My question is why do Americans imitate European Ways of seeking the spirit? I was getting ready to write my book “American Anthroposophy”, I chased down all the Steiner quotes on America I could find. See below – all Steiner … http://ipwebdev.com/hermit/anthroposophy.html
“...America is the place at which races or civilizations die.” R.S. The Mission of the Folk Souls, lecture 6.
“The Indians then took over with them to the West all that was great in the Atlantean culture. What was the greatest thing of all to the Indians? It was that he was still able dimly to sense something of the ancient greatness and majesty of a period which existed in the old Atlantean epoch, in which the divisions of the races had hardly begun, in which men could look up to the Sun and perceive the Spirits of Form penetrating through a sea of mist. Through an ocean of mist the Atlantean gazed up at that which to him was not divided into six or seven, but which acted together. This co-operative activity of the seven Spirits of Form was called by the Atlanteans the Great Spirit…He clung firmly to the Great Spirit of the primeval past.” R.S. Lecture 6 above.
America was discovered in order to provide a counter-balance to the Asian Great Spirit (luciferic lightness). America leads man to heaviness and materialism. (R.S. paraphrased from Lecture 2,
Inner Impulses Working in the Evolution of Mankind)”…American civilization, on account of the special organization of its people, is particularly exposed to the temptation offered by what the eagle speaks (1)….Central Europe…is particularly exposed to what is uttered by the lion (2)…Oriental civilization is preeminently exposed to what is uttered by the cow (3).”(1) “I give thee the power to create a universe in thine own head“(2) “I give thee the power to embody the universe in the radiance of the encircling air.”(3) “I give thee the power to wrest from the universe measure, number and weight.” R.S. Lecture 8, Man as a Being of Sense and Perception du Monde
If European and American civilization retain their present character, a materialistic cosmogony will cover over the Christ Event. (R.S. paraphrased from lecture 9, Man as Hieroglyph of the Universe.)
Not Steiner, me:[The antidote to this is the Christ centered cosmogony presented in my book: the Way of the Fool: the conscious development of our human character and the future* of Christianity – both to be born out of the natural union of Faith and Gnosis.]
The past brings fermentation that leads “Europe to the brink of the Abyss, which will array Asia and America against each other.” R.S. Lecture 3, The Mission of Archangel MichaelEmigration to America is greater than all other movements of peoples. (paraphrase, R.S. Lecture 4, Mystery Centers)
The Anglo-American victory over Europe in WWI will lead to a domination of European spiritual-cultural life in an external fashion. (paraphrase R.S. lecture 3, The Mysteries of Light, Space and Earth.)
The threefold social order is needed in order to overcome the influence of Anglo-American secret societies (paraphrase lecture 4 above).”…I believe that in the future my book [The Threefold Social Order] should be read in the West and in Russia, but that it has no chance of becoming effective in Germany. The West, for instance, can learn much from this book, for in a non-utopian manner it simply states how the three spheres co-exist and should interact. For the West the moment in time does not matter, for much is still to be done for the right interaction of the three currents, the spiritual life, the economic life, the political-legal life.” R.S. Threefolding as a Social Alternative. [emphasis added]
In 1924, for a time, some in America showed that stars were hollowed out spaces (paraphrase, R.S. lecture 3, The Evolution of Earth and Man and the Influence of the Stars)Following the American way of thinking, an attempt was made to extend the mechanical over human life itself. It will be an American Mystery to make use of the magnetism of the Earth, its double-ness. (paraphrase, R.S. lecture 12, The Reappearance of Christ in the Etheric.
“Europeans prove, Americans affirm” R.S. lecture to workmen 3 March 1923.
When the sun is in Aquarius: “only then will the true American Civilization come.” (same lecture).
“We in Europe develop Anthroposophy out of the Spirit. Over there they develop something that is a kind of wooden doll of Anthroposophy. Everything becomes materialistic.” (same lecture”
But for one who is not a fanatic, there is something similar in American culture to what is anthroposophical spiritual science in Europe. Only everything there is wooden, it is not yet alive. We can make it alive in Europe out of the spirit, those over there take it out of instinct…” (same lecture)
“The time will one day come when this American woodenman, which actually everyone is still – when he begins to speak. Then he will have something to say very similar to European Anthroposophy*. One can say that we in Europe develop Anthroposophy in a spiritual way; the American develops it in a natural way.” (same lecture, emphasis added)
“The American is a young materialist…So too will the American’s blatant materialism sprout a spiritual element.” (when the Sun rises in the sign of Aquarius). (same lecture)
“But genuine Americanism will one day unite with Europeanism, which will have taken a more spiritual path.” (same lecture) [emphasis added].
Subterranean forces possess the American body – a geographical force, not a spiritual force. They chain man to the earth. Something from the human head streams toward magnetic and electric currents, neutralizing them – this is the human will. What overcomes these dependencies, which are part of karma, so that our inner life (if not our outward form) can come to freedom? The answer: the Mystery of Golgatha. (paraphrase of R.S. long discussion lecture 1, Anthroposophical Life Gifts.
Another shooting. Always “WHY”, but never any real answers. Change laws is the fallback liberal position, and in itself certainly wise. But still “WHY”
I propose the following thesis:
Canaries in the social coal mine.
Many people are psychologically fragile. They break, they act out. We notice suicides. Suicide by cop is also a choice. Drug use keeps going up. Would be good to know the drugs the shooters tend to be on … mostly antidepressants has been the case, which is a secret pharmaceutical companies very much work to hide.
Our water is poisoned. Our air. Our food. Our schools. Our jobs. Lots of minor (not so many dead) shoot-outs at places of work. Rage burns and knows not where to ground itself.
Once again the political class sings its song. “We are in a lot of shit, its the other guys fault, and I’m just the person to make things right.”
Few folk, with agendas, can be trusted to offer us any wisdom, that isn’t based on self-interest.
The financial class continues to enjoy its top-dog status, gaining their earthly rewards by using human beings as consumers, workers, and cannon fodder for its endless wars.
Young people are not stupid. They get easily isolated, and the gunMan (when was the last time a woman shot up a workplace), is lost in an inner space.
Most of us could not handle having a mind on drugs that make you worse, … inner torments, with which most of us are familiar, overwhelm many. Got any addicted people in your family?
We are all walking wounded, and some very few of us just want to burn the house down. An impulse well known, yet even if we are among the not having yet broken, how do we help? Is there something we can heal or fix.
Might as well wish death didn’t exist. Maybe something more profound is going on, and perhaps we need to attend to matters more carefully&thoughtfully, before we leap to confusions.
