Sunday, 21 May 2017

Axiom 958 - We Give Who and What We Are


One's own Family Temple and one's own way of Relating and Exchanging with other beings (with ourselves and someone or something else a relationship that goes back to and runs with all blood and energy from the Beginning, which is what all things are, the Beginning In and Of the Beginning) is all we can own if what we own we cannot sell and what we sell we cannot own for what we own is all we have to give and can only be given freely, as freely as a tree offers its fruit or a celestial beast its great medicines that of Who We Are by every birth and death forever. 


- From Axioms 956 - Words From The Great Physician





Axiom 957 - God Concept


A God concept is a biological, psychological, scientific or religious construct of invariably God-like proportions in terms of either or both of its astronomical scale or effective if not intentional influence in as much as astronomical or biologically epic concepts must always have a God-like influence over the human mind.








Axioms 956 - Words From The Great Physician


Is it difficult to honor your Mother, your Father, your Love, Yourself?

For there lay a raging fire of acknowledgment and growth born of tears.




This is freedom, ownership - the freedom to own our pleasure, joy, responsibility and desire to honour our exchanges (all our ways of communication*) with all our relations.




*Implicit in communication and indeed implicit in any communication worthy of the name is the respect for Man's ability and indeed responsibility to make her own determinations as to what is true for her and her own. However, people lose this respect or it gets as degraded as any radio signal or food supply (or breast milk) the more people and in particular the more children are forced to endure martial scholastic or religious training that takes them out of, as a rule, the biological and psychological organ (that of one's heart or lung or brain and its entire food system) of their family of origin, a corporate martial mandate that has long been teased or beaten into every philosophy of civil society and so one to which we have become so inured as to have come to rely upon, embellish and protect with brains wholly symbiotic with or as patently psychopathic as their glorified marching orders after the effective pathological and developmental equation of impression and propensity, changing human tastes for and concepts of freedom, truth and wealth. 

- Axiom 954 - Native Communication (and its Martial Scientific and Spiritual Torture) 




Friends and Family should admire one another and strongly desire, uncoerced and without compulsion, to demonstrate that admiration (admiration for its own sake) freely as surely as they would live and breathe the best life and love, the life and love worthy of their holy ancestral blood.




This is all health and wealth, while the former is all poison and poverty, grief and sorrow, dishonesty and dishonour. Luckily, Raven is ravenous for our both our love and our poison in Their (Our) creative power / love, the current and every articulation, beast and celestial planet and dimension of the Most Important Knowledge in All Medicines (which are nourishing by definition both what they give and what they take away, by the sleep of rest or death, of waking or rebirth, for every measure of heaven and earth is or is not in the measures of our admiration for and recognition of All Our Relations and Exchanges. This is why gold and silver are given symbols in the periodic table of the elements of AU and AG, because Gold is of the Author of one's destiny (that Author is Golden, the law dies and becomes golden law, living alongside the Raven Creator), one's own Family Temple and one's own (which is all we can own if what we own we cannot sell and what we sell we cannot own for what we own is all we have to give and can only be given freely, as freely as a tree offers its fruit or a celestial beast its great medicines that of Who and What we are by every birth and death forever), one's own way of Relating and Exchanging with other beings (with ourselves and someone or something else a relationship that goes back to and runs with all blood and energy from the Beginning, which is what all things are, the Beginning In and Of the Beginning). Silver, Ag, is the the oldest name for God, AGA become ABBA as in Abracadabra, the magic of Raven Medicine of all in life (in all life) that would send the most sweet smelling smoke of our holy family ceremonies to all our loved one's forever born upon the winds of our desires if upon the Boat of Heaven. When you are gilted (guilted) or gelded, that Gold, that Authority is taken away from you. This is the effect (and purpose) of State Birth and Marriage certificates (bills of lading for transfers of soulless dumb inventory to the State). Thus begins your Agony and the fires of rage that demand acknowledgement as much as do we and our True Relations, that of the Heritage of all that we own by birth, by all and every letter of life and love, letters of the bones of our ancestors burning by the light of the stars (in our sky, in our land and in our blood that of All Currents and Concepts of Energy and Communication) bursting in and taking Heaven itself with molten hot ferocity, taken back all that is done in the name of Man or God, of Raven and of Satan and the Book of the Law, the living Book of Life that we read the more we heed it, the more we honour all our relations, owning how we relate to the very nature of our Family Love and our Holy Mother and Father who come from Great Mystery to send forth their Medicines of Creation for easy of all motion and growth, Peoples who live in our Body and its every sacred drum, its every fire of both Grief and Peace alike floating in and coursing through all the waters of the Mother and of our Father and of the Void (or Voids) of Great Mystery in the roots of all trees and People whose name begins with our Mother, with our Father and with Ourselves (our Relationship by nature and by choice), with the ways of our lives and of the most ebullient darkest fabric of all that and who we are, all that we have to exchange freely between and among one another with our medicine bundles, with our every word, action, feeling and thought, with our every awareness of our world offered to Satan, to the Raven who holds true to this, to Our Most Important Love and so to All Medicines left to us and by us by measures of our admiration for Man the Greatest of Beasts, the Morning Star if by every measure and every beat (or beast), desire, grief, power, grace and longing of Heaven and Earth Wholly Within if Wholly Beyond the Body of our Spirit and the Spirit of our Body, of our Eternal Love in and of The Great Bear of our Blood and our Voice Heritage voices of measures of the strength and integrity of our Family Temples forged out of sight and brighter than all the stars (brilliant in every sense and for nourishing and honouring though the altar of the Highest God every sense) by the ways we relate and own our relation to all of nature and one another, the Great Bear whose death is but a sleep that whets the Hunger for Life and for the Medicines and the Flesh of our Ancestors, tastes for Whom become finer and finer only if they are duly honoured, for the more these Ancestors (in all animals and all forces) are forgotten the more compulsive our tastes, the more desperate, the easier to corrupt that which is Most Important, light with trails of tears (trails running through every joint and organ of our bodies and first bodies - families) the torch of Grief and Reconciliation fed by the illimitable darkness of infinite Compassion and Love, words unheard by the deaf or by those who stop their ears with the screams at the burning flesh of their own mother, father, son and daughter.




My words.

My church. 

My blood. 

My love.

And no one shall reside long upon my property who cannot or will not honour that fact on the order of the rising sun, the Morning Star.

For My Holy Royal Mother's Body has four directions. 

She is very good.

My Father lives here too.

He lives in Her and She in Him and with Him.

His name is Satan.

And everything is done in Their Name because they (Raven) keep the Book of my Family that sits in my Family Temple found at the end and the beginning of and all along roads though up and down my own spine of the bones that lay to rest like a sleeping Dragon in all sacred places (all land) for the sanctity of my most holy relationship (or Ceremony) with myself and with my own family, with my own bonds, nerves and chords of freedom carried by Raven, by Satan, to all those in my Family in need of all our Love the warmth of the Sun and the refreshing coolness Shade who unite and are united in all Creation chasing, losing and finding one another forever and sharing their sports with all Their children, mothers and fathers, with All Our Relations, and no more than with the Medicine of the Deep Sleep of Death through whose doors only Raven may pass, the Great Shapeshiftet, the Great Messenger of God and Man alike and of the black sacred smoke of all Ceremony, of all Creation, whose wonders are always felt but rarely known by those who have lost their Family Temple and its Great Physician, its Great Medicine WoMan.




