of too much stuff is transformed into an appreciation of how little we need; and, at the same time, the more crucial life experience (Mom’s lessons): being how much we need each other. [30]

In the land of Trump, we can find folk of quite different political orientations living side by side in a school gym, sleeping on cots, receiving gifts of clothes and necessaries, and each other’s company for the needed sympathy – sharing the survival, makes social bonds that otherwise don’t get made.

The mark of this age, in Steiner speak, is the Consciousness Soul. Keep in mind that in the age of the Sentient Soul no one needed that name for those experiences that Life was providing. Same with today.

Each individual biography is a work of participated art – we are not alone. The hallmark of this Age, as seen by those whose arts produce dramas in the movies and on television, is personal moral crisis. You don’t have to name it, to see life is giving out such troubles that individual choices must be made.

No murder or abortion is like any other, given the crucial nature of situational details. We are tasked not to find the right thing to do, so much as to invent the right thing to do, out of our own inner activity.

The director, actor, writer, composer etc. Clint Eastwood has two films that are good examples: “Million Dollar Baby”, and “Gran Torino”. In each film Eastwood plays an older man, confronted by the choices he makes, and which choices have contributed to the present moral riddle. In each film the man is a Catholic by birth; and, he has conversations in the first film with an older priest, and in the second film by a younger priest.

The priests have no satisfactory answers to his questions. Even the surrounding social realm offers no wisdom. Alone with his need to choose, in a crucial scene in Gran Torino, the man is standing in his kitchen, with a boy from next door who shares the situational question, but burns with a need for immediate violence. Eastwood’s character is just leaning against a counter, when the boy asks him what is he doing, why aren’t they going after the evil doers.

The response to the question of what is he doing, is: “I’m thinking”.

Now imagine 8 billion biographies needing the same destiny moments of difficult choices, each unique.

This is the Art of “She Who has the Whole World in His Hands”; aka: Divine Providence.

Even those, who may have some kind of nefarious motive as regards the pandemic, will have their personal moments. Nobody is getting a free pass. All must endure alchemical biographical trials, including the Lords of Finance, the occult Brotherhoods, the fools playing with biological mysteries of which they know little … the rule of Divine Providence is this: Everyone gets just enough rope by which to hang themselves.

This Presence within/behind/below/above the pandemic is what I call the Pandemonium. That’s Her, putting all our pains and troubles to good use.

Years ago, when I had my first direct intuitive experience of the Mother, I was in an odd mood. I had started the morning ruminating on what a shit I tended to be, and wondered what it must mean to the Mystery, who had to have intimate knowledge of all our pains, whether victim or perpetrator.

I called out in my soul: How do You deal with these horrors we endlessly create? Then, She was there, speaking gently, but firmly: We turn it into Love.

The pandemic is bad, and made worse by human avarice and hungers for power. The Pandemonium is Them, turning our crazy into experiences and opportunities to grow our own moral reality – whatever we may worry, this Life – of one Event (chaos), followed by an Aftermath (opportunity), followed by another Event following by an Aftermath – is Love, have no doubt about it at all.

This Rite is individualized. Individual biographical spiritual needs come before the collective secondary effects we call history. Steiner quoters sometimes forget that he said the are more spiritual beings active behind the veil than we can imagine. Each individual owns a community of such, who are hidden mostly in the will, and the secrets of the appetites – the down and dark of the earth processes, where shamans have to venture.

The basic opposing religion is scientific materialism. Those ideas are being broken, as the germ theory of dis-ease is falsified by what is happening, once we clear away the deadwood of too many numbers.

The Kings stream has a purpose, which is our choice to create. Do we hide in our little institutions, courting spiritual folly be reading too much Steiner? Or do we reach out, to our Christian brothers and sisters, and share with them the New Gospels of the Second Coming of Christ in the Ethereal? [32]

Want to do something about the rape&ruination of the avatar Body of the Holy Mother Earth? Want to be a real environmentalist? Seek and I & Thou relationship with Faerie, the invisibles behind/within the “Natural World”. Even better, file lawsuits every Earth Day, against at least three multinational corporations, on behalf of the Planet, for if a corporation can be a person before the law, then certainly a Planet can be a person before the law. I sent a letter about this possibility to the RSF. They did not even reply. [33]. By the way, just what is “Michaelic Courage”?

Cheers,

joel a. wendt

[zero] https://thecollectiveimagination.com/2020/07/08/once-upon-a-cross-the-pond-a-faerie-tale/

I published this to my blog, before sending a copy to The New View for possible publication and sharing. This first link is to that page, which means if the reader goes there, and bookmarks that page, all the footnotes below will have active links, where needed. In addition, the blog version has “art”.

[1] http://ipwebdev.com/hermit/artofgodreview.html / https://thecollectiveimagination.com/2019/07/19/rovism/ / https://thecollectiveimagination.com/2019/07/22/overcoming-rovism/ / http://ipwebdev.com/hermit/genius.html

[2] “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.” Lectures to the Workmen, 3 March 1923

[3] The Challenge of the Times

[4] Learning to Perceive the American Soul http://ipwebdev.com/hermit/learning.html

[5] https://www.amazon.com/Other-America-Carl-Stegmann/dp/0945803281/ref=sr_1_1?dchild=1&keywords=Carl+Stegmann+the+other+america&qid=1594135247&sr=8-1

[6] “Uncommon Sense* The Degeneration, and the Redemption, of Political Life in America” {why play by the rules, when the game is already fixed} http://ipwebdev.com/hermit/degeneration.html

“Economic and Social Rebellion in an Age of social political chaos” {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

[7] https://thecollectiveimagination.com/2020/06/04/riots-and-such/

[8] http://ipwebdev.com/hermit/Culmination.html

[9] http://ipwebdev.com/hermit/HarveyBornfield.html https://www.lulu.com/en/us/shop/joel-wendt/silent-passage/ebook/product-1m48ekdy.html https://www.lulu.com/en/us/shop/joel-wendt/silent-passage/paperback/product-14knnk4.html

[10] http://ipwebdev.com/hermit/WestandEast.html

[11] http://ipwebdev.com/hermit/CowboyBebop.html

[12] http://ipwebdev.com/hermit/eldbr.html http://ipwebdev.com/hermit/twbhp.html https://bioneers.org/

[13] Meditations on the Tarot: Arcanum I

[14] http://ipwebdev.com/hermit/twotf.html

[15] http://ipwebdev.com/hermit/threshold.html

[16] http://ipwebdev.com/hermit/artofgod.html

[17] https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xBCW9MyliMM&list=PL4CAB86F6A9E5F238

[18] http://ipwebdev.com/hermit/SavingCatholicReligion.html

[19] https://thecollectiveimagination.com/2019/07/27/memories-in-the-dreaming/

[20] https://thecollectiveimagination.com/2019/05/20/letters-about-magic/

[21] https://thecollectiveimagination.com/2020/05/14/electricity-a-devotional-and-artistic-representation/

[22] https://thecollectiveimagination.com/2020/04/19/she-has-the-whole-world-in-his-hands/

