Monday, 23 December 2019

The Hero is a Villain







SISKO: 
Let's think about it. 
A Starfleet security officer is fascinated by a nineteenth century French melodrama, and now he's a leader of the Maquis, a resistance group fighting the noble battle against the evil Cardassians. 

DAX: 
It sounds like he's living out his own fantasy. 

SISKO: 
Exactly. And you know what? 

Les Miserables isn't about The Policeman. 

It's about Valjean, the victim of a monstrous injustice who spends his entire life helping people, making noble sacrifices for others. 

That's how Eddington sees himself. 

He's Valjean, he's Robin Hood, he's a romantic, dashing figure, fighting the good fight against insurmountable odds. 

DAX: 
The secret life of Michael Eddington. 
How does it help us? 

SISKO: 
Eddington is The Hero of His Own Story. 

That makes me The Villain. 

And what is it that every hero wants to do? 


DAX: 
Kill The Bad Guy. 

SISKO: 
That's part of it. 

Heroes only kill when they have to. 

Eddington could have killed me back in the refugee camp or when he disabled the Defiant, 
but in the best melodramas The Villain creates a situation where The Hero is forced to sacrifice himself for The People, for The Cause.

One final grand gesture. 


DAX: 
What are you getting at, Benjamin? 

SISKO: 
I think it's time for me to become The Villain.





“The answer to all of this, everything that we’re talking about, is education into early history. 

Until people understand the Stone Age, the nomadic period, the agrarian era, and how culture, how civilization built up. . . 


In Mesopotamia - the great irrigation projects. Or in Egypt where you had. . . Centralized government authority became necessary to master these. . . 



You had a situation, an environmentally difficult situation like the deserts Mesopotamia, or the peculiar character of Egyptian geography where you can only have a little tiny fertile line along the edges of the Nile. 

Otherwise, desert landscape. 


So [understanding] civilization and authority as not necessarily about power grabbing but about organization to achieve something for the good of the people as a whole. 
Peterson: 
That’s exactly the great symbolism of 
The Great Father. 








Paglia: By reducing all hierarchy to power, and selfish power, is utterly naive. It’s ignorant. 

I say education has to be totally reconstituted, including public education, to begin in the most distant past so our young people today, who know nothing about how the world was created that they inhabit, can understand what a marvelous technological paradise they live in. 

And it’s the product of capitalism, it’s the product of individual innovation. 



Most of it’s the product of a Western tradition that everyone wants to trash now. If you begin in the past and show. . . And also talk about War, because War is the one thing that wakes people up, as we see. 

Peterson: And as we may see. 

Paglia: Yes, War is The Reality Principle. 

My father and five of my uncles went to World War II. 

My father was part of the force that landed in Japan. 

He was a paratrooper at the time of the Japanese surrender. And a couple of uncles got shot up and so on. 

When you have the reality of war, when people see the reality, the horrors of war - Berlin burned to a crisp and so on. 

Starvation and all. . . Then you understand this marvelous mechanism that brings water to the kitchen. 

And you flip on a light and the electricity turns on. 

Peterson: I know, for me, and I suppose it’s because I have somewhat of a depressive temperament. . . 

I mean one thing that staggers me on a consistent basis is the fact that anything •ever• works. 

Because it’s so unlikely, you know, to be in a situation where our electronic communications work, where our electric grid works. And it works all the time, it works one hundred percent of the time. 

And the reason for that is there are mostly men out there who are breaking themselves into pieces, repairing this thing which just falls apart all the time. 

Paglia: Absolutely. I said this in the Munk Debate in Toronto several years ago. All these elitists and professors sneering at men. It’s men who are maintaining everything around us. 

This invisible army which feminists don’t notice. 

Nothing would work if it weren’t for the men. 

Peterson: A professor is someone who’s standing on a hill surrounded by a wall, which is surrounded by another wall, which is surrounded by another wall - it’s walls all the way down - who stands up there and says I’m brave and independent. It’s like, you’ve got this protected area that’s so unlikely - it’s so absolutely unlikely - and the fact that people aren’t on their knees in gratitude all the time for the fact that we have central heating and air conditioning and pure water and reliable food. . . It’s absolutely unbelievable. 