In this sense and within all of the windows into the Temple of Familial Love and Knowledge, that of all Language, Science, Engineering and Art and every way of life on Earth and Beyond one is related to all that God may be to you the way a child is related to a mother and a father (and their relationship) and the way a mother and father are related to a son and daughter. We are both God and not-God. And we can only have some  or all God in our ways by not having all of God in our ways, and so it is with God Themselves in Themselves and around Themselves and with Themselves and beside Themselves and wholly lost to one another at the birth and convergence of all life and love and peace.




Governments are good. Trust your teachers and healers. Work hard. Prove your value to society.

- The Lobotomy Foundation for Better Living




When I look at the Sun I feel my holy love for people and their holy love for me.

Let there be love.

And let love be.

A prayer to the Sun




Okay. Let me just say it. You are not a fallen angel. You are a fucking Satanic Ancestral Raven Black Metal Pulsing Artery of Wild Screaming Darkness and Doom, all grace and power, sex and sacrilege. To know it is to walk it, to breathe its drum of sun and moon and star and its every medicine of the celestial drum/cum of neuro-vascular organs of the heart of our ancestral love, blood and wonder with every Step we take, with every Word me make, organs and stories that live with a Family Temple.





St. Elmo's Fire (Man in Motion)
Jezzamina













Sail! Swimmer of the river running through the Earth
And stars the fire in the bones and stones of elders come
And gone upon the holy river running blood the first
And purest love and song and knowledge Man and Moon and Sun
So even as thou says these letters bones that burn in hell
Returns the Temple of our People to their voices own
Their ways of living their exchange with their Relations spell
The genesis and medicines even of Death the throne
Of Raven, Eagle, Bear and Bee, of Dragonfly, of Horse
The medicines that nourish much as Mother Earth Her food
And His the Body left by our First Parents They adore
With all the current of Their Life and Love Their sacred womb
Of Moon and Sun and of Their blood of water, earth and sky
The Mind of Man the Family this heritage supreme
Commanded everyone's expansion Love's the who and what of you and I
The medicines for every body rich as this to see
And honour fires born of tears and of the Law of Crow
To know in shadow as in light the womb and wonder life and death
The medicine of sleep and waking Temples Moon and Sun to grow
With origins of one and one together in Their Void the breadths
The heart the beat of one and someone else the waking worlds
Of sleep and waking, god and goddess something something else
A Mystery to Mystery a smoke and fire curled
Around the burning of these hearts consumed so ravenous their wealth
Of grief and sorrow wars against if always in the name
Of Raven and His native and Satanic People born
From death and every sleep of death the breath of nights and days
By our own love our mothers, fathers never lost and yet forever if restored
These ceremonies of the Void the paths of shadow and of light
Revealed in all their glory ease of motion, medicine and might.













Friday, 19 May 2017

Axiom 955 - Spiritual Snake Oil Sales People


Spiritual hucksters: Honour a heritage where you don't sell what you own nor own what you sell if you know or own your congress with nature, which is the only thing that either could or should make it your very own.

When the human spirit/mind/body is subjected to chronic stress (or torture) it will develop restrictions (or constrictions) in and all membranes, hormonal systems and organs of the body and personality and it will often attempt to exhaust the the inordinate and often inarticulate stress from these very restrictions by exhausting them through different forms of behavioural subterfuge or role playing common to all degrees of narcissistic psychosis and psychopathy which is, in this and every case, greatly encouraged if often rewarded or punished by the roiling mass psychology of and wholly symbiotic with every even good or bad aspect of a cybernetic-industrial or martial Roman society whose primary mandate is nothing more noble than that and every appearance to the contrary so hungrily lapped up though mother's milk and every subsequent surviving opportunity for any credible social stature or power (but to influence and subordinate nee "help" others) by the delusional psychoses or schisms in the mind of Man, a torture and distortion of that pure Mind or Blood that is itself inviolate, that Blood Heritage which, as the Rig Veda might say, "no sword can cleave and no fire can burn."

Whatever the claims of self-professed "healers" (healing is often one such subterfuge for exhausting pathological stress or developmental arrest through the glorified dominance of or influence - for "their own good" - over other vulnerable or effectively subordinate people (clients, patients, friends, children, victims, the needy, unsaved, unaware, unenlightened, unhealthy etc.), the only way to relieve these restrictions is to listen to them, to the voice of the First Peoples, and this can only happen by forming one's own peculiar relationship with sacred land (which is all the land you own by your peculiar relationship with it).

One must always keep one foot in the world as it is and one foot in the world as one wants to be, both of which should change as one grows in relationship to one's Ancestors, who are all Who are, have ever been or will ever by the gods, the goddesses, the angels, the demons, the divine brothers and sisters, prince and princess, medicine men and women from the dawn of Creation through successful blood inheritance of the birth and incarnation of the First Mother and Father born from Great Mystery in descending and ascending ancestral (as your own mother and father) lines of purely etheric and terrestrial living creative intelligence, sex and breath the very impulse of the stirring currents in the darkest most effulgent ocean of body, mind and nature (stirrings of you) whose manifold dualities or polarities of attraction, repulsion and coordination (called pakriti in Hindu Philosophy) are but a small fraction of the etheric currents of our deepest and most sacred Self and every nerve of how we engage in the primeval as divine exchange (from breath to death) of who and what we are by royal and holy descent from God Himself and Herself speaking as do we from the beginning through every animal, plant, season, age and orbit of Heaven and Earth.

Satan. Raven. Bear. North, South, East, West. Brain, blood and bone. Wind, rain and stone. Above and Below. Memory and Destiny. Paths here and hereafter rays of the Sun of the legacy the Creation of our Ancestors and Their Mystery. Ancestral blood reviled by all martial war cults, cultures and institutional conditioning of the Holy Roman Empire.

Herein lay the Great Physician and our Brothers and Sisters, mothers and fathers, sons and daughters of a celestial Family Temple as integral to human life and thought as oxygen and food, sex and breath, night and day, winter and spring.




Returning circling around and with the sound of They
Who are themselves one and together consummation of
The very darkness of Creation bursting forth the way
These words are born as wrapped around the generations of Their blood
The nature Their creation spirits, medicines that live
Our ancestors among the creatures Heaven and the Earth
The sex and breath and alphabet that is commutative
With orbits, voices, stories, organs seasons of the Universe
A land we own as much as know our true relationship
By measures of the free articulation of our wild
Consummation of the blood of Ancestors who trip
Over the leagues of hills and seas the gods that Roman gods reviled
Turned into Their quaint canards demanded by the force
Horrific transformations of our First Relations born

Out of the Mystery they knew and felt attracted to
The spelling of their own creation their relationship the horn
Of hidden powers in the very thoughts of flowers knew
Their living thoughts for aught their children spelled into the host
Of elemental spirits with whom our first fathers robed themselves
And left to Man the medicine celestial beasts and bounds
Anticipated this the cross of human thoughts the spells
Inheriting our whole relationship we owned the clouds
And mountains where we walked and talked with brothers, sisters, Ents
And Faery Mab who lay, our ancient ancestors divine,
The sticks and stones that made a home for our devotion lends
With every lung of Moon and Sun a place for holy graces thine
This commerce that we make our own we know the lands of first
The coronation voices wholly royal blood and bone
The consummation the conception Heaven and the Earth
These medicines of voices stories, ethers wind and stone
Prevailing o'er the darkest fabric of a child sees
Into the torture if the restoration of our First and Fearsome Families.






