Livin Your Best Life

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“Nature’s first green is gold,
Her hardest hue to hold.
Her early leaf’s a flower;
But only so an hour.
Then leaf subsides to leaf.
So Eden sank to grief,
So dawn goes down to day.
Nothing gold can stay.”

—Robert Frost - “Nothing Gold Can Stay”

smelly wrote:.

But she demands full-time service or none at all. Should we quit our place in society then? Shall we turn into romantic shepherds like Don Quixote? Shall we go back to the unmechanized farm? How could I be serious if I have not given all for the chance to see.

Wrote these last night and they stand out as I read your words:

“Afraid of failure
Not him but close relation
Reduced lifestyle“

“Tree symbolizes
Tenured might of the wood and
Death of a seed”

We swim in the same waters.

This is the world of the Iatromantis.

We are walking in the same steps as our ancient selves here.

I’m giving this a chance to set and see what comes up.

If you are near this, it will evoke altered states of consciousness.

This practice of incubation in silence seems to be like the meditation tank experience John Lily pioneered, but seems only he rediscovered it.

I have been describing the cult of Apollo and that it was based on healing and prophecy; two features attributed to the god Apollo. A list of his sons only attests to this. In “The White Goddess” Apollo is noted to have been a king of a mouse race and he cheated his way to becoming Apollo and the God of healing.

Asclepius is a prime example of one of Apollo’s sons. Some myths say he was a man that became a god, but he was noted for being a ‘son of Apollo’ and was associated, like his ‘father’, iconographically with the serpent. The hissing of a serpent is what is important to note – it is the hissing sound of silence and stillness (hesychia) that is obtained through the focus on the sound of silence that opens the door to another state. Asklepios had a cult of healing evolve around him and his teachings, which would be found typically in a sanctuary or Asklepion whereby the participants would come to lie down and incubate with the god and the divine in order to learn (prophecy) what to do to alleviate their situations.

When I began to drink Ayausaca I was initiated into this group miraculously with no previous knowledge of the ancients or Magick or hermetcs, nothing. I was illiterate and I was met in the underworld by the Caduceus. This is part of my own true will as a healer. A healer of the soul. Incubation was about initiation encoded into alchemical and hermetic texts. When I first descended into the underworld it was into their plane of consciousness. They met me and helped heal me. I remember quick intense conversations with blue beings. I had my first conscious shared psychic visions there with them and my wife.

I’ll never forget this giant blue pulsating Caduceus at the foot of the mountain. I suppose the Goddess blessed or cursed me with that vision. I feel very connected to Parmenides. I figured everything out from that one image in my unconscious. Quite amazing to me as I look back thankfully. Personally, my transformation had net positive effects across the board. I lost my family and friends, but I gained my self, that could be seen as a positive

Bahahaha

What does all this mean in the grand scheme I can’t say. But I know I found where I come from and they brought me back to life whatever they or I really am came to me right as I was about to fail at my life, but I was spared for another day.

I know I prepare for a day when I shall walk into the Sun.

That is my destiny.

Ayauasca calls me. Never had it, but I will at some point.

smelly,

I'm going to make a poetry book of haikus. I trust your opinion. Which one should I end with:

"Go gently into
The day, so when the night comes
No rage is needed"

or

"Will it end in pain
Or freedom of the Conscious
Conscious Will decides"

smelly wrote:
When your mind is in opposition to your True Will, you meander about confused in a fog of mind, but when the time of your Mind is synchronized with the real through your Body, you are love under will, and the Trinity is present on Earth.

Strife is not to be detested or hated. It is the reducer and leveler of the unreal.

I laugh aloud as I read your stuff and am instantly transported to a specific haiku I've already written, or in this case two:

"Resisting asleep
To face another challenge
As the fog rolls in"

"Allowing the strife
Is the natural response
Testing the edges"

CW,

Don't give your power away to that Smelly Goat.

Trust your own opinion with confidence and own it.

Haha. I figured you or smelly would say something like that. You make a good point and I very much will, but do truly want opinions. I would appreciate yours as well.

Go with your first intuition maybe cw, that’s what I do.

"Expressing feeling
How to speak inside the skin
True will longs for birth"

Somehow without the Orphic element and active imagination you end up with a Trump or Nietzsche or a Hitler.

They to me represent a war against the Goddess.



There is the driving will at war with its animal nature.

Nietzsche says the Noble man represents the incarnate will to power.

I have embraced the Goddess and she has embraced me.

I prefer her path to the warrior way.

I feel the universal love and the confusion of universal fear.

I am not in much pain or that upset with anyone in life. I don’t want to take joy in asserting my strength over the weak. I don’t want to seize power, but Nietzsche captured the natural man’s drive well. He seems to be the cruel dictator we always fear.

It’s not black and white, to wrestle with Nietzsche is to wrestle with your darkest will to power.

His hatred of the femine and the weak seem to me born from pain.

But who asked harder questions?

Who exposed more bullshit.

Nietzsche is going to show you a big part of what being human is.

Seeing into Nietzsche is intense and dark, no doubt, but not to be avoided I feel.

But his going insane for whatever reason is a sign and in an old myth, he might be a prophet or an erotic.

His is maybe a natural mania, there is a divine mania as well.

Insanity and acceptance of the irrational might just be what the Dr. ordered when needed.

The psyche to the ancients was just the breath which returned to its source on death.

Pretty good one, Healdess Way, Stoicism, Derren Brown and Illusion, oh my.

“Nothing to fear in God;
Nothing to feel in Death;
Good can be attained;
Evil can be endured.”

—Philodemus (Epicurean)

The Devil made this world when God wasn’t looking so the Gnostics say.

Very plausible to me

I love that the British privy council just decided, no more hell is needed and that was that, no more preaching of hell and the archbishop abstained.

Bahahaha

Legislating religion is so British and anti-American.

But it is a look behind the curtain.

It seems to me that in the Bible story of the sheeps and the goats where the goats are damned to eternal fire, that might not be a punishment at all.

The essence is like fire, perhaps that’s how we spend eternity?!

Fuck the sheep in the clouds. Me suspects those sheep will be the main course at their own wake.

I don’t know, I might be biased.

Bahahaha

Nothing beats the real thing.

It’s a god damn setup.

Smelly,
The theme of poetry has rushed into my life like a freight train in the past 2 weeks. I know nothing about it. Can you recommend a short list of specific poems or poets to read that stand out in your mind?

I found all the poetry first with Rumi and Lao Tzu, TS Eliot, Kabir, Leonard Cohen, Tom Waites and several Zen Masters, Yeats as well.

Parmenides and Gilgamesh are favs.

See what resonates with you.

I am just a layman.

Don't forget William Blake.

I figured he would discover Blake, kind of a lot to take straight on. Good to use a Blake reader with some commentary.

But yah, Blake is like none other, a true poet of the soul.

There are some modern poets, but I resonate with the poet who knows they are expressing contact with the ineffable.

I love Charles Bukowski and his ilk.



You can beat death in life, that’s the truth.

Be a swinging human being as Alan Watts says.

They wear the mask, as they soar in the sky and swim in the depths, all at the same time.