[23] https://www.rsarchive.org/RelArtic/ClarkeStephen/Dilemma.php

[24] http://ipwebdev.com/hermit/Clarke5.html

[25] http://ipwebdev.com/hermit/ktmc1.html

[26] http://ipwebdev.com/hermit/thath.html

[27] https://www.amazon.com/Becoming-Alchemist-Guide-Modern-Magician/dp/1590306872/ref=sr_1_1?crid=1F8X94V45HA2K&dchild=1&keywords=on+becoming+an+alchemist+a+guide+for+the+modern+magician&qid=1594171104&sprefix=on+becoming+an+%2Caps%2C155&sr=8-1

[28] http://ipwebdev.com/hermit/CatherineMacCoun.html

[29] https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=H0wVwC6KwKE

[30] https://thecollectiveimagination.com/the-great-unsettling-the-3rd-millennium/

[31] https://thecollectiveimagination.com/2020/04/19/she-has-the-whole-world-in-his-hands/

[32] https://thecollectiveimagination.com/2020/05/30/for-people-of-faith-of-whatever-rite/

[33] https://thecollectiveimagination.com/2020/03/11/dear-rsf-folks/

a poem once wrote me
I was 11 going on 7
It is the favorite reader
of too many books, tho’
modern breath is putrid, and
flowers melt when the masked walk into a room
still, more and more do we understand
that when We create
the next life out of nothing
our pen is whimsy
and the air so refined
it is not even there

poem parks itself here, for a time
wondering

is it welcome?

Faerie Tales

Faerie Tales

According to Tiger-Saucy, the last Faerie teacher of shamans, even in the way back long ago when before, the Weeping of the Mother could be heard. Yet never so much experienced as is revealed in the dream-songs of the Age of the Fall of Western Civilization, where that Trial always lurked at the leading edges of the ever present Now.

Among the Fae, there was a hymn, to She Who has the Whole World in His Hands. It was a song of joy, as the Goddess and Her Court would be able to leave their voluntary waiting in the Mysts … become once more known – directly helping – the lost-in-matter Children. The fall into matter had reached its nadir when the three patriarchal monotheisms were offered, although the pending of confusion-destiny borne in the coming time of the intellect on fire, haunted the Sacrifice at the center.

The knowing of the Goddesses was fading already when He died on the Cross of matter. And with that loss to the song-of-all-that-is, the Children also lost the capacity to see the world as always Whole, never parts.

The first song, from the Hebrews, was a prayer to God-the-Father’s Law. The second song was a prayer to the Son’s ending of the descent into matter. The turning point of time the wizard Rudolf Steiner had called this gesture from endless and unbound Love. The third song – in the Koran – had its own terrible destiny as the act of Surrender was misused by the traditions of male scholars, as had already been done to knowledge of the Law, and later would happen to knowledge of Love .

Still, … Law followed by Love leading to Surrender. Not three religions, One. Matter met and mastered, to eventually be left behind. The last song belonging to the Feminine Mysteries, yet still hidden, and not to be revealed until the Great Trial awoke a hunger to remember Her, in order tame the wild aspects of the intellect unmastered.

This story is introduced in the book of Thoth, via the symbol of the Feminine, gently holding the face of a lion, blessing the nature of holy animality with freedom to become, and to eventually to receive the gift of speech, which is what that kingdom deserved for all their sacrifices.

The Children’s own untamed animality would lead to the moment which the Sage of the Desert had spoken of – just prior to the Incarnation – as bringing with It the baptism of all in fire and holy breath. The Divine Mystery does not lightly sweep the board clean of the Children’s messes, but still, like any good Mother She knows the deeper secrets, such as: That in such moments of outrageous chaos, everyone there volunteered.

The excesses of the intellect must run their course. Their time comes of necessity. Would that at least some of the Children would see this Age as filled with Crafts and Arts as only the Holy Mother could provide, even tho’ not fully remembered.

Many of the Children would forget the Mystery, but the Mystery never forgets Them.

Still the Son re-emerged from the prison of ignorance into which the male scholars had cast Him, and made Himself available to the intellect directly. Personally. Only via remarkable intimacy can He baptize the Children in Fire and Holy Breath.

Still, human folly must run its course. The Children must be free to color outside the lines as they wish. Fate and Fortune must be active in all the little dramas.

Here is a great secret, obvious once stated: Everyone is the right person, in the right place, at the right time. Everyone gets to be here for this Rite, that some will call the pandemic-Pandemonium.

The Artist of Karma, aided by the Mother, dances destruction one day at a time. Atlantis did not fall all at once, but involved a metamorphosis on a scale only the Mystery could imagine and inspire. For each biography is holy art, and such art is to be accomplished with skills most humans fail to appreciate.

The enchantment of the intellect alone, as thought, is to be the principle gift to the Children. Intellect alone – aka: thought’s weakness – is to be redeemed by Magic. Not the imaginary magic of the novelist, but the personal magic of one day at a time. The Labyrinth of the Groundhog Day, ruled by the personal inward trials via the Maze of the Spirit.

Humans give something of the never-before-yet into the Creation. The tenth hierarchy completes a Spiraled Circle, the snake eating its tail, as the law of as above, so below, and as below, so above – resolves itself into wholeness.

Some reading this poem may have forgotten that the New Age has already Dawned, and that among many the Goddess and Her Court were remembered, and old religious practices re-investigated. Still there was a riddle of a puzzle made of words in a science that believes there is only matter, and spirit a fantasy.

That arid intellectual (science without art and religion) view had to crash and burn on such a scale that the whole world would watch this happen and many would be able to participate in this grand metamorphosis. After all, almost all minds have become infected with the matter only tale, and so each needed an individual Way to awake to this, and by their own efforts of will, evolve the matter-only science, into a science where spirit was known just as empirically as matter was known.

The “U” shaped descent into matter via Law (the Father), and the turn for reunification via Love (the Son), would blossom in Surrender (the Mother)

The intellect on its own, for example, tends to abstract cause and effect thinking. When that style of thinking is applied to modern social events, the tendency is to (as with matter-only science) imagine that the nature of the pandemic-Pandemonium involves something untoward going on behind the scenes … this untamed intellect generates conspiracy theories of causality, not noticing the first law all shamans must accept:

If something exists, its existence has been approved from the Sun/Son’s starry heights, to the darkest deeps of the Mother. She is “in” everything, including the wild and chaotic.

The living social life of the Children requires dying and becoming. Have to get rid of the no longer necessary intellect-only view of existence, before we can imagine a new story, one where Faerie and Fae are remembered, and the Mother is honored once more.

In a certain sense (way of seeing, of which there are many) the pandemic is a creature of human darkness. Certain tendencies of thought as regards health and illness, being based on a matter-only world view, have to fail.

The Children need real events in which to wake up those faculties that are not bound by the intellect’s present dominance. The free imagination – which is magical and mystical – is the means.