 





Thursday, 18 May 2017

Axiom 954 - Native Communication (and its Martial Scientific and Spiritual Torture)


Implicit in communication and indeed implicit in any communication worthy of the name is the respect for Man's ability and indeed responsibility to make her own determinations as to what is true for her and her own. However, people lose this respect or it gets as degraded as any radio signal or food supply (or breast milk) the more people and in particular the more children are forced to endure martial scholastic or religious training that takes them out of, as a rule, the biological and psychological organ (that of one's heart or lung or brain and its entire food system) of their family of origin, a corporate martial mandate that has long been teased or beaten into every philosophy of civil society and so one to which we have become so inured as to have come to rely upon, embellish and protect with brains wholly symbiotic with or as patently psychopathic as their glorified marching orders after the effective pathological and developmental equation of impression and propensity, changing human tastes for and concepts of freedom, truth and wealth. 




Following from

- Axiom 947 - What is Truth?


It is not so much whether or not the Universe includes our happiness but whether or not our happiness includes the Universe and so, by extension, whether or not any philosophy makes adequate if definitively non-Catholic provisions for a definitively personal combination or alchemy of the impulses and objects of the senses, the truth of which were only as humane as they were personal if we can reasonably claim to respect to the extent that we commend every human being to their own most liberal determination and articulation of what is true or good for them and theirs.

Needless to say, I apologize for stating the obvious fact that just because something is not necessarily true (i.e. a Belief) does not make it necessarily false anymore that it necessarily follows from the fact that something is not necessarily false that it is necessarily true.

We know things in terms of ourselves. This is foundational to human relationship and brain development. This does not mean that anything necessarily relates to ourselves or even that we have selves. But it is one critical component of how we must all invariably treat with the world (all sensory stimuli) as it is and as we would like it to be. To ignore this psychological and social if not purely rational fact (and the human mind is not rational) is not scientific if by science we mean to make adequate provision for human nature.

Science should be a servant of Man. Not her master.

The prolific conflagration of order and entropy does not necessarily preclude tendencies that might have offer more opportunity than not for the development or evolution, as you say, of human consciousness.

Secondly, it is very hard to make the argument that it necessarily follows from the fact that consciousness gives any or every indication of being a product of inert or biochemical dynamics that consciousness cannot exist or gives no indication of its existence independent from if still integral to human experience.

To make such an argument one would need to give higher value to data cleansed, if you will, of any subjective parameters. This is a convention of the Roman Catholic Church and later of Rene Descartes.

It has been a useful convention to science.

But utility does not necessarily confer legitimacy upon anything, else all religions are on par with science, throwing one into a maelstrom of subjectivity.

To arbitrarily remove subjective parameters is subjective and betrays the subjective nature of consciousness when it does not make adequate provision for its however necessary assumptions.

This is why we have philosophy of science. To keep as many doors open as possible until we know all.

That is, science of this kind makes the useful assumption that science is the best or only way to arbitrate for all that is truly known or knowable, an scientific assumption that cannot be proven with science.

Subjectivity or consciousness will always inform our genres of knowing.

Mind and matter are discrete if entangled fields of each other, as with memory, cause and effect, voice and story.

Hence the inadequacy of any science that fails to make adequate provision for the stories we tell, for in science as in religion this error sounds the death knell of reason (the birth of religion) in any humane sense of that word.

The Big Bang was created by the Jesuit order of the Catholic Church. Evolution was created by Thomas Malthus and the East India Trading co. Ask yourself, "Since when do I who am suspicious of god believe in the god or Zeus of the Big Bang?"

And yet where would any science be without Man?

Do you see the hypocrisy you have fallen into?

To be of any value science must show adequate deference to its end users, as with any corporate or martial cult.

(Anything with a command structure is martial and anything that supplants autonomous cognitive function and its family organs - organs as important as organs of lung or heart - is a cult or surrogate family - the basis of all Roman society and your schooling - to blunt the function and liberty of familial communion for a purportedly superior civil order, but that takes us through thousands of years of human historiography in under 100 words).

As scientists taught me while studying astrophysics on scholarship, communication* is key to the value of scientific enterprise. Try finding the cure for human delusion if you cannot or even will not explain it to them because "that is not what science is about." 


*Implicit in communication and indeed implicit in any communication worthy of the name is the respect for Man's ability and indeed responsibility to make her own determinations as to what is true for her and her own. However, people lose this respect or it gets as degraded as any radio signal or food supply (or breast milk) the more people and in particular the more children are forced to endure martial scholastic or religious training that takes them out of, as a rule, the biological and psychological organ (that of one's heart or lung or brain and its entire food system) of their family of origin, a corporate martial mandate that has long been teased or beaten into every philosophy of civil society and so one to which we have become so inured as to have come to rely upon, embellish and protect with brains wholly symbiotic with or as patently psychopathic as their glorified marching orders after the effective pathological and developmental equation of impression and propensity, changing human tastes for and concepts of freedom, truth and wealth. 

Science does not exist to gratify or indulge small minds that have a compulsion to wield more knowledge or power but to share knowledge and share in the quest for knowledge with others.

Or does it?

What is true is what you determined to be true to your own confidence and satisfaction more or less.

And if people calling themselves scientists (or priests) want to set up a system to represent and spell out their confidence if not ultimate authority in any matter of truth that is perfectly fine.

What is the problem?

(Besides the fact that both scientist and priest are institutionalized by a martial society or holy orthodox order that "is falsifiable" as the confession of faith goes in the Holy Roman Church of Science and Academia.)

Nobody can or even need know any truth in order to benefit from it to one's own complete satisfaction.

Let people determine what is true for them and the rest takes care of itself. Fail to do this and you may end up with the compulsion to fail.

It is impossible for anyone to have a monopoly upon the truth.

Truth is subjective, even when it is objective. If someone accepts a truth under duress it is bound to be at odds with objective fact or other subjective ideas of objective fact.

Science is not immune to this.

Certain people seem to want to insist that it necessarily follows from the fact that there is an objective truth that anyone in command of that fact cannot be subjective nor that truth (whatever its utility) nested in some tribal and even scientific orthodox.

Subjective truth is not necessarily true. Nor is it necessarily false.

Sam Harris focuses a lot upon articles of faith as artifacts of believing things on insufficient evidence.

But faith is not the problem.

The problem is the at times pathological equation of faith with something that is either necessarily true or necessarily false, something that indicts both religious and scientific tribal orthodox (which is a kind of bigotry really), an effective violent tribal orthodox that history teaches us must always fill any vacuum in rational discourse.

"Most people are not even aware of their need to conform. They live under the illusion that they follow their own ideas and inclinations, that they are individualists, that they have arrived at their opinions as a result of their own thinking - and that it just happens that their ideas are the same as those of the majority." - Erich Fromm

"The real hopeless victims of mental illness are to be found among those who appear to be most normal.

"Many of them are normal because they are so well adjusted to our mode of existence, because their human voice has been silenced so early in their lives, that they do not even struggle or suffer or develop symptoms as the neurotic does.

