Thursday, 30 September 2021

MAKE Yourself Worthy.



exorcist 2 the heretic (1977)- regan VS evil regan!! HD



Cardinal Jaros, may I present 
Father Philip Lamont, Society of Jesus? 

Cardinal Jaros :
Would you care to explain 
your refusal to accept this task? 

Fr. Phillip Lamont (S.J.) :
I should be relieved from 
all pastoral responsibilities. 
I'm Not Worthy. 

Cardinal Jaros :
Father, I have not asked you 
to perform another exorcism --

I simply requested that you 
investigate the death 
of Father Merrin. 

You have performed exorcisms. 
You knew Father Merrin. 

Furthermore, you were 
exposed to his teachings.
 
I cannot think of 
anyone more qualified 
for this assignment. 

Philip, it's So Good to See You. 
Merrin's, uh, reputation is in jeopardy. 
His writings have been impounded. 

Fr. Phillip Lamont (S.J.) :
I'm not surprised. 

No one in The Church wants 
to hear about The Devil. 

Satan has become an embarrassment 
to our progressive views. 

Cardinal Jaros :
Merrin was rather more extreme, I'm afraid. 
He argued that The Power of Evil 
threatens to overthrow God Himself. 

Fr. Phillip Lamont (S.J.) :
So they finally found a heresy to nail him to. 

Cardinal Jaros :
Well, uh, many of the theological college believe that... 
He died at the hands of The Devil... 
during that, uh, American exorcism. 

Some, and they are close 
to The Pontiff, 
go so far as to suggest... 
That he was a Satanist. 
At The End, I mean. 


Fr. Phillip Lamont (S.J.) :
Perhaps Father Merrin took 
A Path no-one could follow. 

Cardinal Jaros :
But how he inspired us, Philip! 
Here. Remember, Christ 
is hard to follow too

Fr. Phillip Lamont (S.J.) :
We were Young. 
Today, wherever I look, 
I see only Evil. 
God has fallen Silent

Cardinal Jaros :
I cannot move to safeguard Merrin's Testament
until all the facts about his last exorcism 
are clearly known

You Will Conduct 
The Investigation. 

You Will Act Discreetly 
in All Confidence, 
reporting to Me Alone. 

Fr. Phillip Lamont (S.J.) :
But I'm not Worthy! 

Cardinal Jaros :
You are A Soldier of Christ
MAKE Yourself Worthy.

Vicariousness


Arthur! 

Ready my knights for battle -- They will 
ride with Their King once more. 

I have lived through 
others far too long. 
Lancelot carried my honor 
and Guenevere my guilt

Mordred bore my sins. 
My Knights have 
fought my causes

Now, my brother... 
...I shall be King

Guards! Knights! Squires! 
Prepare for battle!



It’s Got a Wonderful 
Defence Mechanism —
You Don’t Dare Kill it.






"....and Beauty is just absolutely 
Terrifying to People -- because 
Beauty highlights 
What's Ugly."




“The Universe is quite a shockingly selective, undemocratic place out of apparently infinite space, a relatively tiny proportion occupied by matter of any kind. 

Of the stars perhaps only one has planets : of the planets only one is at all likely to sustain organic life. 

Of the animals only one species is rational. 

Selection as seen in Nature, and the appalling waste which it involves, appears a horrible and an unjust thing by Human Standards

But the selectiveness in The Christian Story is not quite like that. The People who are selected are, in a sense, unfairly selected for a Supreme Honour; but it is also a Supreme Burden

The People of Israel come to realise that it is their woes which are Saving The World. 

Even in Human Society, though, one sees how this inequality furnishes an opportunity for every kind of Tyranny and Servility. Yet, on the other hand, one also sees that it furnishes an opportunity for some of the very best things we can think of - Humility, and Kindness, and the immense pleasures of Admiration

(I cannot conceive how one would get through the boredom of a world in which you never met anyone more Clever, or more Beautiful, or Stronger than yourself. The very crowds who go after the football celebrities and film-stars know better than to desire that kind of Equality!) 



What The Story of The Incarnation seems to be doing is to flash a new light on A Principle in Nature, and to show for the first time that this Principle of Inequality in Nature is neither Good nor Bad. 

It is a common theme running through both The Goodness and Badness of The Natural World, and I begin to see how it can Survive as A Supreme Beauty in a redeemed universe. 