Paglia: Yes, I mean people used to die. . . The water supply was contaminated with cholera for heaven’s sake. People don’t understand. To have clean water, fresh milk, fresh orange juice. All of these things. These are marvels. 

Peterson: And all of the time. 

Paglia: All of the time. Western culture is heading - because we are so dependent on this invisible infrastructure - we’re heading for an absolute catastrophe when jihadists figure out how to paralyze the power grid. The entire culture will be chaotic. You’ll have mobs in the street within three days when suddenly the food supply is interrupted and there’s no way to communicate. 




That is the way Western culture is going to collapse. And it won’t take much. 

Peterson: Single points of failure. 

Paglia: Because we are so interconnected, and now we’re so dependent on communications and computers. . . I used to predict for years it’ll be an asteroid hitting the earth, and then we’ll have another ice age.





Morpheus, The Hopeless Prophet



It was a lie, Morpheus.




Morpheus: 
The Matrix is a System, Neo. 
That System is Our Enemy

But when you’re inside, you look around —
What do you see?

Business people, teachers, lawyers, carpenters. 

The very minds of The People We are Trying to Save

But until we do, these people are still a part of That System, 
and that makes them Our Enemy.

You have to understand, 
most of these people 
are not ready to be unplugged. 

[ and most of them never will be. ]

And many of them are so inured, 
so hopelessly dependent on The System 
that they will fight to protect it. 

[ and why not? Why shouldn't they? ]

Were you listening to me, Neo?
Or were you looking at The Woman in The Red Dress?

Neo: 
I was…

Morpheus:
Look again. 
Freeze it.

Neo:
This…this isn’t The Matrix?

Morpheus:
No. It’s another training program 
designed to teach you one thing. 

If You are Not One of Us, you are one of Them.

Neo: 
What are They?

Morpheus:
Sentient Programs. 
They can move in and out of any software 
still hard-wired to Their System. 

That means that anyone we haven’t unplugged 
is potentially An Agent.

[ and also Cypher. Who you unplugged personally -- because he choses to be An Agent of The System and is completely fed up to the back teeth of you and all your bullshit (and he's RIGHT.) ]

Inside The Matrix, 
They are Everyone and They are No One.

[ But never THE One -- Jam Yesterday, Jam Tomorrow but never Jam Today. ] 

We are survived by hiding from them by running from them. 

But they are The Gatekeepers. 

They are guarding all the doors. 
They are holding all the keys, 
which means that sooner or later, 
someone is going to have to fight them.

Neo:
Someone?

Morpheus:
I won’t lie to you, Neo. 

Every single man or woman who has stood their ground, 
everyone who has fought an agent has died.

But where they have failed, 
you will succeed.

Neo:
Why?

Morpheus:
I’ve seen an agent punch through a concrete wall.
Men have emptied entire clips at them and hit nothing but air. 

Yet their strength and their speed are still based in a world that is built on rules

Because of that, They will never be as strong or as fast as you can be.

Neo:
What are you trying to tell me, that I can dodge bullets?

Morpheus:
No Neo -- I’m trying to tell you that when you’re ready, 

You Won’t Have To.

Sunday, 22 December 2019

AXIS MUNDI : Heading Rapidly South


They •always• get started. 
They happen everywhere there's People. 
Mondas, Telos, Earth, Planet 14, Marinus. 
Like Sewage and Smartphones and Donald Trump —some things are just Inevitable. 

People get the Cybermen wrong. 
There's no evil plan, no evil genius. 
Just parallel evolution : 
(People + Technology) — Humanity = 
The Internet = Cyberspace = Cybermen. 

Always read The Comments.... 
Because one day, They'll be An Army. 





The Architect: 
The function of The One is now to return to the Source, allowing a temporary dissemination of the code you carry, reinserting the prime program. After which, you will be required to select from the Matrix 23 individuals – 16 female, 7 male – to rebuild Zion. Failure to comply with this process will result in a cataclysmic system crash, killing everyone connected to the Matrix, which, coupled with the extermination of Zion, will ultimately result in the extinction of the entire human race.

Neo:
You won’t let it happen. 
You can’t. 
You need human beings to survive.

The Architect :
There are levels of survival we are prepared to accept.