The Mother is visible, in the social, when we observe a wave of change moving through large groups of people. The changes induce chaos, part of Her forte, and in the Aftermath the human being – in each individual biography – has new choice potentials. These possibilities are not available when the social order is in a steady state.

We each are the darkness of the tunnel of the descent into matter, and the light at the end of it.

Still, She Weeps. Because in those of us riding the tsunami of of future history there will be great pain. For we too, are of the Mother. We care. We hope. We wish. Sometimes we crash about the kitchen throwing things so powerful is our rage at the endless inhumanity surrounding us.

We can’t be aware of our own pain and confusion, without noticing this trial is everywhere, in everyone. Oh, we might take a moment and blame others, and certainly within our own intellects

we will find debris needing healing. All the same, we know personally that other places than where we live are also in dire need.

If we surrender to this kind of empathy-feeling – wanting to be born – that will enable us to draw nearer to Her and Her Court. They feel all that all feel. Nor is our personal suffering insignificant. For They act out of Eternity, bending space and time to Their Wills.

Into the pandemic-Pandemonium ride the Four Horseman, with Her at the reigns. She is also there at each Death. Consider the most awful aspect being reported, which is a disease process that leads to suffocation, if we are not helped to breathe. Her Son suffocated on the cross of materialism, a hard path to cross, that threshold into the true life.

Should we be surprised then at the massive trials on the minds and hearts, of those who must administer what comfort there can be. Not just the impossible tasks, or even the constant sadness at loss, … the harsh reality is that even the comforters must bear their portion of the cross of scientific materialism.

The intellectual belief that the human being is an accidental and random event in an uncaring Cosmos is itself a trial – a weight of untruth.

Many struggle. Many care. Many feel hopeless. Many want to set the whole damn world on fire. In all these “many” there is also a portion of Her and Him. All those “feelings” that materialism can’t measure, … those are the heart of the Rite of the Pandemonium.

Tiger-Saucy sez: You are not alone. Find your tribe. Share the pain and work. And each day find time to dance and sing and be grateful. She does have the Whole World in His Hands.




the Joke yOlk – Yoke is on us

Joke: a thing that someone says to cause amusement or laughter, especially a story with a funny punchline.

yOlk: the yellow internal part of a bird’s egg, which is surrounded by the white, is rich in protein and fat, and nourishes the developing embryo.

Yoke: a wooden crosspiece that is fastened over the necks of two animals and attached to the plow or cart that they are to pull.

I have a twin cousin, and her name is Joy. When my body brother was born, it was on the 23rd of December, 1940. Our maternal grandmother Edith lived in rural Montana, and in early January she went to the mail box to find two letters. One was from our mother Dorothy – Edith’s daughter, and the other from Virginia, wife of Dorothy’s brother, and therefore Edith’s daughter-in-law.

Each letter announced the birth of a child, on the same day, about two hours apart in time, and a thousand miles away in space. Joey and Joy. 31 years later Joey left our shared bodies, and I walked in. By that time most folk knew him as Joel, although once in a while, on my own returns to the town of our birth, some relative would call me Joey.

That felt odd, and yet warmed me. It was good to be reminded of my body brother. We all know of folk, who upon receiving a heart transplant, begin to exhibit behaviors of the former owner of the heart. Now expand that to the totality of the physical, astral, and ethereal bodies, … they too remember their former occupant, although my ego over the years has altered much.

It was Joey who took LSD the week before graduating from Law School. It was he who lived through the assassination of JFK, and the beginning appearances of: Hugh Hefner, who opened a great door for sexuality, albeit very self-centered; Elvis Presley, who danced when he sang, changing the whole nature of social dancing among the young; and Martin Luther King awakening a nation to a great ongoing crime. These were not so much leaders, as fore-runners of the huge emerging changes in the social life of humanity, that we came to call the “60’s”, a worldwide Dionysian celebration [relating to the sensual, spontaneous, and emotional aspects of human nature.]

Joy became an evangelical Christian, and a business woman. I became a serious esoteric Christian, and a mostly starving writer. We hardly ever talk.

Matthew 11: 28-30: Come unto me, all ye that labour and are heavy laden, and I will give you rest. Take my yoke upon, and learn of me; for I am meek and lowly in heart: and ye shall find rest unto your souls. For my yoke is easy, and my burden is light.

Over in that portion of Faerie, where folk get lost in time to their passions, there is a special arena devoted to gambling. Those there watch us, and place bets upon which directions we will choose. Our present time is drawing to this festival many from other aspects of Faerie, both human and Fae, because the history of this World has never before had so many spirits incarnated at the same time, celebrating this spiritual Rite of Passage we call the COVID-19 pandemic-Pandemonium.

Most of the people of our time have at least heard of the Idea of Karma and Reincarnation. If this is true, then we are immortal beings, having a mortal life, in order to play for a time in the fields of the lord.

Right now many face their fear of death, perhaps thinking karma and reincarnation might be true, yet not embracing this as a dependable fact of existence. If you knew death was a transformation to a different state, rather than an end, how would you behave differently?

If this immortal state is true, something more complicated is happening. Consider the following factoid sequence: In the most ancient Goddess religions, it was known that the human being was an immortal spirit having lives occasionally in matter. In fact, the words for spirit – up to the 8th Century – were generally understood to mean just that.

In the cultural West, this view of the essence of the human being became officially “disappeared”. The Roman Church took this passage from the Gospels: Matthew 22:36-40, in answer to the question:

36 “Teacher, which is the greatest commandment in the Law?” 37 Jesus replied: “‘Love the Lord your God with all your heart and with all your soul and with all your mind.’ 38 This is the first and greatest commandment. 39 And the second is like it: ‘Love your neighbor as yourself.’ 40 All the Law and the Prophets hang on these two commandments.”

… and changed the word “spirit” to the word “soul”. By fiat the Roman Church declared that the human being did not have spirit – which was immortal, and reincarnated – while soul, which was meant to mean that this “soul” only had one life, not many. Sin in this life, and the damage to the soul is permanent, a wound only the divine mystery can forgive (or the Church’s elected priests).

Perhaps a confusion with a justified purpose, born in the Wise-Intelligence of the Mystery.

Scientific materialism agrees that we only have one life, and that based upon the gods of chaos, random, and chance, not on living Art&Mystery.

As we in America enter the next Wave (according to the official government and corporate approved Narrative), social order is being changed by acts which seek too much top down order, and whose principle mode of operation is: a) be afraid; b) demand all folk act so as to give in to your fears; and c) have no faith or hope. Civil liberties be damned.

While this assertion of power unfolds, many find themselves without jobs, without income, and unable to keep food on the table, a roof over our families heads, and a working vehicle for when we can leave this panic-generated house arrest.

Is the fear reasonable?

No. The Narrative is sourced in the hungers of the wealthy&powerful, who lie without conscience, and take far more than any “human” being needs for their own enjoyment.

Fight or flight? Rebel, disobey, and ignore; or run and Hyde under your bed? Millions will have needs. Government and corporations will not take care of them, so in the beginning, the middle, and the end of the pandemic-Pandemonium, what will you contribute?

