Occultists are highly sensible people. New Agers not so much, and its New Agers who have been responsible for pushing the progressive narrative.
Richard Abbot
1 year ago
Occultists are highly sensible people. New Agers not so much, and its New Agers who have been responsible for pushing the progressive narrative.
Tom Watson
1 year ago
I always enjoy Greer’s pieces. They’re like a mental sports massage.
Tom Watson
1 year ago
I always enjoy Greer’s pieces. They’re like a mental sports massage.
Paul Nathanson
1 year ago
I hope that readers don’t find in this essay a claim against linear time. The essay merely describes one historical way of thinking about time, one that happened to surface in the circle of Yeats.
The notion of linear time, often linked with that of progress, is a modern innovation. Traditionally, Hindus and Buddhists have seen time as a cyclical phenomenon. Traditionally, moreover, Jews and Christians have understood time not as neither a straight line nor an endless cycle but as a circle. At various levels–personal, communal and cosmic–we return to origin. The pattern goes like this: paradise (the primeval Garden of Eden), exile from paradise (into the chaos and conflict of time, or history, as we know it in daily life), and return to paradise (the eschatological Eden, the Messianic Age, the Kingdom of God and so on). More specifically, it is a return from profane (ordinary) time to “sacred time,” or eternity (which is by definition beyond time). Within the profane time of daily life, moreover, glimpses of eternity are accessible through rituals on sacred days and in sacred places.
Like the idea or not, this way of thinking is deeply embedded even now in Western civilization. It survives in some traditionally religious communities but also, as a distant echo, in some productions of popular culture. I wrote a book about this: Over the Rainbow: The Wizard of Oz as a Secular Myth of America (State University of New York Press, 1991).
Thank you. I’ve always enjoyed Greer’s writing–I think his 2007 “The Theology of Compost” is still my fave–but I’m not a fan of his fixation of “civilization” cycles, which is just as much a human-invented historiographical frame as time-as-progress.
I appreciate how you bring the concept of time into our spiritual experience, which is a more historically robust interpretation.
How do we define “civilization?” I could say that one civilization ended with the Black Death in the 1340s–surely the humans then would have believed that. I think whatever we call civilization is far more governed by events beyond human control, like the Younger Dryas event, or 5th millenium BC flooding, or volcanos, or severe plagues. As we ‘organize’ we’ve got pretty predictable ways of screwing things up (and killing each other), but I’m not sure they follow specific cycles. And the definition of the beginning and end of a civilization is far too plastic to provide a large enough and reliable N from which to draw strong conclusions.
And thankyou in turn, for that comment. It could well be that our current civilisation is just another phase to be negotiated, like the troubled teenager whose realisation that his/her parents are just human beings like everyone else and that the world is more complex than they may yet be able to cope with.
I view this article as one offering great optimism, if we have the ability to grasp what the author intends.
And thankyou in turn, for that comment. It could well be that our current civilisation is just another phase to be negotiated, like the troubled teenager whose realisation that his/her parents are just human beings like everyone else and that the world is more complex than they may yet be able to cope with.
I view this article as one offering great optimism, if we have the ability to grasp what the author intends.
Thank you. I’ve always enjoyed Greer’s writing–I think his 2007 “The Theology of Compost” is still my fave–but I’m not a fan of his fixation of “civilization” cycles, which is just as much a human-invented historiographical frame as time-as-progress.
I appreciate how you bring the concept of time into our spiritual experience, which is a more historically robust interpretation.
How do we define “civilization?” I could say that one civilization ended with the Black Death in the 1340s–surely the humans then would have believed that. I think whatever we call civilization is far more governed by events beyond human control, like the Younger Dryas event, or 5th millenium BC flooding, or volcanos, or severe plagues. As we ‘organize’ we’ve got pretty predictable ways of screwing things up (and killing each other), but I’m not sure they follow specific cycles. And the definition of the beginning and end of a civilization is far too plastic to provide a large enough and reliable N from which to draw strong conclusions.