In the way back long
ago when before, Ort – a nascent cloud dancer, rose on the winds of
the Sirus rays, and guided by the prayers of an ancient Egyptian
priest, he settled into the triangle above the circle in stone, where
the gentle movement of incense smoke hovered … the lyre player
wooed the winds in the sanctuary into circling in and around the
As the various flows
of breeze settled into the constantly involuting chaotic form, Ort
seized it from the other-side and began engaging with the priest over
questions of the Book, the Teaching Book that would always be true.
The priest was … subdued, one did not often speak this way with an
immortal, basically as friend to friend, but this was about making
art, … art both divine and human …
conversation, the priest sat, the acolytes moved all the extraneous
ceremonial materials to the side, …. and then left the priest to
his private meditations. It was high sun outside, but the long
tunnel into the slowly rising pyramid allowed the priest to see the
star even during the middle of the day. There it was a tiny dot in a
small blue field, which allowed an eye greater sensitivity.
all the same, in that moment the spirit of the priest left his body
and followed the call of the immortal outward, away from the comforts
of the Mother, and toward the Stars, the Night Teachers, left behind
by the Father, in a past so distant only an immortal could touch its
The movement from earth to star was instant,
for it simply involved crossing the veil over the truth, and seeing
as all the star folk saw, everything at the same time from the
Always a momentary
shock for the priest, this change of orientation. To be in the
company of Gods and Goddesses, listening to their singing. He folded
his consciousness around the idea of his flute, and learned the tone
sequences for which he was being trained.
Time did not past in
a place that was both timeless and spaceless, but all the same when
the priest re-entered his body, the sun had set, the moon was out, …
it was time to bend matter to the will of song.
In the cool of the
night, the singing of the people began. The priest had gone to the
top of She Who is not to be Named, and began to play his material
flute. The songs rose and fell, dancing was added as well as some
drumming. Intoxicating waters had been created, and slowly slowly
slowly, the great stones by the river of life, on their barges, rose
into the night star filled sky, as the elemental folk guided, and
reasoned the living stone to its place of rest.
This was all done in
accord with the Moon, as that She Who Could be Named ruled the Night,
and the Elements. In the morning, as the Night Teachers kneeled
before the Rising of the One, the people put away their night magics,
and got ready for the day’s.
The priest was to supervise
some carvers of stone who had an interest in cats. Something about
their company making certain movements of craft and art more …
Life was joy, when
it could be. Illness, heartache, and death unavoidable. Floods and
wars and Gods&Goddesses throwing lighting bolts in the skys,
making arcs of elemental fire leap from pointed tower to pointed
tower, writing wisdom in the air.
~!~ ~!~ ~!~ ~!~ ~!~
translation of the Emerald Tablet
is true without lying, certain and most true. That which is below is like that which is above and that which is above is like that is below to do the miracles of one only thing And as all things have been and arose from one by the mediation of one: so all things have their birth from this one thing by adaptation.
The Sun is its father, the moon its mother, the wind hath carried it in its belly, the earth is its nurse. The father of all perfection in the whole world is here. Its force or power is entire if it be converted into earth.
Separate thou the earth from the fire, the subtle from the gross sweetly with great industry. It ascends from the earth to the heaven and again it descends to the earth and receives the force of things superior and inferior. By this means you shall have the glory of the whole world and thereby all obscurity shall fly from you.
Its force is above all force. For it vanquishes every subtle thing and penetrates every solid thing. So was ye world created. From this are and do come admirable adaptations where of the means is here in this.
Hence I am called Hermes Trismegist, having the three parts of the philosophy of the whole world That which I have said of the operation of the Sun is accomplished and ended.
is used here to speak of erotic and sensual love, as a part of a
Cross of Love, Eros being on the downward side of the vertical aspect
of the Cross. We have lost an Eros-based relationship with Nature.
To modern science a tree is a thing made of bits and pieces of this’s
and that’s that are also things. We deny to the Natural World the
rich interior life, that we have with each other, and which allows
for thoughts, emotions, and impulses of the will, to arise in the
invisible-within … Soul and Spirit to a wiser generation.
relationship with Nature requires an I and Thou approach, where we
see Nature’s Truth, not just our own. Every”thing” is
inter-connected, and filled with consciousness, whether we deny that
or not. Our world is clothed in a Green World, that itself is bathed
constantly with light. “In It – the Word – is Life, and the
Life is the Light of the World”
feels (is conscious of) these embraces, of light, of wind and water,
that is the basis of all life. There are no accidents, although the
totality seems to be making new stuff up from day to day. The Wild
is part of existence.
world of human-being folk seems determined to blow itself up.
Remember that the Flood was everywhere in ancient times. Mother
keeps a clean kitchen in which to perform Her daily Rites of creative
Alchemy. She sends many signs and signals, from UFO’s to Crop
Circles, topped off with Her rogue-weather – needed to clean up after
us. Rivers are not to be tamed, and will run over our walls at Her
us now consider our way of life – the social and political life,
how well those wild rituals, we call “elections”,
with the wisdom of the Heart.
Rovism is basically
the one-sided fruit that comes from an intellect unbound by the
heart. A lot of natural science finds its dreams there. It is a
normal feature of being a human being. We required the intellect to
awaken the scientific curiosity, a matter of no little consequence
for the evolution of consciousness. The Whole of Our Time, in a Way,
is a Rite of Passage for Humanity. Will we get our shit together, or
not? The Hopi call this Age: the Day of Purification.
I get dreams in my
soul, related to certain particular folk, one of which is/was/might
have been: George Washington. I tried to write a poem as if I had
been him. Its called: “the George Washington Blues’
Most of us have a
number of wishes, a lot connected to some version of: “What the
fuck happened to my country!?!”. Not just America, by the way.
There are aspects of life that are shared by many.
The main reason we
feel this way is because some folks want us to feel this way.
Politicians have nothing to say but: “the country is screwed, its
the other guys fault, and I know just how to fix it”. Major media
(for reasons of greed) loves to use Our Airwaves to sell us a similar
narrative, by focusing on the sensational. “Breaking News” …
what a joke.
Neither the politicians, or the main stream
media – a collection of self-interested intellectual Orcs – all
these folks bow to wealth and power – are paying mind to “We the
Peoples” needs. They want theirs and the rest of us need to work,
consume, and send our children off to wars.
A tragedy, perhaps …
Consider that for most of human history there was this tendency to
pyramidal (top-down) order. What is happening to us is nothing new.
As White Rose sez, in the TV show Mr. Robot: “the only coin the
rich and powerful value is violence”.
A lot of of lying
surrounds us, seeking one principle effect: Nobody has the power (or
even the right) to change this natural order of dominance. We win,
you lose. Get used to it.
A lot of Artists see the
situation differently. For example, in the film “a Bug’s Life,
the bullies seem to run things, until people really get the lesson
of: There are far far more of us than there are of Them. Still, the
“more-of-us” also have to take risks ( … “if you try
sometime” … ). https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OvcVB6lcYkQ
It is possible to
look at political events in America and feel horrified, and ashamed.
