Showing posts with label St. Petersburg. Show all posts
Showing posts with label St. Petersburg. Show all posts

Tuesday, January 24, 2012


The Orgasm of A Modern Lot (21)



The Eye You See Is Not an Eye Because You See It, but Because It Sees You.
--Antonia Machado
© Eso A. B., 2012

The Man of the Enlightened Age set about destroying God’s creation, for example, the buffalos, the wolves, the wild pigeons.  When some ‘primitive’ men protested, they, too, were destroyed, and the number of “enlightened” men and women multiplied.

If one does not believe in God, or believes that God is a human creation after ‘the fact’ of creation, then creation is subject to intelligence only after the fact. In the beginning, creation simply happens and one learns to live with it as the birds and the bees do to this day.

However, if human beings create God, He-She becomes an outgrowth of not only presumably innate intelligence in matter (energy, subatomic particles, matter, molecules, etc.) or “intelligence and God” are synonyms, and may perhaps be likened to something akin to an “aura” of matter. Like it or not, it then behoves for the aura of intelligence or God to perform divinely and, hopefully, without causing violence, pain, and directed death to bystanders.

Meditation is one way to participate in experiencing the “aura”. The early meditators, Tibetan monks, budhists, and those sympathetic to their experience, called the still-life aura, a mandala. A flower is a mandala created in nature, in and out of itself. The lotus is frequently the flower chosen to represent the unity of being and the universe. When a mandala-aura is accompanied by soothing sound of music, it projects a calming effect on those on the receiving end of the effect.

The Enlightenment arrived and the “enlightened” forbade the creation of God or an all encompassing mandala or hologram. Unleashed to be “creative”, much of humankind became violent when its “creations” did not satisfy. The following seqence of events approximates, sans the sight of death, the modern experience of the “secular spectacle”.

Today we are already bored with the “spectacle (it will suffice if you read only the 1st entry of the link, the sentence by Feuerbach”. Today we have no such problems as the Aztecs had with the sun rising. Today, thanks to ‘innovative technology’ the sun in London may rise early , where a two hours premature sunrise replaces the tense impatience of a fifty-two year delay of sunrise at Teotihuacan.  In the event of the latter, it is not an early sun over Trafalgar Square,  but the blood spattered corpse of the Moon Goddess, Coyolxauhiqu, thrown down the steps of Templo Mayor. 

However, never fear that the opposition “to our freedom, our very way of life” (--G.W. Busch) will last for long and not be updated with an “arab spring”.

The wonders of ‘the modern mind’ have been unleashed and are clearly out of control, and in control of uncreative oligarchs from Ghengis Khan.

In post-Mao Tse Tung’s Beijing, Chinese construction workers fortified by “free” Viagra tablets, may reconstruct the Twin Towers in 60 days or less. A video of how the Chinese construction workers, sans women, have for themselves a 30-story high erection in 15 days: here.  Though the erectile object is square, the result has an amazingly sexual in effect....... : the orgasm is spectacular: simply click here to enjoy it.

And this is what happens after the orgasm is over! The collapse of the organic erectile tissue has metamorphosed into a technical age spectacle.

And then?

If you thought this was the end of it, you will have to think again. The age of spectacle will not be left behind even in sorrow that the Aatec people might have experienced. Here comes the resurrection necrophilia. Note the female necrophiliacs.

When we speak of necrophilia in our time, we tend to imagine males violating female corpses, but that is not how the people of ancient times imagined it. Isis is said to have hovered above the dead Osiris and become pregnant from Osiris coming alive for her. Indeed, it has been a long time since females tried to raise a dead man’s cock.

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The age of spectacle is of course a most awful joke on the people who remain conscious of their time. Nevertheless, behind the ridiculous aspects are camouflaged the most hidden and subjective sorrows of humankind.

We may explore a little of this more serious aspect by looking back to ancient Kush, located near the rift valley where humankind is believed to have first arisen. You may wish to explore the sights of this awesome country by going on a search of your own. Often, we express our feelings of loss best through songs.

O Isis und Osiris, sung by Kurt Moll: 

Funeral Service for Male Choir, Op. 39 (fragment)—St. Petersburg 

Finding Our Lost Voice Again, Nabucco—Chorus of the Hebrew Slaves

An Address to Populists, Don't Cry For Me Argentina.
Let us return to the silencing of the human voice by spectacle (an additive to violence) of our times. Here is how Guy Debord http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Guy_Debord  puts it: “To this list of the triumphs of power, we should add, however, one result which has proved negative: once the running of a state involves a permanent and massive shortage of historical knowledge, that state can no longer be led strategically.”

As the quote is from Retort, “Afflicted Powers”, this is what the book’s authors have to say about Debord’s comment:

“Of course, he [Guy Debord] knew that the past is a ‘construction’; but a construction, he believed, made of obdurate and three-dimensional materials, constantly resisting anyone frame, and which only the machinery of forgetting could make fully tractable to power…. But even Debord sometimes took (cold) comfort from the recognition that the state too lived the nightmare, and would suffer the consequences. For it could no longer learn from the past: it had progressively dismantled the contexts….”