Yes, millions are ill. This flu is massive and everywhere. Flu of this kind is a detoxification process. Illness designed to rid the body of poisons in the air, the water, the food, and the medicine.

Most folk will not die. Many folk will be found, who do not show evidence of the alien chest buster egg in their bodies. Many will be found who have had contact with the horrible “germ”, but never will have symptoms. Of those that do have symptoms, only a portion of those will die.

If we do not disobey and rebel, the Titans of Industry will poison/vaccinate us all, by force if they can.

Will we let them? Will we claim our human right to be, and dethrone the corporate mobsters?

All you have a right to is your own life. How will you spend that life?

The Joke-yOlk-Yoke Is On Us

Joke: a thing that someone says to cause amusement or laughter, especially a story with a funny punchline.

yOlk: the yellow internal part of a bird’s egg, which is surrounded by the white, is rich in protein and fat, and nourishes the developing embryo.

Yoke: a wooden crosspiece that is fastened over the necks of two animals and attached to the plow or cart that they are to pull.

I have a twin cousin, and her name is Joy. When my body brother was born, it was on the 23rd of December, 1940. Our maternal grandmother Edith lived in rural Montana, and in early January she went to the mail box to find two letters. One was from our mother Dorothy – Edith’s daughter, and the other from Virginia, wife of Dorothy’s brother, and therefore Edith’s daughter-in-law.

Each letter announced the birth of a child, on the same day, about two hours apart in time, and a thousand miles away in space. Joey and Joy. 31 years later Joey left our shared bodies, and I walked in. By that time most folk knew him as Joel, although once in a while, on my own returns to the town of our birth, some relative would call me Joey.

That felt odd, and yet warmed me. It was good to be reminded of my body brother. We all know of folk, who upon receiving a heart transplant, begin to exhibit behaviors of the former owner of the heart. Now expand that to the totality of the physical, astral, and ethereal bodies, … they too remember their former occupant, although my ego over the years has altered much.

It was Joey who took LSD the week before graduating from Law School. It was he who lived through the assassination of JFK, and the beginning appearances of: Hugh Hefner, who opened a great door for sexuality, albeit very self-centered; Elvis Presley, who danced when he sang, changing the whole nature of social dancing among the young; and Martin Luther King awakening a nation to a great ongoing crime. These were not so much leaders, as fore-runners of the huge emerging changes in the social life of humanity, that we came to call the “60’s”, a worldwide Dionysian celebration [relating to the sensual, spontaneous, and emotional aspects of human nature.]

Joy became an evangelical Christian, and a business woman. I became a serious esoteric Christian, and a mostly starving writer. We hardly ever talk.

Matthew 11: 28-30: Come unto me, all ye that labour and are heavy laden, and I will give you rest. Take my yoke upon, and learn of me; for I am meek and lowly in heart: and ye shall find rest unto your souls. For my yoke is easy, and my burden is light.

Over in that portion of Faerie, where folk get lost in time to their passions, there is a special arena devoted to gambling. Those there watch us, and place bets upon which directions we will choose. Our present time is drawing to this festival many from other aspects of Faerie, both human and Fae, because the history of this World has never before had so many spirits incarnated at the same time, celebrating this spiritual Rite of Passage we call the COVID-19 pandemic-Pandemonium.

Most of the people of our time have at least heard of the Idea of Karma and Reincarnation. If this is true, then we are immortal beings, having a mortal life, in order to play for a time in the fields of the lord.

Right now many face their fear of death, perhaps thinking karma and reincarnation might be true, yet not embracing this as a dependable fact of existence. If you knew death was a transformation to a different state, rather than an end, how would you behave differently?

If this immortal state is true, something more complicated is happening. Consider the following factoid sequence: In the most ancient Goddess religions, it was known that the human being was an immortal spirit having lives occasionally in matter. In fact, the words for spirit – up to the 8th Century – were generally understood to mean just that.

In the cultural West, this view of the essence of the human being became officially “disappeared”. The Roman Church took this passage from the Gospels: Matthew 22:36-40, in answer to the question:

36 “Teacher, which is the greatest commandment in the Law?” 37 Jesus replied: “‘Love the Lord your God with all your heart and with all your soul and with all your mind.’ 38 This is the first and greatest commandment. 39 And the second is like it: ‘Love your neighbor as yourself.’ 40 All the Law and the Prophets hang on these two commandments.”

… and changed the word “spirit” to the word “soul”. By fiat the Roman Church declared that the human being did not have spirit – which was immortal, and reincarnated – while soul, which was meant to mean that this “soul” only had one life, not many. Sin in this life, and the damage to the soul is permanent, a wound only the divine mystery can forgive (or the Church’s elected priests).

Perhaps a confusion with a justified purpose, born in the Wise-Intelligence of the Mystery.

Scientific materialism agrees that we only have one life, and that based upon the gods of chaos, random, and chance, not on living Art&Mystery.

As we in America enter the next Wave (according to the official government and corporate approved Narrative), social order is being changed by acts which seek too much top down order, and whose principle mode of operation is: a) be afraid; b) demand all folk act so as to give in to your fears; and c) have no faith or hope. Civil liberties be damned.

While this assertion of power unfolds, many find themselves without jobs, without income, and unable to keep food on the table, a roof over our families heads, and a working vehicle for when we can leave this panic-generated house arrest.

Is the fear reasonable?

No. The Narrative is sourced in the hungers of the wealthy&powerful, who lie without conscience, and take far more than any “human” being needs for their own enjoyment.

Fight or flight? Rebel, disobey, and ignore; or run and Hyde under your bed? Millions will have needs. Government and corporations will not take care of them, so in the beginning, the middle, and the end of the pandemic-Pandemonium, what will you contribute?

Yes, millions are ill. This flu is massive and everywhere. Flu of this kind is a detoxification process. Illness designed to rid the body of poisons in the air, the water, the food, and the medicine.

Most folk will not die. Many folk will be found, who do not show evidence of the alien chest buster egg in their bodies. Many will be found who have had contact with the horrible “germ”, but never will have symptoms. Of those that do have symptoms, only a portion of those will die.

If we do not disobey and rebel, the Titans of Industry will poison/vaccinate us all, by force if they can.

Will we let them? Will we claim our human right to be, and dethrone the corporate mobsters?

All you have a right to is your own life. How will you spend that life?

Joke: a thing that someone says to cause amusement or laughter, especially a story with a funny punchline.

yOlk: the yellow internal part of a bird’s egg, which is surrounded by the white, is rich in protein and fat, and nourishes the developing embryo.

Yoke: a wooden crosspiece that is fastened over the necks of two animals and attached to the plow or cart that they are to pull.

I have a twin cousin, and her name is Joy. When my body brother was born, it was on the 23rd of December, 1940. Our maternal grandmother Edith lived in rural Montana, and in early January she went to the mail box to find two letters. One was from our mother Dorothy – Edith’s daughter, and the other from Virginia, wife of Dorothy’s brother, and therefore Edith’s daughter-in-law.

