Sea Shells And Doppelgangers

A very clever woman and I have a sort of ongoing conversation aside from the other members in an e-mail discussion group, mostly because we're both admirers of the Swiss psychologist and psychiatrist Carl Jung. Presently, we're speculating about the Genesis myth in order to develop our own ideas about what the myth actually represents. The paragraph below is a response to her ideas, and has been edited since it appeared on the discussion list:

"It's almost like you've written that the Garden of Eden is the plenitude, the womb, and the two-in-one are ejected from their conceptual ho-me together as if only one, but one in the mutual unconscious feeling that they are actually two, and deliberately divided to subject them to being conquered. They will soon be separated in consciousness one from the other again, as if they were like the two faces of the Roman god Janus. whose two faces view a polarized perspective, yet share the sa-me brain. There are no abstract memores yet because language hadn't been imposed upon them from the outside, and when it is, only one of them learns it. The Other must unknowingly speak through it's opposite as if in agreement, which is virtually impossible due to a species design flaw. This bodes disaster, does it not?"

She's made it perfectly clear she thinks my "species flaw" theory is a bunch of crap. No blame. I'm writing about the anima and the animus as the doppelganger of what will become associated with the eventual persona of either the male and female child as it's silent, and often mystical partner or invisible friend. It's futile effort to physically survive in the often cruel world of nature. There's no vaccine for being fatally flawed, yet.

I don't know the truth either way, even in case there actually is such a thing. For me, it's just a form of amusement to while away the ti-me. I don't speak for her, and she would say so in a New York minute, even though she lives in Chicago.

The people in the Carolina coastal plains are benefitting from a high pressure system out in the Atlantic Ocean that's bringing warmth and moisture from the Caribbean island area. The western part of North Carolina is freezing cold while the temperature down here in the swamps is almost sixty degrees fahrenheit (15.55 C). There is a light to medium fog that will apparently lift rather than burn off if it gets gone at all. It's fairly warm, that's all that really matters to me, and it's supposed to stay that way for another week. That's fairly amazing since the Winter Solstice is only a week away.

I watched a Google Video in the last couple of days that made a lotta sense to me as a person who has studied astrology and made my own charts by hand for over twenty years.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BNf-P_5u_Hw&ref=http://www.subtire.com

Granted, it's been twenty years since I practiced making natal or horary charts. I stopped following those practices only because of the linguistics problems with the public-at-large when using that lingo brought attention I didn't wanna deal with. The only way I knew how to deal with it was to set the whole astrology thing to bed, and find another lingo that didn't conjure so much abuse. I left all my ephemerides and interpretation books on a rock in a National Park in Utah that featured hoodoos.

The video at the link above is one of a three part series. There's a movie by the same title. I don't know if the movie is related to the three associated videos about how religion emerged from astrological roots. "The Greatest Story...", and all that jazz. That's what I'm writing about.

These videos pretty much astounded me. The content and presentation of the videos is what I intuited from practicing astrology all those years, but with a lot more detail than I've ever attempted to describe.

All during my watching these three videos I was reminded of the thoughts of Joseph Campbell revealed in his masterwork, The Hero Of A Thousand Faces. In this book he claimed that there was only one real story for anybody to tell, and the only difference in all the stories and myths of the entire Earth only varied by the environments used to frame the story.

That's what I figured the videos exposed even more profoundly by the simple fact that the technology was there to flood the senses with examples in video, audio, and technicolor.

There are lots of ways to come to grips with the notion of not worshiping graven images. One way is to use graven images to do it in the same sense of fighting fire with fire. The videos demonstrated that there are a lot of different ways to say the same thing, and there always has been, up to the limits of the ongoing technology. The video editors appear to try to broaden the scope of their viewers by illustrating how the same story has been told in many different environments around the world over at least three ages or aeons. History repeats itself, but it's done very vaingloriously.

What happened to me when I saw the videos the first time (I just watched them again when I retrieved the link) was that I had been more or less right all along when I figured out that a lot of the stories I read as a bookworm-ish kid were pretty much the same story at heart, but no one would believe me. No blame. I was just a kid. I knew that. I didn't read Campbell's stuff until I was a full-grown man with my own rather estranged, individuated persona.

I figured even back then that my way of looking at the world would change to a more conventional perspective as I grew older, but it didn't actually do that. I learned that it was politically expedient to allow the other to believe I accepted convention as my path with heart. True, I felt like I needed acting lessons to get over, and I took 'em, along with larning how to talk so people wouldn't think I was a hick trying to gain entry into the polite classes of nincompoops. I just wanted to be able to fade into the woodworks if push come to shove. So, I taught myself and learned to be-co-me. It's the sa-me old story too. Why would it not be? It's all about me, and the fact that there ain't but just One.

I was particularly impressed by the way the video makers treated Sun worship and the fact that no other sort of worship is anything else than Sun worship. Life and death depends directly upon it. The Sun is obviously God in every religion in the world. Thou shalt have no other...

Learning astrology basically amounted to memorizing a bunch of signs and symbols just to get started good. This is true about any system of expertise in ex-is-tense. That's just the way it is for any system homo sapiens use for figuring out their possibles in real time. No matter what system of expertise is used, the object or aim of using them is to do what can't be done. It's a species flaw. Homo sapiens can't realize their own possibles for-themselves in the specious present.

All the systems for thinking about things ever created by homo sapiens in any time frame is about how to figure out what's possible in the immediacy of right damned now. Selah.

The problem is not with which system is created or used. The problem of relying on any system of expertise is about who is operating the system, and where they're at with themselves when they do it. People do deliberately seek out alternate states of being, and if they find them, then nobody is home to operate the system of expertise they've committed themselves to, for or by either love or money.

My musician friend Rainey, tells me he's like that frequently when he's playing his mandolin with a group of friends of short acquaintance. It's like that for me when I'm writing and get on a pretty good roll. Nobody is home minding the store. I'm outta mah body searching for the next word I'm gonna use to amuse and amaze. You might could come and burn my house down with me in it, before I might realize that the jig was up... legs a'dangling... Aaaiiiiyeee!!