`Tis the season

The Gnostics did not honour customs in the intended way, they interpreted events marking festivals,ceremonies and public mysteries in terms of an archaic historia; the notion of Emanation as not only the manner in which the universe came into being, but as the nature of all relationships and processes found within it. The Chief mystery of Gnosticism revolves around The Man, the arche-anthropos, it is the model upon which the Image is based, thus Man goes through three refractions, or conceptions, before he actually becomes what we with our category mean in modern time – an example of this can be found in

The Apocryphon of John:

“And he (The Chief Archon) said to the authorities which attend him, ‘Come, let us create a man according to the image of God and according to our likeness, that his image may become a light for us.’ And they created by means of their respective powers in correspondence with the characteristics which were given. And each authority supplied a characteristic in the form of the image which he had seen in its natural (form). He created a being according to the likeness of the first, perfect Man. And they said, ‘Let us call him Adam, that his name may become a power of light for us.’

“And the powers began: the first one, goodness, created a bone-soul; and the second, foreknowledge, created a sinew-soul; the third, divinity, created a flesh-soul; and the fourth, the lordship, created a marrow-soul; the fifth, kingdom created a blood-soul; the sixth, envy, created a skin-soul; the seventh, understanding, created a hair-soul. And the multitude of the angels attended him and they received from the powers the seven substances of the natural (form) in order to create the proportions of the limbs and the proportion of the rump and the proper working together of each of the parts.”

Thus the second image were generated by the collective of archons, the Creative angels to which the early gnostics Satornil and Menander refered, The first being the inspiration from which the negation of Yaltabaoth`s boast “I am God and There is No One beside me”, came,

“You are in error, Saklas for ‘The Man exists and the son of Man.'”.

Portraying the son of Man, the archons were exhausted, more ire they begot in themselves when Sophia had let a light of intelligence incarnate into the astral/subtle anatomy they had created.

Further in the Apocryphon of John:

“And when the mother wanted to retrieve the power which she had given to the chief archon, she petitioned the Mother-Father of the All, who is most merciful. He sent, by means of the holy decree, the five lights down upon the place of the angels of the chief archon. They advised him that they should bring forth the power of the mother. And they said to Yaltabaoth, ‘Blow into his face something of your spirit and his body will arise.’ And he blew into his face the spirit which is the power of his mother; he did not know (this), for he exists in ignorance. And the power of the mother went out of Yaltabaoth into the natural body, which they had fashioned after the image of the one who exists from the beginning. The body moved and gained strength, and it was luminous.”

Not only were the anatomy informed by the power which had dislodged in the Chief Archon when he thus blew into Adam`s face , but we find

“And the man came forth because of the shadow of the light which is in him. And his thinking was superior to all those who had made him. When they looked up, they saw that his thinking was superior. And they took counsel with the whole array of archons and angels. They took fire and earth and water and mixed them together with the four fiery winds. And they wrought them together and caused a great disturbance. And they brought him (Adam) into the shadow of death, in order that they might form (him) again from earth and water and fire and the spirit which originates in matter, which is the ignorance of darkness and desire, and their counterfeit spirit. This is the tomb of the newly-formed body with which the robbers had clothed the man, the bond of forgetfulness; and he became a mortal man. This is the first one who came down, and the first separation. But the Epinoia of the light which was in him, she is the one who was to awaken his thinking. ”

The newly-fashioned mold of the already created man – becomes the third form, which would be father and mother of the generations.

Why bring this up?

This season, according to mainstream, so-called Historic Christianity, is the advent of the light into the world, the birth of the god-man – the most important event, overshaddowing with great passion the great event of Easter which has become a stumblingblock to a Christian culture informed and twisted out of true by the reformation and renaissance humanism, augustinian utilitarianism and similar diseases.

The Gospel of John tells an alternative “conception of the Logos” which informs us that each human being is the place wherein such birth takes place.

