Showing posts with label Enkidu. Show all posts
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Monday 3 December 2018

The Enkidu Principle : Jesus and Judas




The Last Temptation of Christ - 
Jesus and Judas

Rabbi, can I talk to you? 
I'm not like these other men. 
I mean, they're good enough, they're good men. 

But they're weak. 

One's worse than the other. 
Where'd you find them? Look at me. 

If I love somebody, I would die for them. 
If I hate somebody, I'd kill them. 
I could even kill somebody I loved if they did the wrong thing. 

Did you hear me? 
Do you understand what I said? 

Yes, I understand. 

The other day you said, if a man hit you, you'd turn the other cheek. 
I didn't like that. 

Only an angel could do that, or a dog. 
I'm sorry but I'm neither. 

I'm a Free Man. 

I don't turn my cheek to anyone. 
We both want the same thing. 


We do?


Do you want freedom for Israel?


No. I want freedom for the soul. No. That's what I can't accept. That's not the same thing! First you free the body, then the spirit! The Romans come first. You don't build a house from the roof down but from the foundation up. - The foundation is the soul. - The foundation is the body. That's where you must begin. If you don't change the spirit first, change what's inside... ...then you'll only replace the Romans with someone else, and nothing changes. Even if you're victorious, you'll still be filled with the poison. You've got to break the chain of evil. How do you change then? With love. - Who's there? - It's me, Andrew. Is everything... It's all right. Go back to sleep. Judas and I are talking. There's an example. You know, the Zealots ordered me to kill you. Why did you change your mind? I decided to wait. For what? I thought maybe you were the One. To unite us. I didn't want to destroy that. How do we know? How could I be the Messiah? When those people were torturing Magdalene, I wanted to kill them. And then I opened my mouth... ...and out comes the word "love." Why? I don't understand. I can't look to the others for answers, all they do is follow you. We'll go to Judea and see John the Baptist. Every day he tells hundreds of people the Messiah is coming. He'll know. He'll know. I'm afraid. Stay with me. 



ASHILDR: 
It makes perfect sense, and you know it. Am I right? Is it true?
DOCTOR: Does it matter?
ASHILDR: No. Because I have a better theory.
DOCTOR: Really?
ASHILDR: What if the Hybrid wasn't one person, but two?
DOCTOR: Two?
ASHILDR: A dangerous combination of a passionate and powerful Time Lord and a young woman so very similar to him.

[Tardis]

ASHILDR [on scanner]: Companions who are willing to push each other to extremes.
DOCTOR [on scanner]: She's my friend. She's just my friend.
ASHILDR [on scanner]: How did you meet her?
CLARA: Missy!

[Cloisters]

DOCTOR: Missy.
ASHILDR: Missy. The Master. The lover of chaos, who wants you to love it, too. She's quite the matchmaker.
DOCTOR: Clara's my friend.
ASHILDR: I know. And you're willing to risk all of Time and Space because you miss her. One wonders what the pair of you will get up to next.
DOCTOR: Nothing. Nothing at all. I know I went too far. I get it. That's why I'm doing what I'm doing.
ASHILDR: And what would that be?
DOCTOR: I'm taking her back to Earth. Somewhere safe, somewhere out of the way. I'm going to wipe her memory of every last detail of me.

[Tardis]

DOCTOR [OC]: It'll be like our friendship never happened.
ASHILDR [OC]: That may not be what she wants.
DOCTOR [OC]: 'I've done it before. Usually, I do it telepathically, but this time, I've got something better.
(Clara picks up the neural block.)

[Cloisters]

DOCTOR: It's quite painless.
ASHILDR: Will you tell her what you're going to do?
DOCTOR: Of course.
ASHILDR: When?
DOCTOR: Now.

[Tardis]

(Clara activates the glasses again.)
CLARA: Screen off.
(Ashildr gestures you first to the Doctor, and they both go inside.)
DOCTOR: You okay?
CLARA: Yeah. Yeah, yeah. Just, you know, my pulse.
DOCTOR: Yeah, we'll fix that somehow. I promise. You remember Ashildr, of course.
CLARA: Yeah, sure.
DOCTOR: I thought you'd be more surprised to see her.
CLARA: I was watching. On the monitor.
(She picks up the glasses and moves away from the console. The Doctor picks up the neural block.)
CLARA: No. Doctor, whatever you're about to do, don't do it.
DOCTOR: It won't hurt, it'll be nothing. You'll just pass out for a moment.
CLARA: And then?
DOCTOR: When you wake, you'll be fine.
CLARA: But
DOCTOR: Clara, just listen to me.
CLARA: Just say it. Say it. Come on. Tell me.
DOCTOR: When you wake up, you will have forgotten me. You'll have forgotten we ever even met.
CLARA: And why would I want that?
DOCTOR: Because it's the only way. That stuff in your head, the image of me, they could use it to find you.
(Clara holds out the sunglasses.)
CLARA: I, er I used these.
DOCTOR: On what?
CLARA: That.
DOCTOR: 
What did you do? 

