Friday 31 August 2018

The Black Prince




"In the Mesopotamian creation myth, 
mostly what you see menacing Humanity is  
Tiamat

She’s the 
Dragon of Chaos. 

That’s Mother Nature, 
Red in Tooth and Claw. 

But by the time the Egyptians come along, 
it isn’t only Nature that threatens Humanity: 
it’s The Social Structure itself. 

So the Egyptians had two deities that represented The Social Structure. 

 One was Osiris, who was like The Spirit of the Father. 

 He was a Great Hero who established Egypt, but became  
old, willfully blind, and senile. 

He had an evil brother named Seth.

Seth was always conspiring to overthrow him. 

And, because Osiris ignored him long enough, Seth did overthrown him—

Chopped him into pieces and distributed them all around The Kingdom. 

"Re-member Me."
-Hamlet, Father of Hamlet,
Act 2 Scene I

"Re-Member."

- Spock,
Star Trek II : The Wrath of Kahn
The Black Princess



Osiris’ son, Horus, had to come back and defeat Seth, to take the kingdom back. 

That’s how that story ends. But the Egyptians seemed to have realized—maybe because they had become bureaucratized to quite a substantial degree—that it wasn’t only nature that threatened humankind: it was also the proclivity of human organizations to become too large, too unwieldy, too deceitful, and too willfully blind, and, therefore, liable to collapse. 

Again, I see echoes of that in the story of the Tower of Babel. It’s a calling for a kind of humility of social engineering. 
One of the other things I’ve learned as a social scientist…I’ve been warned about this by, I would say, great social scientists…is that 

You want to be very careful about doing large-scale experimentation with large-scale systems, because the probability that, if you implement a scheme in a large-scale social system, that that scheme will have the result that you intended, is negligible. 


What will happen will be something that you don’t intend—and, even worse, something that works at counter-purposes to your original intent. 

That Makes Sense. 


If you have a very, very complex system, and you perturb it, the probability that you can predict the consequences of the perturbation is extraordinarily low, obviously. If the system works, though, you think you understand it, because it works. You think it’s simpler than it actually is, and so then you think that your model of it is correct, and then you think that your manipulation of the model, which produces the outcome you model, will be the outcome that’s actually produced in the world. That doesn’t work, at all. 

I thought about that an awful lot, thinking about how to remediate social systems. Obviously, they need careful attention and adjustment. It struck me that the proper strategy for implementing social change is to stay within your domain of competence. That requires humility, which is a virtue that is never promoted in modern culture, I would say. It’s a virtue that you can hardly even talk about. But humility means you’re probably not as smart as you think you are, and you should be careful. So then the question might be, well, ok, you should be careful, but perhaps you still want to do good. You want to make some positive changes. How can you be careful and do good? Then I would say, well, you try not to step outside the boundaries of your competence. You start small, and you start with things that you actually could adjust, that you actually do understand, that you actually could fix. 

I mentioned to you, at one point, that one of the things Carl Jung said was that modern men don’t see God because they don’t look low enough. It’s a very interesting phrase. One of the things that I’ve been promoting online, I suppose, is the idea that you should restrict your attempts to fix things to what’s at hand. There’s probably things about you that you could fix, right? Things that you know aren’t right—not anyone else’s opinion: your own opinion. Maybe there’s some things that you could adjust in your family. That gets hard. You have to have your act together a lot before you can start to adjust your family, because things can kick back on you really hard. You think, well, it’s hard to put yourself together. It’s really hard to put your family together. Why the hell do you think you can put the world together? Because, obviously, the world is more complicated than you and your family. And so, if you’re stymied in your attempts even to set your own house in order—which, of course, you are—then you would think that what that would do would be to make you very, very leery about announcing your broad-scale plans for social revolution. 

It’s a peculiar thing because that isn’t how it works. People are much more likely to announce their plans for broad-scale social revolution than they are to try to set themselves straight or their families straight. I think the reason for that is that, as soon as they try to set themselves or their families straight, the system immediately kicks back at them—instantly. Whereas, if they announce their plans for large-scale social revolution, the lag between the announcement and the kickback is so long that they don’t recognize that there’s any error. You can get away with being wrong, if nothing falls on you for a while. It’s also an incitement to hubris, because you announce your plans for large-scale social revolution, stand back, and you don’t get hit by lightning, and you think, well, I might be right, even though you’re seriously not right. I might be right! And then you think, well, how wonderful is that? Especially if you can do it without any real effort. Fundamentally, I believe that that’s what universities teach students to do, now. I really believe that. I think it’s absolutely appalling and horribly dangerous, because it’s not that easy to fix things, especially if you’re not committed to it. I think you know if you’re committed, because what you try to do is straighten out your own life, first, and that’s enough. 