The shame is a
side-effect of the feeling of impotence. Such shame can take an even
darker turn, into hate and violence. Our heart knows we could do
more, but we are human, and really can only effect our personal
labyrinth-maze-tree of personal life events, with all its branches,
and hidden mysteries. If we’ve lived life even a little bit, we
start to get it that the world is not a place for big wishes. Small
wishes, sure. Be grateful for the little events of daily grace, and
the constant unrecognized aid of elemental folks.
kingdom is invisible to us. For many a forgotten myth, whose truth
most aboriginal religions knew well – through direct experience.
The ordinary American is the whole ground
on which the English-American military-industrial-intelligence
complex built its web of lies and control. For the alleged greater
good – we are told, which very much tended to reward wealth and
power with more wealth and power.
That “ground” of our
daily lives is worn down, and getting restless. Think
metaphorically/exactly of the huge root/systems underneath the
forests and fields. The individual sovereign American is such a
“Groot”, a kind of magical power, which can effect what is near
at hand. The way this forest works, however, requires heroes and
giants, and elfs and gnomes, all finding inter-connectivity in the
shared dark. The “shared dark” he sez, the place in us that
suffers in silence, and where dreams and wishes and hope are born.
The world behind our eyes.
Think, for a moment,
of the “first responder”, who at risk of life runs toward the
danger, by their own choice. In our own personal lives, what calls
for us to be able to respond? Truth to tell, we get to decide, and
there is no Right Way, only the puzzle-riddle right in front of us.
Our choice is asked for by the Mystery, a dilemma that only we can
resolve – otherwise why would we be standing there.?
Discard the songs of
politicians, rooted in their vanities and ambitions. Do you get up
in the morning and take care of where your heart, and mind, and hands
can reach? When you can. When you try.
Leave the big
picture to the big picture folk, known in ancient times as
Gods&Goddesses. We are co-artists in our own lives, and we too
get to paint outside the lines.
… think globally,
act locally, right? Just watch out for what goes around comes
Still, does a Nation
or a People need love for just who and what they really are? Next,
some ideas which appear in a book I wrote: “On the Nature of Public
Americans are becoming the People of Peoples. We are, due to
this, the progeny of all other cultures. The world has “flows”
of history, rivers of time&change – and what is worst of all
(for some) a Divinely Created Way. America – as a People and a
Nation, in this context, is a raging hormonal adolescent – having
then no original culture (never happened on Mother Earth before –
so this is a very big responsibility) and the best we can do is eat
what is brought to our cultural shores.
Eat. Take in as
nutrition. Metabolize. Use the collective energy to create what was
The Mystery of the Americas are related to
the Will. To elemental Fire. The wave of European Western
Civilization crashed upon our shores, and gave up the ghost
(literally), which still lingers when we do not understand musical
culture. Old World has to die for New World to be born. Something
that will take – at least – a millennium. How many different
ways of dancing, intoxicated or not, take place in America, on any
given Saturday Night?
But we are a bit too
culturally schizophrenic in ourselves, yet. Not absorbing properly
the Way of the Aboriginal Peoples already here, we instinctively
(instead of consciously) try to remain tribal. Each identification
we acquire, such as black, french, woman, and aged, requires we find
others, for few of us alone survive long in life. The bed rock
remains: all of us are individual human beings, living the tale of
our own peculiar life.
All who come here
are naturally value oriented, and due to strong differences we tend
to group together and act like tribes. Being in a tribe is in the
social/spiritual/geographical dna of the Americas. What we need is
a Native American as president. Imagine that, to see how far we have
yet to go.
election cycles, end up with everyone fighting everyone else.
Politicians seek to bring out the worst in us, and for their own
benefit, as members of the tribe Rich&Powerful.
is about dividing us against each other, and in hiding the truth –
relentlessly. For the Spirit here, which silently waits, wishes for
us to make new tribes. Never before tribes.
The Forest of
Humanity, in the Americas, has deep&dark roots. Not all of them
are good, as evidenced by mothers fleeing. Still, there is the
music. No one, not even the devil, can stop the music, the drumming
and the dancing. In fact, that is the “where” in our own soul
which knows something of the devil should live inside us as well. In
point of spiritual fact, the Americas are where the Gates of Hades
are remembered, not always fondly … just keep in mind that’s
where the Son went on a Saturday, in between his dying and His
Want to screw with
Rovism. Have some parties and invite your strange-other neighbors.
Only the sovereign American citizen can heal the divisions the dark
has laid upon us like a curse. Throw a dance, do some drumming,
break some bread together.
Face it folks –
and this is true elsewhere – social healing is up to us.
Understand spiritually the Whole (think globally), and be a first
responder (act locally), healing what is seen as need. “See, do”*
*Pithy saying from
an Angel, as reported on the original Ark, by Catherine MacCoun, the
author of “On Becoming an Alchemist: a guide for the modern
magician” (a book self-described by the author as a marriage of
Christian and Tibetan Alchemy).
an accurate name, for something not very nice. Trump happens
because of him, for this outrageous genius – Karl Rove – changed
the whole nature of modern politics. We need to know who to give
credit to, for our current situation. We also need to know what he
did and how he did it, if we want healing
is a kind of inverted buddhism, … the absence of compassion for
other living beings. Numbers are more important than hearts.
History may or may
not mark him, but if we are wanting to fix something in America, we
need to understand the structure, the system he put in place. The
movies disregard his role, both in the movie “W” – about Bush –
by Oliver Stone, and the movie “Vice” about Dick Chaney, written
and directed by Adam McKay. Rove was treated like a piece of
furniture in both, and no one has seemed to notice how much influence
such a mind could have, when working with ambitious men who did not
appreciate the true nature of his far too clever intellect.
Karl Rove was born
on December 25th, 1950. In accord with the season
(perhaps) his birth name was: Karl Christian Rove. He was nurtured
into the dark side – “dirty tricks” – of Republican politics by
no less a master than: Lee Atwater.
described himself in high school this way: “I
was the complete nerd. I had the briefcase. I had the pocket
protector. I wore Hush Puppies when they were not cool. I was the
thin, scrawny little guy. I was definitely uncool”
[facts and quote from Wikipedia]
George W. Bush ran for Governor of Texas, it
was because Rove
him out and talked him into it. Rove
to two terms as governor, and two terms as president. Something more
that luck is involved here.
whole art of war consists in a well-reasoned and extremely
circumspect defensive, followed by rapid and audacious attack.”