The Gospel of Phillip says of the event:

“Indeed, one must utter a mystery. The Father of everything united with the virgin who came down, and a fire shone for him on that day. He appeared in the great bridal chamber. Therefore his body came into being on that very day. It left the bridal chamber as one who came into being from the bridegroom and the bride. So Jesus established everything in it through these. It is fitting for each of the disciples to enter into his rest.

Adam came into being from two virgins, from the Spirit and from the virgin earth. Christ therefore, was born from a virgin to rectify the Fall which occurred in the beginning.”

Although the traditions we see today of Christmas is entirely secular, even those which displays the mannerisms of religiousity – we might with good conscience participate at a watchful distance to the interpretations, perhaps grasping the meaning which inspired them.

The Moth does not seek the flame

Just found out that the reason a moth will circle around a lightbulb or a naked flame is that it utilizes the light of the moon when it navigates; thinking it is turning left it actually turns right in a steep curve – edging closer and closer to its point of reference.

Thus dies the romantic notion of Ikarus-proportions, that the moth seeks light, and that it`s attraction to light causes its demise.

In Clive Barker`s epic novel Sacrament one of the characters

feeds live moths to a pyre he has made, telling the hero, then a young impressionable brat – “living or dying we all feed the fire…” – the moth and the fatalistic motto is a constellation which functions well when we do not think of the scientific facts, but fades in glory. The Moth crashes into lightbulbs, windowpanes and some rare times into flames – because its natural envoirment has changed, and it is unable or unwilling to compensate for this.

There is a lesson to be learned there too.

A Buggy day

I´ve only just returned from my first day at work.. with good impressions from my workplace and colleagues.. and a distinct taste of formaldehyde on my tongue.. there had to be setbacks, after all. Probably you´ll find me glorifying one or another breath freshener, chewing gum or other remedies against such.. but It will pass, I was reassured by one of my colleagues that you get used to it, and I guess when I do, It wont bother me anymore..
The formaldehyde is used to preserved the small bugs on pins, whose data, such as place of finding, name of the registering authority, the discoverer of the specimens in question – and so forth…I record and register in the database…Okay, this is as much I have to write at the present moment.