Each letter announced the birth of a child, on the same day, about two hours apart in time, and a thousand miles away in space. Joey and Joy. 31 years later Joey left our shared bodies, and I walked in. By that time most folk knew him as Joel, although once in a while, on my own returns to the town of our birth, some relative would call me Joey.

That felt odd, and yet warmed me. It was good to be reminded of my body brother. We all know of folk, who upon receiving a heart transplant, begin to exhibit behaviors of the former owner of the heart. Now expand that to the totality of the physical, astral, and ethereal bodies, … they too remember their former occupant, although my ego over the years has altered much.

It was Joey who took LSD the week before graduating from Law School. It was he who lived through the assassination of JFK, and the beginning appearances of: Hugh Hefner, who opened a great door for sexuality, albeit very self-centered; Elvis Presley, who danced when he sang, changing the whole nature of social dancing among the young; and Martin Luther King awakening a nation to a great ongoing crime. These were not so much leaders, as fore-runners of the huge emerging changes in the social life of humanity, that we came to call the “60’s”, a worldwide Dionysian celebration [relating to the sensual, spontaneous, and emotional aspects of human nature.]

Joy became an evangelical Christian, and a business woman. I became a serious esoteric Christian, and a mostly starving writer. We hardly ever talk.

Matthew 11: 28-30: Come unto me, all ye that labour and are heavy laden, and I will give you rest. Take my yoke upon, and learn of me; for I am meek and lowly in heart: and ye shall find rest unto your souls. For my yoke is easy, and my burden is light.

Over in that portion of Faerie, where folk get lost in time to their passions, there is a special arena devoted to gambling. Those there watch us, and place bets upon which directions we will choose. Our present time is drawing to this festival many from other aspects of Faerie, both human and Fae, because the history of this World has never before had so many spirits incarnated at the same time, celebrating this spiritual Rite of Passage we call the COVID-19 pandemic-Pandemonium.

Most of the people of our time have at least heard of the Idea of Karma and Reincarnation. If this is true, then we are immortal beings, having a mortal life, in order to play for a time in the fields of the lord.

Right now many face their fear of death, perhaps thinking karma and reincarnation might be true, yet not embracing this as a dependable fact of existence. If you knew death was a transformation to a different state, rather than an end, how would you behave differently?

If this immortal state is true, something more complicated is happening. Consider the following factoid sequence: In the most ancient Goddess religions, it was known that the human being was an immortal spirit having lives occasionally in matter. In fact, the words for spirit – up to the 8th Century – were generally understood to mean just that.

In the cultural West, this view of the essence of the human being became officially “disappeared”. The Roman Church took this passage from the Gospels: Matthew 22:36-40, in answer to the question:

36 “Teacher, which is the greatest commandment in the Law?” 37 Jesus replied: “‘Love the Lord your God with all your heart and with all your soul and with all your mind.’ 38 This is the first and greatest commandment. 39 And the second is like it: ‘Love your neighbor as yourself.’ 40 All the Law and the Prophets hang on these two commandments.”

… and changed the word “spirit” to the word “soul”. By fiat the Roman Church declared that the human being did not have spirit – which was immortal, and reincarnated – while soul, which was meant to mean that this “soul” only had one life, not many. Sin in this life, and the damage to the soul is permanent, a wound only the divine mystery can forgive (or the Church’s elected priests).

Perhaps a confusion with a justified purpose, born in the Wise-Intelligence of the Mystery.

Scientific materialism agrees that we only have one life, and that based upon the gods of chaos, random, and chance, not on living Art&Mystery.

As we in America enter the next Wave (according to the official government and corporate approved Narrative), social order is being changed by acts which seek too much top down order, and whose principle mode of operation is: a) be afraid; b) demand all folk act so as to give in to your fears; and c) have no faith or hope. Civil liberties be damned.

While this assertion of power unfolds, many find themselves without jobs, without income, and unable to keep food on the table, a roof over our families heads, and a working vehicle for when we can leave this panic-generated house arrest.

Is the fear reasonable?

No. The Narrative is sourced in the hungers of the wealthy&powerful, who lie without conscience, and take far more than any “human” being needs for their own enjoyment.

Fight or flight? Rebel, disobey, and ignore; or run and Hyde under your bed? Millions will have needs. Government and corporations will not take care of them, so in the beginning, the middle, and the end of the pandemic-Pandemonium, what will you contribute?

Yes, millions are ill. This flu is massive and everywhere. Flu of this kind is a detoxification process. Illness designed to rid the body of poisons in the air, the water, the food, and the medicine.

Most folk will not die. Many folk will be found, who do not show evidence of the alien chest buster egg in their bodies. Many will be found who have had contact with the horrible “germ”, but never will have symptoms. Of those that do have symptoms, only a portion of those will die.

If we do not disobey and rebel, the Titans of Industry will poison/vaccinate us all, by force if they can.

Will we let them? Will we claim our human right to be, and dethrone the corporate mobsters?

All you have a right to is your own life. How will you spend that life?

the Tsunami of Future History

One of the peculiarities of our age is the frequency with which folks make long range predictions, that are always based on false premises. These false premises assume a steady state progression into the future. They assume properties of regularity where there are none.

This is especially true of the presently emerging Tsunami of Future History. We just got a foretaste of this dying into a new becoming of Western Civilization, and it should be a good hint that the near future (next couple of centuries) will be dominated by the predictable unpredictable.

The present pandemonium is a wave of chaos meant to put the brakes on our current environmental rush toward oblivion. It is meant to give ordinary people time to consider their circumstances and how much longer they are willing to tolerate domination. AND, how much they need each other.

The end of the Roman Empire is just a weak preview of what is coming for us. Chaos is opportunity. The human “I” is the right person, in the right place, at the right time. The individual biography is more important to the Mystery than any religion, science, or human work of art.

Chaotic times include events that prey on the weakness of dead or dying social institutions. Their fundamental rigidity causes them to break under duress. This breakage we need, because we need to renew the fundamental social dynamics from the ground up, instead of from the top down.

Students of Rudolf Steiner may recall that he characterized the time of Egypt, and such, as based upon top-down management of the social order out of the Mystery Centers. He even suggested there would be an interesting inversion of the old top-down order in the time of the 5th epoch – our time.

The Mystery, now living in the individual human being, is via the coming chaos to be freed as much as possible from outer authority, and more enabled to exercise their self-determined autonomous authority.

Some sense of this impending doom is known to those who want/need to be on top and give orders. Many learn to read the handwriting on the wall. . The powerful lose if we arise. Old families, old money, ancient and modern ties of blood, a kind of weight of traditional rule of societies, tribes, transferred to corporations, and even the upper levels of religious, scientific, or artistic wealth and authority.

For example, the Roman Church needs to fall in order to free the laity and the religious to build up from the bottom the next phase of the Catholic (universal&Christian) Religion

Many of those holders of power will cling to it, and do violence to hold on to it. They tend to come from religious traditions that used to talk of divine judgement, but in the age of scientific materialism their educations have given them a false sense that karma and/or divine judgment do not truly exist.