CLARA:
 What do you think? Ashildr's right, you see? We're too alike.
 
DOCTOR: 
Tell me what you did.

CLARA: 
What else? What else do you think I did? I reversed the polarity. Push that button, Doctor, it will go off in your own face.
DOCTOR: You were trying to trick me?
CLARA: What were you doing to me?
DOCTOR: I'm trying to keep you safe.
CLARA: Why? Nobody's ever safe. I've never asked you for that, ever. These have been the best years of my life, and they are mine. Tomorrow is promised to no one, Doctor, but I insist upon my past. I am entitled to that. It's mine.
DOCTOR: Oh, Clara Oswald. What am I doing? You're right. You're always, always right.
CLARA: So what happens now? Hey? Me and you, what do we do now?
DOCTOR: I'm not sure you managed to reverse the polarity. I'm not even sure that you can. It'll do something to one of us. Better than flipping a coin.
CLARA: Doctor?
DOCTOR: You and me together. Look how far I went, for fear of losing you. This has to stop. One of us has to go.
(Clara gives him back his sunglasses, which he puts in his inside pocket.)
CLARA: You really don't know which?
DOCTOR: Let's find out. Let's do it like we've done everything else. Together.

Monday 6 August 2018

Dark Ages Monastacism : It's The Men Who Will Bring Civilisation Back Again


I say,
'Civilisation, yes!' 




Paglia
What Will Happen is -

 It’s The Men. . . 

The Men will reconstruct Civilisation while The Women cower in the houses and have The Men go out and do all The Dirty Work. 

That’s what’s going to happen again

Only Men Will Bring Civilisation 
Back Again.



Grandpa Fred
Creature —
What is it That You Want?

Brain : 
Fred, what we want is, I think, what everyone wants, 
and what you and your viewers have: 
Civilisation.

Grandpa Fred: 
Yes, but what sort of Civilisation are you speaking of?

Brain : 
The niceties, Fred. 

The fine points: 
Diplomacy, Compassion, 
Standards, Manners, 

Tradition... 

That's what we're reaching toward. 

Oh, we may stumble along the way, but Civilization, yes. 

The Geneva Convention, 
Chamber Music, 
Susan Sontag. 

Everything Your Society has worked so hard to accomplish over the centuries, 
That's what We aspire to - 

We Want to be Civilised.

[a Gremlin with a beanie cap acts goofy next to Brain]

Brain : 
You take a look at this fellow here.

[Brain shoots the Gremlin in the head. The Gremlins in the bar laugh. Grandpa Fred and Kujitsu leave]

Brain : 
Now, was that Civilised? 
No, clearly not. 
Fun, but in no sense civilised. 

Now, bear in mind, none of us has been in New York before. 

There are the Broadway Shows - 
We'll have to find out how to get tickets. 

There's also a lot of street crime, 
but I believe we can watch that for free. 

We want The Essentials. 

Dinettes. Complete bedroom groups. 

Convenient Credit, 
even though we've been turned down in The Past....



Michonne: 
What-- what are you doing? 
Rick! Rick! 

( walkers snarling ) 
( grunting ) 

Michonne:
Rick's out There. 


Denise Didimus,
The Twin :
[ performing surgery ]
Hold on. 

Michonne:
He needs my help. 

Denise Didimus, 
The Twin :
Just one more suture. 

Michonne:
But he's out there. 


Denise Didimus, 
The Twin :
 This is His Son. 
Give me a Second. 

Aaron, 
The Unarmed, 
Incompetent Prophet : 
He's taking them all on. 

Michonne:
We have to go get him. 

Aaron, 
The Unarmed, 
Incompetent Prophet : 
What? 

Michonne:
We have to. This is it. 

Denise: 
Okay, got it. 

Knock 'em away. 
Drive 'em down. 
We can beat 'em. 

We can beat 'em! 

Rick, The Lionhearted : 
Drive 'em back. That's it. 
We can do this together! 

(Judy Christ Crying


Will you take her? 

Of course. 

Come with me. Okay, okay. Thank you. It's okay. 


Villager :
Gabriel. What are you doing? 


