The Spirit of Jor-El

This Year, we shall examine The Various Concepts of Immortatility, and their basis in Actual Fact... 

In Medieval times, people did not divide Reality into Inner and Outer or even acknowledge a difference between the two. 

For them, inside and outside were the  same. 

To accomplish all that we have today, we’ve had to split the world in two. 

We couldn’t be this competitive with a Medieval Mind. 

But the price we pay for our  accomplishments is Loneliness and anInability to Love. 

When We’re In Love, We ARE  Our Beloved. 

I spent many years trying to help people differentiate between inner  and outer: 

 

You are you, and I am I. 
Your husband is your husband. 

We have not yet  completed the transition to The Modern Mind. 

Many psychological problems are a  failure to differentiate between out there and in here.  

 
According to the teachings of India, The External World is 'maya', illusion. 

It is  considered illusory because it is actually WITHIN,not out there. 

We see only the “ten  thousand things” that we project. 

LIKE SLENDERMAN

Or Count Dracula 

Or, IT.

In ancient China, Lao Tzu dreamed of a butterfly,  and for the rest of his life he didn’t know whether he had dreamed the butterfly or  the butterfly had dreamed him.  

 

In the West, gold is the symbol of the Self, while in the East, the symbol of our  inner divinity is The Diamond. 

In their interior meanings, they are the same, but the  images are different. Diamonds are the hardest matter on earth—unearthly, celestial, and impersonal. 

Gold is much softer, a matter of relationship,the Self as related. I think we’re lucky to have gold to cope with.    

My Son. 

You Do Not Remember Me. 

I am Jor-El. 

I am Your Father. 

By now, you will have reached your 18th year, as it is measured on Earth. 

By that reckoning, I will have been dead for many thousands of your years. 

The Knowledge, that I have, matters Physical and Historic, I have given you fully on your voyage, to your New Home.

These are important matters, to be sure, but — still matters of mere Fact. 

There are QUESTIONS to Be Asked. 

And it is TIME, for You to Do So. Here in this, this Fortress, of Solitude — 

We shall try to find The Answers together. 

So, My Son. Speak.

Who am I?

Your Name is Kal-El. 

You are The Only Survivor of The Planet Krypton. 

Even though you have been raised, as a Human Being, you are Not One of Them. 

You have Great Powers, only some of which you have, as yet discovered. 

Come with me now My Son, as we break through the bars of your Earthly confinement, travelling through time and space... 

In the 6 known dimensions...

Your Powers, will far exceed those of mortal man...

It is forbidden for you to interfere with Human History. Rather let Your Leadership, stir Others to... 

In this next year, we shall examine, The Human Heart. It is more fragile than your own... 

For the past 2 years...

As we pass through The Flaming Turmoil which is the edge of your own galaxy, we will enter the realm of the red Krypton sun. Source of your Strength and Nourishment and, Cause of our eventual destruction. 

The Planet Krypton, My Son, Your Home, As it Was... 

This Year, we shall examine The Various Concepts of Immortatility, and their basis in Actual Fact... 

The total accumulation of all knowledge spanning the 28 known galaxies, is embedded in The Crystals which I have sent along with you. 

Study them well My Son, and learn from them...

Over The Past 12 years, we have reasoned out Logical Judgments...

By the time we return to the confines of your galaxy, 12 of your years will have passed... 

For this reason among others, I have chosen Earth, for you... 

It is now time for you to rejoin your New World, and to Serve its Collective Humanity. 

Live as One of Them Kal-El, to discover where your Strength and your Power are Needed. 

But always Hold in Your Heart the Pride, of your Special Heritage. 

They can be a Great People Kal-El, They Wish To Be — They only lack The Light to Show Them The Way. 

For This Reason, above all, their Capacity for GOOD, I have sent them YOU — My Only Son.

(Now an adult, Superman emerges from The Fortress. The crowd Goes Wild.)

Jor-El : You... Enjoyed it.

 
Superman : I don't know what to say, Father. I'm afraid I just got carried away. 


Jor-El : I anticipated this, my son. I... 
S

uperman : [surprised]  You couldn't have! You couldn't have imagined... 


Jor-El : ...How good it felt. 
[Clark nods]  
Jor-El : You are revealed to the world. Very well, so be it. But you must still keep your secret identity. 
Superman : But why? 
Jor-El : The reasons are two. First, you cannot serve humanity twenty-eight hours a day. 
Superman : Twenty-four. 
Jor-El : Or twenty-four, as it is in Earth time. Your help would be called for endlessly, even for those problems which human beings could solve themselves. It is their habit to abuse their resources in such a way. 
Superman : And, secondly? 
Jor-El : Secondly, your enemies will discover their only way to hurt you: by hurting the people you care for. 


Superman : Thank you, Father. 


Jor-El : Lastly... Do not punish yourself for your feelings of vanity. Simply learn to control them. It is an affliction common to all, even on Krypton. 

Our destruction could have been avoided had it not been for the Vanity of some who considered us indestructible. Were it not for vanity, why... at this very moment... 


[sadly]  


Jor-El : I could embrace you in my arms. My son. 


[Kal-El reaches yearningly toward his father's image; Jor-El fades, leaving Kal-El alone]