Paul Nathanson
1 year ago
I hope that readers don’t find in this essay a claim against linear time. The essay merely describes one historical way of thinking about time, one that happened to surface in the circle of Yeats.
The notion of linear time, often linked with that of progress, is a modern innovation. Traditionally, Hindus and Buddhists have seen time as a cyclical phenomenon. Traditionally, moreover, Jews and Christians have understood time not as neither a straight line nor an endless cycle but as a circle. At various levels–personal, communal and cosmic–we return to origin. The pattern goes like this: paradise (the primeval Garden of Eden), exile from paradise (into the chaos and conflict of time, or history, as we know it in daily life), and return to paradise (the eschatological Eden, the Messianic Age, the Kingdom of God and so on). More specifically, it is a return from profane (ordinary) time to “sacred time,” or eternity (which is by definition beyond time). Within the profane time of daily life, moreover, glimpses of eternity are accessible through rituals on sacred days and in sacred places.
Like the idea or not, this way of thinking is deeply embedded even now in Western civilization. It survives in some traditionally religious communities but also, as a distant echo, in some productions of popular culture. I wrote a book about this: Over the Rainbow: The Wizard of Oz as a Secular Myth of America (State University of New York Press, 1991).
Nicky Samengo-Turner
1 year ago
Occultists? like SpecSavers?
Nicky Samengo-Turner
1 year ago
Occultists? like SpecSavers?
B Davis
1 year ago
Occultists don’t believe in Progress?
Why stop so short?
Rather we can say that anyone who sees in Life something beyond the kling & klang of passing time, of faster widgets, and bigger thingamabobs,…who hears something more than the simple ta-pocketa, ta-pocketa of every material whatsit clipping right along outputting MORE…that all those like-minded individuals who by nature Doubt, and by nature, Dream…that they also struggle with the idea of Progress, Christian & Heathen, Scientist & Poet alike.
Progress, indeed, when it comes to things that really matter, is an illusion, though a soothing one in which our hearth becomes warmer & more welcoming, our ablutions more comfortable.
Rather we might say…
“Nothing is random, nor will anything ever be, whether a long string of perfectly blue days that begin and end in golden dimness, the most seemingly chaotic political acts, the rise of a great city, the crystalline structure of a gem that has never seen the light, the distributions of fortune, what time the milkman gets up, the position of the electron, or the occurrence of one astonishing frigid winter after another. Even electrons, supposedly the paragons of unpredictability, are tame and obsequious little creatures that rush around at the speed of light, going precisely where they are supposed to go. They make faint whistling sounds that when apprehended in varying combinations are as pleasant as the wind flying through a forest, and they do exactly as they are told. Of this, one is certain.
“And yet, there is a wonderful anarchy, in that the milkman chooses when to arise, the rat picks the tunnel into which he will dive when the subway comes rushing down the track from Borough Hall, and the snowflake will fall as it will. How can this be? If nothing is random, and everything is predetermined, how can there be free will? The answer to that is simple. Nothing is predetermined, it is determined, or was determined, or will be determined. No matter, it all happened at once, in less than an instant, and time was invented because we cannot comprehend in one glance the enormous and detailed canvas that we have been given – so we track it, in linear fashion piece by piece. Time however can be easily overcome; not by chasing the light, but by standing back far enough to see it all at once. The universe is still and complete. Everything that ever was is; everything that ever will be is – and so on, in all possible combinations. Though in perceiving it we image that it is in motion, and unfinished, it is quite finished and quite astonishingly beautiful. In the end, or rather, as things really are, any event, no matter how small, is intimately and sensibly tied to all others. All rivers run full to the sea; those who are apart are brought together; the lost ones are redeemed; the dead come back to life; the perfectly blue days that have begun and ended in golden dimness continue, immobile and accessible; and, when all is perceived in such a way as to obviate time, justice becomes apparent not as something that will be, but something that is.” (M.Helprin, “A Winters Tale”)
What is Progress in all of that?
