warning: near toxic levels of earnestness herein
What I have described to you so far in this series is not simply a kind of postmodern squinting at human esoteric development, wherein we are all ‘special’ in our own way.
Rather, I’m talking about how we are all, in a sense, components of a machine. An immense mind-boggling computational engine that has struggled since the beginning of time to fuse spirit, mind and matter. Your life, and the lives of everyone before and after you, is fed into this process, and used to formulate the platform for new evolution.
When I said I wasn’t interested in formulating some new jargon, or a new cult dogma to try and shoehorn everyone into, I wasn’t kidding. One must use words to an extent, and to the extent that we must, it’s important to hold them lightly and to periodically shed them. I think it’s important to remember to always do that, even if only to keep our minds alert and awake.
I wouldn’t even try and do something like this if it was going to be another excuse to draw lines and exclude people and anoint a new priesthood or elite or intellectual vanguard. Everyone gets to sit at this table, because this is the story of all humanity, indeed of all beings, everywhere, struggling to realise themselves.
What I do propose is that we can come together in the understanding that we all want the same things, and we all work to manifest it in more or less the same way. Sometimes it’s all we can do to grapple with the how and the why.
Everyone wants to experience life deeply, to master ourselves and our experience, to communicate, to share and explore community, and everyone wants to contribute, serve others and leave something behind. Anyone who wants to argue with me about this is welcome to do so, because in so doing, they would only prove my point. The very body you inhabit testifies to the struggle of life itself to express its vision.
We all have something to say about the depths of human experience, about how to achieve mastery, and manifest our intentions. When you scrape away the fear, dogma, selfishness and misunderstanding, we are all talking about the same thing, and that holds true in all the realms. It’s time to stop pretending that what happens to us is solely about us. A human experience is a human experience and is open to all human beings. However apparently magickal, or not.
We are all probing the event horizon of what is intelligible, where understanding bleeds into the great mystery. Where skill becomes magick, and science becomes art. If we can all come together in the understanding that that is our great project, the great project of humanity, we will have achieved something amazing.
The world has mostly embraced the cult of science, clinging to the memory of how it pulled us out of an age of darkness and fear and superstition. To the extent that we must use words, it would be foolish to neglect that one. But we must go farther, and understand that this is not the science we knew. Or that the world thinks it knows, This is something larger, deeper, more profound. This is the wellspring that the science we know emerged from in the first place, from the depths of the mystery. Further it would be foolish to overlook how that happened, and how it was done. To backslide into superstition and naivety is the wrong path. That is the legacy of our human forebears from the dawn of time; to gaze into the mystery and understand it better, more clearly, with greater precision. They were not, and are not, any different in their intent than a scientist today, and to pretend otherwise is a grave disservice.
That is the real challenge: to face the mystery, to face the unknowing. Rather than flee from it, to pretend that we have already banished ignorance, or worse still to embrace it. Rather we should accept that it exists, but embrace our role as the those who turn consciously towards it, and make it our life work to stand at the edge of the unknown. And to get up every day and make that choice all over again. And while that choice, like every real choice, gets made alone, you can take some comfort in knowing that you will not be alone when you have made it.
So pay no mind to my aesthetic choices if they annoy you, but understand what lies behind, just as it lies behind your words, your images. Use what words you like, but perhaps appreciate the value of a shared banner. A United Nations of the Mystery, if you will.
…pay no mind if it displease you, but if it agrees with you, then take a seat, and welcome to the Depth Scientists Union.