That is our horror. This is what anyone of us sees, if we are not born of the necropolis.

Sunday, January 22, 2012


St. Peter The First PTSD Victim of State Terror (19)
The Saw-Cross Saws Upwards!
© Eso A. B., 2012

The morning after Basil’s (aka Christ’s) liquidation by Emperor, Alexius I, the sun rose over the Bosphorus the color of blood. It rose to just above the horizon, more wide on its sides than it was tall. Once the sun had reached the hill top (on the right hand side of the Bosphorus), it remained there and moved no further, though if one looked carefully,  it wobbled from side to side a little.


I am, of course, using the description of the sunrise that followed Nanautzins’s self-immolation as described in David Carrasco’s book, City of Sacrifice, p. 80ff,


Such Basil’s disciples as had dared to stay the night beside the fire pit and witness their master’s charred remains, they spake no words among themselves and acted as if struck dumb.


Years later, when the event came to be rewritten and fitted to the story of Jesus by the monks (likely in the service of the King of France), there rewrite left little of what had actually transpired at the pit of fire at the Hippodrome.  As we read the story, now in the “NewTestament”,  Mark 14:66-72, we discover that:
66 “And as Peter was beneath in the palace, there cometh one of the maids of the high priest: 67 And when she saw Peter warming himself, she looked upon him, and said, And thou also wast with Jesus of Nazareth (Nanauatzin?)
68 “But he [Peter] denied, saying, I know not, neither understand I what thou sayest. And he went out into the porch; and the cock crew. 69 And a maid saw him again, and began to say to them that stood by, This is one of them.
70 “And he [Peter] denied it again. And a little after, they that stood by said again to Peter, Surely thou art one of them: for thou art a Galilaean, and thy speech agreeth thereto. 71 But he began to curse and to swear, saying, I know not this man of whom ye speak.
72 “And the second time the cock crew. And Peter called to mind the word that Jesus said unto him, Before the cock crow twice, thou shalt deny me thrice. And when he thought thereon, he wept.”
While the cremation pit was apparently soon filled and reduced to (probably) a bonfire outside Pilate’s palace, the horror struck disciples acted precisely as petrified people do; as Lot’s wife did; as refugees from war zones in our own day do. Indeed, who is to define what is a “war zone” in our day? Is ‘a war zone’ not also a slum? Is it not where people pick through rubbish piles?
The commentator (Austin Cline) to the above text explains:
In order to emphasize the faithlessness of Peter, the nature of his three denials increases in intensity each time. First he gives a simple denial to a single maid who claims that he was “with” Jesus. Second he denies to the maid and a group of bystanders that he was “one of them.” Finally, he speaks with a vehement oath to a group of bystanders that he was NOT “one of them.”
This exegesis fits the pattern used by those whom the French kings [later also German kings and others (the last auto-da-fe occurred in 1802 in Spain)] employed to drive out arch-Christianity with a story version that better served the secularist ends of the oligarchs, princes, lords, firsts, barons, and wealthy merchants of the day. Today the story also serves bankers. On the whole, the exegesis stays on track–if it records (even as it does not explain) Peter’s “faithlessness” as a consequence of “mind paralysis”. It is interesting that Alexeus I and Herod, both, are kings/ leaders, who presume for themselves religious authority. This writer remains horror struck by the video clip of a U.S. helicopter crew machine-gunning a group of Iraqi men, including two men working for a news service. While the attackers are not to be equated with religion, their action is justified by the rules of war, i.e., the law of the U.S. government is on their side and their subjective feelings can be disregarded as far as the law is concerned. In other words, in this case the law is criminal.


Strange as it may seem to some readers, butting together a leap into a fire pit at Teotihuacan and pushing a man into a fire pit dug on the Hippodrome in Constantinople, it is not pareidolia beyond possibility.


The internet has done much to break the story patterns created by academics, whose versions of a story are constrained by their piers, whether the established story tells true or not. The internet user, however, has access to much of the same data that an academic has, but has none of the pier pressure to contend with when it comes to finding and telling a story constructed according to a new pattern. Of course, now that a new story of the death of Jesus Basil has been discovered, the scholars are free to do further research and begin an argument for or against or confirm yet another version of the tale I tell.


Are Basil, Christ, Nanauatzin, and Jesus perhaps one and the same person then? Probably not. Nevertheless, just as there is a relationship in the slaying of a sheep by nomads in the Lake Baikal region today and the sacrifice on top of Temple Mayor centuries ago, that is, that it takes five men to better butcher and/ or sacrifice, for all we know, five friendly warriors to one enemy warrior may have served as a rule of thumb to generals in pre-modern days in the Near East and Mesoamerica. Just as the sun did not rise into the skies immediately after the sacrifices at either geographic location, Jesus, taking an example from the Moon Goddess, did not immediately rise from his grave to heaven either.