Initiates of the Ancient Land of
The Sacred Texts of Ancient Egypt are the legacy of a long lost, incredibly Ancient Civilization, so advanced, that we have only just begun to catch up with it.
Everywhere there are signs of this Lost World ... the 'fingerprints' of Calculus are all over the Udjat Eye, (usually called the 'Eye of Horus' or 'Eye of Ra') ... the pyramids of Egypt embody pi and phi in their dimensions as well as many ratios found between the Earth and Sun ... the Djed of ancient Egypt has key proportions and features that align closely to the Solar Geometry for the Sun, Mercury, Venus and Earth. Incidentally, the floor plans of ancient Hindu temples also have the same key proportions and features, as do the sacred mandalas of the Buddhists.
The Ancients had a knowledge and understanding of the Universe and of the human mind far surpassing what we consider we 'know' today. The 'ka' or 'astral body' was sometimes represented as a phoenix, having the body of a man and the wings of a bird, with a tuft of feathers on its head, with arms upturned, bent at the elbows (as depicted in ka's hieroglph). The phoenix was also the symbol of regeneration - the tuft of feathers on the back of its head symbolising the activity of the pineal gland, or 'third eye', the 'occult' function of which was very well understood indeed by the Ancients, it seems.
We are told that humans use 10% of brain capacity, and that this is considered to be 'normal'. The remaining 90%, including the 'sub' and 'supra-consciousness', largely remain 'mysterious' unknown and uncharted territory, despite continual research.
The 'sub-conscious' relates to everything that one knows or has known, or has experienced at any time since one first became an 'entity' or 'being' - all 'past lives', as it were.
We could say that all that is past, or all that is stored, is 'below', whereas, all that which is to come and which has yet to be experienced on this Earth or in the 'next world', is in the 'supra-consciousness', which would, therefore, be 'above'.
This is at the core of the concept of the 'Neter' or 'Neterti' of Ancient Egypt. Although great controversy surrounds the interpretion of terms such as 'Paut Neter', the ancient language is abundantly filled with visual punning, graphic word games, and metaphors abounding in every text, creating a rich, vibrant literature and profoundly inspiring imagery.
The hieroglyph for Neter is a flag on a pole, spread out by the breeze, not an axe as some suppose. The feminine form, 'Neterti' is symbolised by the same flag, but with the addition of a Serpent. Banners and Flaga waved on poles high over the temples and palaces in the cities of the ancient world, visible from great distances. Flags were a welcome sign to the traveller, an aid in navigation - the markers of life, as it were, interestingly, still seen today as the 'prayer flags' of Tibetan Buddhism. A flag is 'alive' in the air, moved by the breeze - the inanimate given lifelike energy and motion by invisible forces, particularly by the divine force of life which is in the atmosphere. Neter is also represented by the Horus falcon perched on the flagpole; a focus of Divine presence, that which descends out of heaven.
To translate the concept of 'neter' as polytheistic 'primitive gods', is to underestimate the studied sophistication of the Ancient Mind. The native term, 'Neter' (incidentally, pronounced like 'nature' or 'new-ture') reveals its ancient meaning by its use in Egyptian writings. The 'Neter' (or 'Natur'?) are the archetypes of reality personified - metaphors transformed into recognizable people in order to depict 'stories' of how the world works. There is nothing 'primitive' about them. The Neter is symbolic of the 'living library of the All', as it were - they are teachers and teaching aids, their images inanimate art, yet, even today, vibrant with the living energy of the minds who created them. The 'Neters' in their hosts are the many faces of the nature of Nature.
Egypt's finest art has the breath of naturalism, yet shows clearly, a profound capacity for abstract understanding. The Egyptian 'Paut', is the Archetype of Archetypes, Metaphor of Metaphors, Unnamable, Invisible, without form, the template of all designs, .and is often rendered as 'primeval matter', (the 'prima materia' of other sacred texts).
The Ancient Egyptians, like the Buddhists, believed that the Eternal Divine is beyond names and beyond personality. The soul needs no mediator or liaison between itSelf and the Divine. The Soul is Divine. Therefore, the World itself is Sacred in the Egyptian mind. They did not feel the separation of the Divine and Mundane that was introduced by their conquerors, the Persians and later the Greeks.
The human soul is the ultimate expression of the Divine experience in Egyptian religion, and metaphors embodied in the 'Neteru', are divine images of the soul's understanding of itself and its interaction with the Cosmos. - images relating the Inner Divine and its capacity to create and use the divine symbolism of the extensive living system of mythological understanding, to further explore the realms of infinity.
The 'Neters' are most often encountered in groups or 'families' - the first of these known as the 'paut aat' or the 'Greater company of gods' and a second group of nine gods, known as the 'Paut Net'eset' or 'Lesser company of the gods', plus a third group of nine gods. The first 'paut' of the gods consisted of Nuit, Shu, Aset, Wesir, Heru, Tetnet, Seb, Nebt-het and Sutek, (more commonly known as Nut, Shu, Isis, Osiris, Horus, Tefnut, Geb, Nephthys and Set.)