Books im reading..4

Just got finished with Terry Pratchett´s newest Discworld novel Nightwatch
….It´s about Sam Vimes, probably one of the most developed characters in the Discworld saga, this time – with a nod in the direction of Thief of Time – Vimes accidentally finds himself transported back in time; to the day where he became the “copper” we know him as in the Watch Books: Guards! Guards!, Men at Arms, Feet of Clay, Jingo and The Fifth Elephant…Commander Vimes is also expectant, Lady Sybil is due to give birth to his son, and one of the worst kind of criminal; a bottle-covey (small rodent like, possessed of an uncanny but highly specialized intelligence and no social conscience) murdering one of his charges causes Vimes to take the chase, ending up on the top of the High Energy Magical Building, in the middle of a thunderstorm… and then the midden really hits the fan.
I am afraid that as a stand-alone novel, Nightwatch lacks some appeal, I do not think I would have enjoyed the book as much, had I not read not one, not two, but all the earlier novels with the Nightwatch time.. while quite a few of the Discworld novels is as good as that, I am especially thinking of Soul Music, Hogfather, Pyramids, Small Gods and… with some reservations Thief of Time…. Since I enjoyed it so much, it was a reading of a week, but I expect I will return to read it many times in the future, like I have with the other Discworld novels…
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I am now rereading The Great and Secret Show by Clive Barker.
I can´t say I have gotten many new impressions from the book yet…
The Dead Letter Office wherein news of the “other places” leaks into the voyeuristic mind of Ralph Jaffe, the worst possible conduit for such signals.. puts me in mind of the more dark,confused and oblique subsections of the Internet; but do these sites and anonymous posters have access to the mysterious realm, and do they possess insights about the conspiracies silenced or just forgotten?
I know that I wont write a piece with the Internet as subject or object, my old philosophy teacher, Jostein Gaarder, in one of his early short stories, named the future “multinational database” (the Babel library refered to by Jorge Louis Borges haunts this concept) the Pleroma..
As a contemporary Gnostic I cannot vouch for the Internet being a “Fullness”, as the word describes in Greek, nor a Divine Origin and World apart.. as it is conceived to be by the ancient Gnostics….Media, and its victims, are in love with the particular mediums for which such data,information …
Another note on the “Net” is that you seldom, if ever, see a realistic rendition of the use and appearance of the Internet, be it Unix shells, Terminal screens or the common Web Browser or Email Client – in the movies and in the Television series… there´s always some fancyschmancy stuff which is all looks and no functionality..
In the Wim Wender movie “Until the End of the World”, the PI hired by one of the main characters has bought a laptop with advanced Russian underground Internet Tracking technology, and its GUI consists of a poorly drawn cartoon bear in a red beret with a sickle motif, who declares with russian accent english that he is getting “Closer!Closer!”, or Winnie the Pooh imitations “Dum-de-dum” with the same accent…. The Dream Recorder equiptment which stars at the end of the movie has a poetic feel to it, it consists of components which were available to the inventors while pursuing a nomadic lifestyle – a CargoCult aesthetic which mixes the mundane trinkets of late Silicon age effulgence with results out of the realm of dreamers and prophetics.. LoTech seems strangely appropriate for the story.. the ridiculous bear, which were “online”..supposedly HiTech.. No, I do not think so..Anyways, I´ll return to the Dream theme.. The Sea of Quiddity is the realm from which dreams and nightmares originate, the first aboriginal forefather of humanity, learned to reach towards and out from the limitations of the past and the present, through envisioning a tommorrow distinct from today…dreams, however lethargic, has always been man´s tutor, and so it is in the stories about “The Art” by Clive Barker (Great and Secret Show and Everville); Quiddity is the place the dreaming souls go after the womb has refused them further sanctuary from the world, the first night sleeping with the love of one´s life (that idea is quite sentimental, I might add..and not something I´d expect from Barker) and finally,at the time of one´s death.. Birth and Death, and between them, Love…

Got myself a Job

Finally I have been able to secure a job, so I´ll be able to do more with my life than hang around at home, looking progressively more miserable… I got the signal “go” for working at the The National Database Project of Norwegian University Museums, registering the contents of our nations museums of specimens of flora and fauna (vegetation and animal life) on Wednesday and will be starting already on Monday. Who knows,perhaps I´ll have something more to report to this blog than what im reading these days.. 🙂

Books im reading..3

Neil Gaiman:

American Gods..

Shadow is stirred from a sleepy and all but resilient stay in jail. On the same day his captivity ends, he is informed his wife has died in an car accident in the arms of his best friend and employer. On the plane homebound he meets a strange one-eyed gentleman that present himself as Wednesday, who offers to employ him as a bodyguard. Reluctantly Shadow accepts and discovers his employer is more than what meets the eye… but so is America.

There is a storm coming, and its name is War.

Gaiman has tapped into the “collective unconscious” of America and particularly the strange fact that the majority of blood that is running through her veins originates, through invisible arteries, from all over the world.. where man is, there you will find his gods, and as man finds himself to be an alien, a stranger in paradise, and also discovers the great struggle it is to survive on new soil, so will his gods…

I recommend the book most warmly and must say it was a fantastic experience to read it.

As I am a Gnostic, I also feel impelled to cite from one of the books from that particular religion:

God made human beings,and in turn,human beings made god. Just so,in the world human beings make gods and bow down to their products, it would be more fitting for the gods to worship human beings– The Gospel according to Philip, tr. Bentley Layton:The Gnostic Scriptures.

