Category Archives: Ancient Sites

Into the All…

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One, is All…

Two, the realisation that One is All…

Three, the balance of it…

Four, the establishment of it…

Five, its central essence…

Six takes sides against it…

Seven is its fulcrum…

Eight, its portal-gate…

 Nine, the step through that gate…

…Into the All.

Hot House Flowers…

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Can a ‘bad’ man turn ‘good’?

Or the sinner become a saint?

The annals of religious science are littered with such ‘miracles’.

Yet the capacity to fast and feast…

Seek solitude or egregore…

To abstain and fully participate…

Are common to us all.

That we choose to focus our intent upon one or the other

does not alter the fact that in a seasonal cycle

each and all, at one time, or another, are perfectly natural states.

 

Born under punches?…

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Could the Norse ever let go of Thunder?

Given that quality leads in and quantity leads out…

Can Man relinquish sex as a value system?

Unike those spirited ‘barbarians’ of the extreme northern climes,

primitive faith has never clung to its Gods…

Primitive faith is sacrifice, pure and simple: a heiratic exchange.

Unfortunately, Modern man lacks both the finesse of mind and the depth of humour to apprecite the ‘Gesta Romanorum’ of presenting to the world this idea as a ‘God of the Cross’.

Such fearsome boldness sailed over the heads of the masses whose mentality saw only the gruesome suffering and had no real tongue for the inevitable triumph of light.

 But, what might this language of light look and sound like?

Well, it would be painless, certainly…

 

 

Masks of God…

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Profundity loves a mask.

Mystics of every hue have always known it.

There are acts of such magnitude that were they not concealed behind an acceptable veneer…

The world would split asunder and spew forth not fire and brimstone,

but caramel.

The perpetrators of such acts…

Those Spirits of Profundity sprout masks like water-cress.

Their actions are perpetually interpreted shallow…

As guard against the blinding light.

 

 

 

Chiaroscuro…

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It is in the nature of things to deceive.

So, if we take ‘space’, ‘time’, ‘form’ and ‘motion’ to be deceptions…

Would it not be justifiable to mistrust our ‘thinking’ also?

‘What innocence!’

‘What daring!’

To expect consciousness to be honest about the outside world.

Should we not screw up our faces with suspicion

at every judgement proclaimed from this, ‘Court of the Apparent’?

This, ‘Court of the Apparition’?

Ah, but what shades of light and dark co-exist betwixt these two!

Singular Mind…

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Few are born to ascent.

Those few that are may lack the strength of character to attempt it.

Without recklessness it is almost inconceivable.

Our Minstrel, hazards the mountain path alone,

and asks none for advice, for who could tell him even of its existence?

If he falters, his limbs rot where they fall.

Torn from his torso by that pitiless Cave Bear who crouches,

ravenous, in the depths of our consciousness.

Amnesia II…

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Spontaneous Internal Combustion.

You may have heard of the phenomenon?

It can now be regarded as the final death-knell for the Theory of Evolution by Natural Selection.

It is hardly likely that any ‘new species’ would simultaneously errupt on the face of the planet like so many hot flushes.

Yet, once a memory is framed, and accepted, it can be true at all times and all places without ‘compunction’.

It also means, that we are born into a past that never happened,

and pass-on into a future that is real.