The Goddesses are back. They never really left, so much as They gave modern mankind, intoxicated with scientific materialism, just enough rope by which to hang themselves.

The Mother is Rogue Weather, the wild nature behind the Four Horseman, and knows that life is hard, which is why She is the Gate of Death. The Being to/though which we surrender from the chaos of materialistic existence into the realm of true life.

As captured in the Pieta, She holds us dear, as a living way-station before we – out of ourselves – seek to examine the last life for its spiritual treasures and.lessons.

The Joker is Wild

The Joker is Wild

In certain realms of Faerie there has been a long artistic discussion of the Idea of the Joker, and the Idea of the Fool. No one really craves, or even needs, a resolution. The joy is in the flights of the poetic, given that there are a many of manys in the Ways to Seeing. Although, … the intoxicated poets want little to do with law-book poets, a feud several millennia old, which is – sadly – a tale for another time …

Re-considerations of these riddles arose soon after a remarkable joker-performance by the actor: Joaquin Phoenix. Many had believed Heath Ledger’s joker-performance could never be topped. There was a sigh then, among a few of the attending Fae, when Tiger-Saucy suggested that Joaquin’s work did not top Heath’s but rather bottomed it, given that it told the tale of the rite of passage before the Becoming.

A crude mind would view the fires, that Joaquin reveals&endures, as something horribly evil. Only raw evil can become a Joker, as played by Heath, who is not only an expert at creating chaos, but feeds on his creations with joy and laughter. Alfred, Batman’s mentor sez: “some people just want to watch the world burn.”

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BbPiIwFOQtU

I know – personally – a lot about the Fool, having been one often, and also a student of the Tarot, the first book, where the Fool card can’t seem be in the same place or order from deck to deck. The idea of the Fool has been variously inscribed, one friend having called it – besides the Fool: Amor, or Love. The Fool does seem, in the image/symbolism, to be walking into danger … such as stepping of a cliff, or crossing a river on the back of crocodiles. The unknown is always potential … but then we take the step, or cross the river, and there you are – on the other side … the past behind us.

If you can believe Google, the Joker card was born, in America, during the Civil War. It is most often used as a “wild” card, being able to impose its will on a game. Since the Spring of 1940, when Batman #! appeared, the Joker has been used in DC comics lore as the supreme prankster of lawlessness, wearing “whiteface”, with floridly red lipstick.


Before going further, let us call to mind circus clowns and their makeup. For some folk, there exists a serious phobia about clowns. If we were a follower of Carl Jung, there might even be a name for this darkness potential of human beings.

If the Fool is Love, is the Joker Hate? For a simple minded moralist, one is an idiot, and the other the spawn of the devil.

If there can be anti-matter, why can there not be anti-love? Anti-love is not hate, it is callous indifference. It is not giving a shit about another’s pain. The Joker knows pain, has eaten pain all their life, and finally said “enough is enough” … with a bang, a fire, a large dash of chaos, and above all an absolute artistic surety that the whole thing is absurd, from beginning to end.

Often, the Jokers make chaos, without which the Fools would have no reason to rush in where angels fear to tread. In a certain sense, the human Wild that is of the Mother has two extremes: One destructive, and the other constructive. Each is a locus of danger, in part because of the tendency to reckless and impulsive behaviors, consequences be damned.

How many people dream of their enemies getting COVID-19 and dying?

Right now, to a certain degree, protests draw into their chaos-generation (refusing to follow laws) – both “types.” If your life on earth seems already to be hell, why not join in the dancing around the fires? https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NgrM4_JMi9w

“Most People With Coronavirus Won’t Spread It. Why Do a Few Infect Many?”

A lead paragraph in the digital New York Times, June 30th, 2020, headlined:
“Most People With Coronavirus Won’t Spread It. Why Do a Few Infect Many?”
“Growing evidence shows most infected people aren’t spreading the virus. But whether you become a superspreader probably depends more on circumstance than biology.”
Really?
That’s not the story that required masks and social distancing. Were we not told – quite hysterically actually, that was necessary, because all of us who get it would be contagious?
So, if you are tasked with managing the Narrative in order to save the theory, which is:
“Germs cause dis-ease. Germs can be passed from one person to another, and they will then get from that the dis-ease. Some illnesses are seen as highly contagiousness.[see link below]
The implication of the NYT story is that the old “facts” don’t work because as we test more and more people, those numbers grow, being given the fun name “cases”, Yet, the rate of change of the numbers of people with symptoms, is falling radically behind the rate of change of the numbers of “cases”.
Additionally there are “hot pockets” (my term), first one person has it, and then a lot of folk close to that person get it. The folk massaging the Narrative – as it fails – have dreamed up a good one: “superspreader”.
Think about this term: “get it”. An essential element of the “germ theory of illness” is contagion. However, the “numbers” don’t add up – very few of those now being tested (whatever that means) are – or become – symptomatic.
So the Narrative needs an adjustment, and lo’ and behold, in comes the “superspreader”. That kind of works with the phenomena that was noticed after the 1918 pandemic which wasn’t (read the Invisible Rainbow), which was that the “illness” appears widely, and more or less simultaneously.
Lots of near simultaneous “hot pockets” all over the world in the Spanish Flu event. Far enough apart that the contagion idea can’t even begin to explain the observable phenomena. Yet, the Narrative is more important than the truth, there being a lot of spoils for the victors, who get to rewrite history.
No contagious illness, no vaccines to patent and to sell.
Years ago, in biology, there arose a problem as to why “evolution” had these huge leaps. The “theory” required “gradualism”, over a lot of time, yet the leaps refuted that assertion.
For a time there was the “monster” theory, a sudden change via a single organism that mutated, and then those genes spread the changes that explained the evolutionary leap.
Eventually, a few noticed that while unusual changes occured, in the animal kingdom, if two different species successfully mated (for our story “monster” and “not yet a monster”) the offspring were sterile – the monster, if it ever existed (this is “theory” remember) would be a dead end.
The irony here is that this kind of thinking still dominates science, which is that if the facts don’t support a theory, invent an explanation, which lets you keep your story anyway, even though you don’t have real factual evidence – testable evidence. The story dominates how the phenomena are perceived, until the obvious anomalies burn the story to the ground.
Since the facts don’t support the idea of everyone is basically capable of infecting everyone else, then let us make up another “monster”: aka: the “superspreader”.
All the same, there does exist a “monster” in our social life, a superspreader meme if you will. Fear each other, because anyone can give us a potentially fatal contagious dis-ease, and please oh please, oh gods of commerce, invent me another toxic medicine that requires a needle.
they reply:
No problem. since we already knew you can’t get it through contact … we thought ahead, advertised the heck out of the Narrative that we want, so please let us break your skin and inject you with something never tested, that will look and act like the illness you otherwise are unlikely to get.
In the insanity of our greed, just what we need is another genetic weapon by which Owners can control the future evolution of humanity.
Time to stop being just another nicely trained animal, folks. Time to make packs, and such, new tribes if you would. The wage slaves, of whatever color of skin, living paycheck to paycheck, … an army of the unemployed, self-organizing, through the Mother’s version of “dating” events, the protest march.
The folk wisdom is that if a door closes, a window opens. Now imagine millions doing that together, in spite of the Owners efforts at social control.
https://thecollectiveimagination.com/2020/06/29/logical-problems-with-the-present-narrative-of-the-covid-19-pandemic-pandemonium/

Logical Problems with the present Narrative of the COVID-19 pandemic-Pandemonium.