And with that I have unconsciously passed over to The Third Point. I have said that the selectiveness was not unfair in the way in which we first suspect, because those selected for The Great Honour are also selected for The Great Suffering, and Their Suffering heals Others

In the Incarnation we get, of course, this idea of Vicariousness of one person profiting by the earning of another person. In its highest form that is the very centre of Christianity. 

And we also find this same Vicariousness to be a characteristic, or, as the musician would put it, a leit-motif of Nature. 

It is a Law of The Natural Universe that No Being can Exist on its Own Resources. 

Everyone, everything, is hopelessly indebted to Everyone and Everything Else

In The Universe, as we now see it, this is the source of many of the greatest horrors: all the horrors of carnivorousness, and the worse horrors of the parasites, those horrible animals that live under the skin of other animals, and so on. 

And yet, suddenly seeing it in the light of The Christian Story, one realizes that vicariousness is not in itself bad; that all these animals, and insects, and horrors are merely that principle of vicariousness twisted in one way. 

For when you think it out, nearly Everything GOOD in Nature also comes from Vicariousness. After all, The Child, both before and after birth, Lives on its Mother, just as The Parasite lives on its Host, the one being A Horror, the other being The Source of almost every natural Goodness in The World. It all depends upon what you do with this principle. 

So that I find in that Third Way also, that what is implied by The Incarnation just fits in exactly with what I have seen in Nature, and (this is the important point) each time it gives it a new twist. 
 
If I accept this supposed missing chapter, The Incarnation, I find it begins to illuminate the whole of the rest of the manuscript. It lights up Nature's pattern of Death and Rebirth; and, secondly, Her Selectiveness; and, thirdly, Her vicariousness. 
 
Now I notice a very odd point. 
 
All other religions in The World, as far as I know them, are either Nature Religions, or anti-Nature Religions. 
 
The Nature Religions are those of the old, simple pagan sort that you know about. You actually got drunk in The Temple of Bacchus. You actually committed fornication in The Temple of Aphrodite. 
 
The more modern form of nature religion would be the religion started, in a sense, by Bergson' (but he repented, and died Christian), and carried on in a more popular form by Mr Bernard Shaw. 
 
The AntiNature Religions are those like Hinduism and Stoicism, where Men say,  
 
`I will starve my flesh. I care not whether I live or die.' 
 
All Natural Things are to be set aside: The aim is Nirvana, apathy, negative spirituality. The nature religions simply affirm my natural desires. The anti-natural religions simply contradict them. 
 
The Nature Religions simply give a new sanction to what I already always thought about The Universe in my moments of rude health and cheerful brutality. 
 
The antinature religions merely repeat what I always thought about it in my moods of lassitude, or delicacy, or compassion.
 
But here is something quite different. 
Here is something telling me - well, what? 
 
Telling me that I must never, like The Stoics, 
say that 'Death Does not Matter
 
Nothing is Less Christian than that

Death which made Life Himself shed tears at The Grave of Lazarus, and shed Tears of Blood in Gethsemane.", This is an appalling horror; a stinking indignity. 
 
(You remember Thomas Browne's splendid remark: `I am not so much afraid of Death, as ashamed of it.')  
 
And yet, somehow or other, infinitely Good. Christianity does not simply affirm or simply deny The Horror of Death; it tells me something quite new about it. 

Again, it does not, like Nietzsche, simply confirm My Desire to Be Stronger, or Cleverer than Other People. 
 
On The Other Hand, it does not allow me to say, 
`Oh, Lord, won't there be A Day when Everyone will be as Good as Everyone Else?' 

In the same way, about vicariousness
 
It will not, in any way, allow me to be An Exploiter
to Act as A Parasite on Other People
Yet it Will Not allow Me 
any Dream of 
Living on My Own. 
 
It will Teach Me to Accept with Glad Humility 
the enormous Sacrifice that 
Others Make for Me
as well as to Make Sacrifices for others.


That is why I think this Grand Miracle is The Missing Chapter in this novel, the chapter on which the whole plot turns; that is why I believe that God really has dived down into The Bottom of Creation, and has come up bringing the whole Redeemed Nature on His Shoulder. The Miracles that have already happened are, of course, as Scripture so often says, the first fruits of that cosmic summer which is presently coming on.

