The Mystery-Saint Vs. The Book of Daniel... part 1

So I have embarked on a mission of reading The Bible with an eye to the esoteric or occult gems hidden in there and believe me it's got it! The Bible I use is The Jerusalem Bible (check it out, one of the contributor's to the translation was J.R.Tolkien). I don't know how all these Xtians are so against Magick when it is all over their book! So I started with Daniel. This book is like a summer blockbuster movie y'all. It has magick, intrigue, lion's den's, angels in firey furnaces and dragons (?) Even a prophet getting picked up by the hair (OUCH!) by an angel and transported that way to Babylon to deliver Daniel a message. But that's getting ahead of the story.
Daniel's main thing is he will not give in and worship stone idols or the King, he won't sell out YHWH. However, Daniel somehow has the best nose for sniffing out the meaning of dreams in the area and this is going to save him.
So old Nebuchadenezz' wants to pick the best of these Israelite males to be like his own private think-tank:
"a certain number of boys of either royal or noble descent; they had to be without any physical defect... trained in every kind of wisdom..."
Now what is "every kind of wisdom"? For all the studying into the History of Religion and The Occult I have done I immediately think we are talking about Qabalah here. I think you could make a pretty good case that the Israelites were into the Qabalah at least since the time of Moses. Moses who was trained in all the magick of the Egyptians... So let's start with at least the impression that Daniel was performing magick and divination of some sort, probably a early form of Qabalah.
So these special boys of King Neb's are to eat and drink the food and wine left from the King's own table. Sounds good! But not to Daniel. YHWH has given some pretty strict dietary guidelines and Daniel is not about to break his diet. Daniel comes up with a brilliant plan, he is almost like the first personal trainer... "Please allow your servants a ten day's trial, during which we are given only vegetables and water to drink. You can then compare our looks with the boys who eat the King's food..."
Daniel is throwing it down. You wonder if any of the other Israelite boys were "foodie's" and if they felt like maybe Daniel had been a little hasty with all this water and vegetables craziness! So these four Israelite boys get their six packs a little tighter than the other gluttons and when The King asks to see their ab's Daniel says: "Here's the situation King!" Gradually these four become prominent members of The King's Court.

So now we get to the action. King Neb has a crazy dream and gets all his magicians, enchanters, sorcerers and Chaldeans (?) together to interpret this dream. But King Neb is tricky. He tells these Scryer's they must first tell him what his dream was and then interpret it. Obviously these dudes are a little taken back by this challenge, they thought they were going to be hearing a story and then doing some vague semantic dances with occult symbolism. Instead they don't get to hear what the original dream was; and like Charles Mingus said; "you can't improvise off nothing!" The King takes it to another level and really gets the Diviners shaking when he says; "... if you cannot tell me what I dreamt and what it means I will have you torn limb from limb and your houses razed to the ground (and your family forced to go on the Daniel Diet of vegetables and water)"
So the Sorcerers mumble a faint: "Let the King tell his dreams to his servants and we will reveal it's meaning."
This standoff repeats itself a few times until the Sorcerers say that what the King asks is impossible and well, that's it dudes. This backfires on all the sages in the land as the King now wants them all killed. Daniel finds out about this though through a connection and takes the initiative and goes home and has himself a night vision of the resolution to the King's dream.
Daniel then goes before the King and interprets his dream which has to do with a statue made of different metals which represents different ages of man, The Gold Age, Silver Age, Bronze Age and Iron and Earthen-ware Ages. I am just going to say this; it seems that if you are interpreting a dream for a King you really can't go wrong in assigning all the meaning to the King and his reign, I mean, King's are self-centered anyway, so this is just going to fit right in, basically you play on their vanity. And of course as the symbol of King Neb's reign is the Golden Head of the Statue it is inferred that after his reign it's all downhill...
So King Neb has a new top Magician... find out what happens in the next exciting Post!

Things behind the sun

Check out this link to a video of footage (allegedly) filmed by one of NASA's satellites which shows huge spherical objects that look loike small metal planets orbiting behind the and around the sun! Pretty freaky! Is this photo shop or is this real? It makes me think of the Nick Drake song; Things Behind the Sun! What did Nick know that we don't?

http://aliencasebook.blogspot.com/2010/01/video-hugh-ufos-orbiting-sun.html

Mystery-Saint vs. The Sandman

Mystery-Saint vs. The Sandman

Whoa. Somehow I escaped all the Sandman action when it was current. I came late to the Graphic Novel game. The first one that really nailed me to the wall was Alan Moore's tasteful Melodrama "From Hell".

Well over the last few months I have gotten hooked on The Sandman. From the first time in the comic book we see our Hero who has been invoked and trapped inside a magickal crystal by an Aleister Crowley style diabolist; I am hooked. The Sandman (or Morpheus; The Dream King) is like the ultimate thin drawn lost rock and roller, burning his candle at both ends to keep the world of Dream, which we mortals just take for granted, rocking around the clock. He's like the guy Robert Smith stole his look from; but the guy who actually knew how to work the symbols and scry in the glass, as opposed to just putting on his eye make-up on in the glass.

I read the different volumes out of order, based on what was available.

Along the Sandman journey I saw scenes of Horror and Romance, Tragedy and Comedy. I met other characters; Matthew the talking Raven, Thesallie the Witch, Dream's other siblings (Destiny, Destruction, Desire, Delirium, Despair and Death, who is the cute Punk Rock Girl of Your Dreams). There are many plots and subplots and much reference to occult mythology and fairy tales and practices of the cunning folk and even a little bit of Quantum Theory spookiness in the form of a little Science dropped by young Delirium on Dream about the nature of the Observer and how he alters the Observed in this mutable universe.