Rove campaign memo from the early years in Texas.
is the greatest political mind of his generation and probably of any
generation. He not only is a breathtakingly smart strategist but also
a clever tactician. He knows history, understands the moods of the
public, and is a visionary on matters of public policy. But he is not
a magician.” Fred Barnes,
conservative commentator, editor The Weekly Standard.
carve up constituencies with the best of them, and divide the country
as easily as columns on a spreadsheet — and with no more thought”
diarist “Hunter” DailyKos Aug.2007.
watched an interview with an intern, who worked with Rove in the
White House, and she described him as able to pull a spreadsheet of
numbers from a printer, read it, and then make a call to local
precincts – which were where the numbers came from – giving exact
instructions to be carried out by his word alone.
looking at 68 polls a week. You may be looking at four or five public
polls a week that talk about attitudes nationally, but that do not
impact the outcome –”
Karl Rove in a radio interview late October 2006. “You
may end up with a different math, but you’re entitled to your math.
I’m entitled to themath.”
in mind that data-mining was already an art in service to the wheels
of commerce. Then imagine Rove with access to the spending habits,
and reading habits, and television habits of all potential voters,
with detailed numbers at the level of neighborhoods.
Bush’s powerful adviser is one part spreadsheet-carrying,
vote-counting political wonk, and one part no-holds-barred,
brass-knuckled political operative”
method is to plot out elaborate strategies well in advance of the
campaign, and stick to them vigilantly. John Deardourff, Rove’s media
consultant for races in Texas and Alabama, says, ‘This rap Bush has
of never changing his mind and never admitting a mistake-that’s Karl!
That’s where it comes from.’ It is a tribute to Rove’s strategic
skill that he is so often right.”
Joshua Green Atlantic Monthly 2007.
like Trump’s playbook, yes?
Rove on the use of power …
not the way the world really works anymore,”
he continued. ”We’re
an empire now, and when we act, we create our own reality. And while
you’re studying that reality — judiciously, as you will — we’ll act
again, creating other new realities, which you can study too, and
that’s how things will sort out. We’re history’s actors . . . and
you, all of you, will be left to just study what we do“
Senior white house official, assumed by everyone to have been Karl
Rove, summer 2002.
there is infamous Trump base, … Rove set up a system …
Unger*, In an interview with Amy Goodman, mid-November 2007: Well,
LeHay** is one of the founders of the Council for National Policy.
Now, this is a not-very-well-known group, but it’s an umbrella group
that oversees dozens of Christian Right groups, like Focus on the
Family, which is James Dobson’s group. The Moral Majority was part of
it, and so on. And within it was
a much smaller group called the Arlington Group, of about fifty
religious leaders. Now, they were in regular contact with Karl Rove.
And what you have in the Christian Right is as many as 80 million
adult evangelicals. You have about 200,000 pastors, and they operate
almost as precinct captains did in the labor unions for the
Democratic Party. So this is a vast populist movement that operates
as part of the Christian Republican Party, and they have regular
contact with the White House. [emphasis
of: The Fall of the House of Bush:
The Untold Story of How a Band of True Believers Seized the Executive
Branch, Started the Iraq War, and Still Imperils America’s Future.
**one of the authors of the Left
Behind series of novels on
Tolkien’s Lord of the Rings trilogy, he writes of an adviser to a
King and gives him the name “Wormtongue”. Rove, an unnoticed
cold heart, with a clever mind, had effects on others only few would
Greenspan described his own emotional journey in dealing with Mr.
Bush, from an initial elation about the return of his old friends
from the Ford White House – including Mr. Cheney and Donald H.
Rumsfeld, secretary of defense – to
astonishment and then disappointment at how much they had changed.”
New York Times book review describing Alan Greenspan’s (former
chairman of the Federal Reserve) book: The
Age of Turbulence: Adventures in a New World “…much
to my disappointment, economic policy making in the Bush
administration remained firmly in the hands of the White House
was clearly referring to the political team led by Karl Rove at the
White House. Mr. Rove was a neighbor of Mr. Greenspan in a leafy
enclave near the Potomac River, but the two men almost never had a
conversation.” [emphasis added]
the time of the movie the Matrix, which introduced us to the
fictional synthetic intelligence as master
programmer: the Architect … this observation was made
the “architect” and “Bush’s brain”, Rove plotted the rise of
George W Bush and departed the White House after the disastrous 2006
mid-term elections. Successful punditry is a combination of real
political experience, intellectual nimbleness, a provocative turn of
phrase and a coherent point of view. Rove, a Fox News commentator and
contributor to Newsweek and the Wall Street Journal, has all these
isn’t perfect, and was not above cheating if there was a way not to
get caught. I recall him on Fox News, as the 2006 bi-election was
clearly headed to give the House to the Democrats, insisting over and
over again that the numbers would be different than they actually
were. He was wrong.
Why? Because he is blind to real
people’s feelings – no empathy. His numbers ran aground on
changes of heart that only appear in the voting booth, at the last
may protest that they would rather see him in jail than on their
television screens but they can’t help noting what he says. Whether
outlining what the Democrats should do or outlining John McCain’s
rocky path to victory (and McCain has followed his advice almost to
the letter), Rove’s take is important and often surprising. Expect
the name Rove to come up frequently on the campaign trail – and in
coverage of it.”
Comments in the British newspaper The Telegraph, who ranked Rove
(since leaving the White House) as
the number one
the top 50) pundits
U.S. Politics, Friday, May 2nd, 2008.
there is something he instituted all the way back in Texas, and for
which most who know of
don’t realize the genius in it: the infamous Talking Points.
changed daily as needed. From Rove’s offices there would come the
themes of the day, and these were sent to Fox News, to all the
conservative radio hosts, and even smaller television stations.
Those who received these talking points realized the effect of one
story repeated over and over again everywhere. The truth didn’t
matter at all. Just repetitions of vague platitudes and wild
assertions, all helping folk find that source of news that fits their
already existing biases.
created a number-savvy
process that eats the truth, and bends every event and tragedy into a
political question. That’s Rovism: Truth’s irrelvant. Change
the narrative everyday (a constant stream of red meat for the always
looking for the sensational major media).
political luck was born in Rovism, and Trump’s base had been
indoctrinated in the Way of it for years.
is someone people are inclined to lean upon, given his advice on
campaign matters is so acute. He has come. He has taught and
pioneered a garden of liars, all feasting on fake news, fake
personalities, and vague promises. When
Obama choose to not punish BushII&company for lying us into two
disastrous wars (one of which just became the longest war in our
history), weeds and dangerous seed of Rovism remained in place, which
the first over-ripe&decaying fruit: Donald
The garden of democracy is in need of new blood.
Will we be civil? That tale is yet to tell itself.
a dangerous excursion into shamanistic territories,
here is a link to “Outrageous Genius”, where I out Rove as the
incarnation of the Ice-Geometry-near Divinity Ahriman, in the
terminology of Rudolf Steiner’s Spiritual Science. Abstract
Intellectual Thinking – without the heart’s warmth&compassion
asserted inwardly to moderate it – leads to folly.