Christ Has Risen, and so We Shall Rise
 
St Peter for a few seconds Walked on The Waters and the day will come 
when there will be 
a re-made universe, infinitely obedient to  
The Will of Glorified and Obedient Men
when we can do All Things, 
when we shall be Those Gods that 
We are Described as Being in Scripture. 
 
To Be Sure, it feels Wintry enough still : 
but often in the very early Spring it feels like that. 
 
Two thousand years are only a day or two by this scale. 
 
A man really ought to say, `The Resurrection happened two thousand years ago' in the same spirit in which he says, `I saw a crocus yesterday.' 

Be cause we know What is Coming behind The Crocus. 

The Spring cames slowly down this way; but the great thing is that The Corner has been turned. 
 
There is, of course, this difference, that in the natural Spring, The Crocus cannot choose whether it will respond or not. We can
 
We have The Power either of withstanding the spring, and sinking back into the cosmic winter, or of going on into those `high mid-summer pomps' in which Our Leader, The Son of Man, already dwells, and to which He is calling Us. It remains with us to follow or not, to die in this winter, or to go on into that spring and that summer.


MOSET
What do we know so far? 


EMH
The lifeform has taken control of her body 
at the autonomic level, 
drawing proteins from her tissues, 
white blood cells from her arteries. 


MOSET
Which can be interpreted in several ways. 


EMH
A form of attack? 


MOSET
I find it odd that a species would evolve an attack mechanism that would leave it so vulnerable
Why not do it's damage and retreat? 


EMH
A parasite, perhaps? 


MOSET
Yes, I think so, but not any ordinary variety. 
It's unlikely it could sustain itself like this over the long term. 



EMH
Its own systems are damaged. 
It's doing this as a stopgap measure, to keep itself alive. 

MOSET
So the patient's heart, lungs, kidneys, 
they're all augmenting the alien's damaged system. 


EMH
It's using B'Elanna 
as a life preserver. 


MOSET
But if it needs her to Survive, 
it's not about to let go without a fight.

 

EMH
I'd like to think that's a fight 
you and I can win



MOYERS: Why “A Gathering of Men?” I mean, that’s really rare, isn’t it, to have a workshop for men only?

BLY: Maybe 20 years ago it would have been rare, but lately the men in various parts of the country have begun to gather. I think that it isn’t a reaction to the women’s movement, really. I think the grief that leads to the men’s movement began maybe 140 years ago, when the Industrial Revolution began, which sends the father out of the house to work.

MOYERS: What impact did that have?

BLY: Well, we receive something from our father by standing close to him.

MOYERS: Physically.

BLY: When we stand physically close to our father, something moves over that can’t be described in material terms, that gives the son a certain confidence, an awareness, a knowledge of what it is to be male, what a man is. And in the ancient times you were always with your father; he taught you how to do things, he taught you how to farm, he taught you whatever it is that he did. You learned from him. But you had this sense of being of receiving a food from him.

MOYERS: Food.

BLY: A Food. From Your Father’s body. Now, when the father went out of the house in the Industrial Revolution, that food ended, and I think the average American father now spends ten minutes a day with a son — I think that’s what The Minneapolis Tribune had — and half of that time is spent in, “Clean up your room!” You know, that’s a favorite phrase of mine, I know it well.

So the Industrial Revolution did not harm the mother and daughter relationship as much as it did the father and son, because the mother and daughter still stand close to each other and have stood close to each other. Maybe that’ll change now when the mother is being sent out to work also, but the daughters then receive some knowledge of what it is to be a woman, or if you prefer to call it the women’s the female mode of feeling. They receive knowledge of the female mode of feeling. And the mother gets that from her grandmother, who got it from her great grandmother, who gets it from her great grandmother, it goes all the way down.

After the Industrial Revolution, the male does not receive any knowledge from His Father of what the male mode of feeling is, and the old male initiators that used to work are not working anymore.

MOYERS: What do you mean, male initiators?

BLY: Well, the you know, in the traditional times, you were not initiated by your father, because there’s too much tension between you and your father. You are initiated by older, unrelated males, is the word that’s used, older unrelated men. They may be friends of your father. They could even be uncles or grandfathers. But they are the ones who used to do it. Then they disappear. Then it falls on the father to do. Then the father is off at the office. You see the picture?

