Month: December 2024
The Logos
Souls Purified By Light
The EssENEs
Manifestations
“These personified attributes of Deity, in the theory of Basilides, were the Il ewtoyovos or First-born, Nos [Nous or Mind] : from it emanates Aoyos [Legos, or THE WorD] from it Poovnơis :
[Phronesis, Intellect]: from it Zogia [Sophia, Wisdom] : from it Aúvaus [Dunamis, Fower]: and from it Axalooúvn [Dikaiosune,
Reason, the Life and Motion
Canine Answer
Reason as a Guide
Never Doubt
Reason and Faith
PROVERBS 18
An unfriendly person pursues selfish ends
and against all sound judgment starts quarrels.
2 Fools find no pleasure in understanding
but delight in airing their own opinions.
3 When wickedness comes, so does contempt,
and with shame comes reproach.
4 The words of the mouth are deep waters,
but the fountain of wisdom is a rushing stream.
5 It is not good to be partial to the wicked
and so deprive the innocent of justice.
6 The lips of fools bring them strife,
and their mouths invite a beating.
7 The mouths of fools are their undoing,
and their lips are a snare to their very lives.
8 The words of a gossip are like choice morsels;
they go down to the inmost parts.
9 One who is slack in his work
is brother to one who destroys.
10 The name of the Lord is a fortified tower;
the righteous run to it and are safe.
11 The wealth of the rich is their fortified city;
they imagine it a wall too high to scale.
12 Before a downfall the heart is haughty,
but humility comes before honor.
13 To answer before listening—
that is folly and shame.
14 The human spirit can endure in sickness,
but a crushed spirit who can bear?
15 The heart of the discerning acquires knowledge,
for the ears of the wise seek it out.
16 A gift opens the way
and ushers the giver into the presence of the great.
17 In a lawsuit the first to speak seems right,
until someone comes forward and cross-examines.
18 Casting the lot settles disputes
and keeps strong opponents apart.
19 A brother wronged is more unyielding than a fortified city;
disputes are like the barred gates of a citadel.
20 From the fruit of their mouth a person’s stomach is filled;
with the harvest of their lips they are satisfied.
21 The tongue has the power of life and death,
and those who love it will eat its fruit.
22 He who finds a wife finds what is good
and receives favor from the Lord.
23 The poor plead for mercy,
but the rich answer harshly.
24 One who has unreliable friends soon comes to ruin,
but there is a friend who sticks closer than a brother.
Flexion
You Can Hide; But You Can’t Run!
Silence Can’t Be Quoted
Leave No Debt Outstanding
Love Others
Zero Degrees of Difference
That which appeals to the 14th degree.
It seems to be glaring liability that most members only reach the third. This fallacy of inefficiency has inculcated a liability of drastic proportions which has completed the dangerously unwanted (and unwarranted,) metamorphosis from an operative Craft, (a tangible, constructive ablative of means ,) to a speculating population, (incoherent and purposely-self-deceived anti-ouroboros). {cite Mackey}
Remaining exists the learning(s) which is(are) Beyond Common Man’s understanding and perception. There are great mysteries, historically only taught by masters of certain proclivities which had driven their intellect always beyond their past experiences’ status quo.
Any Masters’ question (to me,) would be, “What function would it serve you in gaining such sacred knowledge which you aspire to ascertain?
-{The most simplified answer to that query would be questions which qualified candidates would pose after comprehending intuitive questions.}
Are you seeking a bond of brotherhood which outlasts any sovereign entity, calamity, war and/ or cultural divide?
Are you simply curious?
Do you have some ulterior motive? Do you wish to enhance your financial capabilities?
Do you believe that you will be part of some secret society under which such affiliation may deem you more worthy, therefore, more fortunate than others?
Most cowends and men of confused report contend with the above alluded to list.
Granted, the above listed presumptions are relevant expectations, not unrealistic, however, quite unguided, and, if they are informed enough to have already put the cart before the horse, they are navigated by errors in cognition and (therefore,) miscalculated declinations of truth.
As the great mysteries are beyond any parameter of comprehension which man is capable of scholastically surmising, the knowledge and involvement which I seek-out is not a concrete conclusion or a definable expectation; nor might my synopsis, (of what I have studied, from the outside-looking in,) be accurate, regardless of direction, volume of conviction or (my) intention.
It is said, “What brings us to the table on this keeps us at the table on this.” What brings you and me to this Round Table?