And it comes to one great statement, which for me is a key statement of the understanding of myth and symbols. He says. “I saw myself on The Central Mountain of The World, the highest place. And I had a vision, because I was seeing in a sacred manner, of the world.” And the sacred central mountain was Harney Peak in South Dakota. 


And then he says, 

“But the central mountain is everywhere.”

 That is a real mythological realization.


BILL MOYERS: 

Why?


JOSEPH CAMPBELL: 

It distinguishes between the local cult image, Harney Peak, and its connotation, the center of the world. 


The center of the world is the hub of the universe, axis mundi, do you know, the central point, the pole star around which all revolves. The central point of the world is the point where stillness and movement are together. Movement is time, stillness is eternity, realizing the relationship of the temporal moment to the eternal not moment, but forever -is the sense of life. Realizing how this moment in your life is actually a moment of eternity, and the experience of the eternal aspect of what you’re doing in the temporal experience is the mythological experience, and he had it. So is the central mountain of the world Jerusalem, Rome, Banaras. Lhasa, Mexico City, you know? Mexico City, Jerusalem, is symbolic of a spiritual principle as the center of the world.


BILL MOYERS: 

So this little Indian was saying, there is a shining point where all lines intersect?


JOSEPH CAMPBELL: 

That’s exactly what he said.


BILL MOYERS: 

He was saying God has no circumference.


JOSEPH CAMPBELL: 

God is an intelligible sphere, let’s say a sphere known to the mind, not to the senses, whose center is everywhere and circumference nowhere. And the center, Bill, is right where you’re sitting, and the other one is right where I’m sitting. And each of us is a manifestation of that mystery.





“I’d become fascinated by the power and the existence of the evil-has-won narrative and resolved to explore it further in a major DC universe crossover event. I was asked to complete what Dan DiDio was now calling his Crisis trilogy with a wrap-up book to be called Final Crisis. 

Dan wanted to use this series as a showcase for Kirby’s New Gods characters, and if I was excited by the idea of having to improvise on that theme, I was even more overjoyed to know that I had access to Darkseid himself, the ultimate supertyrant with his Anti-Life Equation. 

As far as I was concerned, the Anti-Life Equation was being rammed down my gullet every day in the papers and on TV, and I was sick of it; sick of being told the world was dying, and it was all because I’d forgot to turn off the bathroom light; sick of Fina(ncia)l Crisis, the War, and the teenage suicide bombers willing to die for the promise of a cheesy afterlife that sounded like a night out with the lap dance girls at Spearmint Rhino. 

With J. G. Jones and later Doug Mahnke on art, we set about dramatizing the breakdown of the rational enlightenment story of progress and development as it succumbed to a horror tale of failure, guilt, and submission to blind authority. 

I brushed up on the cheerful literature of apocalypse and doomsday, refamiliarizing myself with the various revelations, Ragnaroks, and myths of the end times to construct a thoroughly modern Armageddon in which half the human race was possessed by an evil god who announced his arrival in the form of Anti-Life Equation e-mails and small acts of cruelty that grow to consume the world. 

What would it look like if a comic-book universe died, and what could it tell us about what we were doing to ourselves? 

The “final crisis,” as I saw it for a paper universe like DC’s, would be the terminal war between is and isn’t, between the story and the blank page. 

What would happen if the void of the page took issue with the quality of material imposed upon it and decided to fight back by spontaneously generating a living concept capable of devouring narrative itself? 

A nihilistic cosmic vampire whose only dream was to drain the multiverse dry of story material, then lie bloated beneath a dead sun, dying. 

I tried to show the DC universe breaking down into signature gestures, last-gasp strategies that were tried and tested but would this time fail, until finally even the characterizations would fade and the plot become rambling, meaningless, disconnected. 

Although I lost my nerve a little, I must confess, and it never became disconnected enough. 

This, I was trying to say, is what happens when you let bad stories eat good ones. This is what it looked like when you allow the Anti-Life Equation to turn all your dreams to nightmares. In the end, there was nothing left but darkness and the first superhero, Superman, with a crude wishing machine, the deus ex machina itself, and a single wish powered by the last of his own life force. 

He wished for a happy ending, of course. 

Final Crisis was a bestseller, but it divided the Internet crowd like Alexander’s sword. One outraged reader even confidently predicted that I would, someday soon, be brought to account for the “evil” I had done. For a comics fan scorned, it seemed, the measure of evil lay not in genocide or child abuse but in continuity details deliberately overlooked by self-important writers, of plot points insufficiently telegraphed, and themes made opaque or ambiguous. 