B Davis
1 year ago
Occultists don’t believe in Progress?
Why stop so short?
Rather we can say that anyone who sees in Life something beyond the kling & klang of passing time, of faster widgets, and bigger thingamabobs,…who hears something more than the simple ta-pocketa, ta-pocketa of every material whatsit clipping right along outputting MORE…that all those like-minded individuals who by nature Doubt, and by nature, Dream…that they also struggle with the idea of Progress, Christian & Heathen, Scientist & Poet alike.
Progress, indeed, when it comes to things that really matter, is an illusion, though a soothing one in which our hearth becomes warmer & more welcoming, our ablutions more comfortable.
Rather we might say…
“Nothing is random, nor will anything ever be, whether a long string of perfectly blue days that begin and end in golden dimness, the most seemingly chaotic political acts, the rise of a great city, the crystalline structure of a gem that has never seen the light, the distributions of fortune, what time the milkman gets up, the position of the electron, or the occurrence of one astonishing frigid winter after another. Even electrons, supposedly the paragons of unpredictability, are tame and obsequious little creatures that rush around at the speed of light, going precisely where they are supposed to go. They make faint whistling sounds that when apprehended in varying combinations are as pleasant as the wind flying through a forest, and they do exactly as they are told. Of this, one is certain.
“And yet, there is a wonderful anarchy, in that the milkman chooses when to arise, the rat picks the tunnel into which he will dive when the subway comes rushing down the track from Borough Hall, and the snowflake will fall as it will. How can this be? If nothing is random, and everything is predetermined, how can there be free will? The answer to that is simple. Nothing is predetermined, it is determined, or was determined, or will be determined. No matter, it all happened at once, in less than an instant, and time was invented because we cannot comprehend in one glance the enormous and detailed canvas that we have been given – so we track it, in linear fashion piece by piece. Time however can be easily overcome; not by chasing the light, but by standing back far enough to see it all at once. The universe is still and complete. Everything that ever was is; everything that ever will be is – and so on, in all possible combinations. Though in perceiving it we image that it is in motion, and unfinished, it is quite finished and quite astonishingly beautiful. In the end, or rather, as things really are, any event, no matter how small, is intimately and sensibly tied to all others. All rivers run full to the sea; those who are apart are brought together; the lost ones are redeemed; the dead come back to life; the perfectly blue days that have begun and ended in golden dimness continue, immobile and accessible; and, when all is perceived in such a way as to obviate time, justice becomes apparent not as something that will be, but something that is.” (M.Helprin, “A Winters Tale”)
What is Progress in all of that?
Nicky Samengo-Turner
1 year ago
bunch of cults..
Kathleen Burnett
1 year ago
Remarkable piece, broadcasting the divide between the real world and the one of fantasy. My cat has a closer reading of the real world.
No-one meaningfully “inhabits” the world of quarks and leptons, grown-ups or otherwise. That’s not how we live, or could live- to any individual person, experiencially, they are stories, another mythology. I’ve never “faced up to” a quark, I very much doubt you have.
As for how you think you know what your cat’s reading of reality is, I have no idea.
No-one meaningfully “inhabits” the world of quarks and leptons, grown-ups or otherwise. That’s not how we live, or could live- to any individual person, experiencially, they are stories, another mythology. I’ve never “faced up to” a quark, I very much doubt you have.
As for how you think you know what your cat’s reading of reality is, I have no idea.
Kathleen – not sure why they down voted you (I “erased” one of them with my upvote) – this article may be an interesting book report on Yeats’ weird side (in my humble opinion- he is unsurpassed as a lyric poet in the English language, but got caught up in the Madame Blavatsky craze).
But there is a clear (Druid?) hint in this article that their “predictions” prove true in the current societal mess, so that there must be some truth to it. (We and your cat know better).