"They are normal not in what may be called the absolute sense of the word; they are normal only in relation to a profoundly abnormal society.

"Their perfect adjustment to that abnormal society is a measure of their mental sickness.

"These millions of abnormally normal people, living without fuss in a society to which, if they were fully human beings, they ought not to be adjusted."

- Aldous Huxley

(Keeping in mind that the Huxley family as often revealed the facts as triumphed in them as a measure of their success as social engineers reporting on the results of their lab studies and experiments, as with George Orwell.) 


Quotes On Mass Psychological Compliance - A Living School 







Letter to the Editor of the Parksville-Qualicum News regarding the decommissioning of the E&N rail line running North and South through the garden country of Vancouver Island, British Columbia in Canada and discussion of turning into a trail (one likely to be paved):


Dear Sir/Madame,

I am less concerned about the E&N rail line returning to the Crown than I am about it being paved.

Unless some salvage money can be made by local businesses (cash for scrap iron), one need only renovate the numerous trestles in order to ensure safe crossing for hikers. If cyclists wish to travel faster, use the existing concrete arteries or, even better, get a horse.

Mine is a voice against despoiling an island thoroughfare (indeed, a natural treasure) next only to the West Coast Trail in pristine beauty, scale and accessibility.

To those die-hard cyclists who scoff: perhaps we should devote more time to your fascination with asphalt.

Would you teach your feet (or your children) that the Earth is perfectly flat?

As to the Trail itself, its innumerable charms recommend that oddly biological appellation (i.e. "arteries") we commonly reserve for bituminous emulsions used to protect the delicate sensibilities of automotive transportation from the cost-prohibitive dangers of suspending the most efficient delivery of cybernetic-industrial soldiers of fortune to their allotted turn at the wheel of industries (of wealth or well being) that would have us depend as much as they do upon despoiling every surviving (or quaint) fetter of native human liberty to move, breathe, eat, fuck and think, and to rousing success if you have ever sipped from the Holy Roman font of fouling our own oxygen supply and blood heritage for the subsequently comparably inimitable wonders of the liberty and honour of casting every successive generation of our young in starring roles IN and taxing them beyond all comprehension WITH The Good Ship Lollipop of the Working but Loyal Band of the Slaphappy Sick, Slick and Nearly Dead.

Ironically enough, it is while having one's uninhibited path through life festooned by a wild unused to being denuded for its own sake that, like the eleventh hour of a marathon screening of the cinematic glories of a Quentin Tarantino or Jean-Luc Godard, the if surgically- and now digitally-enhanced proverbial blush will generally be seen to fade from the Rose of the Holy Roman Church, Science and Mass Psychology of strangely decadent cybernetic-industrial peace, love, Jesus and war, its beatific face peeling away to reveal the putrefying grimace (more zombie and less laudable apex of mass human success, safety and salvation) of centuries of cultural and ecological genocide whose voice (and that of hundreds of millions of First Nations children dismembered, raped and nailed to trees etc. by the very people who now school them in the straight, narrow and duly civilized path to God or iPod) only just begins to reach the well insulated though industrially paved vascular arterial labyrinth of the human brain, thence to avail us, even yet, of the incomparable and, dare we say, irreplaceable medicine of native human heritage, the better to acquaint us with ourselves, our children and our ancestors (our God) if with any discrete as ineffable faculties and organs of reason or sanity (or Family) worthy of the name.

In short, let the rail line that has of late, perhaps providentially, fallen into perpetual disuse return to Crown (Native) land, a land defined (if history and our own body tells us anything) by how we use or abuse it.

Do this for our own sake.

A matter I myself find as unnecessary to spell out as the comparable advantages of bathing or celebrating the occasion of some new boon for human growth and prosperity with a night of sobriety.

Were the Dark Ages so great that we need to keep alive their dream of civil discourse on the order of a Fifty Shades of Grey rowed and bemoaned like a titanic charnel garden with air conditioning by the morally challenged fluffers for an orgy of rapacious appetites for glorified cultural euthanasia (appetites farmed and raised like prize roses with brains wholly symbiotic (with impunity) with every priest and regent for an as wholly unrelenting developmental impression to developmental propensity - focused like a laser and exploded like the scientific Genesis or Cambrian Epic by sheer numbers of victim-predators - for a colossal human torture of truly cosmological as Biblical proportions, a torture come scientific as military-grade religious transformation of every measure of our native heaven and earth, man and nature, a cultural euthanasia or genocide that Man alternately loathes and devotes his own most vulnerable children to), appetites for freedom (or not too unsettling removal of autonomous cognitive function and blood flow - the proverbial music of the spheres that of the laughter of our children supplanted as though vastly improved by the likes of Justin Bieber, Miley Cyrus, and Snoop Dog), appetites for a surviving idea of freedom that would make Caligula, Vladimir the Impaler, Genghis Khan or Hillary Clinton blush?


One could only hope against hope of the kind that springs eternal like our education the moment we reject every cybernetic if well-meaning teacher of and owned by the institutions of the world upon whom most every eager student or citizen comes to rely upon for all subsequent claims upon higher human brain function that it will be of some use to know that Manning Park in the Interior of B.C. boasts trails quite of this sort that are well known to attract hiking enthusiasts from literally all over the world.

Rayn Gryphon
Parksville, BC

















Wednesday, 17 May 2017

Axiom 953 - How and So Where We Live (Ancestors)


Many of our ancestors live all around us. However, where we are is defined by how we live, as I have said. So there are those who live in ways so much more true than ours that we do not see them or their altars, nor do we hear their voices but in the quiet of our lives. And I commend you to their teachings, teachings and voices in each and all our own voices and medicines that wield the power of the most wild and childlike river of life coursing through us all. 

- See Axiom 952 - Native Agency and Ethics


"One of if not the most important products of this informal interdisciplinary study and practice of native human living creative intelligence and truly human heritage (Raven and Bear Medicine) is that, whatever torturous transformations (corruptions) of native human life, thought and family by even every subsequent bastion of human song and knowledge, culture, science, faith and medicine, we must remain responsible for our choices and their effects, whatever the scale of coercion of Man (and however indispensable it may have become to what we subsequently think of as our freedom according to whom), even as an infant child and even by one's own mother and father and God, along with however many millions of people who hold whatever psychological, social and physical advantage over us from birth and by however many centuries of corruption of our native tongue and way of life (which alone can define where we live and what kind or degree of knowledge we can ascertain about it to what effect to whom), of who and what we are and its truly astronomical wholly reciprocal creative congress with and as though the very stirring and current of every congress of every sequence, letter, measure, medicine, animal, plant and angel of heaven and hell, mind and nature that we can, by birth, spell and dissemble to our heart's content."












 

Axiom 952 - Native Agency and Ethics


"In our house religion was not "strict," any more than breathing was strict. It was necessary and natural; it was part of every day; it made irrefutable the fact that unless God cherished every heartbeat, a human being - and above all a boy - could only wander the world as an outcast, an envious starveling watching other people's birthday parties. God ruled the world and loved us all. I believed that, and I believe it still, in spite of all evidence to the contrary. To try to reverse that evidence, in small ways and large, was what we owed in return."