I think the New Testament states that it’s more difficult to rule yourself than it is to rule the city. That’s not a metaphor. All of you who made announcements to yourself every January about changing your diet and going to the gym know perfectly well how difficult it is to regulate your own impulses and to bring yourself under the control of some ethical and attentive structure of values. It’s extraordinarily difficult. People don’t do it. Instead, they wander off, and I think they create towers of Babel. 

The story indicates that those things collapse under their own weight, and everyone goes their own direction. I think I see that happening with the LGBT community. One of the things I’ve noticed that’s very interesting is that the community is, in some sense…It’s not a community. That’s a technical error. But it’s composed of outsiders, let’s say. What you notice across the decades is that the acronym list keeps growing. I think that’s because there’s an infinite number of ways to be an outsider. Once you open the door to the construction of a group that’s characterized by failing to fit into a group, then you immediately create a category that’s infinitely expandable. I don’t know how long the acronym list is now—it depends on which acronym list you consult—but I’ve seen lists of 10 or more acronyms. One of the things that’s happening is that the community is starting to fragment in its interior, because there is no unity. Once you put a sufficient plurality under the sheltering structure of a single umbrella, say, the disunity starts to appear within. I think that’s also a manifestation of the same issue that this particular story is dealing with. 

So that ends, I would say, the most archaic stories in the Bible. I think the flood story and the Tower of Babel story outline the two fundamental dangers that beset mankind. One is the probability that blindness and sin will produce a natural catastrophe, or entice one. That’s one that modern people are very aware of, in principle, right? We’re all hyper-concerned about environmental degradation catastrophe. That’s the continual reactivation of an archetypal idea in our unconscious minds—that there’s something about the way we’re living that’s unsustainable and will create a catastrophe. It’s so interesting because people believe that firmly and deeply, but they don’t see the relationship between that and the archetypal stories. It’s the same story: overconsumption, greed, all of that, is producing an unstable state, and nature will rebel and take us down. 

You hear that every day, in every newspaper, in every TV station. It’s broadcast to you constantly. That idea is presented in Genesis, in the story of Noah. So one warning that exists in the stories is to beware of natural catastrophe that’s produced as a consequence of blindness and greed, let’s say. The other is, beware of social structures that overreach, because they’ll also produce fragmentation and disintegration. It’s quite remarkable, I think, that, at the close of the story of the Tower of Babel, we’ve got both of the permanent, existential dangers that present themselves to humanity already identified. 

Wednesday 29 August 2018

Save The Princess


Negotiating w. The Darkness



"Already, years before, Gollum had beheld her, Smeagol who pried into all dark holes, and in past days he had bowed and worshipped her,and the darkness of her evil will walked through all the ways of his weariness beside him, cutting him off from light and from regret. 

And he had promised to bring her food. But her lust was not his lust. Little she knew of or cared for towers, or rings, or anything devised by mind or hand, who only desired death for all others, mind and body, and for herself a glut of life, alone, swollen till the mountains could no longer hold her up and the darkness could not contain her." [emphasis added]

The Two Towers, Shelob’s Lair

Scavenger


scawager, from scawage "toll or duty on goods offered for sale in one's precinct" (c. 1400), from Old North French escauwage "inspection," from a Germanic source (compare Old High German scouwon, Old English sceawian "to look at, inspect;" see show (v.)).


Vormir





Robin, The Boy Hostage

Monday 27 August 2018

Teach Me




EXT. CEMETERY/CHURCH - (TIME CUT) - LATER DAY

The funeral is done. People head out from the cemetery.

Ichabod walks with the Van Tassels. Baltus holds Katrina's hand. Young
Masbath runs to catch up with Ichabod.

YOUNG MASBATH
Mister Constable, sir...

Ichabod stops.

ICHABOD
You are Young Masbath...

YOUNG MASBATH
I was Young Masbath, but now the
only one. Masbath at your service,
in honor bound to avenge my father.