That question is precisely the query I have sojourned during my entire life to ask, which is this:
“Why are my brothers only sitting at a square table, speculating over that which they refuse to define or build, when there are always groups of thirteen of us prepared, willing and vibrantly welcoming the day ‘round when we begin to operate by cutting a new table of stone, using age-old, proven, sacred and guarded methods?”
We are juxtaposed in society, for we are lead by followers; today’s “leaders,” are followers, not men of earned retirement. These men purposely fail to comport themselves up to par with the expectations of any gracious master.
In short, when did speculation become the sole operation which Our brotherhood preforms? When did actual laborers cease to exist by the mode of being replaced by un-self-educated minions?
The answer to that question is not as researchable as the month of June in the year, 1717. It is not as simple as adding blue to red with the intention of creating purple.
Abraham Lincoln touched upon my query in his speech at Gettysburg. There is unfinished work; there is a great task remaining before us, indeed. This task is only a treasure we are granted to chase after which, with the result, the prize, being only something to offer our grandchildren and their children.
Our unfinished work is likening to a tree which we plant, but never live to view its fully mature specimen. This notion is my understanding of the Craft.
The Craft outlives our passions and desires, our selfish whims of worldly experiences and proliferates to the youth via observation, timely learning, vigilant selection and stern compassion for the cause.
What is this, “cause,” you ask?
The answer to that is this question:
What is the cause of that cause?
Reality of Harsh Time
I’ve realized that my true family does not actually Love me, but loves their own complacency as a replacement of that love. Even those who have accepted me and shown me love before have decided to be cold, heartless and ignore me when I communicate. I met a beautiful woman a while back, and she looked at me with Lust in her eyes even though her husband was in the other room, talking to Elli. Days later, that same woman caught me glancing at her open shirt and covered up- annoyed that I had looked, but it was SHE who gave me permission to look at her with lust, because that is what she did to me days before! I’ve learned that that woman is cold, lost and self-involved, too, just like my true family. The truth is: most people do not want to hear the truth. I am a mirror- which is why most people steer clear of me. Even the frog-lickers, the shaman visitors, the Crystal sellers,… they all, connected to the Great Spirit or not,… they ALL avoid me. The place I am in life now is that I’ve finally realized: after all these years (I’m 43;) of people acting uncomfortable around me, speaking to me in a nervous way, acting around me in a nervous way- they all tried to project their mental issues on me- treating me like I am the one who is strange and wrong, and that they are the ones who are normal and correct. … I have come to the place in my life where I recognize that it has NEVER been me and ALWAYS been they who are inadequate, strange and wrong! When my own family who thinks the fact that I am a traveler, that I never stay in one place- my own family treats that as irresponsible, strange, immature; and they think that I am lost. The reality of the matter is that it is they who are irresponsible, strange, immature and lost! My own family is irresponsible, because they blindly believe and do what the television and what the, “government,” tells them to believe and to do. My own family is strange, because they never hugged me when they greeted me, they are scared of true affection. (Maybe, because they lack love for themselves.). My own family is lost, because they have each other, but push me away and tell me I am not welcome in their home, or even in their town. They reach-out for the respect and acceptance of their neighbors and say, “we’ve built a life here…” but their neighbors don’t care about them and don’t know them; and they did not, “build a life;” they merely lived in a house and,… Lived- that is not, “building a life;” that is just staying in one place, never becoming more or doing more for their fellow man. They care only about the three people inside of their houses; and they have unwelcomed me from their houses. The irony is that- it is warriors such as myself who have allowed these weak people to live in such houses.
I ate at a restaurant today; and there was no knife on the table. I used my pocket knife. The owner of the place got all nervous and started acting scared and giving me the “side-eye”.
I’ve used my knife at restaurants many times before. I’ve gotten the same exact response from people. It’s not me; it is they… It is completely normal for a man to carry a knife. It is not normal for a man to NOT carry a knife. Real men carry a knife, and we use it at least twice a day. They – The nervous people who are scared of a pocket knife- are the stupid ones, not me! The thought never crosses my mind to stab somebody with my knife; however, when people see me using it to cut my food at a restaurant, those idiots think I’m gonna stab somebody… They are the stupid ones; and I am not strange. I am more normal than they even know how to be!
Of all of the people who have accepted me, but now, and forever-more, will treat me like I am not normal and that I make them nervous- it is not my doing- it is their own. They have a mental problem; and they are scared of me, because the mirror hides no wrinkles!
“Thank You For Letting Me Share.”
FYI: Evan is one of those people. Anybody who earns a living by only talking on the phone is a parasite. Those of us who pick up the axe and the shovel- we are the true spirit; whereas the bankers and Relators are the untrue darkness.