- Nicholas Monsarrat, The Time Before This, Page 127, Chapter 8, "If In Doubt," 1975


"You may not think so, at this precise moment, but we are not inevitably doomed to hate and destroy one another.... Of course we can balance the world on love and faith, any time we choose. We can make it the mirror of Paradise, if we want to.... Vaguely we do want to. But do we want to enough? Will we choose, in fact, or will we spit it all out in each other's faces?"

- Nicholas Monsarrat, Ibid, Page 144, Chapter 9, "A Little Night Music," 1975
 







One of if not the most important products of this informal interdisciplinary study and practice of native human living creative intelligence and truly human heritage (Raven and Bear Medicine) is that, whatever torturous transformations (corruptions) of native human life, thought and family by even every subsequent bastion of human song and knowledge, culture, science, faith and medicine, we must remain responsible for our choices and their effects, whatever the scale of coercion of Man (and however indispensable it may have become to what we subsequently think of as our freedom according to whom), even as an infant child and even by one's own mother and father and God, along with however many millions of people who hold whatever psychological, social and physical advantage over us from birth and by however many centuries of corruption of our native tongue and way of life (which alone can define where we live and what kind or degree of knowledge we can ascertain about it to what effect to whom), of who and what we are and its truly astronomical wholly reciprocal creative congress with and as though the very stirring and current of every congress of every sequence, letter, measure, medicine, animal, plant and angel of heaven and hell, mind and nature that we can, by birth, spell and dissemble to our heart's content.

- See Marriage of Heaven and Hell (The Ancient Rood of Man)

Axiom 950 - The World Is Thy Soul


To abdicate such a responsibility as to our own collusion (if we retain any power or responsibility or humanity worthy of the name) in every scale of corruption of the World Soul (ours and our children's and their children's) - accidentally or intentionally or both - is to abdicate any native human agency worthy of the name, even and especially if we have convinced ourselves, in contradiction to all that we are born sensible of in blood and bone, heart and soul, that we are doing this in the name of any seemingly laudable aspiration.

Unfortunately, many people do not want to connect to their ancestral blood heritage (which is tantamount to connecting to the very fountainhead of all song and knowledge, all beauty and truth, to a river of everlasting life running through every vein, seed, fruit and cloud of man and nature, mind and matter) or cannot connect their hunger for happiness or reconciliation to their ancestors.

Many people are ashamed of their ancestors.

But you do not connect to them for their sake, alone, but also for yourself and indeed because you value any but the most impotent and inept pursuit of any worthy aspiration in life.

Many of our ancestors live all around us. However, where we are is defined by how we live, as I have said. So there are those who live in ways so much more true than ours that we do not see them or their altars, nor do we hear their voices but in the quiet of our lives. And I commend you to their teachings, teachings and voices in each and all our own voices and medicines that wield the power of the most wild and childlike river of life coursing through us all. 




"We live in a world soul that extols the idea of a richest person or persons who own or run the world. This is probably true. And yet, as no small indication of the collusion of our own largely self-inflicted wholly symbiotic narcissistic delusional psychosis, we fail to treat our children with the consideration that we would show the richest people in the world, which is what and who a child is, the most holy, royal and rich person in the world by their very birth. People commonly say or are "taught" that infant children cannot reason and so one must cajole or coerce (discipline) them into "good behaviour." This is patently barbaric. If you cannot reason with a child that is only because you are unreasonable. Just basic logic and ethics in a world where you actually intend to guard the safety of a child's born whole human locus of sexual, ethical, emotional, mental and celestial development, coordination, transformation, regeneration and continuity, something that can only happen in a Family Temple of any medicine, spirituality, knowledge, power, health, wealth or creation worthy of the name and nature of our child."

- Axiom 951 - State Marriage (Bank Holidays)
 








Marriage of Heaven and Hell (The Ancient Rood of Man)



Everything remembers the first holy stirring of and in the darkest yet most effulgent amniotic ether and ocean (Raven and Satan) of God and the almighty Mother Goddess (of the self of ourselves and our relation with everything and everyone else), the stirring of sexual and creative terrestrial as celestial electrical currents of and in every season, feeling, sense, impulse, experience, conception, death, resurrection, transformation, forgiveness and continuity, stirrings in and of every career of every star of every pleasure, pain, medicine, stirring currents in and of and beyond every charge, repulsion and attraction of every above, below, North and South, East and West, Bear and Mountain, Raven, flower and breathing of every Beast and Brain and Breast, every East and West, temple, story, choice and voice, the stirring currents of the living creative intelligence and divine heritage in and of You and Yours a living astronomical as biological as psychological Family Temple of every memory, song, knowledge, god, goddess and growth, every cause and effect that makes up as though made by something of the very purpose and essence of the wholly reciprocal celestial Temple of a human Brain (or Mind and Body altogether interred every Birth, Desire, Sorrow and Word of Heaven and Earth) as married to the vast celestial Temple of Man and Nature, of Mother and Father and Wild Childe whose Totemic Angels were (along with all of our mothers and all of our fathers, all of our sons and all of our daughters, all of our nieces and nephews, uncles and aunts, brothers and sisters) every Beast, Plant, Element, Cloud, Root, Stone, Bone, Mantle and Planet of earth and sky married as well as day to night, moon to sun to flower, hour to hour and breath to breath of every exchange (giving and taking) of who and what we are Man to Nature to Paradise to Man, inner to outer, above and below, mind to mind, self to self and Life to Death - or to the symbiotic congress of Man with Himself and Herself that follows Man the dappled shadows of our life, our blood and of our imminent annunciation, flesh to flesh, the forever if only just unfolding genesis, death and resurrection of Man and Nature, Heaven and Earth, Here and Hereafter, Laughter and Love.

- Also See Axiom 952 - Native Agency and Ethics




I see the Raven always swooping out the deep blue sky.






Ahoy! This land of letters take their genesis the cross
The intersection of our passion with our passion's pulse
The belly and the voice that stirring current that is God's
Communion with Herself exchanges every star's gyrations and tumults
Of breathing in and out a giving to this being each our own
True veneration of the nature of our Souls Divine
As Royal as the currents of the Moon and Sun the whole
Articulation transformation god and goddess nature Thine
Who knows the throws what life and death the breath of days and years
Careers of Angels, Animals and Spirits in their throng
Of song and knowledge god and goddess wild places where our tears
Were sacred as the whole communion of our voices what
And who we truly are with one another growth that grieves
For times and people were not dead yet only just begin
To live so awesome place among the rivers, stars and leaves
Of pages from the Book of Man and nature's wholly perfect Sin
Against the torture of our blood the purest Sun and Moon
Of Man's own stirring in the boundless ocean the supernal vault
These ethers arches all the stars and clouds and boughs of roots of branch
And flowers medicines the beasts and angels of the salt
Our consummation pleasures measures of this Temple lands
Restored by every true communion the conception of our mothers, fathers, sons and daughters, brothers, sisters voices moved
The organs of a Family and so the Holy Blood
By stars and ladles temples brains of Ursa Major's power so protected and festoon
This intersection of our breath that stirring current knows
The measures of the earth and heavens medicines and riches which restore the eyes
And ears the true proportions make a monument of those
Great pains of Man's robbing of Man's first place in Paradise
A monument that dwarfs the steeples all the Earth the force
And fullness of the life we give like God to life's own perennation, Yes, the sacred sin our every being born.




