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Natural Born Mystic™. Ascension Discourse on Love Pt XVlll. The Empathy Series. Sacred Farewell/The Return. Amera Ziganii Rao
Sacred Farewell ll. Amera Ziganii Rao
As the grief rips through me and hits me in my stomach, I grieve alongside my Other now, as he grieves his life too. You were my spiritual father as much as I was your spiritual mother. Indeed, that will always remain. As I recall Nancy Qualls Corbett’s insightful exploration of all that is the Sacred Whore from its anthropological root through to its spiritual significance through to its emotional point, I can see now, that the four different stages have to be four different partners perhaps.
We couldn’t make it further than the divine glory that we have been. The partnership to heal us both into our power, even if the healing is not apparent and our future dead. Extraordinary. Heart-wrenching. Numbing. Stupifying. And then, strangely a relief isn’t it.
We don’t have to fight anymore. The argument is over. We were just not meant to go any farther. Sacred Pimp for a reason, and so much better a role allocation, than Executioner. We are all Sacred Whores and Sacred Pimps or the other way round for gender. You healed me as I healed you. You ‘produced’ me as I performed. We were the partnership we wanted. We healed out of that vast magic of Hierophant threshold into the unspeakable profundity of the kind of love we know. The love that my other is too. The reason why I can even do what I am being asked to do.
He and I will go past the spiritual mother and father into Sophia and the male equivalent. The equals. The healed partners in joy.
For now, though, the era of grief. The quiet contemplation of the post mortem. The glory of who we are. The devastation of what is life. The recognition that out of this dirty life, you were everything and the first thing out of everything I had ever experienced that was worth anything more than two pence. That is something and a huge something, let alone the fact that I am privileged out of all non grace into the realisation that I don’t just get one man who was a giant in my life. I get two. With what I have seen of life, that is beyond extraordinary.
And it will have to do. We have all stepped into our other dimension thresholds anyway. You and I entered together, almost seven years ago. The so called ‘kundlini rising’. Yes. If they say so. We know different. We know what it was and how many layers of karmic grief and woundings and pain we have worked so hard to clear.
But not for each other. We healed each other. We became healers together. You were the giant of my life.
Amera Ziganii Rao © 2013
Doris Lessing
She emigrated to England with Peter and the manuscript of her first book, The Grass is Singing. It is set in Rhodesia and depicts a poor white farmer whose wife has a relationship with their African servant. Published in 1950, when she was 31, it marked her as a coming star, one prepared to challenge racist conventions. It also revealed her to be a novelist of huge natural gifts and technical command. Though dense with the smells and sights of the veldt, its technique owed much to the Russian novelists she had been devouring, especially Dostoevsky and Tolstoy. But the life of the writer meant she had to be selfish. 'Sentimentality is intolerable because it is false feeling,' she says. For the next five years she would pay a family in the country to take her young child off her hands for a fortnight at a time so that she could write. 'No one can write with a child around,' she says. 'It's no good. You just get cross.'......
Dropping out of school at age 14, she began a lifetime of self-education by reading major 19th-century Russian, French and English novels.
..Michiko Kakutani, reviewing the autobiography (Under My Skin) in The New York Times, said Ms. Lessing’s “matter-of-fact tone” in writing about this period leaves “a vivid if somewhat chilling picture of the author as a self-absorbed and heedless young woman.”
And, of course, there is her mother, who keeps arising in one guise or another. After reading the first volume of her autobiography, Mr. Coetzee commented: “There is something depressing in the spectacle of a woman in her 70s still wrestling with an unsubjugated ghost from the past. On the other hand, there is no denying the grandeur of the spectacle when the protagonist is as mordantly honest and passionately desirous of salvation as Doris Lessing.”
....When she fled to London to pursue her writing career and communist beliefs, Lessing left two toddlers with their father in South Africa (another, from her second marriage, went with her). She later said that at the time she thought she had no choice: "For a long time I felt I had done a very brave thing. There is nothing more boring for an intelligent woman than to spend endless amounts of time with small children. I felt I wasn't the best person to bring them up. I would have ended up an alcoholic or a frustrated intellectual like my mother."
Doris Lessing. Nobel Prize in Literature 2007
What the feminists want of me is something they haven't examined because it comes from religion. They want me to bear witness. What they would really like me to say is, 'Ha, sisters, I stand with you side by side in your struggle toward the golden dawn where all those beastly men are no more.' Do they really want people to make oversimplified statements about men and women? In fact, they do. I've come with great regret to this conclusion.
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Sacred Farewell lll. Amera Ziganii Rao
It's come down the flavours of the misogyny. It's about who the person is, and what comes after the fairy tale, even if it has been so supernaturally magical and profound. What comes after that, seems to be the quite ordinary but highly significant question. The flavour of misogyny. Just ignorance and selfishness as my own sickness was, or is it about belligerent trophism as a way of life, because life is just that.....dissolute, my dear.
Sacred Farewell lV. Amera Ziganii Rao
Don’t think of it like that. Ascension is the ultimate ego to soul transformation. It is most certainly not the process to enlightenment which is the glory in itself. You ‘met the goddess’ as mythologist Joseph Campbell says, almost seven years ago. We saved each other from hell. The spiritual training began four years ago. You are an advanced student. We are all students. I am just a superego student (not the Freud version as I am now researching) and not an ego student.
Your path in life – other than our mutual grief and pain and mutual healing now – is to find yours. To own the choice now that you have a different value system to me. You like beautiful women who are kind and accomplished companions. Grace Kelly. There is nothing wrong with that. No one could have given me the kind of attention you did, without this imbalance if you like. You ‘produced’ me by listening. By being my muse and being as fast as me in our spiritual intelligence of communication and visceral experience of spirit.
But you want something different and I was not built for a gilded cage. You have done so well. You continue to do well. Your daughters are becoming happier. You are a micro healer. A personal healer. I am a personal public healer. We are both healers. And have become healers through healing each other.
Ascension is just another level. Your appreciation of it, your understanding of it and your experience of it will take you into your next lifetime. Or you will ascend later on in this life, with another. Who knows where your destiny will lead you now but it will continue to be magical. You deserve it.
Don’t be sad. We are fucked over by fate. But you want a princess and I am a Valkyrie princess. I flex my muscles and I feel like you see me as a tomboy! It cannot go on. I is all grown up.
On a new journey now myself. My Warrior King and I have our own flavour to work out and I am off to work, despite both my men. I have my real family behind me. And with me. Let’s see where we go. I clearly belong to men.
I think the story is now becoming beautiful, in this tragic and bittersweet hour. And obviously alongside the horrendous truth of male supremacy, backed by this toilet of a world. No, I mean the beauty. The true sacredness of the ‘friend/mistress/Sacred Whore High Priestess/husband stealer/whatever’. The magical relationship that is the spiritual mother and father. The relationship, by proxy, in order to understand the esoteric intelligence of life. And love. The love wizardry that we have created and initiated. Your entrance to anima. To the female psyche you were forced to give up long ago. We have been in the shaman universe together. Healing both our psyches in ways that I feel are the true ways. We are after all born to be men and women. Not children. This over emphasis on family avoids the sacred truth once again. Adult, profound love is where the life and growth and love is at. The rest is preparation and the right to leave the nest.
First, I can see that like all marriages and mistress relationships – I prefer that to affairs, as I have never entered an ‘affair’ with the intention for anything other than relationship out of the affair – are the same. That’s going to take thought, but that’s the headline. We grew, we grew apart and now we are over. First marriage or mistress relationship marriage. It clearly has to be done. And it seems to me, the marriage I became through. I grieve not ‘just an affair’. I grieve a life with you. I can see the glory of what is coming out. Let’s redress the balance of perception.
The truth of all the silliness we are taught about what is tawdry and what is not. Tawdry is the tribe. Mastery is changing that tawdry to outlaw. In whatever ways we can. And you, my lovely, still can. You may continue to be a ‘good shepherd’ forever. You may continue to be a swashbuckler Lothario healer beauty all your life. So what. I still love you.
And so will someone else.
‘Shadows and Dust’. Remember the afterlife. Ascend as much as you can. It’s still ascension. You are a happier and confident person – that all sounds so polite and normal – you are healed. And you are loved. The rest will come.
Amera Ziganii Rao © 2013
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Where can I find a man (woman) who has forgotten words so I can have a word with him (her)? ~ Zhuangzi
- Robert Louis Stevenson
The Macho Intellectual Consciousness Passion of the Visceral Soul. Amera Ziganii Rao © 2011
First broadcast: Thursday 25 November 1999
I have always said and felt that true enjoyment can not be described. Rousseau
Hobbes
Amera Ziganii Rao © 2013
....Roger Penrose has an idea that somehow, understanding or 'insight' is going to be particularly enlightening, with respect to the subject of consciousness! And I fail to see that.
Roger Penrose
As a student in 1954, Penrose was attending a conference in Amsterdam when by chance he came across an exhibition of Escher's work. Soon he was trying to conjure up impossible figures of his own and discovered the tri-bar – a triangle that looks like a real, solid three-dimensional object, but isn't. Together with his father, a physicist and mathematician, Penrose went on to design a staircase that simultaneously loops up and down. An article followed and a copy was sent to Escher. Completing a cyclical flow of creativity, the Dutch master of geometrical illusions was inspired to produce his two masterpieces.
Penrose is well known for his 1974 discovery of Penrose tilings, which are formed from two tiles that can only tile the plane nonperiodically, and are the first tilings to exhibit fivefold rotational symmetry. Penrose developed these ideas based on the article Deux types fondamentaux de distribution statistique (1938; an English translation Two Basic Types of Statistical Distribution) by Czech geographer, demographer and statistician Jaromír Korčák. In 1984, such patterns were observed in the arrangement of atoms in quasicrystals. Another noteworthy contribution is his 1971 invention of spin networks, which later came to form the geometry of spacetime in loop quantum gravity. He was influential in popularising what are commonly known as Penrose diagrams (causal diagrams).
In 2004 Penrose released The Road to Reality: A Complete Guide to the Laws of the Universe, a 1,099-page book aimed at giving a comprehensive guide to the laws of physics. He has proposed a novel interpretation of quantum mechanics.
Penrose is the Francis and Helen Pentz Distinguished (visiting) Professor of Physics and Mathematics at Pennsylvania State University. He is also a member of the Astronomical Review Editorial Board.
In 2010, Penrose reported possible evidence, based on concentric circles found in WMAP data of the CMB sky, of an earlier universe existing before the Big Bang of our own present universe. He mentions this evidence in the epilog of his 2010 book Cycles of Time, a book in which he presents his reasons, to do with Einstein's field equations, the Weyl curvature C, and the Weyl curvature hypothesis, that the transition at the big bang could have been smooth enough for a previous universe to survive it. He made several conjectures about C and the WCH, some of which were subsequently proved by others, and the smoothness is real. In simple terms, he believes that the singularity in Einstein's field equation at the big bang is only an apparent singularity, similar to the well known apparent singularity at the Event horizon of a Black hole. The latter singularity can be removed by a change of coordinate system, and Penrose proposes a different change of coordinate system that will remove the singularity at the big bang. This was a daring step, relying on certain conjectures being proved, but these have subsequently been proved. One implication of this is that the major events at the big bang can be understood without unifying General relativity and quantum mechanics, and therefore we are not necessarily constrained by the Wheeler-DeWitt equation, which messes up time.
In more recent evidence of an earlier universe, the European Spaces Agency's space probe Planck, which now has the most detailed and precise data on anisotropies in the CMB has detected a large hole, which suggests the imprint of a previous universe.
Penrose has written books on the connection between fundamental physics and human (or animal) consciousness. In The Emperor's New Mind (1989), he argues that known laws of physics are inadequate to explain the phenomenon of consciousness. Penrose proposes the characteristics this new physics may have and specifies the requirements for a bridge between classical and quantum mechanics (what he calls correct quantum gravity). Penrose uses a variant of Turing's halting theorem to demonstrate that a system can be deterministic without being algorithmic. (E.g., imagine a system with only two states, ON and OFF. If the system's state is ON if a given Turing machine halts, and OFF if the Turing machine does not halt, then the system's state is completely determined by the Turing machine, however there is no algorithmic way to determine whether the Turing machine stops.)