ICHABOD
Well, one-and-only Masbath, I thank
you, but your mother will need you
more than I.

YOUNG MASBATH
My mother is in heaven, sir, and has
my father now to care for her. But
you have no one to serve you, and I
am your man, sir.

ICHABOD
And a brave man too, but I cannot be
the one to look after you. I am
sorry for your loss, young Mister
Masbath.

Ichabod moves away, watched disconsolately by Masbath.

Ichabod finds his sleeve furtively plucked by Philipse.

PHILIPSE
Constable...

ICHABOD
Mr. Philipse...?

Philipse looks around anxiously to see if they're observed.

PHILIPSE
Something you should know. Jonathan
Masbath was not the fourth victim
but the fifth!

ICHABOD
The fifth?

PHILIPSE
Aye. Five victims in four graves!

ICHABOD
But who...?

Philipse sees that Steenwyck has noticed the encounter. He breaks off
and scuttles away.

Ichabod turns his gaze toward...

The fresh grave of Jonathan Masbath, and three more graves almost as
recent: The Van Garretts are just receiving their brand new
headstones, and Widow Winship's grave is marked for the present by a
simple wooden cross with her name on it.

Ichabod sees Killian and nods to him.

ICHABOD (CONT'D)
Mr. Killian...I will need the help
you offered.



INT. STABLE - DAY

Ichabod lifts the lid of a large feed bin half full of horse feed.

Young Masbath is curled up inside like a mouse in a nest. Homeless.

ICHABOD
Find a place in the Van Tassel's
servant quarters. Wake me before
dawn. I hope you have a strong
stomach.



Ichabod walks away, disgruntled.

YOUNG MASBATH
Thank you, sir.



Our Good Justice


The Spirit of The Dominance Hierarchy

Constable Crane! This is a song we have heard from you more than once. 


Now, there are two courses open to me. 

The first, is to let you cool your heels in the cells until you learn respect for the dignity of my office...

Ichabod Crane

I beg pardon. 

But why am I the only one who can see that to solve crimes, we must use our brains, assisted by reason, using up-to-date scientific techniques?

The Spirit of The Dominance Hierarchy

Which brings me to the second course. 

There is a town, two days journey to the north in the Hudson Highlands. 

It is a place called Sleepy Hollow. Have you heard of it?

Ichabod Crane

I have not.


The Spirit of The Dominance Hierarchy

An isolated farming community, mainly Dutch. 

Three persons have been murdered there, all within a fortnight. 

Each one found with the head [hand gesture] lopped off.

Ichabod Crane :

Lopped... off?


The Spirit of The Dominance Hierarchy

Clean as dandelion heads, apparently. 

You will take these experimentations of yours to Sleepy Hollow, and there you will detect the murderer. 

Bring him here to face our good justice. 

Will you do this?

Ichabod Crane

I Shall.


The Spirit of The Dominance Hierarchy

Remember, it is you, Ichabod Crane, who is now put to The Test.

Get Out





Dracula,
(De Guy) :
I'm so sorry, I assumed you knew -
I am Count Dracula.

Buffy, The Vampire Slayer :
Get Out!






Prof. Charles Xavier :
Get Out!





Kevin, God of Thunder, 
Possessed by Darth Vader,
The Ultimate Father
Spirit of the Dominance Hierarchy,
Summons the Spirit of Uncle Sam, which hurls Stormbreaker right at Jillian Hoitzman, The Wild Woman of The Forest ;

Patti :
Holtzy, Get Out!
 
Darth Vader,
The Ultimate Father
Spirit of the Dominance Hierarchy  :
Impressive...



THE POWER OF PATTI COMPELS YOU

Cry "Havok!" And Set Free The Bitches of War


Cry "Havok!" 
And Let Slip The Dogs of War...



WHO LET THE DOGS OUT?


(c)2000 Artemis Records

What? You Didn't See That Coming....?






HOUSE BLOWING UP BUILDS CHARACTER.



Saturday 25 August 2018

Please Call Me Rey.


Her Power is to be found in 
Water and Darkness.
She Shouldn't Know What an Ocean is...




 " I was the separated wife of 
The Crown Prince of Earth and Heaven, 
The Heir to The Throne, 
The Next and Future King - 




I was a problem, fullstop. 

Never happened before, what do we do with Her?

She won't go quietly, that's The Problem. 

I'll fight to The End, because I believe that I have a role to fulfil.

