Celebration in the Kingdom

     Over the last eight or so months I stumbled on Western esoteric and mystery traditions by researching references Stefan Molyneux had made in many of his videos to the charitable organizations, not only of freemason origin but also a wide array of organizations.  Key or rather pith to his argument....this isn't something he really says this is how his mind met mine and a certain issue had to be hewn, can I trust others? Do I trust others? If I do not why do I seem to understand there is a benefit in not trusting others? Society can only work if the peaceful, meritorious, honest deals and relationships between humans can be universally beneficial......say as opposed to a society that has written into it's legal system without change forever that 'those bastards there' will always be dealt with unfairly, their merits will never be recognized with mutually valued rewards, their relationships and the sanctity thereof are forfeit dependent upon the mobs mewling.  Will these mothafuckaz keeeel me?

    In the Bay Area much of the bitterness seemed a requirement that has faded here in the Emerald Valley, and I truly grew.  The mods, skinheads and punks were good to me and treated me as family, especially the punks, and that loyalty will never die, I'll always owe the punks.  Still, now, somedays, Agnostic Front and Bad Religion must be played for proper deadlift and grinding lift motivation.  Most of the time though, for sport lifts and calisthenics and kung fu, the Jamaicans and the soulies rule the school.....I'm happy in a rich way.  Rich as loam, like warm bread dipped in olive oil, comfort.....to appreciate it like an embrace before taking to adventure again, this must be my manner. Comfort will kill a man, the untrustworthy strike when you are comfortable.....your woman asks you questions rooted in her paranoia and narcissism to ensnare her in the dark when it's time for sleep.  Comfort is where dreams die.  The Soter will not stop rotating this wheel until when, so to confront the ministers, to watch Her Majesty, this is the duty of the wise.  In the Emerald Valley, to be like a simple man, quiet, watchful and kind is the requirement and I meet men that so woefully apply the proper application to their dross and therefore don't shine properly in the town.

    Generally, Eugene is a town that more young couples that of relatively traditional, moderate or even conservative leanings with a libertarian stripe should move to raise their children. They will find that home schooling and a culture of youth kindness is prevalent. Non-violence is steeped here in the Leftists that I am very glad for, yet the martial arts organizations that exist here are good unions of men and women and children with high quality instruction.  Very high achieving martial arts instructors live in this area, people who compete, put themselves out publicly and are generally generous in humor and genteel conversation as they are with their quality per dollar over time ratio.  If you are a young, libertarian that wants a small, high quality pool to swim in for a few years, this could be your place BUT secure opportunities ahead of time. Have a list of every possible place you can ever consider working and have your data saved, backed up and resumes ready to go! If you hunt in Eugene, ye shall find a job and you must hunt.  High level education, law, business law, various level of specialized medical practice....I don't know, real skill with mechanics, farm machinery, machining, various engineering fields....don't try it in software, you'll just end up a repair person.  I digress....

     One of the twelve actions of the Path is Celebration, and it is hard for me to celebrate because I have become such a book worm.  I am still at an astonished stage about many things I never really knew about history.  Christopher Knight and Robert Lomas changed it all for me, yeah....I got black balled....and it's cool, I've always been on the outside though in the midst, I've never understood it....those gentlemen filled in what my teacher desperately wanted to put together in simple words.  Guy knows a lot and I have to get in touch very soon.  The Enneagram, coupled with a kabbalistic view point from which I am studying the works of St. John the Beloved has had powerful effects.  Certainly, my venom is bleeding out and frequently I must remind myself that it is me who I loathe, hate, fear, wish to control.....the world is the Kingdom, yours to taste and discover....stop being a fucking dick!

       In Tibetan Buddhism there is a concentration on death, I use to say to myself that 'Death is my Master' because of the great number of people close to me that have died in a short span....this is not special.....I always reminded myself, do not wear this as a vestment, you live, remember you are the only one alive.  Where I grew up, the mornings and even midday were cloaked in a heavy grey fog, I love the sound of foghorns, it is the sound of civilization when you are far out in the Headlands, wrapped in mist at the end of the free world.  There is nothing like that feeling, the old bunkers rotting into the sea at Fort Funston.....now you can't really go about them like you used to when I was young, urban ruins from a war against.....Spain?   Sand bags had hardened into stones.....we would play war around there in the bushes, I thought a lot about what was fighting against planes or something like out there.  I think often about death, I love being alive.  Fully living and celebrating this Kingdom seemingly ruled by a Unity that we can still only come up with better names and measures for....names and measures that the common man, though using the tools, fruits and methods of such sciences understands pitifully.....can I trust the literate common man?