Regarding time – Big Bang anyone? – in the first 20 minutes, time, space and the 4 forces etc needed to creat matter that resulted in Earth being comparable to life as we know it, were evident. The universe will either now collapse on itself or expand into entropy in billions of years. –
Maybe the Occult business will prove sort of true after the “end” and the billions of years needed for a new “civilization” to emerge, but I – and your cat – won’t plan our day around it. There was a beginning and there will be an end (long after we are dead), and, in the meantime, people here on earth will yearn to live in groups and vie for the “correct” good order in Society, and fight and kill and rape one another – and seek peace.
Let’s check in again in a hundred billion years to see if the Occultists are right.
Kathleen – not sure why they down voted you (I “erased” one of them with my upvote) – this article may be an interesting book report on Yeats’ weird side (in my humble opinion- he is unsurpassed as a lyric poet in the English language, but got caught up in the Madame Blavatsky craze).
But there is a clear (Druid?) hint in this article that their “predictions” prove true in the current societal mess, so that there must be some truth to it. (We and your cat know better).
Regarding time – Big Bang anyone? – in the first 20 minutes, time, space and the 4 forces etc needed to creat matter that resulted in Earth being comparable to life as we know it, were evident. The universe will either now collapse on itself or expand into entropy in billions of years. –
Maybe the Occult business will prove sort of true after the “end” and the billions of years needed for a new “civilization” to emerge, but I – and your cat – won’t plan our day around it. There was a beginning and there will be an end (long after we are dead), and, in the meantime, people here on earth will yearn to live in groups and vie for the “correct” good order in Society, and fight and kill and rape one another – and seek peace.
Let’s check in again in a hundred billion years to see if the Occultists are right.
Occultists are highly sensible people. New Agers not so much, and its New Agers who have been responsible for pushing the progressive narrative.
Occultists are highly sensible people. New Agers not so much, and its New Agers who have been responsible for pushing the progressive narrative.
I always enjoy Greer’s pieces. They’re like a mental sports massage.
I always enjoy Greer’s pieces. They’re like a mental sports massage.
I hope that readers don’t find in this essay a claim against linear time. The essay merely describes one historical way of thinking about time, one that happened to surface in the circle of Yeats.
The notion of linear time, often linked with that of progress, is a modern innovation. Traditionally, Hindus and Buddhists have seen time as a cyclical phenomenon. Traditionally, moreover, Jews and Christians have understood time not as neither a straight line nor an endless cycle but as a circle. At various levels–personal, communal and cosmic–we return to origin. The pattern goes like this: paradise (the primeval Garden of Eden), exile from paradise (into the chaos and conflict of time, or history, as we know it in daily life), and return to paradise (the eschatological Eden, the Messianic Age, the Kingdom of God and so on). More specifically, it is a return from profane (ordinary) time to “sacred time,” or eternity (which is by definition beyond time). Within the profane time of daily life, moreover, glimpses of eternity are accessible through rituals on sacred days and in sacred places.
Like the idea or not, this way of thinking is deeply embedded even now in Western civilization. It survives in some traditionally religious communities but also, as a distant echo, in some productions of popular culture. I wrote a book about this: Over the Rainbow: The Wizard of Oz as a Secular Myth of America (State University of New York Press, 1991).
Thank you. I’ve always enjoyed Greer’s writing–I think his 2007 “The Theology of Compost” is still my fave–but I’m not a fan of his fixation of “civilization” cycles, which is just as much a human-invented historiographical frame as time-as-progress.
I appreciate how you bring the concept of time into our spiritual experience, which is a more historically robust interpretation.
How do we define “civilization?” I could say that one civilization ended with the Black Death in the 1340s–surely the humans then would have believed that. I think whatever we call civilization is far more governed by events beyond human control, like the Younger Dryas event, or 5th millenium BC flooding, or volcanos, or severe plagues. As we ‘organize’ we’ve got pretty predictable ways of screwing things up (and killing each other), but I’m not sure they follow specific cycles. And the definition of the beginning and end of a civilization is far too plastic to provide a large enough and reliable N from which to draw strong conclusions.