Fr. Gabriel,
Warrior-Priest :
We've been praying... together. 
Praying that God will save Our Town. 
Well, our prayers have been answered. 

God will save Alexandria... 
Because God has given us the courage 
to save it ourselves. 


Guys, it's thinning out there in front. 

We need to get out there. 
Rick's making A Stand

Eugene, 
The Natural Coward: 
How's that? 


Rosita Espinoza, 
You Are Damn-Near Perfection :
He's Out There fighting Them 
with Michonne and some others. 

Carol,
The Mom :
It's time. Up the alley. I'm going.
Denise is safe. 

Tara :
Did you see her? 

Carol,
The Mom :
Yeah, she made it to the infirmary.
I'm gonna go help Rick.


Morgan,
Enkidu, The First Friend
Spirit of The Wilderness :
I'm going, too. 

Tara: 
I'm with you. 

Rosita Espinoza, 
You Are Damn-Near Perfection : 
All right, me, too. 

Eugene, 
The Natural Coward:
Right behind you. 


Rosita Espinoza, 
You Are Damn-Near Perfection :
Eugene, you don't have to. 

Eugene, 
The Natural Coward:
That's incorrect. I do
No-one gets to clock-out Today. 

And, Hell - This is a Story People are Gonna Tell.

Wednesday 1 August 2018

Your Best Friend is Always Someone Somehow Fundamentally Different to You


When Anu had heard their lamentation the gods cried to Aruru, the goddess of creation,  

‘You made Him, O Aruru, 
now create His equal; 

Let it be as like Him as His own reflection, 
His Second Self, 
Stormy Heart for Stormy Heart. 

Let them Contend Together
 and leave Uruk in quiet.’



So The Goddess conceived an image in her mind
and it was Of The Stuff of Anu of The Firmament.

She dipped her hands in Water and pinched off clay [Earth]
she let it fall in The Wilderness
and noble Enkidu was created. 

There was virtue in him of The God of War, 
of Ninurta himself. 

His body was rough
he had long hair like a woman’s

It waved like the hair of Nisaba
The Goddess of Corn. 

His body was covered with matted hair like Samuqan’s
The God of Cattle. 

He was Innocent of Mankind; 
He knew nothing of the cultivated land.
 
TUVOK:
Vulcans Do Not Dance.

NEELIX: 
I'm going to make it my personal mission to get you to dance at least once before we reach Earth. 

TUVOK: 
Then I suggest you find a more productive hobby.


TUVOK: 
You wanted to see me. 
NEELIX: 
I've detected five warp capable species within two light years of the planet where we're taking the Talaxians. 
I'm worried they might be vulnerable to attack. 

TUVOK: 
They would be vulnerable anywhere. 

NEELIX: 
I thought maybe you could help me devise some defence strategies for their new home. 

TUVOK: 
Frankly, Mister Neelix, they don't seem inclined to defend themselves. 

NEELIX: 
No, I suppose not. 

TUVOK: 
But if they were going to make a stand, their emotional attachment to their present home might be an asset. 

NEELIX: 
Are you saying they should stay? 

TUVOK: 
I'm speaking hypothetically. 

NEELIX: 
Hypothetically, if they wanted to defend the asteroid, 

How would they do it? 

TUVOK: 
To begin with they would need to establish some kind of perimeter. 

NEELIX: 
You mean shields? 

TUVOK: 
Yes. The miners are monitoring the asteroid. 
If they detected the Talaxians erecting a shield, they would attempt to stop them. 

NEELIX: 
I suppose so. 

TUVOK: 
Your people would need competent leadership to defend against a pre-emptive attack. 

NEELIX: 
If you had the captain's permission, 
would you be willing to provide that leadership? 

TUVOK: 
Certainly not. 
It would be a violation of the Prime Directive. 
And even if it weren't, 

I don't believe that I am the person most qualified to assume that role. 

NEELIX: 
You mean me? 

TUVOK: 
I am merely speaking hypothetically. 

NEELIX:
I couldn't lead those people, Mister Tuvok. 
I'm not a fighter. 
I'm just a cook who sometimes imagines himself to be a diplomat. 

TUVOK: 
On the contrary, Mister Neelix. 
You are much more than that. 

You are perhaps the most resourceful individual I have ever known. 

NEELIX: 
I always thought you just tolerated me...

TUVOK: 
You do have some annoying habits. 
However, during your time on Voyager you've developed many valuable skills. 
Skills that would serve you well if you ever decided to assume a leadership role. 

NEELIX: 
You really think so? 