If only one-tenth of the righteous, sputtering wrath of these anonymous zealots could be mustered against the horrors of bigotry or poverty, we might find ourselves overnight in a finer world. 

That’ll catch on.”











AXIS MUNDI : Those Alpha Waves Will Lead Me North



Well. No matter, Otis. You'll hear of them again.  Those Alpha Waves Will Lead Me North - to his Secret. And when I have that secret - I'll have Superman.












ARCHER: 
The Admiral thinks that they're humanoids enhanced with technology. 
He believes they abducted the research team. 

REED:
We're a long way from the Arctic. What can we do? 

ARCHER:
Earth tracking stations spotted the transport leaving orbit at warp three point nine. 

TUCKER: 
That's impossible. 
Those transports can't exceed one point four. 

And it comes to one great statement, which for me is a key statement of the understanding of myth and symbols. He says. 

“I saw myself on The Central Mountain of The World, the highest place. 

And I had a vision, because I was seeing in a sacred manner, of the world.”


 And the sacred central mountain was Harney Peak in South Dakota. 

And then he says, 

“But the central mountain is everywhere.” 


That is a real mythological realization.


BILL MOYERS: 

Why?


JOSEPH CAMPBELL: 

It distinguishes between the local cult image, Harney Peak, and its connotation, the center of the world. 


The center of the world is the hub of the universe, axis mundi, do you know, the central point, the pole star around which all revolves. 


The central point of the world is the point where stillness and movement are together. 


Movement is time, stillness is eternity, realizing the relationship of the temporal moment to the eternal not moment, but forever -is the sense of life. 


Realising how this moment in your life is actually a moment of eternity, and the experience of the eternal aspect of what you’re doing in the temporal experience is the mythological experience, and he had it. 


So is the central mountain of the world Jerusalem, Rome, Banaras. 

Lhasa, Mexico City, you know? 


Mexico City, Jerusalem, is symbolic of a spiritual principle as the center of the world.


BILL MOYERS: 

So this little Indian was saying, there is a shining point where all lines intersect?


JOSEPH CAMPBELL: 

That’s exactly what he said.


BILL MOYERS: 

He was saying God has no circumference.


JOSEPH CAMPBELL: 

God is an intelligible sphere, let’s say a sphere known to the mind, not to the senses, whose center is everywhere and circumference nowhere. 

And the center, Bill, is right where you’re sitting, and the other one is right where I’m sitting.


 And each of us is a manifestation of that mystery.


CLOSE ON LUTHOR AND OTIS


LUTHOR stands in front of a large tub of water, transfers  wet clothes from a vat, rinses them, hands them to OTIS  who rings them out, runs them through an old-fashioned  roller-type dryer, stacks them neatly in a hamper. LUTHOR, 
clearly depressed, sighs deeply.


LUTHOR
So this is how it ends for the greatest criminal mind of our time. Not with a  whimper, mind you. Not with a bang.
 (examines hands)
With washwoman's thumb...


LUTHOR sighs again, continues rinsing. OTIS squeezes a garment in the rollers. looks over sympathetically.


OTIS
I know, Mr. Luthor. I know...


LUTHOR
What could you know? You've only got a twenty-year sentence. A sissy sentence. 
But how do they choose to reward Lex Luthor, the world's one true genius? Do they give me treasure? Do they give me glory? What, in fact, do they give me?

 OTIS
Life plus twenty-five years.
(cheerfully)
It almost worked out, Mr. Luthor. The West 
 Coast was almost destroyed. Millions of people were alomost killed.

LUTHOR
Almost. Almost, Otis. But as it turned out, thanks to Superman, not one drop of blood was shed.

LUTHOR grits his teeth, hands OTIS some wet clothes.

LUTHOR
All I want now is to get out of here and destroy that miserable, glad-handing showboat.

OTIS
How? You've tried everything. Nothing seems to stop him.

LUTHOR
 Every man has a vulnerable point. Some like you, Otis, have several. I just didn't find his in time. But now - finally - thanks to my invention, patience, and skill - my black box is nearly ready.

OTIS
That black box in your cell?