Notes on 2020 election in America … what is it about? The link below is to a recent opinion screed, in the New York Times, by Maureen Dowd. As expected (by many actually), the primary season of presidential politics finds the Democrats once again eating their young.
Republicans need do no opposition research until late in the cycle, because the Democrats will be dissecting each other with verve and creativity, finding dirt/failures/flaws in each other most of which are of no importance whatsoever.
“Pick me. I’m wonderful. Better than the others, who are basically wrong.”
Dowd is a fixture of “inside the beltway” Washington political culture. She is also an insider in both Parties, going to places and parties and meeting almost all the players.
Yes, her preference is for Democrats over Republicans, but still she is doyen of Washington liberal old guard. That’s what is dying, in both Parties – the Old Guard.
For those who might imagine that the 2020 election is a big deal, you are right, but for slightly wrong reasons.
We live in an Age where only the words “Tsunami of History” can describe the darkly lurking future. All the problems are endemic. Scarcities are inevitable. The rare will be fought over. Four Horseman Dancing.
We can’t stop it. We can only survive it. Civilizations have to die, before new culture can renew matters – a Phoenix out of the Ashes rite of passage.
Still … each of us has the maze/labyrinth of one day at a time. A repeating offense on our want for peace and rest. This last we will have to author out or ourselves.
How else does primeval fire – the dragons in us all – get to have a personal journey of self-discovery?
The Foundations of Existence are Spiritual. Western Civilization is dying into a new becoming. And we, … we are what we ourselves make of the bits and pieces of the Great Unsetting the Tsunami of History washes up on the shores of our own biography.
In America Party politics are falling apart, and this dangerous journey into social chaos needs (and actually has) personal folk taking care of their own business, while seeking/needing tea & sympathy for the particularly bad days.
Worried about Trump?
He is actually a crazy person, with an ego bigger than possible, a sure recipe for a personal fall from heights into obscurity. Every effort to appeal to the basest motives of his base, costs him votes elsewhere. He certainty wants to go out in blaze of glory, … the problem is that – as with Hillary – the Democrat establishment is so out of touch, it will shoot the truth in the foot, and leave us holding onto … what?
A nominated candidate who can’t win, because the establishment always takes the least risky roads. There would not be a US of A, if once in a while risky road were not taken, but caution rules elites, and the rest of us, …. make friends with your neighbors, and party as if the world would end tomorrow.
The Mother of all Fears … is that the world might actually make sense.
Tragedy&Comedy always does, but mostly in secret.
The invisible world of spirit is ever-present. Yet, for all that still invisible. For each, there is an inner world of far greater dimensions, for soul&spirit are infinite in time and space. A physical body carries its rider for a life-time, and then when the reigning dust dissolves in rust, the horseless ones stand alone, in good company, echos of lifetimes upon lifetimes … constant reincarnation in our world’s crashing seas of karma rendered justly.
With feelings of terror and pain = giant floating indigestible masses, that must be ridden out of sight. We all hold back, … until we explode and fire hundreds of bullets into a crowd in Las Vegas … still, such a lost soul is also loved, as are we all.
The separation and aloneness of self, a weight without wings. A gravitas of who am I, where am I, why am I, … questions made from iron anchored in granite. The spirit-self, a sword to pull from stone.
To accept that reality of spirit everywhere means Trump&Company have been welcomed by heaven&earth, with the same trials to carry as everyone else. Name a horror that exists, and acknowledge either that the Divine Mystery knows what It is doing, or They is/are completely mad.
In which case then, Logic Announces in Triumph: “If Mad the Gods may be, then from Their Rules, I may Flee.” At which vanity the stars giggle, like teenage girls on a sleepover, taking puffs of some fine strains of the Ganja Goddess.
From what Fae Spirit do you think “intoxication&celebration” came to be. “I am the Lord of the Dance” said He.
The logic of “evil” is odd. Evil requires, for meaning at the conceptual level, Good. Each is married to the “other”. The next level of odd, has to do with the truth, which is that not only are Good&Evil married, that marriage is an embodied reflection of aspects of the Divine Mystery Itself.
In my book “The Art of God: an actual theory of Everything”, I write there, as part of the modern conception of God, the idea that observable reality reveals God is distributed, with the same virtues we notice in distributed computing. Keep in mind that distributed computing is useful both to solve certain mathematical/scientific questions requiring a lot of processing power, and it is also a fertile field for “bots” running/dancing to the selfish songs born in black-hat hacking.
If we are a sensible person, we also see how in life individuals make decisions, which decisions effect other folks as well. These “choices” (whether between good&evil, or some other duality) effect the world. We author the choice, and as an aspect of that it is the distributed god&devil – within us, that chooses.
A sane understanding of Goethean science would cause folk to realize that spirit is everywhere right next to matter. Another married duality. Angels&demons. Men&women.
If we look within, at our feelings, that the properly chastised L. Ron Hubbard misnamed “the reactive mind”, we find another married duality, generally labeled: sympathy&antipathy. Here – in these feelings – is a tendency to move toward what we like, and away from what we do not like. This reactive feeling life, with its dual nature, has deep roots. In a certain Way, these feelings are “intelligence”, even if later we cannot articulate “reasons” for why we did what we did.
Rudolf Steiner described his view of the macrocosmic reality as containing another duality, which he named: Lucifer&Ahriman. The logos (logical) nature of such married dualities is that they are also united, and always a whole. There is no meaning if they are conceived as separate. Steiner taught that Christ was in between these two, and that Life was about our learning how to personally maintain the right relationship among polar conditions – we are the In Between that balances.
The use of the word Christ involves us with a more pressing problem, as regards the religious history of the world. To resolve this means first off to see the rise of the three monotheisms as a reflection in the “earth” sphere of macrocosmic qualities – the Divine Mystery is not just Christ, but Allah and Jehovah simultaneously. All duality is in reality a trinity.
There is a social/spiritual set of observations called “Theory U”. It finds there is descent and then assent, again a duality. In the case of the Hebrews, they became people of the law. Very strict rules, which according to Steiner made possible the creation of a quite definite strain of genetic inheritance. Some work&order was necessary for there to be a body which a God could live for a time.
Rules and obedience. The Hebraic Divinity appears in multiple ways, including phenomena like burning bushes, pillars of cloud, and seas that obey the prayers of wizards. The old Testament is filled with dreamers dreaming, and poet-kings singing. Remnants of the goddess religions being slowly subsumed, as the three monotheism began the work of imprinting themselves on the world.
Descent needed to follow by ascent. The earth-impression of the Divine Mystery is complex, and while on the one hand both the Hebrew – and already born Christian – religions there also needed to be a balancing upward movement. Earth and Heaven being woven together, with the last “people of the book” – Islam, being deeply connected to the Mother, to the social heart – the family, and to the Idea of Surrender. We forget history’s song, when we judge Islam and do not recognize that during Europe’s dark age, Islam flowered with genius everywhere.
