1-25-12 Moon in Pisces Kin 137 7 Caban

People do not just ‘show up’ in our lives for no reason. Accidents don’t happen without a justifiable cause (whether realized or not). Chaotic circumstances evolve from existing defecating soil. Seemingly unrelated events are intricately tied up and into larger themes. Relationships are ‘established, maintained and dissolved’ for exceptionally, explicit, reasons without our conscious knowledge or consent. Harbingering DNA genetic seeds, deposited in the evolutionary past have brought about events which make up the present world of today. No matter our religious, scientific, philosophical, environmental, theological, psychological, sociological, educational, or biological beliefs, none can deny that what constitutes our existence is more hidden than revealed. In other words, the best we can do is stumble along with a minute portion of examined theoretical knowledge for who we are, where we came from, what we’re doing here and where we’re going after we leave.

In all actuality “when the brine boils out of the pot”, we are left with more Occult residue than what is actually known as facts. Yep. Occult, occult, occult; everything about our physical existence as sojourn wayfarers remains pretty much hidden. ‘Nothing’ seems to hold all of the pervading answers and “she’ ain’t saying much; most especially to those who are not interested in delving behind the openly obvious and culturally accepted dogmas. Isn’t it written somewhere in the ancient texts, “Those who seek diligently will find me?” Paraphrased. Diligently may not be a strong enough word to relay just how difficult it is to break through the barriers of concealed wisdom. Not so much for finding out what the real truth is, per say, but in shutting down the vehemently, stoic, determined voices of conventional religious thought.

Yep. It’s all hidden. In addition to seeing only what we want to see, we are so set in our  time-revered convictions. Why? Because most of us, don’t want to move from what we’ve been told. We want to continue to believe whatever it was we grew up with. In other words, we’re down right lazy when it comes to investigating for ourselves. In fact, some of us were so stupidly informed---with a blistering burning hell fire fear to boot--- that IF we questioned too much about GOD, we would be damned beyond irreversible recognition. It’s utterly dumfounding to me, how, in this day and age, with the enormous amount of available well-researched, intricately documented, tediously recounted sources flooding from the super highway cyber space technological internet, we choose to remain uninformed and ignorant. Go figure.

No doubt about it, what we want to know the most about remains concealed. But, that is the single most sublime sacred motivating impetus we possess as human beings. It is also written, “I will confound the wise and reveal to babes.” Paraphrased. Now, I don’t know about you, but I interpret those words to imply that unless we have an accessible heart, and like an innocent, guileless child who expects nothing and demands less, we seal up the waxing avenue of ever receiving understanding, comprehending or appreciating the real deal as to who we are and why we are taking up space on a remote speck of a planet in this unbelievably, incalculably infinite universe. I guess what I’m discovering with each stoke of the keys, we’re looking right at it and can’t see it. How can that be? Because we already have a preconceived idea as to what it is we’re looking for. Bottom line: we don’t like what we see.

We have fashioned in our hearts and minds, a suitable specific way and means of parleying that makes us feel more secure, confident and resolved. Whether we’ve chosen to live our lives as an agnostic, atheist, or as a devoted religious zealot makes little difference IF we refuse to learn, doubt and investigate more. Not in a sullied way of adding more heap to compost of our sanctioned beliefs but outside of the circle of our religious comfort zone. Now, stay with me ‘cause I’m going to jump like a African Bullfrog, I like the term, “Esoteric”. I always have. It has a magical lyrical quality to it. And, like most words, the meaning: “intended for or understood by only an initiated few,” degrades the actual invigorating energy locked in its super-round belly.

What a bummer, really! What a hideous joke for those who buy into that sort of nonsense. No knowledge is any more hidden than the obvious. In some weird way, the word ‘esoteric’ has been negatively attributed and tied to the belying detriment in the same way as the word occult: “Beyond the realm of human comprehension; inscrutable.”What a crop of fresh laid African Bullfrog eggs!  IF we were, in all reasonableness and sensibility, going to give a definitive account for GOD, we would have to say “Beyond the realm of human comprehension intended for or understood only by an initialed few.” Can you begin to see why the innocuous terms “Occult” And “Esoteric” have been given a bum rap?

Yep. The next time you hear either of the words used in any negative fashion, remember you’re being served hot Bull shit manufactured from a full grown 9 inch African Bullfrog! It’s up to you whether you decide to swallow the goodies. Let’s get serious. Are you really going to continue to walk around with your “eyes wide shut” as Stanley Kubric pointed out? It’s perfectly alright if you are not that interested in peeling back the layers to see who you genuinely are. It’s your call. It always has been. What you learn from the experimental wisdom you seek is directly linked to the underlying force which sustains you. You have an ‘esoteric’ idea. It’s been hinted at every now and then.

But, unfortunately for your embellished ego, the sanctified truth is mighty barren, unconcerned, disinterested, unimpressed. She can’t be bought, manipulated, domesticated, refined, wooed or sold (marketed). She can only be sensually toyed with momentarily (fleeting at, best). She plays WHEN and HOW she wants to play. Mealy mouthed postulating, prostrating, placating, pacifying worshiping won’t get it. A sincere desire to rent the veil of your true identity might. Then, maybe, just maybe, you can capture her ineffable attention long enough to find what you are looking for: YOU! Remember: IF she wasn’t hidden, (occult/esoteric) you wouldn’t be searching, in the first place. Right?