LUTHOR
(frantic)
 Ssssshh.....!

OTIS
(whisper)
That black box in your cell? What's it 
 for?

LUTHOR looks at OTIS secretively, hands him a wet garment.

OTIS
 It's only one sock.....

LUTHOR
Pegleg Horvath only needs one sock.....
(back to rinsing)
All attempts to track Superman with conventional means have failed, including radar, correct? Correct. He flies at super-speed. And yet we know that every so often, when he isn't all tied up with  "doing good" and taking bows and kissing babies... he goes North. North. Where? We don't know. The tracking device always loses him.... now why would he go North?

OTIS
 To ski?

 LUTHOR
It's incredible, Otis. Your brain defies all known scientific laws....

 OTIS
 Thanks, Mr. Luthor....


LUTHOR
In its infinite capacity to deteriorate.....
(rinsing)
That black box, Otis - that innocent looking piece of devilish genius - goes beyond all means of conventional radar.
(leans in)
It tracks Alpha Waves.

OTIS
 (impressed)
Alpha Waves!

 LUTHOR
I could have said linguini, couldn't I.
Well. No matter, Otis. You'll hear of them again.  Those Alpha Waves Will Lead Me North - to his Secret. And when I have that secret - I'll have Superman.


LUTHOR picks up a wet garment, looks at it with extreme 
distaste.


LUTHOR
Slasher Fogelstein is a bedwetter. 
Pass it 
 on.

OTIS nods, turns to no one.





SEVEN:
What are the other options? 

EMH:
They could be returned to the Borg. 
If they were reassimilated into the Collective, they would regain consciousness, and then live out a normal life span. 

SEVEN:
As drones. 

EMH:
As drones. 
But they'd be alive, Seven.



JANEWAY: 
Let me ask you something. 
Do you think of these people as family? 

SEVEN: 
Is it relevant? 

JANEWAY: 
There's an old saying. 
Blood is thicker than water. 
It means that the ties of family run deeper than any other kind of relationship. 
We'll often do things for members of our family we'd never dream of doing for anyone else.

[Corridor]

NAOMI: 
Seven. Seven. 

SEVEN: 
Naomi Wildman. 

NAOMI: 
I heard about the drones. 
Did they hurt you? 

SEVEN: 
I am not damaged. 

NAOMI: 
What do they want? 

SEVEN: 
They are seeking information from me, but I am uncertain whether I can help them. 

NAOMI: 
Oh. Be careful. 

SEVEN: 
Naomi Wildman, do you consider me to be family? 

NAOMI: 
I, I don't, I mean. 
Yes. Is that okay? 

SEVEN: 
I have no objection. 
NAOMI: 
Do you think of •me• as family? 

SEVEN: 
Yes.



CHAKOTAY: 
A month as an individual, or a lifetime as a drone. 
Which option would you choose?

[Doctor's office]

SEVEN: 
Survival is insufficient. 

EMH: 
I beg your pardon? 

SEVEN: 
Eight years ago, I forced them to return to the Collective. 
I won't make the same mistake again. 
They deserve to exist as individuals. 
We must terminate the link between them. 

EMH: 
I understand that you feel a certain responsibility for these patients, but as their physician, so do I. 
It's my duty to preserve their lives for as long as possible, even if that means -

SEVEN: 
I will not return them to the Borg. 

EMH: 
Are you thinking of what's best for them, or for you? 

SEVEN: 
Clarify. 

EMH: 
You said it yourself. 
You made a mistake. 
And Seven of Nine doesn't like to make mistakes. 
She strives for perfection. 
I want you to think about the motivation behind your decision. 
Are you doing what's right for those three people, or are you trying to alleviate the guilt you feel over what happened eight years ago? 

SEVEN: 
The damage I did can never be repaired, and my guilt is irrelevant. 
I simply want them to experience individuality, as I have. As you have. 
At one time, you were confined to this Sickbay. 
Your programme was limited to emergency medical protocols. 
In some ways, you were not unlike a drone. 
But you were granted the opportunity to explore your individuality. 
You were allowed to expand your programme. 
Your mobile emitter gives you freedom of movement. 
Your thoughts are your own. 
If you were told you had to become a drone again, I believe you would resist. 

EMH: 
Yes. I suppose I would. 

