LYRICS

The applications are to blameAll the people do all dayIs stare into a phone (Placebo, Too Many people)

“Take nothing but memories, leave nothing but footprints!” (Chief Seattle)

When rock stars were myths (Sandi Thom, I Wish I Was A Punk Rocker)

Machines were mice and men were lions once upon a time, Now that it's the opposite it's twice upon a time (Moondog)

Time is an illusion (Einstein)

Thursday 14 November 2019

Hyborian Bridge 85



In the physical universe, naturalism is forever pitted against reason, for only Man has reason. Thus is the tautology born for, unless nature is a product of reason, the mind is forever circling back to its source in the straight-lines of solar light.

Leigh Brackett’s The Long Tomorrow began with this

As I’ve been saying for awhile, in classical Greece there always were two things: the city and the agrarian surround; the Apollonian temple and the unkempt Delphic Oracle seeing into uncertainty; the reasoning philosopher and the Bacchanalian followers of Dionysus, god of the vine.
In other words, our culture is not classical by any means. Nor does it have the advantages of barbarism – of freedom from cultural trappings as Howard often notes. What we have is a one-sided civilization that Francis Bacon seems to have foreseen in “The Four Idols” (Tales of Faith 10).
We are in the Idol of the Den, or the mind of the acolytes. Where Newton was a scientist-sorcerer who saw that certain things were so, his acolyte followers have us trapped in his light-box.
This is the world of the cities that is so attractive to the ego; the ego that runs like the robot on lines of steel. But the ego also runs on fear; fear of the labyrinthine ways of the forest (see Kari Hohne Gilgamesh); the forest of ragged pathways, spoor of deer, the signs that gamekeepers cherish, that the hunter chases (Tales of Faith 11)
The path joined a deer trail. Several times he bent to look at fresh signs, and when he crossed a clearing with long grass in it he could see the ground crushed in places whewre the deer had bedded. (The Long Tomorrow, page 33)
The Gilgamesh epic probably harks back to the Mesopotamia of verdant hills and luxurious hanging gardens that bore far closer resemblance to Howard’s Turan that presentday Iraq. What Kari Hohne refers to as the “Shadow Self” is the labyrinthine ways of the forest that quells the ego the the savagery of blood and revival, decay and rebirth.
Savagery is something that can be reconciled with the beliefs of Man – as in the Christendom of the Middle Ages – which is a good reason why Howard’s historical tales all come from those ages of faith and blood.  An age of faith of an age that attempts to answer what modern Man no longer even admits – the fate of the dead.
It’s no real surprise since, if we no longer live in a physical world of Earth – seasons, planets, moonrise – we can also no longer live in a psychic world (of the planets and the moon). What seems to happen in the modern world is that countries – by way of the capitalist system which is essentially abstract reason – tend to gradually lose both their physical sparkle and their psychic or moral basis.
As mentioned before, I lived in Franco’s Spain as a kid and those two things have always stayed with me (Pictorial 72.) Spain today now has a very typical split between two abstract ways of reason – ie left and right – and there is even confusion about what Spain is (Catalonia). The king did attempt to unify the country in the wake of the false referendum, and that may be their best bet.
Confusion is even more prevalent in China, where the abstract reason of the Communist Party eclipses all the traditional millennia old physical patterns of communal living in town and country. China is neither a physical nor moral country, much more like a living AI (head or electromagnetism).
The principle of Tao or the Chinese Dragon is an uncontrollable force of crazed dance that existed in all towns in the vastness of the mainland. A primeval theme that allowed for variations of story and music. The physical that allows for the moral.
Similar things are true for the cosmic being Quetzalcoatl (Hyborian Bridge 78 etc) who visits Earth at equinoxes, appearing in shadow-form at El Castillo (Chichen Itza). Earth lies suspended between sun and moon, and these cosmic serpents or dragons enact extravagant balancing acts.
DH Lawrence in The Plumed Serpent (Hyborian Bridge 82) did suggest that religions are variations of a theme, and in this case the theme has to relate to Earth being suspended between sun and moon, and that is the physical reality.
I did notice in the book that he introduces quite casually Nordic elements to Quetzalcoatl, such as the Midgard serpent, probably because he thought the religions were variations on a single mystic root (Carl Jung, natch.)
The variations of irregular patterns existing over the Earth also applies for similar reasons to Howard’s Hyborian Age. Amongst all the c ontrasting beliefs of city-states and kingdoms, it’s noticeable that the followers of Set are the only ones to attempt world domination.

Set, in Howard’s mythos, is much more akin to our modernday sorcerers of the sun – dominating the human figure to such an extent that there exist man-serpents (Conan #7) and serpent-men, such as these from Conan #89
 


(Conan is reciting Red Sonja’s phrase from #24)



Thoth Amon desires not only rule, but the subjugation of mankind  - not by cosmic forces, but by the snake that is forever bound to its master; the sun. Thoth Amon you could liken to a twisted sun-god, or the false Apollo that invites slime.
(ch 4)
Thoth’s ram’s horns represent the abstraction and expansion of the head over the vibrancy of the body. This is always a sign of physical weakness and the false copy that only appears true – such as the man-serpent.
The false-copy can only gain a foothold where the primeval theme of Earth’s balance has been abandoned by the sorcerers of the sun.
Where the body is a false-copy, it does not have the strength that derives from the cycle of lifedeath – the cycle that follows the seasons of the Earth. Strength is in the soil that supports plantlife that grows and decays over the seasons in a fertile cycle.
This cycle is a primitive belief that sanctifies the land and life of a tribe – see BWS Adastra in Africa (Tales of Faith 2 etc). As mentioned, the hygiene-machines of modern Man do not allow for the primitive cycles that support a tribal culture (Bill Gates’ pathogen-killing toilet Hyborian Bridge 31). The reason is that Gates and others like him have no concern with death and decay; they are only concerned with the living, and once they cease to live they have no value.
Traditional tribal cultures are the exact opposite. They revere ancestors and preserve their memory in trees and shrines and land (Adastra again). The cycle of plantlife and decayand rebirth therefore strengthens their ancestral culture and their belief.
Where the physical culture of the land and people is strong (fertile) there is much less need for advanced cures relating to people is the abstract sense. In other words, people who are strong exist on fertile land that is theirs, that they work and venerate ancestrally (belief). People who are weak don’t have that and tend to live in cities.
This is the false Apollo that invites slime, since the very fact people need treatment implies they are less well. The same applies to other things, such as hazardous sex. What the false Apollo does is consider people when they are living, but not in the cyclical sense of death and decay and revival. The false Apollo supplies treatment for people in the abstract sense, discounting the strength of primitive cycles of lifedeath.

I saw this ad which looks really great, until you realize it is a treatment for the body as a machine that lives, and is a type of weakness.
 
The false Apollo invites slime because it invites weakness; it is a snake with the head of Apollo as in Howard’s story. The head is so fantastically convincing that one doesn’t realize until too late that there is no human figure atall, and it is sliding up to you.
Conan #7