Books im reading…2

I have spent the last couple weeks reading Clive Barker´s newest novel for children,
Abarat.
It is the first installment of a sequel of books which deals with a young girl´s journey on the archipelago Abarat, whose apparent proximity appears to be in another dimension superimposed upon the barren wilderness outside of Chickentown,Minnesota…
The story is evocative not only of Clive Barker´s earlier writings, there is a dark sea of dreams, the Sea Izabella, which reminds readers of Everville of the sea of Quiddity – but also somewhat of Roald Dahl´s tales for children, where an atmosphere of everyday and “dull” events and problematics quickly takes a steep turn into the fantastic and often terrible; the secret and hidden dreamland beyond appearances and conventions.

On the outskirts of Chickentown,Minnesota – population 36,793 there is a tall tower made of timber whose function would puzzle the most imaginative of its townfolk, it is a lighthouse, raised for some bizzare function over 1000 miles from the shoreline. Escaping the persecution of her peers and her teacher who do not appreciate her attempts of making her dull and unimaginative town more exciting, she is the first in over a hundred years to discover the haunted tower, but also a strange creature who apparently is waiting for her.
During the ensuing tumults she is presented with a key for which it is fated she should become the custodian of. Unknowing she is maneuvred into a jeopardy she would never have dreamed of. I know little about the deal Barker did with Disney, but am quite sure he has not “prostituted” his gifts and talents to the “Industry”, at least this is my impression from reading Abarat.

The artwork is quite characteristic of Barker and much to be preferred for anything the artists at Disney could have produced for the mass market, but its appeal lays as well in its weirdness and grimness, a grimness which is quite appropriate for the kind of tale we are told in Abarat.

I really appreciated his last effort in the genre,The Thief of Always where I strongly believe Barker has proven that he masters more than one genre and are well equipped as an author to enchant more than one kind of audience.
In fact, I am sure adult readers such as myself can find it as enchanting as it most probably will be for a younger audience – and that it has potentional of earning the same enthusiasm from its readers as some of Roald Dahl´s classics.

Having read the book almost from cover to cover, I am again perusing the first great fantasy epics of Barker, Weaveworld, with new appetite.

More on exorcists

Gnostics readily recognize the existence of evil (1), which is ultimately separate (2) from God and the Pleroma – moreover it is recognized by that tradition that within any man born into the world is a dichotomy consisting of an authentic life-spark, a spiritual being which is part of divinity – and a counterfeit _spirit_. This duality, exemplified by St.Paul´s admission that “what good I wish to do, I do not” and “what ill I do not wish to do, I do” – is a condition of unredeemed identity.
In the Gospel of Thomas a saying is directed towards this problem:
Jesus says, in Logion 24, “There is a light existing within a person of light. And it enlightens the whole world: If it does not enlighten (shine), that person is darkness.”
We, as human beings, partake of the role of _mirrors_ unto our fellows; and when those mirrors – our perception of things as well as the bias through which everything is filtered – are clouded over and blackened, we broadcast a particular darkness; we hand back a distortion of our fellows. And likewise, we more than often _receive_ the same kind of distortion, and this goes on into perpetuity and oblivion.
Therefore the Blade of Discernment, the Sword – and the other symbol associated with St.Michael _and_ the exorcist archetype- the Scales represent quite powerful evocations of what needs to be done.

I meant to just post this little link for the Catholic Encyclopedia´s historical entry on Exorcists,
but I also thought it pertinent to make a distinction between the Catholic use of the concept, and the Gnostic Christian adaptation of the role. Above all concerns; discernment and a swift dispatch of errenous associations/identifications which emanate/originate from the presence of the Counterfeit, interior as well as exterior – is the most important to us Gnostics.It is this activity I have now endeavoured to study and participate in.
So, whereas the title I received, the “office”, is Exorcist, I am not authorized, neither by my Church, nor in any other capacity – to cast out spirits in the dramatic way which the Catholic office of Exorcist (which were almost extinct, but come the Third Millenium it became quite increased)…I would never presume such authority, nor advocate it.