And thankyou in turn, for that comment. It could well be that our current civilisation is just another phase to be negotiated, like the troubled teenager whose realisation that his/her parents are just human beings like everyone else and that the world is more complex than they may yet be able to cope with.
I view this article as one offering great optimism, if we have the ability to grasp what the author intends.
And thankyou in turn, for that comment. It could well be that our current civilisation is just another phase to be negotiated, like the troubled teenager whose realisation that his/her parents are just human beings like everyone else and that the world is more complex than they may yet be able to cope with.
I view this article as one offering great optimism, if we have the ability to grasp what the author intends.
Thank you. I’ve always enjoyed Greer’s writing–I think his 2007 “The Theology of Compost” is still my fave–but I’m not a fan of his fixation of “civilization” cycles, which is just as much a human-invented historiographical frame as time-as-progress.
I appreciate how you bring the concept of time into our spiritual experience, which is a more historically robust interpretation.
How do we define “civilization?” I could say that one civilization ended with the Black Death in the 1340s–surely the humans then would have believed that. I think whatever we call civilization is far more governed by events beyond human control, like the Younger Dryas event, or 5th millenium BC flooding, or volcanos, or severe plagues. As we ‘organize’ we’ve got pretty predictable ways of screwing things up (and killing each other), but I’m not sure they follow specific cycles. And the definition of the beginning and end of a civilization is far too plastic to provide a large enough and reliable N from which to draw strong conclusions.
I hope that readers don’t find in this essay a claim against linear time. The essay merely describes one historical way of thinking about time, one that happened to surface in the circle of Yeats.
The notion of linear time, often linked with that of progress, is a modern innovation. Traditionally, Hindus and Buddhists have seen time as a cyclical phenomenon. Traditionally, moreover, Jews and Christians have understood time not as neither a straight line nor an endless cycle but as a circle. At various levels–personal, communal and cosmic–we return to origin. The pattern goes like this: paradise (the primeval Garden of Eden), exile from paradise (into the chaos and conflict of time, or history, as we know it in daily life), and return to paradise (the eschatological Eden, the Messianic Age, the Kingdom of God and so on). More specifically, it is a return from profane (ordinary) time to “sacred time,” or eternity (which is by definition beyond time). Within the profane time of daily life, moreover, glimpses of eternity are accessible through rituals on sacred days and in sacred places.
Like the idea or not, this way of thinking is deeply embedded even now in Western civilization. It survives in some traditionally religious communities but also, as a distant echo, in some productions of popular culture. I wrote a book about this: Over the Rainbow: The Wizard of Oz as a Secular Myth of America (State University of New York Press, 1991).
Occultists? like SpecSavers?
Occultists? like SpecSavers?
Occultists don’t believe in Progress?
Why stop so short?
Rather we can say that anyone who sees in Life something beyond the kling & klang of passing time, of faster widgets, and bigger thingamabobs,…who hears something more than the simple ta-pocketa, ta-pocketa of every material whatsit clipping right along outputting MORE…that all those like-minded individuals who by nature Doubt, and by nature, Dream…that they also struggle with the idea of Progress, Christian & Heathen, Scientist & Poet alike.
Progress, indeed, when it comes to things that really matter, is an illusion, though a soothing one in which our hearth becomes warmer & more welcoming, our ablutions more comfortable.
Rather we might say…
“Nothing is random, nor will anything ever be, whether a long string of perfectly blue days that begin and end in golden dimness, the most seemingly chaotic political acts, the rise of a great city, the crystalline structure of a gem that has never seen the light, the distributions of fortune, what time the milkman gets up, the position of the electron, or the occurrence of one astonishing frigid winter after another. Even electrons, supposedly the paragons of unpredictability, are tame and obsequious little creatures that rush around at the speed of light, going precisely where they are supposed to go. They make faint whistling sounds that when apprehended in varying combinations are as pleasant as the wind flying through a forest, and they do exactly as they are told. Of this, one is certain.