Penrose believes that such deterministic yet non-algorithmic processes may come into play in the quantum mechanical wave function reduction, and may be harnessed by the brain. He argues that the present computer is unable to have intelligence because it is an algorithmically deterministic system. He argues against the viewpoint that the rational processes of the mind are completely algorithmic and can thus be duplicated by a sufficiently complex computer. This contrasts with supporters of strong artificial intelligence, who contend that thought can be simulated algorithmically. He bases this on claims that consciousness transcends formal logic because things such as the insolubility of the halting problem and Gödel's incompleteness theorem prevent an algorithmically based system of logic from reproducing such traits of human intelligence as mathematical insight. These claims were originally espoused by the philosopher John Lucas of Merton College, Oxford.
The Penrose/Lucas argument about the implications of Gödel's incompleteness theorem for computational theories of human intelligence has been widely criticised by mathematicians, computer scientists and philosophers, and the consensus among experts in these fields seems to be that the argument fails, though different authors may choose different aspects of the argument to attack. Marvin Minsky, a leading proponent of artificial intelligence, was particularly critical, stating that Penrose "tries to show, in chapter after chapter, that human thought cannot be based on any known scientific principle." Minsky's position is exactly the opposite – he believes that humans are, in fact, machines, whose functioning, although complex, is fully explainable by current physics. Minsky maintains that "one can carry that quest [for scientific explanation] too far by only seeking new basic principles instead of attacking the real detail. This is what I see in Penrose's quest for a new basic principle of physics that will account for consciousness."
Penrose responded to criticism of The Emperor's New Mind with his follow up 1994 book Shadows of the Mind, and in 1997 with The Large, the Small and the Human Mind. In those works, he also combined his observations with that of anaesthetist Stuart Hameroff.
Penrose and Hameroff have argued that consciousness is the result of quantum gravity effects in microtubules, which they dubbed Orch-OR (orchestrated objective reduction). Max Tegmark, in a paper in Physical Review E, calculated that the time scale of neuron firing and excitations in microtubules is slower than the decoherence time by a factor of at least 10,000,000,000. The reception of the paper is summed up by this statement in Tegmark's support: "Physicists outside the fray, such as IBM's John A. Smolin, say the calculations confirm what they had suspected all along. 'We're not working with a brain that's near absolute zero. It's reasonably unlikely that the brain evolved quantum behavior'". Tegmark's paper has been widely cited by critics of the Penrose–Hameroff position.
In their reply to Tegmark's paper, also published in Physical Review E, the physicists Scott Hagan, Jack Tuszynski and Hameroff claimed that Tegmark did not address the Orch-OR model, but instead a model of his own construction. This involved superpositions of quanta separated by 24 nm rather than the much smaller separations stipulated for Orch-OR. As a result, Hameroff's group claimed a decoherence time seven orders of magnitude greater than Tegmark's, but still well short of the 25 ms required if the quantum processing in the theory was to be linked to the 40 Hz gamma synchrony, as Orch-OR suggested. To bridge this gap, the group made a series of proposals. It was supposed that the interiors of neurons could alternate between liquid and gel states. In the gel state, it was further hypothesized that the water electrical dipoles are oriented in the same direction, along the outer edge of the microtubule tubulin subunits. Hameroff et al. proposed that this ordered water could screen any quantum coherence within the tubulin of the microtubules from the environment of the rest of the brain. Each tubulin also has a tail extending out from the microtubules, which is negatively charged, and therefore attracts positively charged ions. It is suggested that this could provide further screening. Further to this, there was a suggestion that the microtubules could be pumped into a coherent state by biochemical energy.
Finally, it is suggested that the configuration of the microtubule lattice might be suitable for quantum error correction, a means of holding together quantum coherence in the face of environmental interaction. In the last decade, some researchers who are sympathetic to Penrose's ideas have proposed an alternative scheme for quantum processing in microtubules based on the interaction of tubulin tails with microtubule-associated proteins, motor proteins and presynaptic scaffold proteins. These proposed alternative processes have the advantage of taking place within Tegmark's time to decoherence.
Hameroff, in a lecture in part of a Google Tech talks series exploring quantum biology, gave an overview of current research in the area, and responded to subsequent criticisms of the Orch-OR model. In addition to this, a recent 2011 paper by Roger Penrose and Stuart Hameroff gives an updated model of their Orch-OR theory, in light of criticisms, and discusses the place of consciousness within the universe.
Phillip Tetlow, although himself supportive of Penrose's views, acknowledges that Penrose's ideas about the human thought process are at present a minority view in scientific circles, citing Minsky's criticisms and quoting science journalist Charles Seife's description of Penrose as "one of a handful of scientists" who believe that the nature of consciousness suggests a quantum process.
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Sacred. Amera Ziganii Rao
Love, love, love and love. A new style is coming. My story of consciousness. The pain was too much today. Too, too much. Let's just stand back and get the bigger picture. The love is there. What our destinies are, we shall see. But we need the hope. We deserve it. Let's get mythical. Let's go into the universal love of the Sacred Whore High Priestess Hierophant Avatar Valkyrie. Let's find the Sacred Pimp. Let's all heal. Let's all love. New stories. Weaving. Flying. Delivering the inner workings of consciousness. Truly, my pleasure. Down with reptiles. Up with love. All love. The Giants. My Giants. You.
I have always said and felt that true enjoyment can not be described. Rousseau
A man (woman) of courage is also full of faith. Cicero
Before beginning, plan carefully. Cicero
The spirit is the true self. The spirit, the will to win, and the will to excel are the things that endure. Cicero
Both to be wise and to love is scarcely granted even to the gods themselves. Publius Syrus
The state is not abolished, it withers away. Friedrich Engels
Men (women) shrink less from offending one who inspires love than one who inspires fear. Machiavelli
True praise comes often even to the lowly; false praise only to the strong. Seneca
Sacred ll. Amera Ziganii Rao
Consciousness is the opening up into the different senses of the brain, the mind and the so called imagination. Consciousness is conscious imagination if you like. Consciousness is reading the symbols and listening to the silence. Consciousness is hard work with constant thought, detective work and decisions. Making decisions from the magic. The key is the self belief and the self belief is generated by experience and constant exposure. Practise Consciousness is entering the Universe's mind. Consciousness is 'retrieving your soul'. Consciousness is about VISCERALLY - which could mean emotionally as in controlling the emotions into neat little packages inside and taming rage - entering the higher mind. The Other Mind. The mind that can only be lived in if the passion to reach that mind of big experience is primal enough. Because it actually takes only one thing. Knocking on the door of the Universe. The spiritual crisis. The one you are having now. Over me. That is visceral healing. you change because I 'inspire' you to be a better person. That's how normal society says it, right? We've just made that process professional. Hierophant and Sacred Whore High Priestess professional. Women are doing it all over the world. And the men who are the Lolita sons if you like, to the Werewolf Mamas. I just find the language. The language of the story before history. Fuck history. I want the story. The real story.
The Crossing of the Return Threshold. Joseph Campbell
The trick in returning is to retain the wisdom gained on the quest, to integrate that wisdom into a human life, and then maybe figure out how to share the wisdom with the rest of the world. This is usually extremely difficult.
Master (Female Master) of the Two Worlds
In myth, this step is usually represented by a transcendental hero like Jesus or Buddha. For a human hero (heroine), it may mean achieving a balance between the material and spiritual. The person has become comfortable and competent in both the inner and outer worlds.
Freedom to Live
Mastery leads to freedom from the fear of death, which in turn is the freedom to live. This is sometimes referred to as living in the moment, neither anticipating the future nor regretting the past.
Paulo Coelho on Joseph Campbell
Sacred lll. Amera Ziganii Rao
As I see the process now of the path to love, and I take in all that Nancy Qualls Corbett (The Sacred Prostitute) has taught about the journey to the Sacred Whore, as I have shared with you before, the Sacred Whore has to make the journey to the Sacred Whore herself.
I see what both our karmic terror is. On the political, through to the psychological levels now. My Other, my Sacred Brother Warrior Lover as he moved me to describe him as, had the apparent courage that you apparently did not have. Through our journey together, he has shown me what you showed me. That there is no courage for the Sacred Whore High Priestess Hierophant Avatar Valkyrie. That is the truth of mistress. And we are going to sort it out.
As I now, with courage and gratitude return to my Sacred Father Warrior Husband Lover – with the sadness of giving up other dreams and other lives – with the connection intact for eternity – I see no judgment in that at last, because I have recognised first, how big my own lack of courage and self belief for the whole truth of this is and how we are all allowed to be scared. I also see how he deserves to be a Sacred Father Warrior Husband Lover too. He is. His Sacred Whore High Priestess Hierophant Avatar Valkyrie Lolita is out there too. I belong to you. I am returned. And I thank you. He brought me back and I will always thank him.
His addition to the material has been seminal. Let alone me. It may always be, as I find out who we all are. Our Sacred roles in the Sacred Society. The Biblical truth. As I find out the real history of the world. There are now three of us that vibrate the same. There may be more. I am still in shock that there is someone else. Vibration is the spiritual family. The real connections we were born to find.
The real connections that make us happy and hopeful and give us meaning and drive. This is spiritual power too. Given spiritual power gifts. Comrades. Family. Let’s see what it is all for. But whatever it could be for, the power of the love is our most important weapon. Demons die under love. We are all here to do something. And it is converging. Let’s get political. And play. On whatever level of existence. We are all Wizard. Alpha Material Achiever Wizards. Let’s build an army.
Consciousness, Continued
Whether it is reptiles at the top or just extremely cruel men, and the women who serve them, it doesn’t matter. The politics of consciousness is crucial, but not the conspiracy details. I will enter all that research and I will commune the truth but those are not the important factors. The important factor is that the soul clearly never dies. Karmic memory and the memory of Utopia and the demand for the right to be happy is a GOD given right on earth to pursue. I now recognise that this was my journey too, and as I settle into the new pace – I see the new work as a two year project to give me the right context of time, objectivity, space and professional need for excellence and indeed material business intellectual property – while I yearn in dreaming that you come through the door right now – that’s fine. I had to make the same journey and thanks to my Sacred Brother Warrior Lover and all like him – the beautiful people we meet on the way to keep us compassionate in the middle of so much terror, blame and lack of objectivity – I have found empathy with men and the women like you. That’s why we are ready to begin again.
I am growing self belief. You are growing self belief, both for the pragmatic reasons of your life and the karmic memory of our existence. Neither can be underestimated and in that is the safety of confidence. We are here to heal and to create magic. And the whole family is on board. The love has been made universal. The love has been made to include the special group. The Warrior Class. The broken wizards, female and male who have so much to contribute to this earth on such a spectacular level. The broken wizards, back for justice.
The adult love relationships that we have, The Warrior Class in particular, are not relationships. They are divine partnerships for the divine journey on this planet, to return to The Source. The pure heart. The heart of the Unicorn and the heart of the Lion. Both. Spiritual power and physical world (hunter) power.
They are also, to bring us back to political justice. That will take time for self belief, knowledge, courage and will. We are all broken, cynical, GOD hating, angry and lost wizards.
I am speaking to you, my Werewolf King, my first Warrior King, and now recall that you are all Warrior too. The belief in you has been absolutely merged with my blame and terror that I had to fend for myself. But it’s not that. It’s martyrdom. Scheherazade is a martyr. I have only just caught up to that. What is a martyr though is the details. I am getting it so far. And it does not any longer feel like ‘martyrdom’. It was also about the essential genius of who we are and what miracle we are receiving. It was to stand up alone, with each other. It was coming, we talked about it, but when it came, I ran too. We are now able to separate and unite. We had to lose each other to come back. We had to be both resurrected, after such a UNIVERSE war.
And we have our friends on board. The group is made. The family has grown. The family that we all really are, and as we expand more and more into both the unseen and seen world, we feel that family in each moment.
This is the spiritual language of overcoming all that is love dependency and neediness. It is our ‘psychic’ gifts that make us independent. The rest is the emotional catching up. Our seminal struggle with freedom and wanting to be close to another. It’s huge. Society speaks of it like it is the easiest thing in the world. It is nothing short of love genius and we have achieved it, even with this quite monstrously beautiful level of love.
Richard Burton and Elizabeth Taylor are overcome. Vivien Leigh and Lawrence Olivier are overcome. 9 and a half Weeks is overcome. Rochester is arisen.
However, now it is courage. Mutual, karmic, expanding into highest consciousness of courage, courage. Will. Healing, not with me, but with Her. For you, for my Other, for everyone. Whatever levels we can do it too, I will cover that in the work.
