‘I have gathered myself together,
Like the beautiful Hawk of Gold.
Ra enters in
Day by Day
To hear my words.’
“You know of what I speak, Gandalf.
A great eye, lidless, wreathed in flame.”
I recall struggling to formulate this image when first reading Tolkien’s masterpiece.
Even with the help of the cover illustrations it seemed to me then an incredibly ‘difficult’ adversary to picture.
Subsequent artists and filmakers have done a pretty decent job of making the image real and sufficiently menacing.
But what of the symbolism?
What can it mean that Sauron only ever appears as an eye?
“I see you.
You cannot escape.”
From a psychological perspective the Eye of Sauron can be regarded as signifying the Super Ego.
The Super Ego is a manifestation of all those ideals and authority figures that the Ego seeks to impress in order to justify its existence, and look and feel good about itself, but is ever doomed to fail to impress because those ideals are as empty and groundless as the Ego itself, being ultimately, themselves, projections of that Ego.
“What news from Mordor, my Lord?
What does the Eye command?”
The over-bearing demands of the Super Ego and the futile attempts of the Ego to satisfy those demands recall the sweet maid in the rhyme, ‘Soldier Soldier…’
What the Ego needs to do, instead of trying to obey the Super Ego, is to listen to, and act upon, the promptings of the Id.
The Id is the inner child of wisdom which the Ego initially develops to protect.
Once fully developed the Ego conveniently forgets the reason for its development.
Perhaps that is also why Tolkien chose Hobbits as his heroes?
“They would only be small.
Like children to your eyes.”
The Eyes of Horus are not the Eye of Sauron.
They recognise only the Id-entity…
Well, I regard that as a tad unfair seeing as though my slug trails aren’t actually slug trails at all.
I quite like slugs anyway… admittedly it is not ideal to have herds of them wandering about the gaff like wildebeest on the Serengeti if that is indeed where such beasts hang out but the odd one dropping by to say hello is not too much of an imposition I shouldn’t have thought… Their ‘antennae’ are well cool… and fascinating to observe.
Ah, yes the synchronicities multiply indefinitely do they not?
Jung’s take on it was that such arbitrary correspondences speak of a greater reality the forms of which for the most part we can only grasp at like children trying to catch dreams… or butterflies…
It does though make one wonder about the fabled abilities of the Egyptian magicians and such like, perhaps there is a science to this that can be learned, and then taught…
A part of that science would doubtless involve developing the ability not to grasp… to simply hold out ones hand receptively…and ask politely, and I suppose that’s what terms such as possessing an ‘open mind’ refer to… or indeed the ‘divine poverty’… the ability to listen too would be an important attribute… how often does the precise terminology or phraseology used point to the deeper reality of what has actually occurred?
Learn to frame your questions correctly and they answer themselves.
I was wondering about our imminent walkabout too…
We have a number of things to do… but whether that will be all we get to do remains to be seen which I suppose is all part of the fun…
Where will we end up on Thursday for example is a question currently shrouded in mystery?
The question of vandalism at the old sites is really too depressing to contemplate… as is the ego sigil…the desire to ‘make one’s mark’ as my old friend, Bill, from ‘The Reality Asylum’ used to say… a product of the deepest insecurity… but natural and understandable, perhaps.
Yes, that is odd, and a complete reversal of what one would expect…
Anthropomorphism is supposed to follow zoomorphism not the other way around…
So… lungs…east… liver… south… stomach…west… intestines…north…
Heart …the all encompassing central and peripheral…quintessence.
The brain as a receiver and transmitter… but without the heart connection it just puts out groundless static.
Even so, the idea of it being sucked out of the nose is not appealing…
The Fields of Ra are Star Fields I take it…
And Ra our closest star…
It is a powerful and coherent conception of being.
No wonder it still exerts such a fascination for people… well, apart from the snot bit…
Full steam ahead for the weekend… we will undoubtedly need to visit Beeley in search of both ice cream and beer… I wonder if we shall bump into the enigmatic Mister Fox... he sometimes lurks about the Derbyshire hills and I have an idea just where he might be found…
Are there any other shots we need for The Black Shade… that you can think of?
The Beast… as I shall never tire of insisting…is a Drama Queen…
And is doubtless only after the chicken…
As inanimate objects tennis balls are no more capable of being kidnapped as they are herded.
But you know this too…
Collecting tennis balls is not herding them…
If one is interested in Mythology then there are a couple of books published under the Silent Eye Press banner which it would be foolish to be unaware of.
The first is the cycle of Egyptian Myths put together by Sue Vincent which goes by the intriguing moniker, ‘The Osiriad’.
Whilst ourselves familiar with most of the stories in this collection the notion that these tales actually formed a cycle telling the beginnings of the Gods and their operations in Egypt came as something of a pleasant surprise and each individual tale gains immeasurably by finding its rightful place in the overall scheme.
It is a welcome and masterly contribution to the Egyptian Pantheon.
The second is our own foray into that corpus of Mythological Tales which we believe represent the Ancient Myths of Albion.
‘Crucible of the Sun…’ is an ideal primer for anyone contemplating the study of the venerable stories contained in, ‘The Mabinogion.’
But don’t take my word for it here’s Shan Morgain, complier of the invaluable online resource for this Mythos: Mabinogi Study.
‘A highly creative retelling of the tales which merges, omits and rearranges characters and events…Those new to the tales will find it very exciting, stylish and evocative of a tribal past…’
For less than the price of a couple of drinks one can get ones head around the sources of two of the Highest Cultures known to man. So what are you waiting for?