     Will the common man deliver me, will some bricklayer on a nearby project stop the prison industry such that a mob will hang him from a lamp post?  Am I to believe a female liberal arts major with a focus on the plight of national minorities and gender politics is to raise up from their bondage the children indoctrinated every day to pledge that if they see a banner of certain type that obedience and deference to authority is the vestment about their ego?  Shall this good hearted woman through her years of managing the floor of her factory understand that you have to allow people opportunity to instruct their own children if they see fit and therefore improve upon their own realms of knowledge and gain great self-knowledge by dialogue and dialectic with their child?  Can I trust her to be thrust onto the public stage by the GOP?  Can it ever be imagined a woman would be pushed by the Koch Industries created Democratic Leadership Committee to advocate for a fundamental change in monetary policy such that one parent can stay home for the duration of the child's upbringing.....my dad raised me for my first two years, that's right dad?

     You want to read something interesting, read Albert Pike's Morals and Dogma of the Ancient and Accepted Scottish Rite....or something like that Morals and Dogma (space) Pike....giggidy google it, yeah, he's like also some notorious Klansman possibly or something, this I found out later the dude can fucking write.  How he grasped the Republic, Christianity, Judaism....yes, Judaism and Egypt, Sumer.....just a breadth of knowledge that would still be tremendous today.  It is the kind of writing most men should know is the true tongue of this land, beautiful, florid, crisp and musical.  These days many men don't know when someone is or was just fucking more awesome than them.  Men in America don't understand that they are oft times shrunken in height compared to various eras of their own ancestry, muscular doesn't describe the potential of the man left with the necessities of the wild and the capacities and methods of today.  Adapting to modern tools is good, understanding the ancient tools is priceless, proper employment of the tools to perfect oneself from the barbell to the book is the Path.

     I spent a bit too long messing with Chinese stuff, but damn it was fun, and I learned priceless information that still people are like whoah, just heard that! Okay ancient Chinese secret.....to activate the Bubbling Spring feel your heels, now grip your toes in and relax them in varying intervals until you can shift your weight slightly and take force off the ball of your heels.  Do this over and over allowing the structure of your body to sway naturally, the sensitivity you are getting of your heels only kissing the floor, that is feeling, force is being generated at the balls of the feet....if you can't feel that light sensation, you aren't doing it, just keep trying.  This will make you much lighter, next secret same feeling with the big toe....spread the toes, grip them in shift the weight to the farthest toe where it meets the ball of the foot and then allow the weight to fall back inward valgus.....oh, your knees move slightly apart and together, apart and together....you want try to only be kissing the ground with your big toe, some people prefer pulling it upward....see paintings of samurai....this is secret I got from George Dillman, he's full of secrets....Secret Hidden Instructor Techniques...hahaa, if you know the joke you know.

    I like Matt Powell's and Paul Vunak's approach to training to fight, or defend, and it has greatly improved my grasp of the Ryukyu Tamari-te forms, adding in the regimes of Scott Sonnon.....full of secrets that guy is, yeah.....I am a terrible student, mixing and grafting it all.....

    Lately, I've been contemplating the Tree of Life using the first degree tracing board, reflections on notes I took from the Vesica Institutes publication on Youtube of Rosicrucian Initiation...full of secrets they are....and then I realized that the Major Arcana of 0-21 and Aces plus Court cards is 33 or so if I have it right I have to think again.....I just type, I don't think.....and it made me start considering the tarot.....ugh, I hate hippies and tarot but I've gotten used to one so the other is just supposed to be an academic pursuit.   OH, NOOOO the tarot is all sorts of fascinating and now I am becoming a true indeed top flight old weirdo conservative Black dude in the country.....HM! Yeah, that's my old man noise HM! old man plosive! I am starting to do that now and then, most times I want to but now and then I just make old man noises inadvertently.   Ugh, tarot, so the rosary, Jesus Prayer, contemplation.....a lot of my time is becoming studying the writings of dead Jews, Aramaic scribes, Johannine scholars, dead freemasons and magicians....dead German mystics and philosophers....oh, yeah, Timothy Hogan from the Initiatic Order of the Knights of the Temple....that guy is super cool and mega secrets has he....Mr. Lee....with the big dog in Golden Gate Park, student of Chosin Chibana....many secrets....like, Lapu Lapu killed Magellan in a stick fight....he wouldn't use a machete, I think that's how it went, he tells the best stories ever, pay him lai see and respect.


     I talk to old men, they have many secrets....I will miss them so much, every man you know who opens his ancient mind to you.....no, not all....insightful men.....that's mind to mind transmission, you do nothing and become their experience....well, Gurdjieff would probably have something to say about that but it works for me.  It is hard though, I am all of them, I wake up and I need the world or I am not quite sure who I am, so can I trust myself?

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