All three are being destroyed from within, through the advocates of my way or the high way, a common human foible that insures that social forms evolve. Another repetition of the primary marriage of polar states of consciousness.
Part of the current world situation is made especially acute, due to the fact that we feel we are a separate self, over here, while there is an outside/experienced world that is not us. Another duality, that is fundamentally a trinity, which totality itself is a unity, a marriage not in name only. No wonder Christ urges us to cleave to each other, and become again as little children.
Every human being is their own Path. Be yourself; and, I hope the above meditation on “Evil …” has been useful.
A Love Letter to the
Friends of Rudolf Steiner’s Anthroposophy …
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expressions mirror the Divine Mystery itself. We are They and They
are We. Anthroposophia is this, as well. Four directions and a
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understand this touch goes both Ways. Experience touches us. We
If you Grok a michaelic martian stranger
in a strange land, … the Earth knows us even more intimately then
we yet know the Earth. All manifestations, even “objects” which
appear completely inert, and governed by fixed rules of “scientific”
laws, at the edges of experience – where we feel the wind, or touch
the sky with our eyes – are invisible Beings. Elementals – aware of
us far more than we are aware of them.
The untamed cold
intellect has killed the mind’s ability to actually see what is
right in front of us. What is going on?
McKanan is the
Emerson Senior Lecturer at Harvard Divinity School, and this work
involved at least twenty years of his life to produce. Every fan of
Steiner and/or what many name: Anthroposophy – should own a copy, or
three, of this book to share. In this book, McKanan brings the
Aristotelian impulse in Anthroposophy to a “logical” conclusion,
which is to tell the story of: Without Steiner, environmentalism
loses its best Aristotelian friend whose works broke open all the
secrets of the ancients, and wove them into a new tapestry of
meaning. Bright and richly textured. Arts of thought at the most
Still, a work not
yet flowering as widely as many had hoped. Have we failed him, and
Her? Good, grief, of course we have. Being human means falling
down in spite of our best intentions.
have not yet really noticed Steiner’s pointing to Anthroposophia,
for in the Anthroposophical Society (and wider community of Steiner
readers), his thought comes to a kind of rest state. Why rest? Why
pause for a moment and breathe … the Wind is not done with any of
us, whatever our peculiar predilections might be. The Wind has
shifted a bit, and certain songs from the American Southwest haunt
our souls, such that we might do well to wonder about the gateways to
the deeps, these forgotten peoples still guard.
situation is simple and aggravating at the same time. To what degree
do I harm my own spiritual development, by any one-sided activity,
such as reading a lot of Steiner, and joining groups who talk of
nothing but Steiner, perhaps unconsciously creating a shadow/double
(Steinerism) of Anthroposophy, which sees becoming learned in his
words a worthy philosophical goal.
The reality is that to
the extent that Steiner-said occupies a too prominent place in my
soul, there my own spirit is not. This could bring us to imagine,
then, a kind of arid desert around the Steiner-inspired. That would
not be true. We didn’t get to meet him physically, but spirit/mind
to spirit/mind. Meanwhile, he pointed us in certain directions, and
in our striving to realize in our own lives, some element of his
genius, our personal deeds gain additional shine. Just keep in mind
that it is the own heart, which gives off the warmest light.
Anthroposophy does not live in the intellect, but is –
as he remarked – a calling/hunger of the heart. Humanity, under
the enchantment of the powers of the intellect (a matter-only science
– no spirits allowed), … humanity needs to be freed from those
chains to our personal autonomous imagination.
Readers of Steiner
might be hungry for fresh tales, forged in a darker occult
wilderness. Still, there was in the Steiner-then – too much
intellectualism simply because – for Europe – the Intellectual
Soul thrived, … in fact in the 19th Century its prowess
crowned the world with achievements – albeit some very dangerous.
In essence, to build
a spiritual bridge, from the social-center of the world outward,
required first making the local soul-ground fertile through the
already existing pattern of intellectualality (recall Herr Dr.
Steiner), via lectures and books. Amazing lectures and books.
truth is simple, after a fashion. Many great intellects in our Age
(Newton, Einstein, Hawking), already feeling isolated in their
individuality from all that surrounds them (as with most of us in
some fashion). As a result we are filled thereby with a natural
ego-sense – some call: the on-looker separation. The ordinary
human experience is one of being a “center” with a periphery over
which we have little control. At the same time, life teaches us that
even our “center” is complicated. The human journey itself is
evidence of the Divine Mystery living in Everything.
has led to a unique bias against the natural world, through
humanity’s (aided by scientific intellectualism) assumption that we
– human-creatures – are the only material entity with a fully
self-conscious (invisible to the senses of most others), interior
The Earth is for too many a prison from which to
escape, fleeing fires of fears becoming more and more desperate –
people moving in flood. Meanwhile … in fact there remains latent
within, a magical moon-light world, of sprites and Thrones, of Old
Ones and memories of Existence’s Original Spiritual State as a
What we call
environmentalism is a flame for living truths. What has been done to
our minds to lose a sense of the Sky as the Father, and the Earth is
the Mother? Will we add to humanity’s growing mastery/fear of
death, a true quantum leap in the imagination, arriving at a
authentic mastery of life, magical and mystical. She has given us
so much, the least we can do is be proper caretakers for the Old Age
of Her Avatar body we call a planet. Planting trees with whom we
learn to talk. Going into the still preserved regions, the
inhospitable regions, and rekindling the fire of love between us and
the all around.
wild can never be tamed, except by the Mother of Wild Herself. So
with our own souls. We are inundated with concerns over global
warming, cryptically aware we are killing the Life Sphere, who truth
to tell are more worried about us, than Themselves.
artists imagine many horrible/terrible futures, given everyone’s
understanding of the evils that seem to live in the hearts of men.
The Beast from the Abyss is human freedom.
a fine, nae far better, poetic notation of the razor-edged cusp on
which the future of all of humanity balances. If we might expand
that notation a little to include/conclude the idea that it is the
human being Itself that is the healing source/ground from which the
“environment” is to recover from the ravages of industrial
Existence teaches that if you run too fast,
there will be a trip&fall … and the higher the heights
obtained, the more startling the messy splash.
We are free
to engender endless ruination. The Divine Mystery lent us this gift,
suggesting we humans would be worth the trouble. Will we make
something greater than the Creation itself, or will we fail
ourselves, the once upon a time legendary crown of creation.
Our world burns with
violence and rage. People run away and toward anything, but where
they are. The alchemy of Alcoholics Anonymous suggests we can’t
actually get away from ourselves, however far we run.
Rudolf Steiner made
two very important predictions about the near future of humanity.