The art is beautiful throughout but I most liked the minimalist Murakami-esque super flat style of Volume 9: The Kindly Ones. The Bonus Volume Endless Nights has jaw dropping art as well.

Neil Gaiman's writing is clear and effective, even poetic at times. He has a natural musicality and better humour than most comic book writers. He doesn't dive as deeply into esoterica as Alan Moore but still seems to to know his way around around a grimoire or two. Reading this comic book coincided with my discovery of the band The Knife and I can't think of a better soundtrack album to this than "Silent Shout".

You won't be wasting time getting to know The Dream King, The Sandman, Lord Shaper, the one for whom everything is mutable except the rigid parameters of the Self, this is his journey to becoming unstuck, or what the Buddhists would call reaching Enlightenment and it may juyt the thing to get your consciousness unstuck as well.

Beginnings along the Sidereal Path of the Fool and Other Important B's

-It's funny, I'd forgotten how much more confident a mask can make you feel

As far as my beginnings on that somnambulating WAY of the FOOL, the well vetted SAGE Jesus/Yeshua was known to have said "The WIND blows wither it WILL, even so are all they that are reBORN of the SPIRIT." So the fool walks over the cliff, heedless of the danger...

Now Jesus/Yeshua according to the most recent data could have been a magic mushroom, a myth or an amalgamation of a few different DUSTY FEET WASHING holy dudes. In my mind he is the coolest SHAMAN who ever anointed anyone with HOLY OIL. And he's a CONSCIOUSNESS, Christ consciousness is brought forth from WITHIN. And Christ actually means the Anointed. So what we call being HIGH the ANCIENTS called being ANOINTED or POSSESSION by the SPIRIT of the LORD. Speaking in Tongues anyone? Many users of Psilocybin and other entheogens report Glossolalia and other symptoms resembling the Pentecost; when the Apostles began speaking in tongues holy nonsense which awed every man and woman to hear and understand the words in their own language. Which makes me think of the origins of poetry and chanting and rap and MF DOOM's line, something like; "it's not written in a book, the only way you find it is from spitting in the hook." Which makes me think of a level of poetry you only get in tune with by letting the Glossolalia spill out in an ANOINTED state.

(my kitten just said: "Aw go put that in your BLOG!") ... I'd have to lay some of the blame for my OUTLAW SPIRIT at the FEET'S of the BEATS. Jack Kerouac, William Burroughs, Allen Ginsberg (whom I met once at age twenty at a poetry reading, and got given the once over twice by the guy who looked like a little cardigan rabbi but read poetry like it was ROCK and ROLL!)

And now of late I'm soaking up Yeats:

"Turning and turning in the widening gyre

The falcon cannot hear the falconer

Things fall apart; the centre cannot hold

That twenty centuries of stony sleep

Were vexed to nightmare by a rocking cradle

And what rough beast, it's hour come round at last,

Slouches towards Bethlehem to be born?"

Some blame also goes to The Beatles and The Beach Boys. What? I guess my parents didn't care for the Rolling Stones. Too blatantly carnal for Jesus Freaks? So from a kid with his Mom's records and hell, I probably liked the outfits Sgt. Pepper's Lonely Hearts Club band wore more than anything musical I could actually dig at that age, then on to the Beats in Freshman Year at College.

Once you got a little hit of that OUTLAW TRUTH, that wild intoxicated poetic TRUTH that laughs with scorn at the little truths of science and materialism... it's all over after that folks, you need that TRUTH regular, you have to find a STEADY SUPPLY.

William "the Priest" Burroughs (mumbles): " az hunger like a BLACK YEN in the BONES."

Best thing about Ol Hombre Invisible is that if you read his last book written in his last year here on Humpty Dumpty Earth the OLD MAN has learned COMPASSION from taking care of his cats. He has learned to recognize consciousness in all that lives and moves and has a being as being sacred. Of the same SOURCE. Same guy who turned once to his wife and chittering with Benzedrine mumbled something like: "Isn't it about time we did our William Tell Act?"
As if in slow motion Joan places an apple on her head and grins sly and complicit like a BENZEDRINE EVE and William, though a gun enthusiast and practiced shot, misses the target (or not depending on what the apple was and what his wife was to him and which was the target at that SHADOWY moment). So Things fall apart, the centre cannot hold...

So now I take power from poetry and music and art and it's no harder to be nice than it is to be creepy and it's more FUN

So...

To resist uncertainty is to assert one's fear of it... HEAVEN above and EARTH below and MAN where Meets the TWAIN.

Into the Mystic

The Knower of Truth should go about the world outwardly stupid like a child, a madman or a devil... I could add Poet and Musician to that list... mysticism has no rules or results oriented courses of action, live consciuously in the midst of great uncertainty, make your peace with ambiguity, meet the ever coming chaos with a tranquil embrace... as AOS says: "Be ye Mystic."

There's a lot that the Mystery-Saint will be dealing with in this blog; Philosophy (Occult), Religion (Religion-bashing), Music, Movies (Movie-bashing), Our Materialist Culture (Materialist-bashing)... wait, let's forget all that bashing, I have got to get out of that duality, get into the non-duality... this world doesn't need to be judged, it needs to be loved...