And I've got two children to bring up. "




Members of The Divine Quaternity :
Isis (AIR) - 
The Queen of Heaven

Osiris (FIRE) - 
Heavenly Father 
Sleeps a Lot During The Day
Lord of The Underworld

Set (EARTH) - 
The Dark Brother, 
Prince of Darkness, 
Lord of All The Earth

Nepthys (WATER) - 
The Dark Sister
The Hidden Power, 
She Who Must Not Be Named

The Great Mother -
Intensely Black 
Bare Bosom
Super-Abundance of Darkness

Whoever Abandoned the Infant Princess-Goddess on a Desert Planet Knew Precisely What They Were Doing -

Like Aquaman in a dry room, She is stripped of her divinity and looses acces to all Her Supranatural Godly Powers.

As soon as She leaves The Desert and first comes into contact with large bodies of abundant water, she is first exposed to waves, tidal currents, 

[ which are a lunar-induced global superfluid dynamic system of chaotic energy flow and continuous movement ]

- Precipitation and a Deeper, Darker Species of Night, capable of swallowing The Sun completely, immediately does the auto-initiatory activation of Her Divine Feminine Christ Consciouness

awaken, and immediately finds itself to be in expression of it's full and whole potential power-potency, strength and level of ability and skill.

She was born and raised - much as you and I - with a baseline Power Level of around 1.0 -

Departing at last from Jakku dials Her all the way up to 11.99




She needs no period of training,  
or tutelage and apprenticeship, 
and has no need of a Master to teach Her.

Because She is Awake.


Rey/Nepthys/The UltraBlack Dark Princess' 
Centre of Power.


Please Call Me Rey —

REY: 
Hi, Billy.

BILLY: 
Oh, hi, Rachel. 
This is Murray and The Doctor.

REY: 
Please call me Rey. 
Oh, do you guys want a hand?

MURRAY: 
You haven't by chance got a one and five eights socket, have you?

(Murray laughs, but Rey gets one from her bag.)

Time's Champion : 
Do you always carry around a full set of tools with you?

REY: 
Oh, it's what Billy taught me — 
Always to be Prepared.

Time's Champion : 
A Stitch in Time... Fills up Space. 




" THE text which contains this legend is found cut in hieroglyphics upon a stele which is now preserved in Paris. Attention was first called to it by Chabas, who in 1857 gave a translation of it in the Revue Archéologique, p. 65 ff., and pointed out the importance of its contents with his characteristic ability. 

The hieroglyphic text was first published by Ledrain in his work on the monuments of the Bibliothèque Nationale in Paris,  and I gave a transcript of the text, with transliteration and translation, in 1895. 

The greater part of the text consists of a hymn to Osiris, which was probably composed under the XVIIIth Dynasty, when an extraordinary development of the cult of that god took place, and when he was placed by Egyptian theologians at the head of all the gods. Though unseen in the temples, his presence filled all Egypt, and his body formed the very substance of the country. 

He was the God of all gods and the Governor of the Two Companies of the gods, he formed the soul and body of Ra, he was the beneficent Spirit of all spirits, he was himself the celestial food on which the Doubles in the Other World lived. 

He was the greatest of the gods in On (Heliopolis), Memphis, Herakleopolis, Hermopolis, Abydos, and the region of the First Cataract, and so. 

He embodied in his own person the might of Ra-Tem, Apis and Ptah, the Horus-gods, Thoth and Khnemu, and his rule over Busiris and Abydos continued to be supreme, as it had been for many, many hundreds of years. 

He was the source of the Nile, the north wind sprang from him, his seats were the stars of heaven which never set, and the imperishable stars were his ministers. 

All heaven was his dominion, and the doors of the sky opened before him of their own accord when he appeared. 

He inherited the earth from his father Keb, and the sovereignty of heaven from his mother Nut. 

In his person he united endless time in the past and endless time in the future.

 Like Ra he had fought Seba, or Set, the monster of evil, and had defeated him, and his victory assured to him lasting authority over the gods and the dead. 

He exercised his creative power in making land and water, trees and herbs, cattle and other four-footed beasts, birds of all kinds, and fish and creeping things; even the waste spaces of the desert owed allegiance to him as the creator. 

And he rolled out the sky, and set the light above the darkness.