“And yet, there is a wonderful anarchy, in that the milkman chooses when to arise, the rat picks the tunnel into which he will dive when the subway comes rushing down the track from Borough Hall, and the snowflake will fall as it will. How can this be? If nothing is random, and everything is predetermined, how can there be free will? The answer to that is simple. Nothing is predetermined, it is determined, or was determined, or will be determined. No matter, it all happened at once, in less than an instant, and time was invented because we cannot comprehend in one glance the enormous and detailed canvas that we have been given – so we track it, in linear fashion piece by piece. Time however can be easily overcome; not by chasing the light, but by standing back far enough to see it all at once. The universe is still and complete. Everything that ever was is; everything that ever will be is – and so on, in all possible combinations. Though in perceiving it we image that it is in motion, and unfinished, it is quite finished and quite astonishingly beautiful. In the end, or rather, as things really are, any event, no matter how small, is intimately and sensibly tied to all others. All rivers run full to the sea; those who are apart are brought together; the lost ones are redeemed; the dead come back to life; the perfectly blue days that have begun and ended in golden dimness continue, immobile and accessible; and, when all is perceived in such a way as to obviate time, justice becomes apparent not as something that will be, but something that is.” (M.Helprin, “A Winters Tale”)
What is Progress in all of that?
Occultists don’t believe in Progress?
Why stop so short?
Rather we can say that anyone who sees in Life something beyond the kling & klang of passing time, of faster widgets, and bigger thingamabobs,…who hears something more than the simple ta-pocketa, ta-pocketa of every material whatsit clipping right along outputting MORE…that all those like-minded individuals who by nature Doubt, and by nature, Dream…that they also struggle with the idea of Progress, Christian & Heathen, Scientist & Poet alike.
Progress, indeed, when it comes to things that really matter, is an illusion, though a soothing one in which our hearth becomes warmer & more welcoming, our ablutions more comfortable.
Rather we might say…
“Nothing is random, nor will anything ever be, whether a long string of perfectly blue days that begin and end in golden dimness, the most seemingly chaotic political acts, the rise of a great city, the crystalline structure of a gem that has never seen the light, the distributions of fortune, what time the milkman gets up, the position of the electron, or the occurrence of one astonishing frigid winter after another. Even electrons, supposedly the paragons of unpredictability, are tame and obsequious little creatures that rush around at the speed of light, going precisely where they are supposed to go. They make faint whistling sounds that when apprehended in varying combinations are as pleasant as the wind flying through a forest, and they do exactly as they are told. Of this, one is certain.
“And yet, there is a wonderful anarchy, in that the milkman chooses when to arise, the rat picks the tunnel into which he will dive when the subway comes rushing down the track from Borough Hall, and the snowflake will fall as it will. How can this be? If nothing is random, and everything is predetermined, how can there be free will? The answer to that is simple. Nothing is predetermined, it is determined, or was determined, or will be determined. No matter, it all happened at once, in less than an instant, and time was invented because we cannot comprehend in one glance the enormous and detailed canvas that we have been given – so we track it, in linear fashion piece by piece. Time however can be easily overcome; not by chasing the light, but by standing back far enough to see it all at once. The universe is still and complete. Everything that ever was is; everything that ever will be is – and so on, in all possible combinations. Though in perceiving it we image that it is in motion, and unfinished, it is quite finished and quite astonishingly beautiful. In the end, or rather, as things really are, any event, no matter how small, is intimately and sensibly tied to all others. All rivers run full to the sea; those who are apart are brought together; the lost ones are redeemed; the dead come back to life; the perfectly blue days that have begun and ended in golden dimness continue, immobile and accessible; and, when all is perceived in such a way as to obviate time, justice becomes apparent not as something that will be, but something that is.” (M.Helprin, “A Winters Tale”)
What is Progress in all of that?
bunch of cults..
Remarkable piece, broadcasting the divide between the real world and the one of fantasy. My cat has a closer reading of the real world.