And after all I speak most for my people. The Nymphs, the Cinderella archetype, the lost Sacred Whore High Priestess Hierophant Avatar Valkyries. I speak also now, in equality and love, about the men and women who love them.
Now I can see that the utilisation of my vast material of my own journey to consciousness and spiritual power and now material power is for anyone who can hear it, across Werewolf and Nymph. That is togetherness on a level with you that I had almost forgotten and I know it is the same for you.
Ego or soul, Nymph or Werewolf, Hierophant Monarch or Earth Priest King, we are all what Doreen Virtue describes as Knight Paladin. Mystic Angels. Sacred Warriors. What we are all learning is how to live and love while we serve. Six and a half years ago, neither of us wanted to serve while we already articulated we wanted to. This is how we serve. By loving and living and standing up for who we truly are.
We serve therefore, through the pursuit of happiness. Everything that society has told us we are not allowed to do.
I had to assert that in my own home, with you. You have to assert it in the world and me too. We have the right to live. Now, we are going to create it.
Amera Ziganii Rao © 2013
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Each shrill cry that one emitted the other echoed, but at a higher pitch, rising in agonized harmony like desperate cries of martyred saints. Marcel Proust
I'm not telling you it is going to be easy, I'm telling you it's going to be worth it. Sports Motivation
John F. Kennedy is the fourth U.S. president to be killed while in office. Today in 1963
Art raises its head where creeds relax. Friedrich Nietzsche
The only way that a human being could fail 2 express Divinity would B 4 a human thought, or action
2 B other thn Divine, which is impossible. Neale Donald Walsch
Buy someone's coffee, hold the elevator door, give a stranger a compliment- go ahead, make someone's day. Oprah Winfrey
Meditate, relax, and dream instantly with the Dream Weaver App for your iPhone and Android devices. Deepak Chopra
Most people dabble their way through life, never deciding to master anything in particular. ~ Tony Robbins
Worthy of her I try to prove | But she is cold to me, and scorned | Thus in my unrequited love | Oh, I shall pass away unmourned. Kentoku
"In the Zen the ego enters into God. God enters into the ego. Both." ~Taisen Deshimaru
Perhaps love is the process of my leading you gently back to yourself. ~ Antoine de Saint-Exupery
Pretend you are in Eastenders by not having a washing machine and shout everything. Nino Firetto
Yesterday I loved, today I suffer, tomorrow I die: but I still think fondly, today and tomorrow, of yesterday. G.E.Lessing
The mystery of existence is the connection between our faults and our misfortunes. ~ Madame de Stael
Why are women more likely to care for aging parents-and drop out of the workforce to do it? Slate
Just because you have the emotional range of a teaspoon doesn't mean we all have. J.K. Rowling
In Christianity neither morality nor religion come into contact with reality at any point. Friedrich Nietzsche
Fear cannot be without hope nor hope without fear. Spinoza
The only time you mustn't fail is the last time you try. - Charles F. Kettering
Be a philosopher but, amid all your philosophy be still a man (woman). David Hume
The harvest of old age is the recollection and abundance of blessing previously secured. Cicero
Science is nothing but perception. Plato
After the rain, the sun will reappear. There is life. After the pain, the joy will still be here. Bambi 2
Rightly defined philosophy is simply the love of wisdom. Cicero
There are three classes of men (women); lovers of wisdom, lovers of honor, and lovers of gain. Plato
To be, or not to be, that is the question:
Whether 'tis Nobler in the mind to sufferThe Slings and Arrows of outrageous Fortune,
Or to take Arms against a Sea of troubles,
And by opposing end them: to die, to sleep
No more; and by a sleep, to say we end
The Heart-ache, and the thousand Natural shocks
That Flesh is heir to? 'Tis a consummation
Devoutly to be wished. To die, to sleep,
To sleep, perchance to Dream; Aye, there's the rub,
For in that sleep of death, what dreams may come,
When we have shuffled off this mortal coil,
Must give us pause. There's the respect
That makes Calamity of so long life:
For who would bear the Whips and Scorns of time,
The Oppressor's wrong, the proud man's Contumely,
The pangs of despised Love, the Law’s delay,
The insolence of Office, and the Spurns
That patient merit of the unworthy takes,
When he himself might his Quietus make
With a bare Bodkin? Who would Fardels bear,
To grunt and sweat under a weary life,
But that the dread of something after death,
The undiscovered Country, from whose bourn
No Traveller returns, Puzzles the will,
And makes us rather bear those ills we have,
Than fly to others that we know not of.
Thus Conscience does make Cowards of us all,
And thus the Native hue of Resolution
Is sicklied o'er, with the pale cast of Thought,
And enterprises of great pitch and moment,
With this regard their Currents turn awry,
And lose the name of Action. Soft you now,
The fair Ophelia? Nymph, in thy Orisons
Be all my sins remembered.
William Shakespeare
Metaphysics is a dark ocean without shores or lighthouse, strewn with many a philosophic wreck. Emmanuel Kant
I have no need for good souls: an accomplice is what I wanted. Sartre
Let not your mind run on what you lack as much as on what you have already. Marcus Aurelius
Once open never closed. Never closed again. Never closed always open. Harold Pinter
If you don't have time to do it right, when will you have time to do it over? John Wooden
If you judge, investigate. Seneca
There simply is no more powerful healing energy than unconditional love. Chunyi Lin
"Someone's sitting in the shade today because someone planted a tree a long time ago." Warren Buffett
Always try to be yourself. Russell Simmons
Pressure can burst a pipe, or pressure can make a diamond. Robert Horry
I'll suck you in and blow you out in little bubbles. Harold Pinter
Meanwhile, the regular work. It's the need and the anger behind rage that has to be tamed. Keep the rage and the passion. The anger is the part to heal. The trust of intimacy. Need is not love. Speaking from the place of need IS love. Projecting unconscious anger from the emotion of need without knowing why, is anger. Honing and training.
Amera Ziganii Rao © 2013
Sacred V. Self Love. Amera Ziganii Rao
Recognise the tedious intrusion of fear and ignore it. See what happens. Just breathe and ignore it.
Decide to believe what you really feel and not what you think you feel.
Sacred Vl. Amera Ziganii Rao
And remember the fight began with what we know now is Daughter Mother Dependency. That emotional wounding, sickness of terror of loss, is your archetype's ego to convert. Do not forget that the route of all male supremacy and fights with women, are over that, from your end. We are all archetypes and it is all normal. Earth makes us sick. We can heal.
You maintain the dominant and you lose the bully. That is the conversion from your ego to your soul.
Use the power you have and don't abuse it. You have learnt what is using and what is abusing because you have re-programmed yourself out of what you were taught. How to lead.
Either archetype is taught to be a bad leader. To lead ourselves is the challenge, even with the person who takes our breath away.
In ego, I know and remember well, very well, that that 'excitement' is raw terror of crippling numbness. I remember.
Conversion is taking that terror and just laughing at it inside and just getting out of the way. I know your terror. You know mine.
This kind of love can never be tamed so that the fear is not there. This is powerful love. A too hot to handle kind of love. Thrilling love. The conversion from ego to soul is to try and 'enjoy' that raw terror. That terror of loss, of rejection, of being hurt, of needing affirmation but not getting it there and then, of needing me more than you have ever needed anything in your entire life.
This kind of love cannot carry rage at the mother. Your heart cannot carry that rage anymore. Let it go. Throw it all out of the window, throw the baby out WITH the bath water. Just get rid of it all.
Be reborn. Be you. Be on the inside, the way you look on the outside. Deserve your love too. You parented yourself because there was no one who could help. You are your own parent. You have been beaten out of needing that illusionary love of perfection. Of the perfect, devoted and present daughter wife. You are strong enough to love a 'strong' woman too. Because you are finally a strong man. You like your own strength, your own emotional, spiritual and intellectual strength. You like how it gets you into trouble. You like how it disrupts everything. You like flying. And that is why you like me.
One day, it is said, the pain of not doing something overtakes the pain of doing it. Your inspiration is returned.
Amera Ziganii Rao © 2013
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Sacred Vll. Amera Ziganii Rao
The empathy is this. We have the same passion. We have always had the same passion. Mine is contained. Yours is not.
Sociology makes it very simple, I would say. Girls are brought up to silence themselves. Boys are brought up to be anything but silent.
The amount of intuition this world is still, politely allowed to carry, (having killed off all our spiritual gifts, and made us all terrified of even exploring them), is developed by girls because we have to very fast, understand why we are in danger and why no one wants us to talk. The mind turns into itself and emotion is repressed, suppressed and depressed. Ego is essentially confusion. The world makes us all mad.
In other words, that's why I am ill and you are not. My ego was so far suppressed, that it exploded out into illness and the spiritual crisis that has been my 17 years. That's why I am ill and my brother is not. Your 'illness' is that you just do not trust yourself anymore. And you are very very angry. You have been beaten, vilified, criticised and rejected forever, for what you THINK is your self.
In ego we feel so shocked. Shocked about everything. We try and avoid fear, conflict, reality, truth, the bitch or bastard standing in front of us, the beautiful person standing in front of us, the truth of any communication going on. We are too scared, too neurotic and too uncentered.
A girl has to spend a great deal of time looking within, to find out how to be on earth. A boy doesn't. On the contrary. With all that we have learnt about the legacies of this strange world, the ‘Narcisssus’ Society demands that men most certainly do not look within. It begins as young boys. You become ‘work horses’ to be prepared for a life of toil. Feeling is a self indulgent luxury. That is what makes you slower in your spiritual intelligence. You never needed to use it. To become spiritual intelligence takes pain. And of course exposure to the correct education.
As I read the philosophies of the world now, of course, they are fascinating, despite the fact that I don’t trust any world that has no females before the last century sort of thing, but they are really boring. I remember why I walked away from news journalism and all that is the ordinary world. The cerebral heart. Boring. I lived, breathed and worked from that heart. With my real, passionate heart, banging on the door and being stealthily ignored, until it came out in fear or rage or just pure contempt. At the same time, to discover what my subject matter is, was not easy. We are all programmed with particular concepts of power and we are all in pursuit of power, whether it is recognition for what we do, are, look like, etc. it’s all power. The hunter. And responsible, civic duty led hunters are the worst. I had to be tamed into submission. I was out of control and it was one thing. The cerebral mind, the coward heart of conformity and the terror of actually existing. It was just pure terror that caught up with me. I had suppressed feeling for so long I was nothing BUT the mortal husk. But suppression or over articulation, these are the same rages. Same sicknesses and same woundings.
As a male in society, you are taught to show that passion off, as long as it is not sensual. That fooled me too, until I understood. Your archetype, male or female, are loud. Ain’t no suppression going on there. But it is not the heart. It is when you are relaxed. And this is the key. Ego to soul conversion is taking the violence and making it sexual. Making it sensual. Making it creative. Making it sensitive.
Rage + heart = courage, says Erica Jong. The ego is rage. The soul is heart. The surface emotions, expressed by your archetype and almost judged by my archetype, are not the feelings. Emotion is the THOUGHT of the outer heart, which has to be then mastered by the inner heart, the heart of the real feeling of the ego. The emotion feels like feeling. It is not. The feeling is underneath. The feeling is underneath.
Moving through your female psyche too, to go alongside the male psyche. Spiritual power is above all one word. Love. Spiritual power is love. The ability to love, the strength to love and the strength of love. The intelligence of love.
In a lesser spiritual power, the psyche is thought. Thought is currently, governing the whole of your mind and body and soul. This is lower thought.
One of the philosophy sessions I am studying, came out with the amused concept that there could be anything logical in intuition.
I smiled. The whole reason I developed this gift of my mind, so belligerently and devotedly, is because I have one of the craziest hearts of passion in the world. In case you hadn’t noticed. I keep an iron grip on it. We have a good relationship now. The logic of intuition is exactly what the Sacred Whore High Priestess Society is about. Spiritual intelligence. Girls in general are used to thinking about how they come across. They have to. We are Cinderellas in a world where the prince charmings are lost too. Boys are not used to thinking about how they come across. You as archetype call that spontaneity. Its not. Spontaneity is CERTAINTY. The certainty of feeling, merged with emotion, and trusting yourself. Just being, after practise of that process. Take the emotion, ask the thought, ask the feeling behind the thought, throw it out the window in whatever way you need to, by EXAMINING it and then speaking or communicating from it.