From the heart’s mind of Joel A. Wendt: a white-privileged, Christian, son of Montana, American citizen, shaman, and professional heretic:

Logical Problems with the present Narrative of the COVID-19 pandemic-Pandemonium.

First: the Source: American citizens have little reason to trust the CDC, WHO, the American government, and multi-national corporations. Watch the movie on AIDS, “and the band played on”. Include, for our government, the recent movie “The Report” (How the CIA etc. hid from FBI oversight, the torture of so-called terrorists). Watch the movie, “The Post”, about the Pentagon Papers. Recall the story of the lies fabricated after 9/11, which led us into two wars, one of which is still ongoing.

Remember the image of Big Tobacco testifying before Congress and swearing under oath that they did not know nicotine was addictive. A lie – see the movie “The Insider”. Then, in the ‘90’s Big Pharma got Congress to pass a law making them immune to any suits based on the idea of vaccines causing illnesses and death. In my corner of reality, we call that covering your behind.

Second: Science: Anyone seriously aware of the state of natural science knows of the degeneration in that discipline due to the influence of money – big corporations do not just support pure science. They often reward papers inclined to be in favor of that corporation’s products. Eisenhower warned of this in the same speech where he told us to watch out for the “military industrial” complex.

In addition, science changes its mind, as needed. In medicine, that situation is stranger when we realize how the “practice” of industrial medicine mostly creates profit for large corporations. It can be argued cogently that doctors often miss-diagnose, prescribe the wrong medicine, and rightly get sued all the time. They are sometimes notoriously over-confident, which actually makes their assumptions even more dangerous.


The issue is that we have a lot more to learn about illness and dis-ease. To assume we have, from science, a viable and correct Narrative, is to assume perfection. Doctors are people, and people error.

The current Narrative is: Germs cause dis-ease. Germs can be passed from one person to another, and they will then get from that the dis-ease. Some illnesses are seen as highly contagiousness. Others not so much. Why?

The Media are useless: When you take a complicated problem and reduce it to its most hysterical presentation, that just makes everything seem worse than it actually is.

Some factoids, hidden among the thousands of numbers offered in major media, and social media.
The current numbers (when you cut through the jungle of assertion) reveal that a) everyone is exposed, or will be exposed. b) not everyone exposed will get caught by the tests to have what the test is looking for, which is the presence of an antibody.* c) not everyone who tests positive, will ever show symptoms. d) only a few of those with symptoms will need hospitalization, and not all of those who are hospitalized will die.

*[if you have had a flu vaccine in the last ten years, you will already have been “inoculated” with live COVID-strain bugs. Flu shots only help about 40% of the time, given the natural evolution of these kinds of organisms. This means that 60% get the flu anyway, in spite of having been “vaccinated”. Not a good track record, as we say.]

A rough estimate suggests that 90% of us fall into categories a), b), and, c). One crucial conclusion to draw from this is that this 90% is just fine in the absence of any vaccine. Only Big Pharma, and self-serving politicians, gain from scaring us all to the point of the law possibly being used to force us all to be vaccinated, without reason.

Why are people sick and dying, if the Narrative is wrong?

Flu-like illnesses are processes by which the organism eliminates toxins. We barf, we poop, we sweat, we cough. Still, what needs healing, especially when we have what the Narrative alleges in a pandemic?

Our normal bio-home contains trillions of tiny tiny tiny living organisms (bugs/germs/viruses etc). Because of the poisons (see next paragraph) regularly (flu is seasonal, remember) present, the chemistry of the bio-home changes, and becomes out of harmony with its preferred way of being. This is kind of like the pooled water in the far corner of the farm, where pond scum grows. These bugs grow in us because our normal systems have become abnormal, and as a consequence become a suitable growth medium for the germ. The proliferating germ is not the cause, but just another symptom.

The Cause: Corporations, with the cooperation of the relevant government agencies, have for a long time been free to release poisons into our water, our air, our food, and our medicines. The so-called anti-vax movement is dangerously close to making its case, as well, given that if you just look at the chemistry – forgetting it is a famous vaccine, these injections routinely include substances otherwise banned by the FDA.

The industries founded on scientific materialism have poisoned humanity. There are poisons in our water and air, named by the misdirecting euphemism: pollution. There are poisons on our food, and the more sensitive folk end up “gluten intolerant” (another misdirecting euphemism). Then there are the poisons in our medicines, so gracelessly called: “side-effects”.


There is a war going on over the future health of humanity, and the conscienceless multinational corporations and their bought and paid for politicians, don’t care – as long as massive profits from patents and so forth remain theirs with which to reward themselves, and their shareholders.

History tells stories, some of them horrible. History can also be adjusted if those who would gain from the lies have billions to spend on “public relations.”. What was said about the 1918 non-contagious Spanish-flu, in the immediate aftermath, has been “overwritten”

Get and read these three books: “the Invisible Rainbow”; “Plague of Corruption”; and, “Vaccines, Autoimmunity, and the Changing Nature of Childhood Illnesses”

Why these books? Because of how hard Big Pharma’s public relations juggernaut is trying to suppress them. Our ostensible leaders during this crisis have too much arrogant ignorance. The stronger they assert they know what is right, that’s how much they actually worry they don’t really know. The numbers experts (epidemiologists) just guess, and pretend to a certainty in a field where certainty is the last thing to find. As one doctor once told me (while ignored me telling him my symptoms came from a severe gluten attach): “association does not prove causality”.

The whole field of epidemiology is based on assuming that association (happening at the same time) does prove causality. Its just a guess, and an often ill-informed one at that.

Here’s the key thought/concept/idea: Our qualitative humanity is being attacked by a set of ways of thinking that treat the human being as a number. That is what the doctor does, he measures everything quantitatively. But that is not the qualitative reality of the patient. On a wider scale, the “patient” is the whole of humanity, whose collective health has been experimented upon, by an isolated aspect of the soul: abstract cause and effect thinking, whose essential methods lack life.

Modern medical science began by taking apart cadavers – a dead body. Physics thought the secrets were in whatever turned out to be the smallest part. Biology believes it knows the secrets of life, through its obsession with DNA. Kepler – an early astronomer and astrologer – warned that science was throwing out the baby with the bathwater – the ancient cultures being repositories of wisdom in all fields.

Human live on this living Planet is a school. We are close to ruining that sphere of life. Something dead, a heartless intellect, has come to rule our lives. Thought born in the heart’s mind knows that Natura is actually a real Goddess. Rogue weather is one of Her Arts and Crafts, as is the pandemic-Pandemonium.