Define real.
It’s the one made from quarks, leptons, photons etc. The one that the grown-ups inhabit and face up to.
….ummmm. No Kathleen. It’s the one, or rather the part, that we can’t see. The realm of dark matter and dark energy.
Dark matter and dark energy are not mystical substances. Sorry to disappoint.
Dark matter and dark energy are not mystical substances. Sorry to disappoint.
No-one meaningfully “inhabits” the world of quarks and leptons, grown-ups or otherwise. That’s not how we live, or could live- to any individual person, experiencially, they are stories, another mythology. I’ve never “faced up to” a quark, I very much doubt you have.
As for how you think you know what your cat’s reading of reality is, I have no idea.
….ummmm. No Kathleen. It’s the one, or rather the part, that we can’t see. The realm of dark matter and dark energy.
No-one meaningfully “inhabits” the world of quarks and leptons, grown-ups or otherwise. That’s not how we live, or could live- to any individual person, experiencially, they are stories, another mythology. I’ve never “faced up to” a quark, I very much doubt you have.
As for how you think you know what your cat’s reading of reality is, I have no idea.
It’s the one made from quarks, leptons, photons etc. The one that the grown-ups inhabit and face up to.
Your cat is a finely sensitive spiritual being who prowls through a mythic world
Your cat is not blessed, nor cursed, to read
Kathleen – not sure why they down voted you (I “erased” one of them with my upvote) – this article may be an interesting book report on Yeats’ weird side (in my humble opinion- he is unsurpassed as a lyric poet in the English language, but got caught up in the Madame Blavatsky craze).
But there is a clear (Druid?) hint in this article that their “predictions” prove true in the current societal mess, so that there must be some truth to it. (We and your cat know better).
Regarding time – Big Bang anyone? – in the first 20 minutes, time, space and the 4 forces etc needed to creat matter that resulted in Earth being comparable to life as we know it, were evident. The universe will either now collapse on itself or expand into entropy in billions of years. –
Maybe the Occult business will prove sort of true after the “end” and the billions of years needed for a new “civilization” to emerge, but I – and your cat – won’t plan our day around it. There was a beginning and there will be an end (long after we are dead), and, in the meantime, people here on earth will yearn to live in groups and vie for the “correct” good order in Society, and fight and kill and rape one another – and seek peace.
Let’s check in again in a hundred billion years to see if the Occultists are right.
“Not sure why they down voted you..”
Because the comments on Unherd are, ironically, remarkably intolerant of dissent from the standard response.
“Not sure why they down voted you..”
Because the comments on Unherd are, ironically, remarkably intolerant of dissent from the standard response.
a la John Gray would you say?
Define real.
Your cat is a finely sensitive spiritual being who prowls through a mythic world
Your cat is not blessed, nor cursed, to read
Kathleen – not sure why they down voted you (I “erased” one of them with my upvote) – this article may be an interesting book report on Yeats’ weird side (in my humble opinion- he is unsurpassed as a lyric poet in the English language, but got caught up in the Madame Blavatsky craze).
But there is a clear (Druid?) hint in this article that their “predictions” prove true in the current societal mess, so that there must be some truth to it. (We and your cat know better).
Regarding time – Big Bang anyone? – in the first 20 minutes, time, space and the 4 forces etc needed to creat matter that resulted in Earth being comparable to life as we know it, were evident. The universe will either now collapse on itself or expand into entropy in billions of years. –
Maybe the Occult business will prove sort of true after the “end” and the billions of years needed for a new “civilization” to emerge, but I – and your cat – won’t plan our day around it. There was a beginning and there will be an end (long after we are dead), and, in the meantime, people here on earth will yearn to live in groups and vie for the “correct” good order in Society, and fight and kill and rape one another – and seek peace.
Let’s check in again in a hundred billion years to see if the Occultists are right.
a la John Gray would you say?
Remarkable piece, broadcasting the divide between the real world and the one of fantasy. My cat has a closer reading of the real world.