In other words, life is bloody hard work and that’s just to be in control of oneself and still happy as a person inside and not with a yoke around one’s neck. This society is just that. Control emotion by putting a yoke on and then, oops, there’s a lot of violence. Alchemy is to take that emotion and dance with it and decide if you want it or not. Certainly not as light as that sounds. But definitely possible.
You are still baulking at the WORK of love. Absolutely. The greatest disappointment in the world – other than being in a fridge of a black skied country for a winter again – is to find out that love has to be work too. It makes the ego very very angry, cruel, harsh and numb. Ego despairs into rage at that. Love was supposed to be the one place where you could…return to the womb. It is and it is not. It has to be treated with care. But you have to be yourself too.
Intimacy is the certainty of being able to be yourself with another person. Intimacy is therefore the certainty of being able to be yourself with yourself. Intimacy is then, the final acceptance of life. The realness of life, because life has become so magical. You want the magic. Think of me. Feel me. The magic inspires. Believe the inspiration. Be magic.
Love is hard work. And it does make us angry before the conversion. And the more wounded we are, the more angry we are that love is not that place. That is the abandoned child and the deep romantic, nebulous beauty of who you are. Of who I am.
But it goes much deeper than that again of course. Rage at existence my Marcus Vinicius. Rage at existence. Rage at God, The Mother, The Universe, rage at being born. Rage at all that this planet is and that everything is so much hard work and that you have waited for freedom and Ascension as long as me.
And we all carry the legacy of the Dracula heart. Mine is done. We wait for yours. As we do, remember that ego is the wounded part of you, not the part of you that should not exist. Ego is ambition. Ego is the drive to get out of bed. The drive for power. The drive to create. The drive to achieve. The drive to sex. The drive to love. The drive. Ego is the drive. At the same time, so is soul.
Our pain comes when ego clashes with soul, in ego or superego, certainly.
Soul is the ability to say no. No to the ego and yes to love, despite all the pain of crucifixion. You know this now I feel. Consciousness is repetition and it gets through to almost different parts of your brain each time. The map is filled out every single time, a bit more. Soul is the ability to say no to the ego while parenting it in every way from temporary self indulgence to thanking it for having looked after you so far to telling it to fuck off.
The conversion is war on yourself. As a wounded person we resent that deeply. That is the alchemical challenge of all lifetimes. Can you win against yourself.
Yes you can. You are not ego. You are love. You are me. You are you. You are. See yourself through the eyes of those that love you. See yourself through my eyes. I cleansed the darkness of your ego. You are now in the light. Now you are ready to go to war. Starting with you. You want to be you.
Amera Ziganii Rao © 2013
Sacred Vlll. Amera Ziganii Rao
Heavy duty but this time it is short term and temporary. Stay with the Vortex one last time. You have worked on this for six and a half years. The ego is going to get very very upset and resistant now and you are going to blame me. Remember the love.
Remember that no one loves you like me. And no one loves you more. There will be happiness at the other end. You were taught to bully. I was taught to bully. Everyone is taught to bully.
And then we have to spend a lifetime defending the fire of glory of divinity of passion inside us.
You have a right to fire, to passion and to power.
Cruelty can be very quiet and often is.
It is the hurt you want to get rid of. Self love is loving yourself. The bullying you received in the pivotal part of your life was not your fault and neither was it personal.
It was their need, their hurt and their wounding in turn.
You are the one who gets to turn around 8000 years. They hurt you then and they will hurt you now. It was not personal, but it was. Jealousy and need is not parenting. They just didn't like us.
I do. I like you. Who the fuck else do you have to worry about?
The healing begins with me. My love is true. My love can be relied on. My love is pure. My love is healthy. My love is love. And yes, I really like you. I always have.
The rest is God. Why you were born to who you were born to, why you were born in what circumstances you were born to and so on. These crucial questions that drive us mad.
To make you pure love. You are a healer. You have been tested your whole life. You are a Warrior Healer. You became fascistic with your hurt and pain. Now you are not. You are becoming a love genius.
And your bliss is that I am one too.
Amera Ziganii Rao © 2013
Sacred lX. Amera Ziganii Rao
Lovely ladies and lovely gentlemen. Today we return to the sister and brother relationship. Fascism, in a political, society context or in a casual, domestic, behind closed doors, every man’s home is his castle, manner, is a particular way of life.
Handling the fascist. As children, we don’t know that fascism, abusive control, might is right kind of power, are immoral. We do, we most certainly do. If anyone knows that a child does. We are however launched into a state of terror. When someone is launched into a state of terror, and obviously only half awake and completely at the mercy of adults, and we don’t know for SURE, that fascism is actually human sickness and human evil and human badness, we blame ourselves. We also blame our other. For people who have had sisters as girls or brothers as boys, it may be a completely different dynamic. Not sure about that, but clearly, there must be differences. Maybe, more camaraderie. (Amazing, I love it when I have no idea of a spelling) Cain and Abel, to take a Biblical myth would disagree.
The sister and brother though is a specific dynamic, especially if both siblings are heterosexual. We are both young together as a symbolic Adam and Eve. Eve, if you like, is so busy being terrified and defending herself and being traumatised by what is happening to the mother, identifying naturally with her because she is female too and because she is already aware that her father appears to prefer her to her mother and this embarrasses and delights her at the same time, if we go back to the deep recesses of our first mind and Sigmund Freud. Of course. What C G Jung calls The Eros Daughter.
I am not talking about you with your daughters. Let’s keep it to our generation, of when we were children, before we ever address the personal pragmatism of your own fatherhood. Not that it should count in Hierophant work, but I am not a literal mother, while I have most certainly been a literal daughter and sister. Second, we are talking about the root causes of your current pain.
Now a boy is moving through a different dynamic. I am only consciously exploring that now, from that age. You are afraid and terrified and paralysed too. Fascism is a system that demands total mad atmosphere silence and control and mad rules that everyone has to adhere to, and no one looking at each other while they do it, so everyone can stay SAFE.
The essential rule is to stay safe. In terror we do not turn to other people. We turn inwards and lose faith in everyone, everything and anything. We are traumatised. We are not upset so that it clears a few hours later. Because fascism is one thing. No resolve, no resolution and no growth.
It is the same madness again and again and again and as we have now fully covered, in the institutional system that is family, male fascism is actively bred, encouraged and almost demanded. In other words, this is why ‘Stanley Kowalski’ in Tennessee Williams’ A Streetcar Named Desire thinks what he does is normal. His father did it too. His uncles do it too. The man down the road does it too. Men beat women. Men criticise women. Men bully women. Men do this, men do that, men do what you do. You do what men do.
Why wouldn’t you? I remember, several magical soulmates back, over 20 years ago, that I became highly embarrassed with myself, because I couldn’t show public love for the man I was in love with.
At that time, and it is so lethal, even though ironic, seeing as how my work and us and all of this crazy show of the exploration of love has happened, to fall in love with other people around, especially, sad to say, women, and especially, most of all, the Werewolf women who make love sound like a locker room conversation about sexual conquests and who can beat who.
Ain’t nothing wrong with that. Not when you shove that opinion on a sensitive, budding Sacred Whore HighPriestess Hierophant Avatar Valkyrie. We were not amused.
Not amused but certainly triggered into my own harridan judgments. To show love for the person you love takes enormous courage. Sounds so stupid and shameful. But it does. To show love for anything or anyone in this ‘cynical’ world is taboo. Those of us who are this extraordinary Sacred sensitivity, Werewolf or Nymph, in other words, The Sacred Pimp too, always, become aware of this hard cerebral pretend society, very early on. But we are alone, very angry, very traumatised, very embarrassed and very lost.
We also have enormous minds. Despite the complete lack of education about the soul, especially when we were adolescents, we have made it to be beautiful adults. This is not some casual achievement. We grow.
You have experienced the heartwrenching pain of looking at your dark side. You still are. Do not underestimate the vastness of the greatness it takes to do that, especially in a world that still promotes machine slavery and not looking within.
That’s one thing. The other is obviously me. You know the amount of courage it has taken for me to examine your darkness in the way that I had to do mine. Fear of loss? Are you kidding. Of course. So let’s just say that your anger and mistrust and dependency on me is to do with all of it. Obviously you feel completely judged out of your skin, you feel judged for even existing and you only think of the sister or sisters on the emotional level.
In other words, daughter mother dependency is not just about the mother in our lives, the symbolism, the numerous things that mother dependency is, just like father dependency is. It is about the sister. The most hated woman, by men.
I hated my brother. Some would say I still do. They would be wrong. Deciding whether to pursue relationship or not is not hatred. Abusing power with someone is. Hate is the root of abuse of power. Fear is the root of hate. I hated my brother because I was afraid of him and because I remembered only the past which he repeats every day in front of the family because he has not looked within.
The unconscious madness we all carry with us, unless we are healed out of it. That is hard enough to integrate, let alone the rage of the first attacks in life.
Let’s not even address the karmic issue of the real beginning of this slave world. The High Priestess Violator, the Henchman for the reptilian agenda that has come down through the forefathers, reptilian or human, such is the power of propaganda and feeding the vanity of any people, and indeed, the worldwide ethos of fascism that is promoted and institutionally backed up in every single corner of this earth, whether it is the polite financial whoremongering of an educated man or a Stanley Kowalski in a less ‘sophisticated’ atmosphere. Let’s not even address the story of Eve. All that I am, and women like me and men too, even though the men of course have been promoted ahead of any witch that needed to be killed for 8000 years.
Let’s forget that for a second. But never forget the relevance of it, fantastical at the moment or not. Let’s forget that the whole world is programmed to hide the Cinderellas out of sight so that the global fascists don’t find out and penalise the families that promote the goddess. All that is Solomon. Let’s forget that everything that is religion is about a supernatural bunch of thugs at the top – by supernatural, I mean spiritual alchemical powers – having stolen and perfected a story of nonsense about the greatest point of existence, which is to ascend and keep ascending all the way and the Gnostic agony that comes with it. The nonsense is that like the medical profession, the negative element of it that hurts so many, including myself before my journey began with my disability, bad power takes all the wisdom and knowledge away from the individual and tell them that they will look after everything. Religion is a bunch of thugs telling us that they are negotiating for our souls.
I don’t want anyone negotiating for my soul, thank you. That seems in this society, to make me either a rebel or a ‘witch’. Now, when you look at how men have looked after women’s souls for hundreds of years, and made us mad, unloved and slaves, you get the picture.
In other words, it is not just me as the compliant or woman who has been addicted to institutionalisation. We all are. We are all taught to hand over our power to others, in order to SURVIVE. We carry that emotional, unconscious terror of being hit, literally or emotionally every second, before we address that in the conversion from ego to soul.
And we are also obviously terrified of anything that is ‘God’. I know more than most how gruelling fate is. The fears are real. They are also completely not. Spiritual existentialism is the merging of do it yourself and you can’t do anything about it. The wisdom quote so famed: God give the courage to change the things I can, serenity to accept what I cannot change and the wisdom to know the difference.
Institutionalisation and its extreme, fascism, does not give the right to pursue wisdom to anyone, let alone women, but most certainly men too. Our education is to be told what to do.
Why for instance is school not a place for teaching courage? Teaching psychological warfare to understand the different kinds of people, even if you want to approach it happily and optimistically? Why, if most business courses teach that life and work is mostly about relationships, are we taught nothing about interaction with other people? For a very specific reason. We walk around, forgiving the world endlessly, trying to understand that ignorance is a way of life and we are so slow and this is what humans are and blah, blah, blah. Crap.
There is an agenda and we as people, end up either trying to deny that forever or we devote our lives to trying to understand it. We are all drowned in The Matrix. That focus or denial in itself is their weapon against us.
Now, you take that institutionalisation and demand for one person power into the family into our families, into our backgrounds and you see the political similarity. Always see the political similarity. Politics is the way to live. Forget what they do in formal politics. Again, the statement I hear all the time, ‘I’m not political.’ You should be and you are. Everyone is. In their own lives, if you are not political, a strategist and a warlord when needed and a peacemaker when needed and a decision maker with the right to ask for what you want too, you are not alive.
We are all political. The key is to do it right. The key for all of us, Sensitives, Werewolf or Nymph, we are all Wizard, is to do it with love. Your rage my beauty is that you keep letting yourself down.
That rage is your salvation. You keep letting yourself down, just as I did with myself, you don’t want to lose the only thing that has ever felt like love, ie your family and now, your own family, because you don’t want to lose it, but you are also deeply unhappy in it and with the past. Totally. An agonising pain.