See Axiom 950 - The World Is Thy Soul

Axiom 951 - State Marriage (Bank Holidays)











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Axiom 951 - State Marriage (Bank Holidays)

 

I see the Raven always swooping out the deep blue sky.
 




*What we commonly call Marriage (or a Bank Holiday, for that matter) is the celebration of a contract with the State, the Church and the Banks that sees men and women the world over exchanging the products of their congress (their children and much more) for their freedom to articulate their liberty in this consummately humiliating if spell-binding ceremony observed by scores of friends and family who pay billions of dollars of their own blood (and that of their children) every year for this "special occasion." Anyone who attends, much less extols, such an abhorrent ceremony should not be considered reasonable or moral, whatever other distinction or stature they may have (to whomever) in this world in a civilization that has monopolized by lobotomizing our congress with the stirring of the currents in the ocean of life, stirring currents of sun and moon, of day and night and of every aspect of Man's native, holy and royal inheritance, by birth and by blood, of their right or natural mind (currents of our breath, our sex, our life, our death and regeneration, of all we give of our entire self to the nature, to the children and to Paradise of so complete a life), a mind that is as antithetical to every "peace" or "knowledge" of civilization as civilization is an humiliating insult to every living concept of the essence of Man, of who and what we are, which is all we have to give one another.

We live in a world soul that extols the idea of a richest person or persons who own or run the world. This is probably true. And yet, as no small indication of the collusion of our own largely self-inflicted wholly symbiotic narcissistic delusional psychosis, we fail to treat our children with the consideration that we would show the richest people in the world, which is what and who a child is, the most holy, royal and rich person in the world by their very birth. People commonly say or are "taught" that infant children cannot reason and so one must cajole or coerce (discipline) them into "good behaviour." This is patently barbaric. If you cannot reason with a child that is only because you are unreasonable. Just basic logic and ethics in a world where you actually intend to guard the safety of a child's born whole human locus of sexual, ethical, emotional, mental and celestial development, coordination, transformation, regeneration and continuity, something that can only happen in a Family Temple of any medicine, spirituality, knowledge, power, health, wealth or creation worthy of the name and nature of our child.


- Also See Axiom 952 - Native Agency and Ethics





"And I have felt a presence that disturbs me with the joy of elevated thoughts; a sense sublime of something far more deeply interfused, whose dwelling is the light of setting suns, and the round ocean and the living air, and the blue sky, and in the mind of man, a motion and a spirit, that impels all thinking things, all objects of all thought, and rolls through all things..."

William Wordsworth, Tintern Abbey, July 13, 1798




"The ancient Poets animated all sensible objects with Gods or Geniuses, calling them by the names and adorning them with the properties of woods, rivers, mountains, lakes, cities, nations, and whatever their enlarged and numerous senses could perceive. 96

    And particularly they studied the Genius of each city and country, placing it under its Mental Deity; 97

    Till a System was formed, which some took advantage of, and enslav’d the vulgar by attempting to realise or abstract the Mental Deities from their objects—thus began Priesthood; 98

    Choosing forms of worship from poetic tales. 99

    And at length they pronounc’d that the Gods had order’d such things. 100

    Thus men forgot that All Deities reside in the Human breast."

    - The Marriage of Heaven and Hell

    William Blake, c. 1790





“In the first place, since the elements of which we see the world composed - solid earth and moisture, the light breaths of air and torrid fire - all consist of bodies that are neither birthless nor deathless, we must believe the same of the Earth as a whole, and of its populations... And whatever earth contributes to feed the growth of others is restored to it. It is an observed fact that the Universal Mother is also the common grave. Earth, therefore, is whittled away and renewed with fresh increment.”

- Lucretius, De Rerum Natura, 55 BC




"Our birth is but a sleep and a forgetting:
The Soul that rises with us, our life's Star,
Hath had elsewhere its setting,
And cometh from afar:
Not in entire forgetfulness,
And not in utter nakedness,
But trailing clouds of glory do we come
From God, who is our home:
Heaven lies about us in our infancy!
Shades of the prison-house begin to close
Upon the growing Boy,
But He beholds the light, and whence it flows,
He sees it in his joy;
The Youth, who daily farther from the east
Must travel, still is Nature's Priest,
And by the vision splendid
Is on his way attended;
At length the Man perceives it die away,
And fade into the light of common day."

Ode on Intimations of Immortality, William Wordsworth, 1806




Or go to Rome, which is the sepulchre,
Oh, not of him, but of our joy: 'tis nought
That ages, empires, and religions, there
Lie buried in the ravage they have wrought;
For such as he can lend, - they borrow not
Glory from those who made the world their prey;
And he is gathered to the kings of thought
Who waged contention with their time's decay,
And of the past are all that cannot pass away.

XLVIII, Adonais, Percy Bysshe Shelley, spring 1821
(An elegy on the death of John Keats)




“Where lies the final harbor, whence we unmoor no more? In what rapt ether sails the world, of which the weariest will never weary? Where is the foundling’s father hidden? Our souls are like those orphans whose unwedded mothers die in bearing them: the secret of our paternity lies in their grave, and we must there learn it.”

― Herman Melville, Moby Dick







Everything remembers the first holy stirring of and in the darkest yet most effulgent amniotic ether and ocean (Raven and Satan) of God and the almighty Mother Goddess (of the self of ourselves and our relation with everything and everyone else), the stirring of sexual and creative terrestrial as celestial electrical currents of and in every season, feeling, sense, impulse, experience, conception, death, resurrection, transformation, forgiveness and continuity, stirrings in and of every career of every star of every pleasure, pain, medicine, stirring currents in and of and beyond every charge, repulsion and attraction of every above, below, North and South, East and West, Bear and Mountain, Raven, flower and breathing of every Beast and Brain and Breast, every East and West, temple, story, choice and voice, the stirring currents of the living creative intelligence and divine heritage in and of You and Yours a living astronomical as biological as psychological Family Temple of every memory, song, knowledge, god, goddess and growth, every cause and effect that makes up as though made by something of the very purpose and essence of the wholly reciprocal celestial Temple of a human Brain (or Mind and Body altogether interred every Birth, Desire, Sorrow and Word of Heaven and Earth) as married to the vast celestial Temple of Man and Nature, of Mother and Father and Wild Childe whose Totemic Angels were (along with all of our mothers and all of our fathers, all of our sons and all of our daughters, all of our nieces and nephews, uncles and aunts, brothers and sisters) every Beast, Plant, Element, Cloud, Root, Stone, Bone, Mantle and Planet of earth and sky married as well as day to night, moon to sun to flower, hour to hour and breath to breath of every exchange (giving and taking) of who and what we are Man to Nature to Paradise to Man, inner to outer, above and below, mind to mind, self to self and Life to Death - or to the symbiotic congress of Man with Himself and Herself that follows Man the dappled shadows of our life, our blood and of our imminent annunciation, flesh to flesh, the forever if only just unfolding genesis, death and resurrection of Man and Nature, Heaven and Earth, Here and Hereafter, Laughter and Love.




I see the Raven always swooping out the deep blue sky.





