Monday, October 9, 2017

Men and Masks

In Carl Jung's school of analytical psychology there are believed to be "two primary anthropomorphic archetypes of the unconscious mind" - the Anima and Animus. That is to say that the psyche (i.e. soul, mind, spirit, ego, person, subconscious, or whatever else one prefers to call it) is understood to be androgynous (i.e. "partly female and partly male; of indeterminate sex") despite one's sex or "default orientation". Said psyche is thought to create a contra sexuality in the inner life of a person (i.e. a female's masculine contra sexuality - the Animus - is expressed in her "rational thinking" function and a male's feminine contra sexuality - the Anima - is expressed in his "irrational feeling" function. Note: Neither rational nor irrational are better than the other).

The Anima and Animus are understood to serve many roles. They allow us to relate more fully to the world and those in it with an equal measure of head and heart despite our predisposition of personality as governed by our genetically assigned sex and the psychosocial pressures that govern the way people behave according to said sex. Within this particular purview, neuroses (i.e. anxiety, depression, obsessive behavior and so forth - the precursor to psychosis) may arise due to an imbalance of the aforementioned.

One could argue that the imbalance has been cultivated by an enduring & biased patriarchal dogma (i.e. set of principles or tenets) which has strongly influenced how we have historically thought and behaved as a species. One need only look to our religious or profane institutions to see how profoundly masculinized we are. This prevailing masculine perspective has shaped our folkways and mores in disproportionate measure to the influence of the feminine perspective. Keep in mind that the prevailing masculine perspective dates as far back as the Neolithic era (i.e. 10,200 BCE to between 4,500 and 2,000 BCE), to when - it is theorized (Gerda Lerner) - that paternity was arrived at due to the practice of private ownership, a then burgeoning desire to bequeath property and an accompanying need for certainty that a male’s descendants were in fact their own (see “virgin”).

Sunday, December 25, 2016

Quotes: 'Some Things Borrowed'

BORROWED WISDOM: Names have been purposely omitted with the intention that, if found interesting enough, the receiver will seek out their source for him or herself.

"All life has value in itself, independent of its usefulness to humans."

"Fear and those who incite it lead a species to its basest inclinations."

"We live in a world where we have to hide to make love, while violence is practiced in broad daylight."

"One does not become enlightened by imagining figures of light, but by making the darkness conscious."

"Let me be patient, let me be kind, make me unselfish, without being blind, I may have faith to make mountains fall, but if I lack love then I am nothing at all."
"What you resist, persists."

"Be a light unto yourself."

"The basic idea of Ecopsychology is that while the human mind is shaped by the modern social world, it can be readily inspired and comforted by the wider natural world, because that is arena in which it originally evolved. Mental health or unhealth cannot be understood simply in the narrow context of only intrapsychic phenomena or social relations. One also has to include the relationship of humans to other species and ecosystems. The relations have a deep evolutionary history; reach a natural affinity within the structure of their brains and they have a deep psychic significance in the present time, in spite of urbanization. Humans are dependent on healthy nature not only for their physical sustenance, but for mental health, too. The destruction of ecosystems means that something in humans also dies."

"Throw away the clocks and compasses."

"We demand permanency and create a culture based on this demand, inventing gods which are not gods at all but merely a projection of our own desires."

"It used to be that brands were formed from people's desires. Now it's the people that are being formed according to the desires of the brands."

"Every saint has a past. Every sinner has a future."

"A person hears only what they understand."

"The traveler sees what they see, the tourist sees what they have come to see."

"...can't beat a route that in being a beautiful journey becomes an extraordinary destination!"

"I see my path, but I don't know where it leads. Not knowing where I'm going is what inspires me to travel it."

"You must learn a new way to 'think' before you can master a new way to 'be'."


"Our anger or annoyance are more detrimental to us than the things themselves which anger or annoy us."

"There is a point to it, but only up until a point."

"Jikishin kore dojo" (The straightforward mind, this is the place of the way)

"The importance is in forgetting scheduled time, and being more in rhythm with what surrounds you."

"That men do not learn very much from the lessons of history is the most important of all the lessons of history."

"The best journeys answer questions, that in the beginning, you didn't even think to ask."