You are if you like emotionally clogged. You don’t want to say goodbye and you feel if you show
your true self, not even announced your true wishes, but if you even show your true self, you will be hit. In other words, the fear of loss we have about them is real. It is certainty of loss.
And it is all, let’s just say, in your emotional self, giving it all up for the danger of being with a sister archetype. The equal female. The female who knows your vulnerabilities like your strength and who remind you off the one who judged you and envied you and hated you the most. Fascism breeds hatred. Fascism breeds fear. In fact, you don’t even have to look at fascism. The soulless world of imposing control is what I mean by fascism as much as straight up abuse of power and cruelty. Living in a yoke.
You were judged by your sister/sisters. There is usually just one enemy from the past. You have been judged by your sister every time you have fallen in love with a woman like me. The mistress is the sister. The one who knew you as a little boy. The one who saw when you didn’t defend the mother to the father. The one who hated you for not defending her.
It is time to forgive yourself and therefore her and therefore me. My cleansing of your soul has not been harridan for one second and I know you agree. You need to emotionally agree though. You feel judged and hated and disgusted at both me and God, The Mother, The Universe, The Womb of Creation and the first female like me who was as scared and angry as you. The girl who was as powerful as you if not more powerful at that time, and the girl who you wanted to defend you. Your rage is that you are not allowed to be defended by anyone. You are supposed to be a man.
The healed sister, in other words, all that is the Sacred Whore High Priestess Hierophant Avatar Valkyrie, allows male ‘vincibility’, allows the passion of rage and allows it all. She allows it all, I am also growing into, because she can finally express who she is and what she wants and has faced the jaws of death to lose you.
On the emotional mind level therefore, the sister, the little Mermaid, as she has become, the feisty warrior that makes you feel two inches tall at the moment, has faced the jaws of death for you.
The sister loves you, does not envy you for one second anymore, enjoys who you are as she enjoys who she is and has forgiven you for not being able to do anything about the past and who waits for your forgiveness of her, that she was not able to do anything about the past either.
Fascism is violence of the heart, mind, soul and body. Fascism is an extreme word. We have lived extreme lives. There is no shame, in this shameful world, to admit that and face the truth of that and be proud of what you have done. This same polite society of nothing, treats emotional pain like a pathetic weakness. You are not pathetic or weak. They are. As you convert your thought value system into that, you will appreciate who you are and not see yourself through their eyes.
We are vulnerable beautiful human beings. The Non Sensitives do not understand for one second, the depths of feeling we move at. Saying goodbye does not mean leaving the country – unless you live in England – I jest – saying goodbye means saying no to generic affirmation for the hell of it. In other words, yes, the truth has to be faced. The people you crave being close to, but don’t want to be close to, are not me. They are people who you know do not know one thing about you and they are people who are UNWILLING or UNABLE or BOTH, to love you or indeed, even to like you.
And the biggest reason for that is that they are in a far worse state of terror than you.
We are broken leaders as The Warrior Class. We rage with the fury that everyone falls in love with us, platonic or not and they don’t care how we are. That is because we carry much more than we know and we are much more than we know. They know. But they don’t want to let us go. So, in the same way as I had to take you to task over doing that to me, unconsciously in all that is Homicidal Selfishness and the Lolita love and the understandable and desperate need to just escape from society into your mansion with your favourite person, ie me, you have to take them to task. You are allowed.
Of course we know that, or do we? Actually we do not know that for one second, loyalty and duty to family being the most politically charged necessity on this planet. We find that out. The freedom journey does not demand our own cruelty. It demands sacrifice. The sacrifice is that to be free, one has to be authentic. If one is authentic in one’s personal and professional life, that most certainly is not a safe environment.
We become safe through the love of someone who sees and loves the authentic in us. We become safe through the love of a Divinity who sees and loves the authentic in us. We become safe by stepping out of the stupidity that is normal thought. We are all deliberately taught to be stupid.
I’ll give you an example. And this shows my acclimatisation to what you are also unconsciously and consciously waiting for. Me to tell you that you are ‘people friendly’ and ‘woman friendly’ enough to be healed. You are. My father dependency legacy will always be my challenge. You are allowed to have a legacy behind you too.
And in that is the healing of not only us, but your primal sister rage relationship. I am in new healing over my brother too, on the inner peace making level. Whatever may happen in the future with him or anyone else will come from that. I am in no hurry and neither should you.
We are not healing for them. We are healing for us. And for the people we want as our extended family and family. The past is the past. We examine it relentlessly as all historians, only to learn from it. Not to live in it. For four years, I have lived with you in your past. As indeed, you have lived with mine.
Now, the sister is returned. The sister loves you and does not judge you or indeed NEED you do to do anything for her that you do not want to do. The sister does not demand. She hopes. She does that because she has embraced the responsibility of the right to self determination too and doesn’t NEED anyone to defend her or do it for her or feed her or anything else.
There does not need to be fear of loss because I have truly seen the worst of you. And I still love you. I not only still love you, I respect all that is male again. I worship male again in the way I worship all that is female now. I….worship you again. In the healthiest, most primal, most awe inspired, most delighted, safety. I…feel safe with you.
Unconditional love. We will not fight every day about me working. We won’t need to. Because by the time you are ready, you are not going to turn up with a report card that I have to tick every day to make sure you adhere to non misogynistic rules. You are going to know yourself and you are going to know something even more important. You are going to know that I am not going to hate you everytime you don’t know what you are doing. The commitment to working through this dynamic, this enormous dynamic as a part of relationship, is finally here with safety.
We are strong enough to do this, because the poison is out. Love ‘the sister’ again. Love me.
‘The sister’ loves you and is also able rather well, to defend YOU. Doesn’t that feel good?
Exactly.
Amera Ziganii Rao © 2013
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Sacred X. Amera Ziganii Rao
Absolutely. The Warrior Class, the nutters that we are with our passions, our temperaments, our rages, our temptation to bully, our power, our largeness, is the most dangerous and beautiful and magical force on this earth, in the Sacred Pimp and Sacred Whore High Priestess Hierophant Avatar Valkyrie Society.
Stepping back from polite, whatever it is, society, absolutely, the greatest 'secrets' I am working on and that every other spiritual or philosopher or social scientist or psychologist, or the like, is working on, is how we handle that from the inside.
I know you. I know all of us. The reason we (as I did too for all those years) stay in the cerebral, ‘rational’ ‘reason’ mind, the lower mind of ego physical vehicle control, and the reason we either deny the existence of anything else in us, or why we compartmentalise it only in our art forms or in our different behaviour out of the home to inside the home, or why we only show it to our therapist or that one best friend of the same sex, or any of those things, is that first, society is as obsessed with passion and ‘being temperamental’ as it is with the vilification of all that is my female body. And indeed your male body too, however apparent the worship is. You know this. All men of your archetype know this and end up walking round, apologising for their very existence in the same way I was forced to do so for so long, before I went into revolution.
We match and meet on our sameness. We are all an endangered species, all day, every day, everywhere, anywhere. And no one knows and no one cares. We have to care. To be Warrior is not wank. To be Warrior is to be vigilant and therefore conscious. To be conscious is to embrace the intuition knowledge WITH THE SAME VALUE SYSTEM as we embrace the knowledge of the rational and logical. In other words, the partnership within you, between you, the seen world, the ego and superego (my definition, not Sigmund Freud who is saying the opposite with the terms he invented. Superego is the aggressor and ego the non aggressor. For me, the ego is the aggressor and it becomes, ‘super’ by ascending. It is still the rational, logical, terrified, scared, vengeful, escapist, doubter. The ‘super’ for me is that the ego has improved). The partnership between you, the seen world, ‘conscious’ person and the unseen world, your nebulous, vast, imagination of The Universe, that you carry with the same Herculean power that I do and that our friends in The Warrior Class do, that all The Warrior Class do, is frankly, a liability.
Love then becomes a liability in the same way. We have talked about father dependency and mother dependency. We have not again talked of love dependency. I know now of course, that your archetype is not ‘non feeling’ for one second. You feel what I feel. You feel. Love dependency is apart from anything else, the inability to handle the nebulous. The passion, the madness of the higher mind and inner heart. Added to that is the pressure to keep it silent in this mad world of cerebral, reptilian agenda cruelty of nothing. This so called intellectual world of reason.
I do understand. I was once a stupid intellectual too. And I say that without judgment. Stupid intellectualism is higher thought without the higher. It is the greatest form of self delusion I have ever known. What is called dogmatic. What is called lack of compassion and preaching and telling people what to do and getting impatient with anyone who needs help and getting impatient with all vulnerability of all kinds and having a bitter reason led logic about existence that took me almost to death as I have shared before.
I literally, almost ‘logicised’ myself into death, like many others before me I am sure and many to come after. You, if you like have ‘logicised’ yourself out of life, so you don’t die.
We are all ignorant because of the knowledge, denied to us by a world that truly uses alchemical and ‘spiritual power’ for their own ends. The Universe – and I have been raging and raging and raging about this at Her all year – is so infuriating (I think of Bruce Almighty) because of the Spiritual Democracy as I would call it. Why, Saramon in JK Tolkein’s Lord of the Rings is as powerful as Gandalf. Free will.
That is what makes us so angry and so scared and so vengeful. Well, if You don’t give a fuck and You’ve created a system that allows such misery and pain and cruelty and it’s all for the fuckery of creation, fuck You and fuck the whole thing and I am going to be like You and angry and vengeful and bitter too.
That about sums it up right?
I firmly believe now that the Sacred Whore High Priestess Hierophant Avatar Valkyrie and Sacred Pimp Society would have had very specific teachings. Obviously. Completely different from this shit.
We would be taught how to carve and work with the great nebulous. Just as many narratives and so much research and recalling has shown. You, as an enormous Brando esque power, just like all of us, in The Warrior Class, are trying to fit that into Mr Bean. The people friendly gentle fool who can fit in everywhere. I did it very well too in my time, believe me.
Your rage, why men beat women, let’s just say, why women beat men, let’s just say, why everyone beats everyone, is because we are all astounded with the effort it takes to keep having to fucking explain who the fuck we are and why we have the right to be who we are.
So did Marlon Brando. So do all the greats out there today. I found myself, in my fledgling state having that same conversation yesterday. A good conversation where my companion was talking about how he decided he wouldn’t enter music full time because of this reason and that. He was showing a lot of interest in my work, especially in relation to his own relationship. And indeed, a true life of freedom. His reasons however were well thought out and accepted. He knew of it but stepped back. He also has a double life, but on a completely different level and in a completely different context. He likes who he is and what he does and is at peace. Proved most by how he treated me. He was not jealous, over curious, judgmental, over fascinated or looked at me as if I was some temperamental ball of threat. At the same time, he felt the need to talk about the temperament, (he’s your archetype) the passion, the dangers of freedom and so on. A casual Hierophant encounter that was so smooth because he was one of us, who had decided in truth not to go further, but appreciated those who do. But he still felt the need to ask. You see what I mean? People like you and I and The Warrior Class are in a constant struggle with what is actually immense mastery. We have no affirmation to give it value. We think it’s struggle.
Becoming a master of the size of ‘temperament’ I have is genius. I do not promote myself without backing. And it is genius, first because one finds the courage to follow the intelligence that says it must actually be so and not so. Despite every thought telling you that actually it should be so and not so. Second because of the context of this world. An obstacle course indeed.
It’s not struggle. It’s greatness. You begin to value the operation that is necessary daily to implement alchemy of emotion, so that compassion and wisdom accompanies and holds it with an iron grip and you begin to win. You do that in terms of all that is male supremacy and selfishness and institutional proprietal ‘love’ and you enter heaven.
You have been given a crash course in what took me 13 years. My teacher training for sure. You have only seen the hard part. The part of training that comes in anything new. The laborious fear and lack of security and lack of confidence and handing over power to teachers in the most violating form of cleansing you could have. Fascism had to have that. My own ego had to have that. Warrior is not a wank term. Warrior is real. You earn your stripes by KILLING that death that hangs in you. The ego of winters past.
In other words, it is not just about transmuting the love (sex emotion) into power as Napoleon Hill teaches. It is about transmuting the rage of the sex emotion. The passion, the philosophical terror of the unseen world that we have to know and the relentless need to think different thoughts inside, to be able to cope outside. Because our most important work has to be hidden.