Ahoy! This land of letters take their genesis the cross
The intersection of our passion with our passion's pulse
The belly and the voice that stirring current that is God's
Communion with Herself exchanges every star's gyrations and tumults
Of breathing in and out a giving to this being each our own
True veneration of the nature of our Souls Divine
As Royal as the currents of the Moon and Sun the whole
Articulation transformation god and goddess nature Thine
Who knows the throws what life and death the breath of days and years
Careers of Angels, Animals and Spirits in their throng
Of song and knowledge god and goddess wild places where our tears
Were sacred as the whole communion of our voices what
And who we truly are with one another growth that grieves
For times and people were not dead yet only just begin
To live so awesome place among the rivers, stars and leaves
Of pages from the Book of Man and nature's wholly perfect Sin
Against the torture of our blood the purest Sun and Moon
Of Man's own stirring in the boundless ocean the supernal vault
These ethers arches all the stars and clouds and boughs of roots of branch
And flowers medicines the beasts and angels of the salt
Our consummation pleasures measures of this Temple lands
Restored by every true communion the conception of our mothers, fathers, sons and daughters, brothers, sisters voices moved
The organs of a Family and so the Holy Blood
By stars and ladles temples brains of Ursa Major's power so protected and festoon
This intersection of our breath that stirring current knows
The measures of the earth and heavens medicines and riches which restore the eyes
And ears the true proportions make a monument of those
Great pains of Man's robbing of Man's first place in Paradise
A monument that dwarfs the steeples all the Earth the force
And fullness of the life we give like God to life's own perennation, Yes, the sacred sin our every being born.









Axiom 950 - The World Is Thy Soul


Every day you go outside or as you move your mind through this world you are dealing with three discrete fields of life: that of nature, of Man and of the World Soul (Your Soul).

And this congress has been poisoned; its mind dislocated. 

But this axiom is in itself demonstrative of the great Medicine of all three fields of human life, that of Man, of the World (of the Soul) and of their nature.

We give ourselves to the Earth completely and to the Paradise of our Soul completely. So do the Earth and Paradise give themselves wholly to Man, giving without reserve of the most complete life.

Our Death which is to say our Sacred Self walks with us.

Yet the World around us (or what Man has made of its nature and ours) tells us that Death (our Soul) is monstrous like zombies whose nature (our own) were to eat human brains, which is an appellation shared more by what Man has made of the World and of Death than their strictly holy intersection of the horizontal (earthly) and vertical (heavenly) planes of our nature (Trinity).

What can we share with one another but that which we are?

And what language do we so live but that of our ancestors and of the Temple of True Knowledge, the Temple of the Sacred Self, the Self-fire (The Family) coursing through our veins, feeling what we feel and sharing, in turn, who and what we are and the incomparable richness of our living blood, our Mother Tongue?  




 
Barry last
Allen Fitzhugh  Well, as western society (men) may cease to exist😱, the influx of Islam society (large families) will continue to take over.  We may all be living under Shariah law, that might not be tolerable with feminism. 😠 ???




Rayn Gryphon
Barry last Islam will never dominate because its cynernetic-industrial mandate already does. It is not about what will happen (fear) but about what already has, you pathetic limp dicked cunt-licking fool.





Clare McHugh
Rayn Gryphon My heart breaks for you and I don't even know you. Maybe it will be of service to let you know there's lots of us woman who can not abide this brand of feminism either . I can easily get on board with an appreciate your men day ! Maybe I'll recruit my sisters to organize one . My dad died and I don't think I'll ever stop missing him ! I have a terrific husband, great brothers and my sisters and I all have really fun , pretty happy marriages . We'd be lost without our men . We couldn't have raised the fine young woman and men we have without them ( the youngest just started college ). I think I'll have a " your our men and we like ya party ". Please don't loose hope .




Rayn Gryphon
Clare McHugh Do your children pay income tax? Did they go to State penal colonies? (schools?) 

*What we commonly call Marriage (or a Bank Holiday, for that matter) is the celebration of a contract with the State, the Church and the Banks that sees men and women the world over exchanging the products of their congress (their children and much more) for their freedom to articulate their liberty in this consummately humiliating if spell-binding ceremony observed by scores of friends and family who pay billions of dollars of their own blood (and that of their children) every year for this "special occasion." Anyone who attends, much less extols, such an abhorrent ceremony should not be considered reasonable or moral, whatever other distinction or stature they may have (to whomever) in this world in a civilization that has monopolized by lobotomizing our congress with the stirring of the currents in the ocean of life, stirring currents of sun and moon, of day and night and of every aspect of Man's native, holy and royal inheritance, by birth and by blood, of their right or natural mind (currents of our breath, our sex, our life, our death and regeneration, of all we give of our entire self to the nature, to the children and to Paradise of so complete a life), a mind that is as antithetical to every "peace" or "knowledge" of civilization as civilization is an humiliating insult to every living concept of the essence of Man, of who and what we are, which is all we have to give one another.

We live in a world soul that extols the idea of a richest person or persons who own or run the world. This is probably true. And yet, as no small indication of the collusion of our own largely self-inflicted wholly symbiotic narcissistic delusional psychosis, we fail to treat our children with the consideration that we would show the richest people in the world, which is what and who a child is, the most holy, royal and rich person in the world by their very birth. People commonly say or are "taught" that infant children cannot reason and so one must cajole or coerce (discipline) them into "good behaviour." This is patently barbaric. If you cannot reason with a child that is only because you are unreasonable. Just basic logic and ethics in a world where you actually intend to guard the safety of a child's born whole human locus of sexual, ethical, emotional, mental and celestial development, coordination, transformation, regeneration and continuity, something that can only happen in a Family Temple of any medicine, spirituality, knowledge, power, health, wealth or creation worthy of the name and nature of our child.   

- Also See Axiom 952 - Native Agency and Ethics


My hope is with those with the courage of our ancestors to fight off the forces (who built the schools, courts and churches) who burned, hacked and tied living children to trees by the hundreds of millions on this north American continent alone.

My hope is with those of courage who will stand up for their children and not send them to state institutes that make the Professor Peabodies of the world and their groveling sycophants.

You think your freedom is handed to you?

You think your world is free?

Don't make me puke.

I would never sire a child with a woman of the likes of you.

I want a free wild woman with spirit who tells the world to fuck itself, who will rip the eyes from the monster and who will piss and shit on the American Constitution and every fucking holy book every day before breakfast and then suck me off, you domesticated sow.





Rayn Gryphon
The absolute only redeeming quality about any predominately white institution is its ability to insult native human intelligence.

Yeahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

I will come for its danglers.

I will come with a sword.

My church.

My words.

My holy fire my Lord.

May Jesus and His brother, Micky Mouse, be shit on and reviled in every land forever in the name of all that is good and true and free.

Aho.






Joe Joeseph2 days ago
He does on everything I've seen except this.   He says "this is not good for men" at 01:11.  But he doesn't say why.  He also says "the whole system is stacked against men".  But he says recognizing that by avoiding it is not good thing to do.    He says "if people are rejecting you, it's you..  who needs to improve"... but he seems to only permit it to be the women to be allowed to do the rejecting (never the MGTOW) and only the men to do the improving (never the women).   Where's the integrity in that collection of assertions that don't hold up at all under scrutiny?





Aimia4
Joe Joeseph That's a presumptuous way to interpret what a man said unscripted and unrevised. No-one perfectly conveys information off-the-cuff as in this interview situation. It's unfair to critisise every word so closely. It's up to the listener to discern what they will, and add it to their bank of knowledge.