Monday, February 1, 2016

Poetry: 'Untitled'

One who floats atop ideal
adjusts their depth of field.
And, in focusing on "what is best,"
detests, then all that's real.
To them, who hover high above,
suggesting "what is best,"
I'd suggest
they spend some time
inside the minds
of their oppressed.

Poetry: 'Bane'

There is a poison that's inside me;
It gambols through my veins.
There is a demon that resides here;
whose name I will not speak.
Its hunger is esurient.
It preys upon the weak;
a decomposer of the loathsome
Prosedom built atop the meek - bedraggled bedrock
so bedeviled
by beliefs and all they wreak.
There is a sickness sits beside me.
It whispers in my ear
a dirty tale and fare thee well,
a hallow gale that sweeps the trail
before the gate of Heaven-Hell.
It chews the sinew: "Flesh for sale!"
The sinner, sometimes saint.
The solution, and complaint.
The Great Devourer of the Hours
feasts upon my brain,
and so I thank It for reviving
what's left of me that's sane.
It's a light that casts Its shadows
on the fallow of my soul.
Where what is warmed is found around
where what is cold has taken hold -
It is a fount within which echoes,
"Time itself is growing old."
A weathered well with naught to bale
but banal tales and empty shells;
this devil will not rest.
This darkness in my chest
is but a season come to cycle;
a crimson blossom come to bloom.
For even poison runs it's course,
and all that's reasoned or presumed,
and all that's fixed or finely tuned
is finally churned.
All Life interned,
in turn, will earn
a timely tomb.

Saturday, November 7, 2015

Excerpt: Stultifera Navis

The Ship of Fools - "But water adds to this the dark mass of its own values; it carries off, but it does more: it purifies. Navigation delivers man to the uncertainty of fate; on water, each of us is in the hands of his own destiny; every embarkation is, potentially, the last. It is for the other world that the madman sets sail in his fools' boat; it is from the other world that he comes when he disembarks. The madman's voyage is at once a rigorous division and an absolute Passage. In one sense, it simply develops, across a half-real, half-imaginary geography, the madman's liminal position on the horizon of medieval concern—a position symbolized and made real at the same time by the madman's privilege of being confined within the city gates: his exclusion must enclose him; if he cannot and must not have another prison than the threshold itself, he is kept at the point of passage. He is put in the interior of the exterior, and inversely. A highly symbolic position, which will doubtless remain his until our own day, if we are willing to admit that what was formerly a visible fortress of order has now become the castle of our conscience. Water and navigation certainly play this role. Confined on the ship, from which there is no escape, the madman is delivered to the river with its thousand arms, the sea with its thousand roads, to that great uncertainty external to everything. He is a prisoner in the midst of what is the freest, the openest of routes: bound fast at the infinite crossroads. He is the Passenger par excellence: that is, the prisoner of the passage. And the land he will come to is unknown—as is, once he disembarks, the land from which he comes. He has his truth and his homeland only in that fruitless expanse between two countries that cannot belong to him." ~ 'Madness and Civilization'

Sunday, November 1, 2015

On Ouroboros

My first encounter with Ouroboros was because of a Free Masonry book I read as a child. As my interest in mythology, symbolism, and world religions grew the symbol kept popping up. I recall the book 'Alchemy' by Marie-Louise von Franz; an Ouroboros emblazoned on its bright green cover and then having encountered it again in some literature I had the privilege of perusing in the Catholic National Library at St. Michael's Abbey in Farnborough, Hampshire; a Benedictine Monastery I stayed at for a time. From then on it would be through Jungian literature. Anyhow, I have always been fascinated by it.

The term Ouroboros is Greek in origin although the symbol itself predates its definition and has been used across cultures. The definition states the obvious, it is the Tail Devourer. The Ourboros consumes itself so that it may live. Existence is the source of its own sustenance (i.e. Life requires Life or the loss of Life to thrive). It symbolizes the eternal or immortal process at hand. According to Joseph Campbell, "...the goal of the myth is to dispel the need for such life ignorance by effecting a reconciliation of the individual consciousness with the universal will. And this is effected through a realization of the true relationship of the passing phenomena of time to the imperishable life that lives and dies in all."