Now, you get the chance to – I know it still feels like shit – start flying gently with it and try to value being a fledgling alchemist of great skill. Enjoy the passion, the feeling unsure, the feeling lost, the vulnerability of existence. First, you know so much about the unseen world now, through the vehicle of my existence, and our magical, treacherous journey. Second, you are a big powerful man. You are not that little boy now and you know how to defend him with your life. You know how to do it so much, you don’t need to do it anymore.
You can enjoy being an alchemist now as you ascend. And you can forgive. No one can touch you anymore. You know who you are and who you have a right to be. And you know where you belong. And you know why you are. You commune and you live. You live and you commune. ‘I think therefore I am’ (Descartes). That is freedom. The freedom to love. The freedom to BE love. The freedom to be all that you want to be.
The end of guilt. The end of fear of embarrassing yourself. The belligerent right to be sensitive. And the belligerent right to love both sex and strong women. The belligerent right to be a strong man. A strong man, BECAUSE you fly.
Amera Ziganii Rao © 2013
The two most important days in your life are the day you are born and the day you find out why. Mark Twain
“Most "necessary evils" are far more evil than necessary.” ― Richard Branson
Sacred Xl. Amera Ziganii Rao
Intuition is therefore Spiritual Intelligence. The LOGIC of intuition is Spiritual Intelligence. Hierophant is the conscious Interpreter of Consciousness. Hierophant and The Hierophant Way.
Intuition is therefore the toughest and most demanding skill and talent on earth. Other than the business of creation/building or pure creativity, outside conscious intuition.
It took a long apprenticeship, just as your ability to build and create did. Intuition is the most ridiculed and dismissed genius on this lie of a planet.
The analysis of intuition is Spiritual Intelligence, is Love Intelligence. Enjoy re-evaluating all that you have believed of love, outside of your dreams. What the 'rational' mind thinks of it. Value it all over again and dismiss all the teachings of the pseudo cynical world. That is not even real cynicism. it's just cerebral blood on the floor. The dead world of Nazgul (Tolkein). The world you are leaving behind. The world I left behind. The world that all Alchemists will leave.
Love. it's great. You are becoming great at love. And I am getting pretty damn good at work. We are in front of the doors to Paradise again. And this time, we are getting in.
And what is analysis? No. Analysis to the level of Hierophant and Alchemy is to ask questions and wait for the answers, about what you feel.
The rational mind has to use the unseen mind to receive the question, to ask the question and then to hear the answer to the question. That is the rational mind.
Just be cool. Everything has been a lie. And it makes us blisteringly hopeless and terrified, and like a corpse. Faith will come. You'll find out what I did. The so what. We have the truth. No one could stop me. Not this time. And no one will stop you either. Not by the time you are ready.
Amera Ziganii Rao © 2013
Albert Camus
There is no national French celebration of the Nobel Winner’s centenary. But he wouldn’t want one, Catherine Camus tells Kim Willsher (The Guardian)
....Camus once claimed that everything he knew about morality came from the theatre and football - his "two universities".......
It is a century since French Nobel prize-winning author Albert Camus was born – and more than 50 years since he died in an accident on an icy road – yet the polemics over his legacy and "mysterious" death rumble on.
What his only daughter, Catherine Camus, recalls, however, is not the man shunned by Algeria, the country of his birth, as an Arab-despising colonialist, nor the slowness of the French establishment to recognise him, nor even the anti-communist who may – or may not – have been murdered by the Russians.
"Was he killed by the KGB? I don't know and I don't want to know. He was Papa," she says, her voice faltering a fraction. "And I lost him. There is nothing more to say. It was horrible enough that he was taken away; the idea that this was done deliberately is unbearable. The result was the same. He was dead."
We are sitting in the tall-ceilinged former office of Claude Gallimard, son of Gaston, founder of the French publishing company that brought Camus, Jean-Paul Sartre and André Gide to the wider world.
Camus was being driven from Paris to his Provençal home by Gaston's nephew Michel, when the car careered off the road and hit two trees killing both menCamus, the author of La Peste and L'Etranger, was 46 when he died; Catherine and her twin brother, Jean, were 14. On the desk is Catherine's book, Le Monde en Partage (The World to Share), published to mark the centenary of Camus's birth. It is a hefty trove of photographs, drawings, notes, lletters, telegrams and extracts from his books and essays, documenting Camus's connections to and travels in Algeria, Europe, the Americas and Russia. Much of the material, she says, has never been published before.
In the Gallimard reception there is a small display of Camus first editions and a yellowing page 21 of the New York Times of 18 October 1957 headlined: "Albert Camus has just been awarded the Nobel Prize for Literature." It is accompanied by a photograph of Camus by Henri Cartier-Bresson.
That the display article is from an English-language newspaper is symbolic – Camus has long been afforded greater recognition and respect abroad than in France. Centenary events have taken place in the US, India, Israel, Chile and Jordan among others, but there have been no national celebrations in France, or in Algeria, where Camus still provokes hostility for his sympathy with the French pied noir colonialists and opposition to Algerian independence.
A major French exhibition was cancelled amid rows and recriminations over what part Algeria should play in it. Instead, a smaller, some say more anodyne, eventAlbert Camus, Citizen of the World is being held in Aix-en-Provence as part of the Marseille 2013 European culture capital programme.
However, there is no grand retrospective in Paris planned. Catherine, 68, says her father would have approved. "There are lots of small events in villages, towns, little hamlets across France because Camus is still widely read and people have great affection for him. Over and above his books, readers love the man," she told the Observer. "He touched them as human beings, maybe because the man is in the books; he asked the same questions everyone asks and addressed the same suffering and pain and concerns everyone has. He spoke directly to them and I know he touched people profoundly because of the hundreds of letters I receive.
"That there is no national celebration of his birth is natural; those in power in France have never liked Camus, and he detested those in power. He always said he was in the service of those who suffered history, not those who made it. In many ways Camus is still l'étranger [the outsider] in France. I find it astonishing that ministers don't realise what Camus represents for the country. I am proud of him and the image he gives of France."
Algeria is altogether more problematic. The late Palestinian-American academic Edward Said suggested in 1993 that Camus's work sprang from an "incapacitated colonial sensibility".
"The plain style of Camus and his unadorned reporting of social situations conceal rivetingly complex contradictions ... unresolvable by rendering, as critics have done, his feelings of loyalty to French Algeria as a parable of the human condition ...", Said wrote. Camus was critical of French colonialism in Algeria, but pleaded for reconciliation rather than independence. French historian Benjamin Stora described it as a "paradoxical and double positioning that might be called that of the 'outsider'".
It still rankles in Algeria, though Catherine Camus says the view of the "ordinary Algerian people, who love reading Camus" conflicts with those of the authorities in Algiers. "He was no racist, he was as concerned for the fate of Muslims in Algeria as he was for the fate of French there. In any case, events in Algeria since independence have shown his position was justified," she said.
The book includes a chapter on England, quoting from his essay A Combat, in which he praises English "heroism" during the second world war. "We cannot forget that not for one minute was the idea of capitulation [to the Nazis] accepted by a single Englishman." He loved Shakespeare, whose Othello he translated into French, Oscar Wilde, Graham Greene, William Blake and Arthur Koestler.
But it is to the man and the father, to whom Catherine Camus repeatedly returns. "He was very handsome and had the attitude that unimportant things didn't bother him, what we would call 'cool' today … He never punished us if we did something wrong, he would always ask why we had done it and what we were thinking. This was complicated for a child, a smack would have been easier, but it wasn't his way. What remains with me is his love of life and love for other human beings."
She added: "For 53 years I have dealt with the pain of his death, and I have thought of him every single day. I don't know what he would think of the world now, with its race for money, and consumerism and disregard for the suffering of individuals.
"I cannot speak for him, but I know that what he wrote is still relevant and still speaks to people today."
Kim Willsher . The Guardian
The Freed Slave Society. Amera Ziganii Rao
Why? Because there is nothing more magnificent than a slave who has been freed. A son or a daughter who has revolted and turned over the tables and mastered his or her ancestry. Who has broken out of his or her bourgeois strangulation and freed his Sacred Pimp self or her Sacred Whore self into the world forever. The day I can quiver in anticipation. The day I can finally be with a man, who is strong enough to hold me and mature enough to catch me if he can. The day I can see that we live in a free world, a world where we have all taken back our power. The bloodshed of ascension. Our fucking human rights.
Amera Ziganii Rao © 2011
The individual has always had to struggle to keep from being overwhelmed by the tribe. If you try it, you will be lonely often, and sometimes frightened. But no price is too high to pay for the privilege of owning yourself.
Friedrich Nietzsche
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Psyche and Eros. A Few Versions
Let's get mythical. With what has come out so far about the Reptilian Agenda and the 'something' that happened where suddenly there was a flood and then suddenly there were Greek gods and the end of all that is me and the Cinderella legacy, the end of the Hierophant Society and the Sacred Whore High Priestess Hierophant Avatar Valkyrie, and then suddenly there was religion, puts a sinister light on it. It should. The political and anthropological and psychological context of it. What CG Jung calls, the collective unconscious. Karma suits too. Resistance is on every level that exists. We hurt on Earth. The psychology of duty and fear, is what stands out for me, and of course, love. Your love.
Amera Ziganii Rao © 2013
Psyche and Eros
The love story of Eros and Psyche is one of the most prominent stories in Greek mythology. The best source for the story is told in Metamorphoses by Apuleius.
Psyche, who represents the human spirit or soul, was the youngest daughter of a king. She was so beautiful that she appeared goddess like. The people of her country began to worship her instead of Aphrodite. In despite of the fact that Psyche was modest and resisted this attention, Aphrodite was infuriated and insulted. She decided to punish Psyche.
Aphrodite sent her son Eros to use his powers to make Psyche fall in love with the ugliest thing on Earth. But, Eros saw Psyche's beauty for himself and fell in love with her.
Eros did not, however, want to anger his mother. So to win Psyche for himself and to keep Aphrodite from knowing, Eros devised a clever scheme. He arranged for Psyche to be brought to a desolate area and was told that she was to marry an evil being. She dressed in a wedding gown, awaiting her doom. Zephyrus, the wind of the north, led her to her new home, a palace which seemed magical.
Eros came to Psyche when she had gone to bed that night. The room was too dark to see anything when he approached her. He whispered to her that he was her husband and that she was never to see him or know his identity, under any circumstances. Psyche began to enjoy her life at the majestic palace. Over time however, she became lonely and homesick. She begged to see her 2 sisters. Although Eros was wary, he could not deny his beautiful bride her wish.
Her sister came to visit after being invited. They were immediately jealous of Psyche's good fortune and together, they convinced her that her husband was a dangerous monster and that she must leave him at once. Psyche, being young and naive, believed her sisters.
The next night when she went to bed, Psyche took a lamp with her. She lit the lamp when she was sure that her husband was asleep next to her. When Psyche finally gazed upon Eros, she was shocked to see his perfection and beauty. She realized her husband was a god and out of surprise, she dropped some oil from the lamp on Eros. This awoke him and once he realized Psyche saw him, he swiftly departed, abandoning her.
Psyche was filled with grief and despair. She was alone and missed her husband. She searched for him but could not find him anywhere. She called upon Demeter and Hera for help, but neither wanted to enrage Aphrodite. So finally Psyche went to Aphrodite herself.
Aphrodite decided to punish Psyche on her own. She made Psyche her slave and asked of her impossible tasks. One task, Psyche had to sort, and entire room full of seeds, grain by grain, in one day. Psyche had the aid of ants and was able to perform this task. This infuriated Aphrodite even more. Another task was to fetch a jar that contained beauty from under Persephone, the Queen of the Underworld. Psyche was able to obtain instruction on how to descend to the Underworld while still alive and approach Persephone. Her final task was to deliver a golden box, which Aphrodite told her she was forbidden to open. Naturally, Psyche did open it and fell into a deep sleep of death.
Eros in the mean time was also miserable without Psyche. He approached Zeus with his dilemma and Zeus decided to let Eros’ desire to be with Psyche be. Zeus made Psyche immortal and allowed for the two to be joined in marriage. Aphrodite gave up her vendetta against Psyche and welcomed her into the family. Eros and Psyche had a daughter named Voluptas (Pleasure).
The Story of Psyche and Eros (From The Greek Myth)
C George Boeree
The so-called psyche or butterfly is generated from caterpillars which grow on green leaves, chiefly leaves of theraphanus, which some call crambe or cabbage. At first it is less than a grain of millet; it then grows into a small grub; and in three days it is a tiny caterpillar. After this it grows on and on, and becomes quiescent and changes its shape, and is now called a chrysalis.