Rayn Gryphon
Or... Jordan Professor Peabody (Jordan B Peterson) is a little man milking a notoriety as unflattering to the man of knowledge as it should be to so easy a herd of acolytes over whom he wields (much to their ever increasing zeal) an almost total psychological and intellectual advantage, not to distinguish Professor Peabody from every successive intellectual fashion of a cybernetic society that thrives (and must) upon its primary export of blood poisoning of truly astronomical proportions and, increasingly, charms for the very appetites it farms by corrupting beyond all subsequent notice or complaint every native proportion of Man and Beast, Earth and Heaven, Memory and every organ of human family, life, perception, language, communion and understanding. 






"And I have felt a presence that disturbs me with the joy of elevated thoughts; a sense sublime of something far more deeply interfused, whose dwelling is the light of setting suns, and the round ocean and the living air, and the blue sky, and in the mind of man, a motion and a spirit, that impels all thinking things, all objects of all thought, and rolls through all things..."

William Wordsworth, Tintern Abbey, July 13, 1798




"The ancient Poets animated all sensible objects with Gods or Geniuses, calling them by the names and adorning them with the properties of woods, rivers, mountains, lakes, cities, nations, and whatever their enlarged and numerous senses could perceive. 96

    And particularly they studied the Genius of each city and country, placing it under its Mental Deity; 97

    Till a System was formed, which some took advantage of, and enslav’d the vulgar by attempting to realise or abstract the Mental Deities from their objects—thus began Priesthood; 98

    Choosing forms of worship from poetic tales. 99

    And at length they pronounc’d that the Gods had order’d such things. 100

    Thus men forgot that All Deities reside in the Human breast."

    - The Marriage of Heaven and Hell

    William Blake, c. 1790





“In the first place, since the elements of which we see the world composed - solid earth and moisture, the light breaths of air and torrid fire - all consist of bodies that are neither birthless nor deathless, we must believe the same of the Earth as a whole, and of its populations... And whatever earth contributes to feed the growth of others is restored to it. It is an observed fact that the Universal Mother is also the common grave. Earth, therefore, is whittled away and renewed with fresh increment.”

- Lucretius, De Rerum Natura, 55 BC




"Our birth is but a sleep and a forgetting:
The Soul that rises with us, our life's Star,
Hath had elsewhere its setting,
And cometh from afar:
Not in entire forgetfulness,
And not in utter nakedness,
But trailing clouds of glory do we come
From God, who is our home:
Heaven lies about us in our infancy!
Shades of the prison-house begin to close
Upon the growing Boy,
But He beholds the light, and whence it flows,
He sees it in his joy;
The Youth, who daily farther from the east
Must travel, still is Nature's Priest,
And by the vision splendid
Is on his way attended;
At length the Man perceives it die away,
And fade into the light of common day."

Ode on, Intimations of Immortality, William Wordsworth, 1806




Or go to Rome, which is the sepulchre,
Oh, not of him, but of our joy: 'tis nought
That ages, empires, and religions, there
Lie buried in the ravage they have wrought;
For such as he can lend, - they borrow not
Glory from those who made the world their prey;
And he is gathered to the kings of thought
Who waged contention with their time's decay,
And of the past are all that cannot pass away.

XLVIII, Adonais, Percy Bysshe Shelley, spring 1821
(An elegy on the death of John Keats)




“Where lies the final harbor, whence we unmoor no more? In what rapt ether sails the world, of which the weariest will never weary? Where is the foundling’s father hidden? Our souls are like those orphans whose unwedded mothers die in bearing them: the secret of our paternity lies in their grave, and we must there learn it.”

― Herman Melville, Moby Dick







Everything remembers the first holy stirring of and in the darkest yet most effulgent amniotic ether and ocean (Raven and Satan) of God and the almighty Mother Goddess (of the self of ourselves and our relation with everything and everyone else), the stirring of sexual and creative terrestrial as celestial electrical currents of and in every season, feeling, sense, impulse, experience, conception, death, resurrection, transformation, forgiveness and continuity, stirrings in and of every career of every star of every pleasure, pain, medicine, stirring currents in and of and beyond every charge, repulsion and attraction of every above, below, North and South, East and West, Bear and Mountain, Raven, flower and breathing of every Beast and Brain and Breast, every East and West, temple, story, choice and voice, the stirring currents of the living creative intelligence and divine heritage in and of You and Yours a living astronomical as biological as psychological Family Temple of every memory, song, knowledge, god, goddess and growth, every cause and effect that makes up as though made by something of the very purpose and essence of the wholly reciprocal celestial Temple of a human Brain (or Mind and Body altogether interred every Birth, Desire, Sorrow and Word of Heaven and Earth) as married to the vast celestial Temple of Man and Nature, of Mother and Father and Wild Childe whose Totemic Angels were (along with all of our mothers and all of our fathers, all of our sons and all of our daughters, all of our nieces and nephews, uncles and aunts, brothers and sisters) every Beast, Plant, Element, Cloud, Root, Stone, Bone, Mantle and Planet of earth and sky married as well as day to night, moon to sun to flower, hour to hour and breath to breath of every exchange (giving and taking) of who and what we are Man to Nature to Paradise to Man, inner to outer, above and below, mind to mind, self to self and Life to Death - or to the symbiotic congress of Man with Himself and Herself that follows Man the dappled shadows of our life, our blood and of our imminent annunciation, flesh to flesh, the forever if only just unfolding genesis, death and resurrection of Man and Nature, Heaven and Earth, Here and Hereafter, Laughter and Love.


- Also See Axiom 952 - Native Agency and Ethics




I see the Raven always swooping out the deep blue sky. 





Ahoy! This land of letters take their genesis the cross
The intersection of our passion with our passion's pulse
The belly and the voice that stirring current that is God's
Communion with Herself exchanges every star's gyrations and tumults
Of breathing in and out a giving to this being each our own
True veneration of the nature of our Souls Divine
As Royal as the currents of the Moon and Sun the whole
Articulation transformation god and goddess nature Thine
Who knows the throws what life and death the breath of days and years
Careers of Angels, Animals and Spirits in their throng
Of song and knowledge god and goddess wild places where our tears
Were sacred as the whole communion of our voices what
And who we truly are with one another growth that grieves
For times and people were not dead yet only just begin
To live so awesome place among the rivers, stars and leaves
Of pages from the Book of Man and nature's wholly perfect Sin
Against the torture of our blood the purest Sun and Moon
Of Man's own stirring in the boundless ocean the supernal vault
These ethers arches all the stars and clouds and boughs of roots of branch
And flowers medicines the beasts and angels of the salt
Our consummation pleasures measures of this Temple lands
Restored by every true communion the conception of our mothers, fathers, sons and daughters, brothers, sisters voices moved
The organs of a Family and so the Holy Blood
By stars and ladles temples brains of Ursa Major's power so protected and festoon
This intersection of our breath that stirring current knows
The measures of the earth and heavens medicines and riches which restore the eyes
And ears the true proportions make a monument of those
Great pains of Man's robbing of Man's first place in Paradise
A monument that dwarfs the steeples all the Earth the force
And fullness of the life we give like God to life's own perennation, Yes, the sacred sin our every being born.