A Phrophecy To A Generation of the Blind

Here in the darkness as Jupiter lies upon the foot of Ophiuchus I stare into the abyss of that which will be shortly upon us as a warning to the current generation.  Assembled ten to speak which is feared to be spoken.  Oh misguided generation, you stand as misers, wrapped within your own lust and misguided in deeds and desires.  You, who are crossed believing in sympathy, understanding and in your own practicality and honor as the way to salvation.  A Judgement will be shortly upon you.

You have been reared in much prosperity and bliss resulting in your childish notions of a universal love and passion that cannot be as of yet.  You see through the eyes of rose colored glasses which has no place in this time.  For they present to you false hopes, images and deluded dreams.  Through them only disappointment and death awaits.

There you stand as the Fool, enthusiastic, optimistic with only pleasure and frivolity as your companion.  Imaging yourselves as one that is on a quest rushing headstrong into the fray to right wrongs of the past and plant the seeds of Utopia!   However,  this gallant achievement may not be realized without understanding, true pain and suffering.   Yes, you see yourselves as the brave and honorable knight; the hero or heroine with great skill and might.  But you impetuously charge into the unknown without fear and the wisdom of the wise.   A great Crisis awaits you, one that has not been known before.  A Calamity that will rock you and the rest of the world to its very foundations.   Unbelievable pain, anguish, sickness, persecution and turmoil will you find children.

Humble yourselves in its wake.  You must find the internal strength to not only over come the external challenges that lay waste to your world but the internal demons that have cultivated ignorance and arrogance within you.  Look to the elders, the wise Hierophant, for wisdom and to the generation that follow for inspiration.   That which lies shortly ahead could possibly destroy all that is, has been and could ever be.  It has been rooted in the vanity of your ancestors and cultivated in greed, arrogance, ignorance, lust and selfishness.  But do not forsake hope,  knowledge of the past, understanding of what is and wisdom for what could be.  In this there will be your greatest chance to create something new and exceptionally good, beautiful and ever-lasting.  That which has not been seen for ages.

Now the eye begins to close and rest must be obtained for the Oracle.

Adiuva me verterem figuram mundiThoth

 

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FOR WHAT IS IT TO DESIRE, TO LIVE AND TO PERISH? (A Poem for the Un-Masses)

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I would own the greatest castle if I were not so simple of a man

I would wear the most expensive mode if I were not so disgusted by the envy of others

I would immerse myself in the wonderment of my Mother’s nature if others had not defiled it so

I would accumulate treasure and wealth beyond measure if it were not so corrupted by the souls of the foolish

I would navigate all the tranquil seas of this world if they had not been so polluted by ignorance

I would be enslaved by Aphrodite’s passion if it had not been reduced to vanity and trinkets of illusion by Madmen

I would save Nation and World from its insecure, parochial, vindictive, paranoid un-enlightenment consuming conscience and soul in its journey into the abyss if it were not for the fact that I simply don’t care

For what purpose then beautiful and enigmatic Creation, is it to desire, to live and then to perish?

In Athena’s name I beseech thee for Solomonic wisdom!

I invoke Descartes’ pondering, “I Think Therefore I AM” but what meaning holds this in elucidation in purity and truth of a living death where to live evokes no passion or purpose?

Am I ugly for feeling, or for not feeling?

And…if I may ask, or you ugly like me so that I am not alone?

Mystic II

Adiuva me verterem figuram mundiThoth