The outer shell is hard,and the chrysalis moves if you touch it. It attaches itself by cobweb-like filaments, and is unfurnished with mouth or any other apparent organ. After a little while the outer covering bursts asunder, and out flies the winged creature that we call the psyche or butterfly.
(From Aristotle's History of Animals 551a.1)
Psyche was one of three sisters, princesses in a Grecian kingdom. All three were beautiful, but Psyche was the most beautiful. Aphrodite, the goddess of love and beauty, heard about Psyche and her sisters and was jealous of all the attention people paid to Psyche. So she summoned her son, Eros, and told him to put a spell on Psyche.
Always obedient, Eros flew down to earth with two vials of potions. Invisible, he sprinkled the sleeping Psyche with a potion that would make men avoid her when it came to marriage.
Accidentally, he pricked her with one of his arrows (which make someone fall in love instantly) and she startled awake. Her beauty, in turn, startled Eros, and he accidentally pricked himself as well. Feeling bad about what he had done, he then sprinkled her with the other potion, which would provide her with joy in her life.
Sure enough, Psyche, although still beautiful, could find no husband. Her parents, afraid that they had offended the gods somehow, asked an oracle to reveal Psyche's future husband. The oracle said that, while no man would have her, there was a creature on the top of a mountain that would marry her.
Surrendering to the inevitable, she headed for the mountain. When she came within sight, she was lifted by a gentle wind and carried the rest of the way. When she arrived, she saw that her new home was in fact a rich and beautiful palace. Her new husband never permitted her to see him, but he proved to be a true and gentle lover. He was, of course, Eros himself.
After some time, she grew lonely for her family, and she asked to be allowed to have her sisters for a visit. When they saw how beautiful Psyche's new home was, they grew jealous. They went to her and told her not to forget that her husband was some kind of monster, and that, no doubt, he was only fattening her up in order to eat her. They suggested that she hide a lantern and a knife near her bed, so that the next time he visited her, she could look to see if he was indeed a monster, and cut off his head if it was so.
Her sisters convinced her this was best, so the next time her husband came to visit her, she had a lamp and a knife ready. When she raised the lamp, she saw that her husband was not a monster but Eros! Surprised, he ran to the window and flew off. She jumped out after him, but fell the ground and lay there unconscious.
When she awoke, the palace had disappeared, and she found herself in a field near her old home. She went to the temple of Aphrodite and prayed for help. Aphrodite responded by giving her a series of tasks to do -- tasks that Aphrodite believed the girl would not be able to accomplish.
The first was a matter of sorting a huge pile of mixed grains into separate piles. Psyche looked at the pile and despaired, but Eros secretly arranged for an army of ants to separate the piles. Aphrodite, returning the following morning, accused Psyche of having had help, as indeed she had.
The next task involved getting a snippet of golden fleece from each one of a special herd of sheep that lived across a nearby river. The god of the river advised Psyche to wait until the sheep sought shade from the midday sun. Then they would be sleepy and not attack her. When Psyche presented Aphrodite with the fleece, the goddess again accused her of having had help.
The third task Aphrodite set before Psyche was to get a cup of water from the river Styx, where it cascades down from an incredible height. Psyche thought it was all over, until an eagle helped her by carrying the cup up the mountain and returning it full. Aphrodite was livid, knowing full well that Psyche could never have done this alone!
Psyche's next task was to go into hell to ask Persephone, wife of Hades, for a box of magic makeup. Thinking that she was doomed, she decided to end it all by jumping off a cliff. But a voice told her not to, and gave her instructions on making her way to hell to get the box. But, the voice warned, do not look inside the box under any circumstances!
Well, Psyche received the box from Persephone and made her way back home. But, true to her nature, she was unable to restrain herself from peeking inside. To her surprise, there was nothing inside but darkness, which put her into a deep sleep. Eros could no longer restrain himself either and wakened her. He told her to bring the box to Aphrodite, and that he would take care of the rest.
Eros went to the heavens and asked Zeus to intervene. He spoke of his love for Psyche so eloquently that Zeus was moved to grant him his wish. Eros brought Psyche to Zeus who gave her a cup of ambrosia, the drink of immortality. Zeus then joined Psyche and Eros in eternal marriage. They later had a daughter, who would be named Pleasure.
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The Greek name for a butterfly is Psyche, and the same word means the soul. There is no illustration of the immortality of the soul so striking and beautiful as the butterfly, bursting on brilliant wings from the tomb in which it has lain, after a dull, grovelling, caterpillar existence, to flutter in the blaze of day and feed on the most fragrant and delicate productions of the spring. Psyche, then, is the human soul, which is purified by sufferings and misfortunes, and is thus prepared for the enjoyment of true and pure happiness.
(From Bulfinch's Mythology: The Age of Fable, chapter XI)
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One day on Mount Olympus, Aphrodite decided she had become fed up with the beauty of Psyche, the maiden. Psyche was very beautiful and was often complimented for her beauty. Aphrodite wanted to set her straight. So she called her son, Eros, to shoot one of his arrows, which poisoned immortal and mortal alike with love, at Psyche, while she was sleeping. "What is the point of shooting an arrow at her when she is asleep?" asked Eros.
"When she wakes up," replied Aphrodite "I will be sure to supply her with someone like the castle dwarf, or maybe a donkey. Yes, that's a possibility."
"That is a cruel trick," said Eros.
"It is meant to be cruel. Now go and obey your mother," replied Aphrodite.
When Eros was above the sleeping Psyche, he took out an arrow and prepared to shoot it. But he accidentally poked himself with the arrow, and all of a sudden Psyche was the most valuable and wonderful thing the earth had ever created. He loved Psyche more than anyone or anything in the world. He flew back to Mount Olympus, leaving Psyche unaffected.
Aphrodite was furious at Eros for not complying with her orders. The fight that followed was one of the worst Olympus, or for that matter, the world, had ever seen. While Eros was sulking, no one fell in love and Aphrodite began to wither. So eventually Aphrodite saw that Eros must have his way.
"What is it you wish?" she asked him.
"The girl," replied Eros.
"You shall have her," said Aphrodite.
So Aphrodite had Zephyr, the west wind, come and bring Psyche to Eros. But Eros could not be seen by Psyche for a little while after their marriage. When Psyche's sisters visited her, they convinced Psyche that her invisible husband was a monster. Psyche, curious, brought a candle into her husband's bedchamber and looked at him. It was Eros, the god of love. In her shock, Psyche let a drop of candle wax drip from the candle. Eros awoke with a start and became very angry with Psyche. "Yes, I am love itself, and I cannot live where I am not believed." Then Eros left.
But eventually Eros forgave Psyche and invited her back to live with him, and Psyche was made immortal upon Eros' request. Psyche is now the goddess of the soul, and that is where we get the prefix "pysch-", as in psycho, psychology, and psychiatrist.
© Copyright 1999, C. George Boeree. All rights reserved.
From the Marcus Vinicius Archives. AZR
Comment on Psyche and Eros post:
Similar to beauty & the beast & Pandora,s box or the little mermaid - with the themes of forbidden & unrecognised love & jealousy & isolation . Also how taboo relationships are for the gods & goddess only because of their divinity not profanity....
....As the sacred whore could preform ritualistic acts for the goddess , for the king , for the earths fertility & the rains . Boosting the fertilisation of nature but allso the waning & dark moon & new moon rituals . Well some say now this energy & insite is available to every one but at this same moment a back lash against this expansion . This is why we are witnessing such extreme weather & social unrest . Us sensitives & healers et al can feel , smell , taste it coming . Like the original shaman men & women - we are the canneries in the coal mine . You know were we are placed . It's vital we have integrity in our practice & so we must remove ourselves to purify & transform old energy by what ever guided method works for us - we need to be separate to be pure in our practice . As bridges between the sacred & the profane . This is the purple veil . How do we reclaim our dignity & integrity in such a decaying , unsustainable & corrupt time ? It's exciting for us to be so much more than just witnesses . Um all taboo relationships are the most exquisite in pain & pleasure . These are the relationships that change history & they have a place & we pay the price because we take the work seriously.
Karen Conradsen
To understand everything is to forgive everything ~Gautama Siddhartha
"A good traveler has no fixed plans and is not intent upon arriving." ~Lao Tzu
And so we see now, internally within nations and externally between countries, the people of Earth are tired of the way life is. Neale Donald Walsch
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Most people will choose unhappiness over uncertainty. Tim Ferris
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Love is like epidemic; the more one is afraid, the more vulnerable one is. Chamfort
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Still in thy love I trust, supreme o'er death, since deathless is thy essence. A.A. Fields
Love has no limits. Love never ends. Love is reborn and reborn and reborn. Thich Nhat Hanh
I loved her with a love more fervent than I had believed it possible to feel for any denizen of earth. Edgar Allen Poe. Morella
One word frees us of all the weight and pain of life: that word is love. Sophocles
The fulcrum has yet to be found that shall enable the lever of love to move the world. Charles Sanders Peirce
To love someone is to be the only one to see a miracle invisible to others. Francois Mauriac
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Set me as a seal upon thine heart, as a seal upon thine arm: for love is strong as death; jealousy is cruel as the grave. Song Of Solomon
Love is a smoke made with the fume of sighs. William Shakespeare
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And God Created Woman ll Pt lll (ll). A Self Portrait
AMERA ZIGANII RAO
The Sacred Whore High Priestess Society™
The Super Sacred Father Brother Lover™
The Return To The Source. Ascension.
The Sacred Whore High Priestess Society™. When we were giants. All of us. When you did more than rape me.
Amera Ziganii Rao © 2013
Alchemy & Liberation & Humanity™.
Amera Ziganii Rao © 2013
Amera Ziganii Rao © 2013
THE EVOLUTION OF HUMAN RIGHTS: APPLIED CONSCIOUSNESS™, NEO FEMINISM™, METAPHYSICAL PHILOSOPHY & SACRED SEXUALISM™. POST TRIBE SOCIAL REFORM™. POWER IS THE NEW LOVE. FREEDOM + HOPELESSNESS + SEX. NIHILISM FOR A SUCCESSFUL LIFE™ THE LOST KNOWLEDGE™ THE WIZARDRY OF BEING™ POLITICAL SPIRITUALITY™ TRUE NEW LOVE. BEYOND THE REVOLUTION™
SOCIAL REFORM. THE FIGHT FOR FREEDOM AND LOVE. SHAMANISM. PHILOSOPHY. TRUE (UNIVERSAL) LOVE. NEO FEMINISM™. ANTI MISOGYNY. THE ARTIST'S WAY. WIZARDRY. TRUE INTELLECTUALISM™. WISDOM. GONZO SPIRITUALITY. NIHILISM. SEX. SOUL. GOD, THE MOTHER, THE UNIVERSE™. SPIRITUAL EXISTENTIALISM™. THE VOID OF CREATION™. ALCHEMY & LIBERATION & HUMANITY™. HELL. SUFFERING. GROWTH. ASCENSION. LOVE. LIFE. DEATH. WARLORDS OF LIGHT™ TRUE LOVE & TRUE SEX. THE POST TRIBE SOCIETY™
The Company.
Writer, Speaker and Enlightener, Amera Ziganii Rao, is now putting together a comprehensive and unique programme of Alchemy & Liberation & Humanity™. A programme of learning that is specifically about one particular kind of woman. And one particular kind of man. The Sacred Whore High Priestess™ and the Sacred Whore High Priest™, and the true society that they come from and the one they, in particular, she can and has to return to and that anyone can join her and him in. This is about Paradise on Earth.
This is about The Sacred Whore High Priestess™ and the Sacred Whore High Priest™, and the Alchemy and Liberation and Humanity that is for all as a result of their healing and in particular, hers. This is about the kind of woman who is at the bottom of the pile in a Patriarchal Toilet Tribe from Hell Society™, the norm, the conventional world and the world of the Tribe. This is about the kind of man who is next in line from the bottom. The sensitive man and the female chattel. The High Priestess and High Priest of a profane society, that has long forgotten who they are.