The Greeks called them the great gods of the 'Ennead of Heliopolis' and ranked amongst thr earliest dynastic deities, Ra, Tefnut, Shu, Neith, Geb, Isis, Osiris, Nephthys and Set.
The use of the number nine indicates older origins of Egyptian thought rooted in antiquity..
The 'Sacred Number' of the World Mother Goddess of the Ancient Mythological stratum was always Nine. The original fascination with nine and the reason it is associated with the Self-Created World Mother who creates the world out of Herself, are the numerous, nearly magical mathematical 'anomalies' associated with 9. (The number one, the monad, is the starting point - the next three numbers, 2, 3, 4, add up to 9). Yes, I know, these days such things are considered by most to be 'children's games', but, that is, indeed, the whole point. The World Mother (Mater, Matrix) has made mathematical games an intrinsic part of the 'playground' of 'reality' created for us, (her children) in which to 'play' and re-create, full of 'grace' and delight.......rather than for perpetuating humanities most 'dis-grace-ful dis-plays'.
There is an attitude of delight about this Ancient Reality that the modern mind has largely forgotten and must stretch to grasp, yet it is precisely this delight in the true miracles of reality that is represented in every gesture of the Ancient Egyptian world view. This delight in the natural miracles of the world is demonstrated with great energy and elegance in the conception of the 'Paut', which is one of the most complex concepts in the Ancient World. Although it is rendered often as 'primeval matter', one of its initial meanings is simply 'bread.'
The divine metaphor of bread comes from the earliest days of mankind. Fire was a profound expression of the mysterious forces of the world that surround us, but fire, for all its magic, is wholly of the natural world. It is spontaneous magic, creating itself, raining down from the heavens or bursting out from the Earth. It is a metaphor of divine force only nominally under our control. Bread, however, is wholly a human invention, no matter how natural the source of the grain.
Bread is as unique a thing as the human being who bakes it. Grass will nourish only animals, and thus, grass, like fire, is entirely of the natural realm; but the seeds of grass will feed humans as well as animals. Flour, made from these grass seeds, is itself a new substance, a substance that is not like grass or seeds. It is more like the substance of the Earth itself, but edible, and it is a product of the hand and energy of humans and humans alone. When water is mixed with flour (unbleached 'real' flour of course), it becomes remarkably like flesh, not only in its color, but also in that it yields like flesh, warm to the touch. It is also like flesh in that it is better to eat when cooked. Bread can be molded to any shape, and, once baked, holds that shape. Too much or too little heat can spoil it, but, once baked, it has become 'of one flesh', as it were ...... indeed, almost a 'miracle.
Baked bread is not anything like its parts. It is not like green grass, not like yellow grain, nor brown like flour. It is not plasma like fire, nor wet like water; it is nor dry like flour, nor gaseous like air, yet all these elements combine to make bread. The hand of man has made something 'wholly other', something wholly human. Best of all, it is good to eat. This marvelous secret is locked up in the nourishing world-mother-Earth as a prize for her curious child. This is the beginning of the metaphor of baked bread as Divine substance.
When earth (clay) is used instead of flour, and baked just like bread, another 'miracle' is found - pottery. The finer or more 'flour-like' the clay, the finer the quality of the Pot. Once more, the human hand transforms elements of the natural world into something wholly other and wholly human. Thus, the solid dry substance of the Earth, in loose grains or parts, mixed with cold moisture, is transformed by heat and air into a single, coherent body - in other words, transformed by the experience of the union of opposites. The interior cohesion of both bread and pottery that maintain their individual integrity is a magical metaphor for the power of the Divine made flesh.. This cohesion endures, is sustaining, useful and can withstand much stress.
The 'magic' of this cohesion is the meaning of The Paut or 'Pot' - the gathered forces of the Neteru or 'Natur' that define a human being in life. It is the 'miracle' of the divine presence made manifest.
For many, many centuries, Ancient Egypt was the 'breadbasket' of the western world - suppliers of grain for all the ovens of the Mediterranean. Every ceremony and ritual in Egypt involved bread, in one form or another, throughout the entire existance of the civilization. Indeed, even the hieroglyph for the verb 'to give offering' is a loaf of bread on a woven reed tray.
...... And still there linger the echoes of a long forgotten world, encoded in the signatures in the Ancient Land of Khem,
that Ever calls souls Home .........
'EVERYTHING IS SENTIENT'
In the beginning, according to the Pelasgian mythmakers, there was Chaos, which is where most creation stories originate. To the Pelasgians, however, Chaos was not just a great cloud of nothingmess, nor was it seen as 'evil'.. Rather, it was dynamic region that contained tremendous potential- a place of great energy but no differentiations to define things as separate or individual. There were, in short, no dualities. The grand scheme, in this view, was creation in a realm of limitless possibility.
Babylonians, Egyptians and Greeks all acknowledged the primal dragon of Chaos even as the gods of their civilizations felt compelled to tame and organize the beast. Christianity tried to erase the Goddess altogether. That is why the Church decided that 'Father God' created the world ex nihilo, from nothing at all. But you can still see the fingerprints of the Primal Goddess in the formless, watery void that opens Genesis - a distinct echo of the older Babylonian myth.