There is a science question of some import, called: the Fermi Paradox. Namely, that the numbers of galaxies, stars, and planets suggests there has to be other intelligent life “out” there. Why haven’t they contacted us?

The better question is: How well are we listening? The baby that went out with the bathwater was the understanding that spirit was everywhere in the natural world, and that we are all intentionally created beings – nothing random about us at all. In fact, All Our Relations, the green world and the seas of stones, … their sailors, such as the four-legged and the winged above, and below the little people … elfs riding worms like in Dune, and gnomes singing poems to iron.

We worry about whether the weather is going, but don’t have the sense to try to learn how to ask those cloud-folk (see the movie Arrival) what’s going on. We treat the Creation as a thing, and ourselves as well when we only see health and illness as numbers, and flu season as something with which we cannot reason.

Read the books and learn. Ignore them and your ignorance will destroy us all. Social distancing, and wearing masks are not a factor in the reality of the normal dis-ease process involved in seasonal flu.

They are a factor, however, in the generation and cultivation of social fear. Will that fear lead to violence? Will that fear led to forced vaccinations? Will that fear to lead to the arrest, and incarceration in camps of non-conforming, and not actually contagious, fellow human beings?

Welcome to the Party, celebrating the dying and becoming of Western Civilization. HDT encouraged that we not trust “authority”, and – in fact – that we are right to disobey it.

Lies, Damn Lies, & Statistics: aka: Western Civilization and Its Discontents

Lies, Damn Lies, & Statistics: aka: Western Civilization and Its Discontents

Right now the biggest problem we all face is how does an individual find the truth in seas so treacherous. We tend to think in terms of this place or that place, this kind of people or that kind of people, and, this kind of government or that kind of government.

Yet, a core aspect of the pandemic-Pandemonium is that it does not obey geological boundaries, racial differences, and, which group believes it rules those that are below.

No one escapes the Return of the Son, and the Remembering of the Mother – events which are happening whether we believe Them or not. The Dawn of the Third Millennium is also the enactment of a Spiritual Rite never before seen in history remembered, although the legend of Atlantis, when the seas fell out of the sky*, should serve as a warning. The Divine Mystery can wipe the board clean anytime They wish.

The whole of humanity is ruled by a false religion, aka: scientific materialism = all is matter, there is no spirit. This arrogant ignorance, rooted in an intellect that has no heart, was a necessary blindness. The Mystery Itself wishes us to choose whether or not we relate to Them in the future. The current state of world civilization is a consequence of human freedom, even among so-called believers.

For each religion there are “issues”. Some are common/universal. For example, a book is seen as more filled with knowledge of the spirit, than the created-world itself. The writings of men, claiming divine inspiration, tell stories in conflict with the what-is that, their belief system asserts that their God created.

Scientific materialism no longer sees the ancient spirits, such as the Titans, at work in our rogue weather, earthquakes, tsunamis, wars, pandemics – the Four Horseman in all Their righteous glory. Materialism has emptied our minds and hearts of what many of those hearts and minds know to be true. The world is filled with Divine Consciousness, and They are looking over our existence with more sympathy than scientific materialism views the theoretical “matter only” physical world.

Right now humanity is faced with needing understanding of the real nature of the dis-ease processes, while materialistic-industrial medicine is lost, even though its best minds are trying very hard to help all of us.

The germ theory of dis-ease, and the ideas of contagious infections that rides in on those illusions, are not true. They are believed by the materialistic medical establishment, as well as government and business leaders. This is a kind of religious effect of scientific materialism … its claim of authority as to the truth, in a situation where the whole course of the pandemic-Pandemonium reveals ignorance, not knowledge.

We forget sometimes that a theory is a guess, and the history of medicine (and other kinds of allegedly scientific knowledge) is that the models/paradigms/tales change over time. We learn. We make mistakes, fall down. and go boom. What is being taught to us now? As we – as individuals – struggle to survive the Dying and Becoming of Western Civilization, we are right to focus on our personal circumstance. Make your life work, and leave to the Mystery the higher forms of Justice.

Let us consider, as an example, what I have named: the “Bill Gates syndrome”, a kind of mental (social-spiritual) dis-ease.

Scientific materialism, having gotten rid of any spirit at work in our world, has decreed a kind of supremacy to the ideas of chance, and random “accidents”. What the ancient Egyptian priests saw as Fate and Fortune in their Hermetic Science, many no longer believe, although some of that same many may find themselves using “what goes around comes around”, and “when the universe closes one door, it opens another.”

The “Bill Gates Syndrome” lets folk believe that the massive amounts of wealth&power they now hold, has not been bestowed by Fate and Fortune – it has been earned through their own genius. A self made man is the cliché.

The ego of such people then believes it can understand&know just how and why the world should develop according to their imaginary genius. George Soros writes treatises on developing democracy, while Bill Gates believes he knows the right way to help the world become more healthy. The creators of Google and Facebook and Amazon imagine there are no limits to their genius.

A well known – to the ancients – perception … is that Fate and Fortune are fickle masters. Once the scale – of what is believed to be under the control of those with the syndrome – reaches a certain level of complexity, chaos is present. “And this too shall pass” is the rule.

Ordinary people, given this situation of madness among the rich&powerful, will find that what they most need, in order to navigate the flowering of these seeds of destruction, is good company. Think globally, act locally, has never been a more needed wisdom than right now.

One of the more curious delusions is held by many ordinary people. In spite of massive historical evidence to the contrary, such folk believe corporations, and the governments they own, have in mind the best interests of their workers, consumers, and cannon fodder.

Oddly enough, the war is not so much about wealth&power, but about knowledge of what our existence actually means.

Scientific materialism sees a material/physical body, that can be infected by a tiny tiny tiny organism, to the point of grave illness and possible death. If the truth of the spirit is put back into our understanding, all of materialistic medicine falls apart.

There exists what needs to be called: the Narrative. Why folk trust this Narrative, given that it is sourced in people who lie for a living, is hard to fathom. Some of us are right to see that pandemic-Pandemonium as having aspects which threaten our freedoms, in a way they have not been assaulted since the madness in Europe that led to the Holocaust.

The masked and the unmasked. The right of the State to order folk to follow the advice of materialistic and industrial medicine to tell us what to do, because otherwise our failure will make others sick and die.

The industries founded on scientific materialism have poisoned humanity. There are poisons in our water and air, named by the misdirecting euphemism: pollution. There are poisons on our food, and the more sensitive folk end up “gluten intolerant” (another misdirecting euphemism). Then there are the poisons in our medicines, so gracelessly called: “side-effects”.

If you are getting your understanding of the pandemic-Pandemonium, from the evening news on television, you are getting a Narrative intentionally designed to keep us asleep, in large part by beginning to feed us the idea that our neighbor is the danger, and not the conscienceless multi-national corporation.

A crucial factoid to keep in mind: 90% of those with a confirmed presence of the bug in their bio-home, survive the illness, many never even getting symptomatic. Not one of them needed to be vaccinated with more poisons.