MOYERS: Yeah. In fact, in some of the traditional cultures, a night arrives, and a group of men show up at a boy’s house, and they take him away from the home and they don’t bring him back, then, for several days. And then when he comes back, he has ashes on his face.

BLY: Yeah. In New Guinea, where they still do it today, the men come in with spears to get the boys. The boys know nothing about the men’s world. They live with their mother completely. They say, you know, “Mama, Mama, save us from these men that are coming here.” Now, all over New Guinea, the women accept and the men accept one thing. A boy cannot be made into a man without the active intervention of the older men.

Now, when they all accept that, then the women’s job is to be participants in this drama. So the men come and take the boys away, and the boys are saying, “Save me, Mommy,” you know. Then they go across, and the men have built a tent on this island they have a built a house for the boys’ initiation hut. Then they take them across the bridge, and three or four of the women, whose boys these are, get their spears and meet them on the bridge. And the old men have their spears. And the boys are saying, “Save me, Mama, save me, these are horrible men, they’re taking me away,” you know, and they fight and everything. And then the women are driven back. Then the women all go back and have coffee and say, “How’d I do? How’d I look?

So that wonderful participation in it, the women are not doing the initiating, they’re participating, and then, as you said, then he’ll stay with the men for a year, maybe. Then they will explain to him something has to die to be born, and what will have to die is the boy. This is what isn’t happening to the men in this culture.

Wednesday, 29 September 2021

Ride The Scorpion’s Back









“There's a story I heard as a child, a parable, and I never forgot it --

A Scorpion was walking along the bank of a river, wondering how to get to the other side. 
Suddenly he saw A Fox. 

He asked The Fox to take him on his back across The River. The Fox said, “No. If I do that you'll sting me, and I'll drown.”

The Scorpion assured him, “If I did that, we'd both drown.”

So The Fox thought about it and finally agreed. So The Scorpion climbed up on his back, and The Fox began to swim. 

But halfway across The River, The Scorpion stung him. As The Poison filled his veins, The Fox turned to The Scorpion and said “WHY did you DO that? Now you'll drown too.”

I couldn't help it,” said The Scorpion.It's My Nature.



CHAKOTAY
I'm going to end This Alliance Here and Now. 
We're going to drop The Borg off 
on the next uninhabited planet, 
give them the nanoprobes 
and take our chances alone. 

They can wait for a Borg ship to pick 
Them up and finish The Weapon. 

I'm in command now and I have to do what I think is best for This Crew. 

Tom, I want you to scan for the nearest uninhabited planet and set a course. 


PARIS
Aye, sir. 


TUVOK
I must caution you, Commander. 
The Borg may not go quietly.


CHAKOTAY
We'll see. Bring that female drone 
to the Ready room. Dismissed.

[Ready room]
CHAKOTAY
Once we've beamed you to the surface, 
we'll send down the nanoprobes 
and all our research.


SEVEN
Unacceptable
We don't have time for 
—


CHAKOTAY
This isn't open for discussion. 
I'm not turning This Ship around. 
You're getting What You Wanted. 
I suggest we part ways amicably.


SEVEN
There is another option. 
We could assimilate your vessel.

CHAKOTAY
If a single drone steps one millimetre out of that Cargo Bay, 
I'll decompress the entire deck. 
You won't pose much of A Threat floating in Space.


SEVEN
When Your Captain first approached Us, 
We suspected that an agreement 
with humans would prove 
impossible to maintain. 

You are erratic, conflicted, disorganised

Every decision is debated, every action questioned.

Every individual entitled to 
their own small opinion. 

You lack harmony, cohesion, greatness

It will be your undoing.


CHAKOTAY: 
Escort our guest back to the Cargo Bay.

[Sickbay]
(Chakotay briefs his comatose Captain.) 


CHAKOTAY
Well, I've made My Decision. 
If it were only a matter of going against the orders of my superior officer. 
You're more than just my Captain. 
You're my friend. 
I hope you'll understand.

[Cargo Bay Two]

BORG [OC]: 
Species 8472 has penetrated Matrix zero one zero, grid nineteen. 

Eight planets destroyed. 
Three hundred twelve vessels disabled. 
Four million, six hundred twenty one Borg eliminated. 

We must seize control of the Alpha Quadrant vessel, 
and take it into the alien realm. 