The first (and most important, when properly understood) concerns the
Return of Christ in the Ethereal World. The ethereal is the
world/sphere of Life, – “In It (the Word) was Life, and the Life
was the Light of the World”.
Which is also the light
of the world of thought. When we think, that is, … the where/realm
in which we think is a living world, with us as one of many creative
loci, hungering to sing/sign our Way past/through the edges some
call: the Threshold, although I suspect in the future we will use
other language such as: the Collective Imagination; or the Dreamtime.
Steiner’s second near-time prediction concerned
some future co-workers. The Aristotelians in the Society would have
a chance to work with the Platonists, folk who don’t normally hang
together in the same Age. The Culmination, Steiner called it.
Why is that meeting
Aristotelians tend to being deeply connected to
the Mysteries of the Son, and thereby connected to the Mysteries of
the Father. “I and the Father are One; No one gets to the Father
except by me”.
The Platonists are
deeply connected to the Mysteries of the Mother – i.e they are what
Steiner might have called “initiates”, due to the fact that they
live in the world of spirit&matter. None the less, these
Platonists might confess to being: mere foolish wizards and/or
accidental shamans, that being the same thing (mostly). They have
become deeply connected to the Mother, enough so that the word
This personal connection, with the Maternal, is the main matter. In terms of the Eco-Alchemy noted by McKahan, the pagan is at the edges. Farmers, and others seeking to heal the Mother’s over cultivated kingdoms, are not unaware of the little people – the nature spirits, but still – in a “scientific age” – how and why do we connect with the consciousness that lives in the green world, among the stone people, and the water and air folk.
Stephen Clarke, who
was also at the Culmination with Catherine, and myself, has helped
Steiner’s works immensely, by correcting a fundamental error. It
is not that Steiner has feet of clay (we all do), but Steiner
practiced spiritual science, and if better work was to come along, he
would be the first to applaud its arrival.
From this remarkable spiritual reseach we learn the details of
where&why Christ went on a Saturday two millennia ago.
discussed the two Ways (the Aristotelian son/father folk and the
Platonist mother/pagan folk) in his lectures on Karma. The two folk
have karma, which suggests some butting of heads on occasion. Truth
to tell, Life as Providence – being the best teacher of all – has
already introduced everyone to the question of: What are we? Not
Still, as a pagan-anthroposophist, I invite
folk to consider the Americas, the last – found for Europeans to
plunder – great continental feature, a Western rocky shore on which
Western (Greek&Roman) Civilization could give up the ghost.
land, peopled for Epochs before European grandiose interference dined
on these places – geological & geographical magical-mystical
Loci – dotted with ancient temples close to the Gates of Hades –
so many other-folk here now, without realizing that in the Americas
one goes down and through the dark, in order to find the light.
journey best enjoyed in the company of others, drumming, dancing, and
Those familiar with the works of Owen Barfield will be aware of his remarks about how words change their meaning over time (See “Speaker’s Meaning” for details). In our case the keystone word is “Anthroposophy”. It is possible to try to use that word in the precise fashion with which Steiner applied it – not always successfully. Through usage the meaning has changed over time. It wasn’t him so much as it was the times, and the needs of middle-European folk. Anthroposophy as “the path of cognition”, over time and through usage, becomes Anthroposophy = the spiritual scientific philosophy of Rudolf Steiner, which is how the term is used (mostly) as Dan McKanan encountered it.
In a very real sense, something Divine as fallen to Earth, perhaps an actual incarnate Being, named: Anthroposophia. This earthly/heavenly Being needs both, the Aristotelians and the Platonists, in order to express Her full Nature.
She is of the Shes long forgotten, an Immortal Sphinx, buried under the sands of time, as the three monotheisms ran over the older earth/mother religions, … and here we encounter a new mystery. The monotheisms seem to run aground on the rocks of scientific materialism. God is made dead by logical&intellectual fiat. We, of the 21sts Century, find even the idea of there being something true, lost to our public life via fake news, and synthetic intelligence being used to make talking images out of ones and zeros, and a dark heart.
Humanity is being forced to rely on Itself. Although it is clear that the gods&goddesses seem to have bet the whole house on our being up to the task. They clearly trust us, given our flirtations with powers of death, so maybe it is time to once again consider the virtue of trusting Them, as well.
Significantly, for Steiner lovers, he was not the only player placed on the board by the Mystery. The question is, will the Aristotelians climb into the zen-swamp Faerie/Underworld/Upsidedown with the Platonists, or will they hide out in their books and “if he said it, it must be true”. An attitude that if continued will make it harder to get people to open their hearts to Steiner’s love and sacrifice.
The whole of the human-future is at stake, saith Steiner, if the Culmination does not happen in the right way. What is the right way?
The transformation of the influence of Anthroposophy on environmentalism, needs to evolve to the point, where not only is the Return of Christ in the Ethereal important (all minds can experience this), but the recognizing of the “environment” itself as a living Cosmic Being is brought to the public mind.
“The only relationship which will be effective for achieving the quite worthy goals of the environmental movement, is the relationship of I and Thou. For there is an immense unasked question: what does Nature want? And no human being has the right to impose their personal point of view over that of Nature Herself” From my essay: “The Quiet Suffering of Nature” http://ipwebdev.com/hermit/qsfnt.html
This has been proven by the collective works of those who have achieved some aspects of Goethean science. The work has been done, it just now needs to be championed in the right way. What is the right Way?
Throw a party and give away the knowledge. Increase production and sale of Adams, Lehrs, Hauschka, and company. They belong to humanity, and not some dusty corner of a Waldorf School library.
Or not. If
something needs doing, does it get done automatically? I don’t
believe that is how the world is meant to work. Let me borrow …
“Ask not what Anthroposophia can do for you, but what you can do
[NOTE DATES: the first written before Harvey knew of what happened, a beautiful prose/poem to the Season. Following that, will be what he wrote the next day. I’ve encountered no better grasp of 9/11’s esoteric and exoteric heart. These are best read aloud, with some passion.
“For Earlyfire, mood ever upstages all memory of events. And Michaelmas then becomes a time of reflection, of consenting to let go of the spree of the summer, and the pastel float of its siren-song, and to bring her euphoria and fan of perfume, and all sweet fenceless expanse that let us reach to the meadows of every distant star at will in the long season of floorless song, and kiss and at last, to welcome it back to unwinged, places, politely handcuffed to more anchored beauty, and gone our drunkard’s major chords, lost forever in the mists of Mists of Avalon.
“Let the introspection be medicine, always restoring the quiet, and de-spicing the warm and buoyant revels, guide us one and all back south of the sky, to the Place of Kneeling. This is what the leaves announce, that by catching fire, and descending pungeant to the air’s seabottom, loud in braided harvest hues of peach and orange and cherry, sing before the Angel of Death, all this to remind us of how love comes to tell the last tale whenever the pages of magic, losing their ink,turn white as the coming snow.