The last paragraph of the text contains an allusion to Isis, the sister and wife of Osiris, and mentions the legend of the birth of Horus, which even under the XVIIIth Dynasty was very ancient, Isis, we are told, was the constant protectress of her brother, she drove away the fiends that wanted to attack him, and kept them out of his shrine and tomb, and she guarded him from all accidents. 

All these things she did by means of spells and incantations, large numbers of which were known to her, and by her power as the "witch-goddess." 

Her "mouth was trained to perfection, and she made no mistake in pronouncing her spells, and her tongue was skilled and halted not." 

At length came the unlucky day when Set succeeded in killing Osiris during the war which the "good god" was waging against him and his fiends. 

Details of the engagement are wanting, but the Pyramid Texts state that the body of Osiris was hurled to the ground by Set at a place called Netat, which seems to have been near Abydos.  

The news of the death of Osiris was brought to Isis, and she at once set out to find his body. 

All legends agree in saying that she took the form of a bird, and that she flew about unceasingly, going hither and thither, and uttering wailing cries of grief. 

At length she found the body, and with a piercing cry she alighted on the ground. 


The Pyramid Texts say that Nephthys was with her that 

"Isis came, Nephthys came, the one on the right side, the other on the left side, one in the form of a Hat bird, the other in the form of a Tchert bird, and they found Osiris thrown on the ground in Netat by
his brother Set." 


The late form of the legend goes on to say that Isis fanned the body with her feathers, and produced air, and that at length she caused the inert members of Osiris to move, and drew from him his essence, wherefrom she produced her child Horus.

This bare statement of the dogma of the conception of Horus does not represent all that is known about it, and it may well be supplemented by a passage from the Pyramid Texts, 1 which reads, 

"Adoration to thee, O Osiris. 

Rise thou up on thy left side, place thyself on thy right side. 

This water which I give unto thee is the water of youth (or rejuvenation). 

Adoration to thee, O Osiris! 

Rise thou up on thy left side, place thyself on thy right side. 

This bread which I have made for thee is warmth. 

Adoration to thee, O Osiris! 

The doors of Heaven are opened to thee, 
the doors of the streams are thrown wide open to thee. 

The gods in the city of Pe come [to thee], Osiris, at the sound (or voice) of the supplication of Isis and Nephthys. . . . . . . 

Thy elder sister took thy body in her arms, she chafed thy hands, she clasped thee to her breast [when] she found thee [lying] on thy side on the plain of Netat." 

And in another place we read :


"Thy two sisters, Isis and Nephthys, came to thee, 
Kam-urt, in thy name of Kam-ur, 
Uatchet-urt, in thy name of Uatch-ur" . . . . . . . "

Isis and Nephthys weave magical protection for thee in the city of Saut, 
for thee their lord, 
in thy name of 'Lord of Saut,' 
for their god, 
in thy name of 'God.' 

They praise thee; go not thou far from them in thy name of 'Tua.' 
They present offerings to thee; be not wroth in thy name of 'Tchentru.' 
Thy sister Isis cometh to thee rejoicing in her love for thee. 

Thou hast union with her, thy seed entereth her. 
She conceiveth in the form of the star Septet (Sothis). 

Horus-Sept issueth from thee in the form of Horus, 
dweller in the star Septet. 

Thou makest a spirit to be in him in his name 
'Spirit dwelling in the god Tchentru.' 

He avengeth thee in his name of 
'Horus, the son who avenged his father.' 
Hail, Osiris, Keb hath brought to thee Horus, 
he hath avenged thee, 
he hath brought to thee the hearts of the gods, 
Horus hath given thee his Eye, 
thou hast taken possession of the Urert Crown thereby at the head of the gods. 
Horus hath presented to thee thy members, he hath collected them completely, there is no disorder in thee. 
Thoth hath seized thy enemy 
and hath slain him 
and those who were with him.

The above words are addressed to dead kings in the Pyramid




" They see me as a threat of some kind, and I'm here to do good: I'm not a destructive person.

I think every strong woman in history has had to walk down a similar path, and I think it's the strength that causes the confusion and the fear.

Why is she strong? 
Where does she get it from? 
Where is she taking it?

Where is she going to use it? 
Why do the public still support her? 
When I say public, you go and do an engagement and there's a great many people there. "


What is Truth?


On the Vital Necessity of Free Speech (Moderators are you listening)?



On the Vital Necessity of Free Speech

Moderators, Admins are you listening?