SEVEN
We understand. 

(Seven enters a Jefferies tube.)

[Bridge]
PARIS
Class H moon. 
Oxygen-argon atmosphere.


CHAKOTAY
It'll do. Take us out of warp 
and enter orbit.


PARIS
Aye, sir.


CHAKOTAY
Tuvok. Stand by to transport the Borg directly from the Cargo Bay. 
After they're on the surface, have security run a sweep of 
—

KIM: 
I'm reading power fluctuations in the deflector array.


CHAKOTAY: 
Cause?


KIM
It looks like The Borg 
have accessed deflector control. 
They're trying to realign the emitters.


CHAKOTAY
Shut them out.
KIM: They've bypassed security protocols.
(A green beam is emitted from the deflector dish.) 


TORRES: 
We're emitting a resonant graviton beam. 
It's creating another singularity.


CHAKOTAY: 
Reverse course.


PARIS: 
We're fighting intense gravimetric distortion. 
I can't break free. 


CHAKOTAY
Bridge to Cargo Bay Two : 
Stop what you're doing
or I'll depressurise that deck and blow you out into Space. 
This is your final warning. 
Do it! 


(Borg drones are expelled from Voyager. Seven manages to hang on in the Jefferies tube.) 


TUVOK
Decompression cycle complete.


KIM
I still don't have deflector control.


TUVOK: 
Commander, A Single Borg 
has Survived.


PARIS: 
We're being pulled in!
CHAKOTAY: Report.
TUVOK: We appear to have crossed an interdimensional rift.


PARIS: 
We've definitely left Our Galaxy. 
No stars, no planets.


CHAKOTAY: 
Let's see.

(The viewscreen shows a murky brown green expanse.) 


TORRES
I'm re-calibrating sensors. 
The entire region is filled with some kind of organic fluid. 

This isn't Space. It's matter.


SEVEN
Commander Chakotay. 
We have entered 
The Domain of Species 8472. 
Report to the Cargo Bay.


CHAKOTAY: 
Paris, repressurise Cargo Bay two. Tuvok.


[Cargo Bay Two]

SEVEN
Our entry into fluidic space has created a compression wave. 
They know We're Here. 

A fleet of bioships is already converging on our position. 

Time to intercept, three hours, 
seventeen minutes.


CHAKOTAY
You've been here before. 
How else could you know about fluidic space?


SEVEN
We must prepare This Ship for The Altercation. 
We will construct a complement 
of biomolecular warheads. 


CHAKOTAY
Why? Why were you here? 
You started This War, didn't you? 

What's the matter, Our Galaxy 
wasn't big enough for you? 
You had to conquer new territory? 

But this race fought back
A species as malevolent as your own.


SEVEN
Species 8472 was more resistant than we anticipated. 
Their technology is biogenically engineered. 

It is Superior to that of 
all species we have previously encountered.


TUVOK
Which is precisely what you wanted.


SEVEN
They are The Apex 
of Biological Evolution. 

Their assimilation would have greatly added to 
Our Own Perfection.

TUVOK
So instead of assimilating these aliens you opened a door for them to our galaxy. 


SEVEN
There is only one course of action. 
Destroy Them first

My subspace link to The Collective 
has been weakened by 
the interdimensional rift. 

We cannot signal for help. 
We are alone

We must construct a compliment of biomolecular warheads and modify your weapons to launch them.


CHAKOTAY
I've got a better idea. 
Why don't you open that rift again 
and take us back?

SEVEN
If I did that, you will 
no longer cooperate.

Tuesday, 28 September 2021

Unforgivable Blackness



Loki is very handsome

He is plausible, convincing, likeable, 
and far and away the most wily, subtle and shrewd 
of all the inhabitants of Asgard. 

It is a pity, then, that 
there is so much DARKNESS inside him : 
so much ANGER
so much ENVY
so much LUST

Loki is the son of Laufey, 
who was also known as Nal, or needle, 
because she was slim and beautiful and sharp. 

His father was said to be Farbauti, a giant; 
His Name means He who strikes dangerous blows”, 
and Farbauti was as dangerous as his name. 

Loki walks in the sky with shoes that fly, 
and he can transform his shape 
so he looks like other people, 
or change into animal form, 
but his real weapon is his MIND. 

He is more cunning, subtler, trickier than any god or giant. 
Not even Odin is as cunning as Loki. 