“And chill is blessing, for the Day of Atonement, the Day of Hollows and plainsong is at hand, when the dragon and the flames of the dragon within is exiled to clay climates, and made flightless and sober, must drink wine of iron, reckon gravity his friend, and so anchored, made devout, holy by winter, light his own torch and learn to stand again……….
“It is the season when we learn the secret of how to respond to being orphaned, and encounter the opportunity to invite the development of the power of detachment which camphor cools the raging of wild campaigns, of all that’s fair in love and war. And thus what seems, slows, no longer glows and now descends from dreams, and what once round us wove famous parades, now de-charades, and suddenly becomes robust to our touch. And so it comes to pass we discover touch is another word for Thanks.”
(9/12/01) Cold and Uncaring
“Often the manifestations of Justice make for intolerable assaults against Mercy, and by way of seeking to comprehend such mysterious competition, require, more gently, suggest, better, softly invite, that an event as punctuating,, as irrevocable in human history as we have seen yesterday, must be seen to serve what can be focused through different lenses. The Heart speaks first: There is no way to dissolve or in any way distancing, to exclude ourselves from participating in the personal tragedy which befell those individuals who suffered real loss. So we too, who witnessed yesterday’s terrorism, no longer bystanders, are also compelled to endure the psychic rape at the destruction of the World Trade Center and the Pentagon. But suddenly a shift, now to transition from heart to thought, and dare raise a more graphic issue, even if the price of raising such a question is the revelation of knowledge from which one recoils: “What is the linkage between what is undeserved by individuals and that to which our entire way of life is violenced, which can be connected to matters of justice? Patience! One must wait around to confront this, better, to listen and receive, best, to embrace the answer, for to fly from it is to invite history to repeat itself. Thus ask: “How do the lives of individuals and the tale of buildings interesect?”
“The World Trade Center and the Pentagon are bricks and steel cemented with a mythology, strange to say “saturated” with group identity and momentum, one which like donning totem masks upon one’s face, overlays the lives of the people who perished inside them with an irrevocable dimension of martyrdom of ideals and values we ourselves wear. For all those who lost their lives, unwilling volunteers in the death of buildings, who were asked to wear, to bear the clothing of the headquarters at the very center of the competitive, triumphal heart of American economics and government, which embody the entrepreneurial sovereignty and deeply-treaded legacy of material accomplishments of America, were also at the same time compelled to be clothed in the shadow, the double of those buildings, which are the symbols of arrogance which achieves economic triumph by the chill reptilian reduction of individuals and nations to objects of target marketing. And the relationship between the fulfilment of an American Dream and the infliction of a Third-World Nightmare will not go away, is immune to all distraction and bypass, is central to all Michaelic dialogue for this age, and so must be raised, felt as inevitable and must be answered not by those who would short-circuit thinking and speak in behalf of all of us, not by the flame-broil of spin doctors and well-jacuzzied media hypnotists, and the appointed hosts of credentialled high priests of politics and similar corrupt Magi, but rather by far more quiet, sovereign, authentic acts of private individuals who heroically refuse giving up their right to think or interpret or vote to those whose very conspicuous power and easy confidence make the rest of us victims in the claws of a scorpion, blind in loyalty to unwholesome assumptions about what is important in human existence.
“No one can hesitate acknowledging, no one can doubt that the terrorist attacks were obviously directed toward mocking, degrading and annihilating the prestige of an inspired economic and often morally-vacuous torque which expresses, which promulgates ferociously manipulative interests to which we, stroked till numb-drunk with thoughts of triumphal cannibalism of success, wealth, have become fast addicts, and confuse our addiction with belief, and so have come, at long last to prefer victory to beauty, the celebration of turf to the blessing of the whole.Were all this not true, then why the chronic outpour of ecstatic violence in our entertainment industry, or the premium, adorationally god-like salaries of our glowing gladatorial sports heros which we homage and in such genuflexion, make ourselve a nation willing to remain fast anaesthetized by heroism minus the homework of heroism, which is the sourcing of courage, which, truth to swell, truth to tell, makes of us all shameless, intellectually safely grazing sheep while the angels weep snow tears to wash away the bloodshed below, while war remains a synonym for necessity.
“Those who are devastated deserve compassion and warmth, which injected into the engulfing brutality of this catastrophic moment, Americans can nobly rise to source, to greet the dragons of the day. But now enter the other half of the perspective: For our response, for our bathe of mercy in this dark night to ultimately prove to be a source of its salvation, one must also in the wake of such work of healing, acknowledge that Justice is older, more mature than Mercy, and the law of “Goes round, comes round” will have the final say as the instrument of revelation. We must ask what have we done to deserve to be awakened by such murder. In what way has our corporate loyalty, our IV of monthly green that drip$ in this petty pace from day to day swept under the carpet many opportunities to address the harmonization of East and West, to seek out a spiritual chiropractic alignment of Wisdom to Tool-based cultures?
“This event is a reincarnation of the storming of the Bastille, of peasants who have been victimized by both literal and attitudinal machinery, made the voiceless subjects of an unidentified aristocracy. Peer down the dim tunnels of history, observing the centuries when Indians decimated by Priveleged Conquistadors, prepared the way for Manifest Destiny, for Lebensraum, for Palestineans being oppressed by Israelis. Observe how wounded pride, how it makes us all addicts scrambling without dignity or majesty to secure a place in the sun, how fattened it becomes, flooded with opportunity to employ instruments of murder purchased from factories which keep American and European economy thriving, how it perpetuates a grave injustice to something far greater, far more consequential than the success of an American Dream, how it militates against the evolution of a mankind created in God’s image. It is more convenient for history to repeat itself, then to cut the circle and from it becoming Carpenters, with leaven of hope north to the future pulling, author a spiral.
“I think the third world war is the conflict between those who merely embrace religious, philosophical and humanistic omni-cultural ideals and those who climb uphill to practice them, between a well-credentialled Ghost God and his lip services, who with theoretical warmth massacres the human race by cliches of indifference, and those of us on an Ark, the survivors of the Ghost God, who daily birth an experience-able God within who honors the human dwellers of this planet with a destiny, rather than abandons it to a fate.
“And so Earlyfire suspects that this is the question which none of us are capable of murdering, the one which will not go away, the one which, depending upon whether we, as, individuals who refuse to rubber stamp another’s judgment, become noble by an act of response, or, remaining below in sub-human squalor, become a terrorist by our reaction. Tis the stuff out of which either/or is sired, and once sired, like a child, must now be raised. And they asked again and he says all this, ’tis but a mild footnote to a Christmas Carol, perhaps sung, it will remain to be seen, by the tone deaf.
“”As ye from crimes would pardoned be, let your indulgence set me free””