SEVEN: 
They would resist as well. 
They would choose freedom, no matter how fleeting. 
Only you and I can truly understand that. 

EMH: 
Survival is insufficient.

FARM



Take Your Weapon —
Strike Me Down with All of Your Hatred, and Your Journey Towards The Dark Side Will Be Complete!





Genesis : Chapter 4

1 And Adam knew Eve his wife; and she conceived, and bare Cain, and said, I have gotten a man from the LORD.

2 And she again bare his brother Abel. And Abel was a keeper of sheep, but Cain was a tiller of the ground.

3 And in process of time it came to pass, that Cain brought of the fruit of the ground an offering unto the LORD.

4 And Abel, he also brought of the firstlings of his flock and of the fat thereof. And the LORD had respect unto Abel and to his offering:

5 But unto Cain and to his offering he had not respect. And Cain was very wroth, and his countenance fell.

6 And the LORD said unto Cain, Why art thou wroth? and why is thy countenance fallen?

7 If thou doest well, shalt thou not be accepted? and if thou doest not well, sin lieth at the door. And unto thee shall be his desire, and thou shalt rule over him.


8 And Cain talked with Abel his brother: and it came to pass, when they were in the field, that Cain rose up against Abel his brother, and slew him.

9 And the LORD said unto Cain, Where is Abel thy brother? And he said, I know not: Am I my brother's keeper?

10 And he said, What hast thou done? the voice of thy brother's blood crieth unto me from the ground.

11 And now art thou cursed from the earth, which hath opened her mouth to receive thy brother's blood from thy hand;

12 When thou tillest the ground, it shall not henceforth yield unto thee her strength; a fugitive and a vagabond shalt thou be in the earth.

13 And Cain said unto the LORD, My punishment is greater than I can bear.

14 Behold, thou hast driven me out this day from the face of the earth; and from thy face shall I be hid; and I shall be a fugitive and a vagabond in the earth; and it shall come to pass, that every one that findeth me shall slay me.


15 And the LORD said unto him, Therefore whosoever slayeth Cain, vengeance shall be taken on him sevenfold. And the LORD set a mark upon Cain, lest any finding him should kill him.

16 And Cain went out from the presence of the LORD, and dwelt in the land of Nod, on the east of Eden.

17 And Cain knew his wife; and she conceived, and bare Enoch: and he builded a city, and called the name of the city, after the name of his son, Enoch.

18 And unto Enoch was born Irad: and Irad begat Mehujael: and Mehujael begat Methusael: and Methusael begat Lamech.

19 And Lamech took unto him two wives: the name of the one was Adah, and the name of the other Zillah.

20 And Adah bare Jabal: he was the father of such as dwell in tents, and of such as have cattle.

21 And his brother's name was Jubal: he was the father of all such as handle the harp and organ.



  

 
  
22 And Zillah, she also bare Tubalcain, an instructer of every artificer in brass and iron: and the sister of Tubalcain was Naamah.

23 And Lamech said unto his wives, Adah and Zillah, Hear my voice; ye wives of Lamech, hearken unto my speech: for I have slain a man to my wounding, and a young man to my hurt.

24 If Cain shall be avenged sevenfold, truly Lamech seventy and sevenfold.

25 And Adam knew his wife again; and she bare a son, and called his name Seth: For God, said she, hath appointed me another seed instead of Abel, whom Cain slew.

26 And to Seth, to him also there was born a son; and he called his name Enos: then began men to call upon the name of the LORD.



Now the Priest of Midian had seven daughters: and they came and drew water, and filled the troughs to water their father's flock.

And the shepherds came and drove them away: 
but Moses Stood Up and helped them.


John - Chapter 10


1 Verily, verily, I say unto you, He that entereth not by the door into the sheepfold, but climbeth up some other way, the same is a thief and a robber.

2 But he that entereth in by the door is the shepherd of the sheep.

3 To him the porter openeth; and the sheep hear his voice: and he calleth his own sheep by name, and leadeth them out.

4 And when he putteth forth his own sheep, he goeth before them, and the sheep follow him: for they know his voice.

5 And a stranger will they not follow, but will flee from him: for they know not the voice of strangers.

6 This parable spake Jesus unto them: but they understood not what things they were which he spake unto them.

7 Then said Jesus unto them again, Verily, verily, I say unto you, I am the door of the sheep.






8 All that ever came before me are thieves and robbers: but the sheep did not hear them.

9 I am the door: by me if any man enter in, he shall be saved, and shall go in and out, and find pasture.

10 The thief cometh not, but for to steal, and to kill, and to destroy: I am come that they might have life, and that they might have it more abundantly.