Loki is Odin’s blood brother. 

The other gods do not know WHEN 
Loki came to Asgard, or HOW. 

He is Thor’s friend 
and Thor’s betrayer. 

He is tolerated by the gods, 
perhaps because his stratagems and plans save them 
as often as they get them into Trouble

Loki makes The World more interesting 
but Less SAFE

He is the Father of Monsters, 
the Author of Woes, The Sly God. 

Loki drinks too much, 
and he cannot guard his words 
or his thoughts or his deeds 
when he drinks. 

Loki and His Children 
will be there for Ragnarok, 
The End of Everything,
 and it will not be on the side 
of the gods of Asgard 
that they will fight.

BOASTFUL LOKI :

So, after I vanquished Captain America and Iron Man, 

I claimed my prize, 

all six Infinity Stones.


ALLIGATOR LOKI :

(GROWLS)


CLASSIC, UGLY LOKI : 

That’s alligator for growling and saying “liar” at the same time.


BOASTFUL LOKI :

At least my nexus event wasn’t eating the wrong neighbor’s cat.


(SNARLS)

(GROANING)

Alligator Loki ATTACKS..!!


BOASTFUL LOKI :

Whoa, whoa, whoa, Hey, hey, hey.



KID LOKI :

Tell them Your Story, Loki.


CLASSIC, UGLY LOKI : 

Me?Nobody wants to hear about that.


Loki :

Er, I would, actually.


CLASSIC, UGLY LOKI : 

Um…


Loki :

It’s just I’ve been wondering, because I’m…

Well, we’re supposed to die, right?

Thanos kills us after Ragnarok.



CLASSIC, UGLY LOKI : 

Thanos…. (drinks bitter dregs)

In my timeline, everything proceeded correctly, my entire life, 

until Thanos attacked our ship.


Loki :

So, you didn’t try to stab him, then?


CLASSIC, UGLY LOKI : 

(CHUCKLES) 

Certainly not.

Take no offense, my friends, 

but blades are worthless in the face of a Loki’s sorcery.

They stunt our magical potential.


KID LOKI :

But they LOOK awesome.


CLASSIC, UGLY LOKI

Oh, yes. Especially when they clatter to the ground 

just before your neck is snapped.


I cast a projection of myself so real, even The Mad Titan believed it.

Then hid as inanimate debris.


After I faked my death, I simply drifted in space.

Away from Thor, away from everything.


Thought about The Universe and my place in it, 

and it occurred to me that 

everywhere I went

only Pain followed.


So I removed myself from The Equation, 

landed on a remote planet 

and stayed there in isolation, 

in solitude for a long, long time.



Loki :

How did the TVA find you?


CLASSIC, UGLY LOKI : 

I got lonely.

(CHUCKLES)

To tell you The Truth, 

I missed My Brother

and I wondered if he missed me

if anybody else did.


But as soon as I took my first steps 

to getting off The Planet, the TVA arrived.


Because we, my friends, 

have but one part to play : 

The God of Outcasts.


Nothing more. 


ALL TOAST :

The God of Outcasts.



Loki :

I’m going.


KID LOKI :

Going where?


Loki :

Out of this place, out of The Void, back to the TVA.

We’re as good at escaping as we are at surviving.

That gives me a decent chance.


CLASSIC, UGLY LOKI : 

You won’t do either, 

you’ll be murdered.


Loki :

Well, so be it.

That was My Destiny to begin with.


KID LOKI :

You’re different.

Why?


Loki :

No, I’m not, you see?

I’m the same, really. 

I’m the same as all of you.

Have any of you met a woman Variant of us?


CLASSIC, UGLY LOKI : 

Sounds terrifying.


Loki :

Oh, she is.

But that’s kind of what’s great about her.

She’s different.

She’s not trying to take over the TVA, she’s trying to take it down.


And She Needs Me.


Now, you said Alioth is what keeps Us here.

You said it’s a living thing. 

You said it’s a shark.

Well, if it lives, it dies.

So I’m gonna kill The Shark.

I’m gonna kill Alioth, and I could use all the help I can get.


(BOTH LAUGHING)


(LAUGHING)


BOASTFUL LOKI :

Yeah, baby. Yeah.


(LAUGHTER CONTINUES)


Loki :

Monsters…..