This is about being at the bottom of the pile, for the forgotten and strangled shamans, and for her, the story of escape. Abused by her family, her friends, her men, her whole society, by the very nature of who she is and who they are and what has happened on this Earth. It is about women of love, of Spirit and of sex. It is about men of love, of Spirit and of sex. It is about the Cinderellas of this world. It is about the The Sacred Whore High Priestess™. Who she is and how, loving her is the secret to Paradise on Earth and how we have been living a lie for 8000+ years. A lie of male (non High Priest) religion with a male ‘God’ and with Patriarchs and Patriarchal types and Matriarchs and Matriarchal types ruling over us and making our lives hell, all in the name of family, the tribe and the way things are and should remain. Hate, fascism and profanity. A sick society that vilifies, more than anyone else, the The Sacred Whore High Priestess™, just because it was told to. A sick society that calls her Eve. A sick society that has forgotten who we all are, let alone the The Sacred Whore High Priestess™ and the Sacred Whore High Priest™. This is about us remembering and knowing who WE are.
This is a programme of healing for the The Sacred Whore High Priestess™, and the Sacred Whore High Priest™, to take them and particularly, her, from monstrous levels of low self esteem and lack of self knowledge, back to herself and it is a programme for all those who truly want to love her, and indeed, him. This is a programme for the greatest carers on Earth, who are vilified, destroyed, ridiculed, ignored, abused, used, misused and hated for being everything that those who would steal from us are not. This is a programme to turn Cinderellas into The Sacred Whore High Priestesses and for anyone who wants to love her or live by the values of the The Sacred Whore High Priestess Society™. And this is a programme to turn sensitive men into Sacred Whore High Priests™ and for anyone who wants to love him and live by the values of the The Sacred Whore High Priestess™ and High Priest Society. Love, humanity, Spirit and sex. This is a programme to reverse 8000+ years of witch burning, women hating and healer ridicule. This is about the The Sacred Whore High Priestess™ and all those who would love her and live by her values.
This is about the chance for Paradise on Earth. This is a programme for the most beautiful, kind hearted, wounded women and men on this planet. A programme of how to implement a system of how to beat life, how to survive life and how to resurrect from the grief that is a true life. Alchemy and Liberation and Humanity of the lower mind into the higher mind, the soul and the inner heart and therefore one's true, confident, ‘happy’, successful, creative, sexual, sensual, individual, intelligent, emotionally healed, capable of loving and being loved self. How to turn grief into creation and survive and thrive, despite all the shit, all the pain and all the hurt. How to live in a world of madness, hollowness and cruelty and how to be a winner. How to stand up for oneself and to take back the power that has been stolen from anyone with heart, Spirit and sex. The art and science of Alchemy.
This is a programme, based on my scholarly and non scholarly work over 15 years (so far), if not for my whole life, and my extensive and intense, visceral experiences of self transformation from resignation, cynicism and despair to a state of relative bliss, and above all, the right to be. The programme and the courses and my speaking and indeed my forthcoming book, will cover the method of change. The psychological, sociological, spiritual, cultural, political, emotional and physical and even anthropological methods of change. Why we are here. Who the Sacred Whore High Priestess™ is and why she is here. And who the Sacred Whore High Priest™ is. Why we are here. Who we are and what we are and why we are. The beauty and glory of the truth. The meaning of life, no less. This will be on offer in the future.
My first book of consciousness, my first book of the spiritual politics of humanity, of authentic power and of self love and strength. A comprehensive series of online courses, live events and audio and visual material. Books, live events, CDs and DVDs. And one on one personal empowerment consultations. The Amera Ziganii Rao Method of Change™. The right to be and the way to have the right to be. And indeed, how to maintain the will to live without love. How to BE unconditional, self sufficient, self caring, self love. The right to be and the will to be and the unparalleled success that comes with that. The Lost Knowledge™. HOW to live. And how to heal others, the profane and the sick and the soulless. The others. My Business and that of any Sacred Whore High Priestess™ and Sacred Whore High Priest™, is Human Rights, The Right to a Sexual Society, Self Actualisation and Freedom.
My Business is To Overthrow Fascism, in the Home and in the Country. My business is also mastering destiny. Overthrowing the ultimate 'fascism'. Our journey on Earth and The Return To The Source. Our healing, our ascension and our redemption. Fate. The daily crucifixions of a true life, the challenges and the fury of being healers and people of love on a planet like Earth.
Submitting to the journey to liberate and evolve oneself, through following one's heart, however much heartbreak and devastation it leads to on the long long long journey to freedom and then the longer journey to happiness. 'Long Road to Freedom', as Nelson Mandela says. My business is always taking risks, never giving up and making the endless sacrifices it takes to become whole. Enlightenment, Nirvana and then Parinirvana and beyond. My business is pain. My business is bliss.
My business is seeing the truly glory of Spirit on Earth. The Sacred Whore High Priestess Society™ and all that it is. Spirit, humanity, sex and love again at last. And the end of our legacy as either servants or witches or unpaid carers or indeed, ignored mistresses, other women, other men even, and the weirdos that are at the bottom of society. This is our world and it is time to take it back and I can show you how. And that makes my life, truly, worth living.
I want you to feel the way I do. Alive, with the right to be and the belligerence to exist in this profane and male ‘God’ led world of male supremacy, female supremacy, domestic, casual fascism, tribe rules from hell, with beautiful and kind, love intelligence laden, female and male Cinderella warriors at the bottom, caring for everyone else and getting nothing but hatred, ridicule and isolation for it. The meek are already inheriting the Earth and I can show you how.
Amera Ziganii Rao © 2012
I am THE High Priestess Monarch of the ancient past and I forgive you for becoming enslaved and taken over by the machines of the alien reptile force that invaded and took over Earth 8000 years ago. They taught you to hate me and my kind and you believed them. They told you I and my kind were dictators and that you were slaves, when all we had done was love you, honour you as companions and above all, we had let you just live.
We were the holy communers, the ones who gave birth to human beings, the leaders of society, the creators of society, the vehicles of Divinity on Earth and the channels of wisdom. The ones who looked after everything and the ones who built everything and ran everything, because we could. And because we loved it. We are and were the force of creation. And you loved us and you lived.
But they told you that you ‘deserved’ power too and that we were the ones standing in your way. And you believed them. The oldest ‘divide and rule’ strategy of hate in history and it worked. They used it and you bought it, hook, line and sinker. You had to give up sex, love, magic and your own spiritual gifts and you burnt, destroyed and violated me for 8000 years.
The world calls that male supremacy. And indeed, family supremacy, Matriarchal supremacy and supremacy of the material world and all who believe in it. Men and women like you. When all that you are are slaves to a reptile force to generate hate energy for them to live and thrive and vampire the human race. The puppets of a hate force, that chose to destroy women and men like me, for hate to grow, so they could live. You bought it and it worked. The greatest fraud in the history of the world.
I am THE High Priestess Monarch of the ancient past and I forgive you for becoming enslaved and taken over by the machines of the alien reptile force that invaded and took over Earth 8000 years ago. They taught you to hate me and my kind and you believed them. They taught you that my mind was evil. My mind, my sex, my body and my ways of life.
The humanity, the glory of sexuality and the glory of creation and creativity and the glory of Divinity in each and every one of us. Our souls. They taught you that human beings are separate from Divinity, that sex was wrong and that women who have minds of their own are uppity slaves. They vilified us but much much worse than that, they destroyed your relationship with all that is unseen, all that we honour and love.
They taught you to hate what is really God. By teaching you to hate us, you hated all that is good in yourselves. They taught you to hate the light. They taught you to kill us. The daughters of The Universe. The High Priestesses of God. The Spiritual Mothers. The Sacred Whore High Priestess Avatars of The Universe™. The Sacred Army of Love on Earth.
The Shamans, the Mystics and the Communers. The Hierophants.
They called me Eve and blamed me for the downfall of the human race and created the awesome profanity that is religion. Of men, by men and from men. Of reptiles, by reptiles and from reptiles. Christianity, Islam and Judaism and every other philosophy around the world was poisoned. There are no female spiritual leaders left. It is all profanity. They chose you to represent them because they wanted to divide us and they did. They told you to hate me. And you believed them. Now I am back and I forgive you.
I forgive you because I can. Because I came here to save your soul. And because I finally know who I am. I am THE High Priestess Monarch of the ancient past. I came here to return your soul to The Source. God, The Mother, The Universe. To return you to what is really God. Because I love you. And because She loves you and your kind, whatever you have done.
Whatever you have done to me and whatever you have done to Her. And most of all, whatever you have done to yourself. We forgive you. This is your redemption. Your freedom and your ascension. We are here to save your soul.
Amera Ziganii Rao © 2012
You bought the Sacred Whore like a piece of meat and you called that a wife. Your trophy wives. Your dancing girls. Your chattel and serving girls. Your piece of beauty. You bought us like you would cattle. Then you called it wives. Now you call it prostitution. The High Priestesses of the real God. You bought us to buy God, The Mother, The Universe and you caged us, separated us from our Divine gifts and skills in the Temple and drove us mad and then lost interest in us, because we had no gifts left, no excitement, no hunter in ourselves and no hope or joy left. Then you just called us mad and discarded us. You called us evil and you call love obedience, even though it had already killed us. You moved into our Temples and you played with the divination tools and thought you communed. The destruction of Atlantis was your gift.
You stole us from God, The Mother, The Universe and you tried to usurp us. You vilified us, enslaved us and you still envy us today. You call it intuition. You might want to think about this when you hate us out of your jealousy. The mystic gene means physical tortuous pain and taking on the empathy of the human race. All their pains, evils and dark thoughts. We see and feel everything. We make crucial sacrifices to be near Spirit and the unseen and we go without for years. To be shaman is not glamour. I make it glamour. To be shaman is a specific Samurai existence, ascetic and harsh. We commune to be guides. And you take that and you shame yourselves because you just want the meat. You didn’t just want the meat. You wanted our beauty of spirit, our personalities and our love and kindness. And you destroyed them, because you caged us and called us wife.
Amera Ziganii Rao © 2012
The High Priestess Sacred Whores, the High Priests and the true protectors. Those who do not have the gift like either the High Priests or especially like the highest of all, the High Priestess Sacred Whores but who honour, protect and facilitate them to the world. Who honour the Shaman Sacred Whores of this world most of all, and who know who they are and who they are not. Who know the difference, who do not envy and who protect and love the representatives of Spirit, GOD, THE MOTHER, THE UNIVERSE, on Earth. Who honour their wisdom and who honour the latent Shaman in themselves too and who honour the communing ability of the High Priestess Sacred Whores. The non violators. Our only friends. The New Society exists. It is called Enlightenment. It is called Love. It is The Holy Grail.
Amera Ziganii Rao © 2012
The master race. It's all a lie. You are brought up to be a despot king and it is only your sister who ever tells you that you have become a pratt. The master race is all a lie. There are no kings in an equal world. Your father was misinformed. What he brought you up to be was a killer. Pure and simple. A misogynist. A modern misogynist. A polite killer.
Amera Ziganii Rao © 2011
I enter the magical hours of pure feeling, pure thought, pure imagination and I think and I write and I 'mysticise' the Universe. I escape at will, the truth of my humanless, Samurai solitude, and I pursue the truth of love in myself and in everyone else. I am philosopher. I am shaman. I am alone. I frontier the Soul to be spirit on Earth.
Amera Ziganii Rao © 2011
Amera Ziganii Rao is a former hard news journalist who is now turning professional with her art forms and indeed, her healing forms, after a long journey of inner searching, self teaching and exploring many layers and areas of both craft and wisdom. She is now working on her first book of philosophy and esoteric thought, and social, cultural and spiritual commentary. She is also showing her first photography collections. And last but most definitely not least, she is building a business to share her Sacred Whore High Priestess Society consciousness and empowering explorations to reach as many people as possible across the world. She is in her forties and lives in London.
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In the meantime, please enjoy this website. I have included many of the subjects I am covering, areas of experience and insight that I will be exploring to the fullest in my book, the courses and all the other work that is to come as a dramatist, novelist and essayist. I also of course, include many of the wise people on this planet, who have come long before me; authors, screen dramatists, playwrights, film makers, artists, and other enlighteners and grand carriers of the wisdom I have found the most helpful on my journey, to find peace and become enlightened. The seemingly impossible journey, in the face of oneself and one’s circumstances. People who have contributed massively to my healing on this mad journey called life, in this insane existence called The Universe. People who have helped to make me as good a carrier of wisdom as I in turn, can be. Thank you.
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Thank you to outside sources for photography and artwork. Darkroomed by Amera Ziganii Rao
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