11 I am the good shepherd: the good shepherd giveth his life for the sheep.

12 But he that is an hireling, and not the shepherd, whose own the sheep are not, seeth the wolf coming, and leaveth the sheep, and fleeth: and the wolf catcheth them, and scattereth the sheep.

13 The hireling fleeth, because he is an hireling, and careth not for the sheep.

14 I am the good shepherd, and know my sheep, and am known of mine.




Saturday, 21 December 2019

Force and Fire


“ Artist I. G. Jones and I positioned him too as an embodiment of the Egyptian god Horus, in his ferocious aspect as the Lord of Force and Fire. 

Horus was considered by Aleister Crowley to represent a youthful, ruthless, and revolutionary current that would sweep through human affairs when the two-thousand-year Aeon of the Lawgiver, the Father God of the Book, the Middle Eastern desert boss Jehovahallah himself, that inner voice, that imaginary playmate that whole cultures had mistaken for a giant, invisible overlord, was overturned by the unstoppable forces of the Aeon of the Conquering Child. 

According to occult author Ramsey Dukes’s interpretation of this doctrine, any fool who prayed to “God” in the twenty-first century without realizing that He’d been replaced by a capricious divine brat would be assured of receiving no longer wise instructions for living but violent manifestoes for change. “

Grant Morrison,
SuperGodsl

A Dyad, You Say....



dyad (n.)
"the number two, two units treated as one," 1670s, from Latin dyad-, stem of dyas, from Greek dyas "the number two, a group of two," from duo "two" (from PIE root *dwo- "two"). Specific sense in chemistry ("a bivalent element") is by 1865; also used in biology, poetics, mathematics. Related: Dyadic.





*dwo-
Proto-Indo-European root meaning "two."
It forms all or part of: anadiplosis; balance; barouche; between; betwixt; bezel; bi-; binary; bis-; biscuit; combination; combine; deuce; deuterium; Deuteronomy; di- (1) "two, double, twice;" dia-; dichotomy; digraph; dimity; diode; diphthong; diploid; diploma; diplomacy; diplomat; diplomatic; diplodocus; double; doublet; doubloon; doubt; dozen; dual; dubious; duet; duo; duodecimal; duplex; duplicate; duplicity; dyad; epididymis; hendiadys; pinochle; praseodymium; redoubtable; twain; twelfth; twelve; twenty; twi-; twice; twig; twilight; twill; twin; twine; twist; 'twixt; two; twofold; zwieback.

 
It is the hypothetical source of/evidence for its existence is provided by: Sanskrit dvau, Avestan dva, Greek duo, Latin duo, Old Welsh dou, Lithuanian dvi, Old Church Slavonic duva, Old English twa, twegen, German zwei, Gothic twai "two;" first element in Hittite ta-ugash "two years old."

LEGION’s Cave



SWITCH :
How is this here? 

DAVID :
This Cave? 
I made it.




This, or That : The House Always Wins


They have to make the choice of their Own Free Will. 
Otherwise, The System doesn't work. 

It's like the Harbinger. 
It's this creepy old fuck, practically wears a sign, 
"You will die."

Why do we put him there? 
The System. 

They have to choose to ignore him, and they have to choose what happens in the cellar. 

Yeah, we rig The Game as much as we need to —
But in the end, they don't transgress :

They can't be Punished.

Liam Neeson


Only The Superior Man thinks to ask The Question “Who WAS His Father?” and not, “Who •is• His Father?”




“Prior to him there were a few stout Krav Maga fellas whose verbal description of the techniques they were teaching made me baulk and go giddy at their goriness, meaning I could of course never learn them – e.g. 

‘Put your thumb in their eye socket then run it round the rim and flip out the eyeball like a lychee.’ 

I made that up, but it’s very much the mood of Krav Maga. It’s so vindictive — I’d have to be in a Liam Neeson-style calamity to even countenance it.”

Excerpt From
Mentors
Russell Brand