The Dragon of Chaos wore a far more honorable face in the East, where it was known as the Tao ...
For Ancient Sages like Chuang Tzu, the subtle order of Natural Chaos was rich and bountiful compared to the bankrupt legalism and moralistic strictures of Confucian civilization -- which paradoxically produced the very disorder it wanted to suppress. The Taoists felt that only by tearing down the State of things - including ordinary consciousness - could we return to the golden age, the mixed-up harmony symbolized by Tao - (chao). If these anarchic dreams could not be realized in society -- as Lao Tzu hoped to do - then at least they could be realized in the body, through spiritual and physical practices which would open up the spontaneous chaos within.
'Luk Umen Tun Ben Can'
We are Permanently Morphing Nebulous Nodes in
Her Ma-jest-ic Mani-fest-at-ion ...
As it is written ...
'Shekinah is the Supreme Spirit
Devoted to the good of all people.....
She shines bright in the bloom of ignorance;
She is unfading;
She is easily seen by those who love Her;
Easily found by those who look for Her,
And quickly does She come to those who seek Her help
One who rises early, intent on finding Her, will not grow weary of the Quest -
For one day he will find Her seated in his own heart.
To set all one's thoughts on Her is true Wisdom,
And to be ever aware of Her is the sure way to perfect Peace.
For Shekinah Herself goes about in search of those who are worthy of Her.
With every step She comes to guide them -
In every thought She comes to meet them.....
The true beginning of spiritual life is the desire to know Shekinah.
A desire to know Her brings one to love Her.
Loving Her enables one to follow Her will.
Following Her will is the sure path to Immortality.
And Immortality is union with the One
So the desire to know Shekinah leads to the One.
With all your thrones and scepters you may rule the world for a while,
But take hold of Shekinah and you will rule the world forever'.
Egypt is an image of the Heavens,
And the whole Cosmos dwells here,
In this, Its sanctuary -
But the gods will desert the Earth
And return to heaven,
Abandoning this land
That was once the Home of Spirituality ...
Egypt will be forsaken and desolate,
Bereft of the presence of the gods.
It will be overrun by foreigners,
Who will neglect our Sacred Ways.
This Holy Land of Temples and Shrines
Will be filled with corpses and funerals...
The sacred Nile will be swollen with blood,
And her waters will rise,
Utterly fouled with gore ......
Does this make you weep ... ?
There is Worse to Follow ...
That was a spiritual teacher
to all Humankind,
Which loved the gods with such devotion
That they deigned to sojourn
Here on Earth ...
... This land will exceed all others in cruelty.
The dead will far outnumber the living,
And the survivors
Will be known as Egyptians
By their language alone,
For in their actions
They will be like men of another race.
Nothing will remain of your religion
But an empty Tale,
Which even your own children
Will not believe ....
Nothing will be left
To tell of your wisdom
But old graven stones.
Men will be weary of life,
And will cease seeing the Universe
As worthy of reverent wonder.
Spirituality, the greatest of all blessings,
Will be threatened with extinction,
And believed a burden to be scorned.
The world will no longer be loved
As an incomparable work of A-tum ....
....A glorious monument
To Primal Goodness;
An instrument of Divine Will
To evoke veneration
And praise in the beholder.
Egypt will be widowed.
Every sacred voice will be silenced.
Darkness will be preferred to light.
No eyes will raise to heaven.
The pure will be thought insane .....
...... and the impure will be honoured as wise.
The madman will be believed brave .....
..... and the wicked esteemed as good.
Knowledge of the Immortal Soul
Will be laughed at and denied.
No reverent words Worthy of Heaven
will be heard or believed.......
So ... I, Thrice-Great Hermes,
The first to attain All-Knowledge,
Have inscribed the secrets of the gods,
In sacred symbols and holy hieroglyphs,
On these stone tablets,
Which I have concealed
For a future world
That may seek our Sacred Wisdom.
Through all-seeing Mind,
I myself have been the witness
of the invisible things of Heaven,
and through contemplation
come to Knowledge of the Truth.
This knowing I have set down in these
Writings. . .
From the 'Hermetica' from the chapter
'Prophecies of Hermes'
( of course, Greek 'Hermes' equates with' Thoth', the 'Scribe of the Gods')
'But I don't want to be among mad people', Alice remarked.
'Oh you can't help that,' said the Cheshire Cat,
'We're all mad here .....
... I'm mad, you're mad ...'
'How do you know I'm mad,' said Alice
'You must be,' said the Cheshire Cat,
'Or you wouldn't have come here.......'
.... How Ever ...
Chaoboys and Chaogirls AllWays wear de-Sign-er Genes,
Made of Mything Lynx.......
... and then ....
The Caterpillar said to Alice,
'Who are you?'.....
'Hhhuuu R U ......?'
'You, maan ...
Hu R U ...?'
'Hu - Man ....'
'When one is united to the core of another,
to speak of that is to breathe the name HU,
empty of self, filled with love.'
- Jalal al-Din Rumi
LoPhi ad Infinitum,
CrystalSinger / TaurAlpheus