TUVOK: 
Let me be clear. 
I'm not urging you to do anything. 
I'm simply telling you that I believe that you are more than capable.

Women Make Men Self-Conscious. And Civilised.



"But then... The Worst Thing happened to You that could happen to any Fighter - 

You Got Civilised. "

- St. Michael



" So The Goddess conceived an image in her mind, and it was of the stuff of Anu of the firmament. She dipped her hands in water and pinched off clay, she let it fall in the wilderness, and noble Enkidu was created. There was virtue in him of the God of War, of Ninurta himself. His body was rough, he had long hair like a woman’s; it waved like the hair of Nisaba, the Goddess of Corn. His body was covered with matted hair like Samuqan’s, the God of Cattle. He was innocent of mankind; he knew nothing of the cultivated land.

Enkidu ate grass in the hills with the gazelle and lurked with wild beasts at the water-holes; he had joy of the water with the herds of wild game. But there was a trapper who met him one day face to face at the drinking-hole, for the wild game had entered his territory. On three days he met him face to face, and the trapper was frozen with fear. He went back to his house with the game that he had caught, and he was dumb, benumbed with terror. His face was altered like that of one who has made a long journey. With awe in his heart he spoke to his father: ‘Father, there is a man, unlike any other, who comes down from the hills. He is the strongest in the world, he is like an immortal from heaven. He ranges over the hills with wild beasts and eats grass; he ranges through your land and comes down to the wells. I am afraid and dare not go near him. He fills in the pits which I dig and tears up my traps set for the game; he helps the beasts to escape and now they slip through my fingers.’

His father opened his mouth and said to the trapper, ‘My son, in Uruk lives Gilgamesh; no one has ever prevailed against him, he is strong as a star from heaven. Go to Uruk, find Gilgamesh, extol the strength of this wild man. 

Ask him to give you a harlot, a wanton from the temple of love; return with her, and let her woman’s power overpower this man. When next he comes down to drink at the wells she will be there, stripped naked; and when he sees her beckoning he will embrace her, and then the wild beasts will reject him.’

So the trapper set out on his journey to Uruk and addressed himself to Gilgamesh saying, ‘A man unlike any other is roaming now in the pastures; he is as strong as a star from heaven and I am afraid to approach him. He helps the wild game to escape; he fills in my pits and pulls up my traps.’ Gilgamesh said, Trapper, go back, take with you a harlot, a child of pleasure. At the drinking-hole she will strip, and when he sees her beckoning he will embrace her and the game of the wilderness will surely reject him.’

Now the trapper returned, taking the harlot with him. After a three days’ journey they came to the drinking-hole, and there they sat down; the harlot and the trapper sat facing one another and waited for the game to come. For the first day and for the second day the two sat waiting, but on the third day the herds came; they came down to drink and Enkidu was with them. The small wild creatures of the plains were glad of the water, and Enkidu with them, who ate grass with the gazelle and was born in the hills; and she saw him, the savage man, come from far-off in the hills. The trapper spoke to her: ‘There he is. Now, woman, make your breasts bare, have no shame, do not delay but welcome his love. Let him see you naked, let him possess your body. When he comes near uncover yourself and lie with him; teach him, the savage man, your woman’s art, for when he murmurs love to you the wild beasts that shared his life in the hills will reject him.’

She was not ashamed to take him, she made herself naked and welcomed his eagerness; as he lay on her murmuring love she taught him the woman’s art. For six days and seven nights they lay together, for Enkidu had forgotten his home in the hills; but when he was satisfied he went back to the wild beasts. Then, when the gazelle saw him, they bolted away; when the wild creatures saw him they fled. Enkidu would have followed, but his body was bound as though with a cord, his knees gave way when he started to run, his swiftness was gone. And now the wild creatures had all fled away; Enkidu was grown weak, for wisdom was in him, and the thoughts of a man were in his heart. 

So he returned and sat down at the woman’s feet, and listened intently to what she said. ‘You are wise, Enkidu, and now you have become like a god. Why do you want to run wild with the beasts in the hills? Come with me. I will take you to strong-walled Uruk, to the blessed temple of Ishtar and of Anu, of love and of heaven : there Gilgamesh lives, who is very strong, and like a wild bull he lords it over men.’

When she had spoken Enkidu was pleased; he longed for a comrade, for one who would understand his heart. ‘Come, woman, and take me to that holy temple, to the house of Anu and of Ishtar, and to the place where Gilgamesh lords it over the people. I will challenge him boldly, I will cry out aloud in Uruk, “I am the strongest here, I have come to change the old order, I am he who was born in the hills, I am he who is strongest of all.”’