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This is PART II of
THE RAM OF GOD.
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THE ALCHEMICAL WEDDING
Introduction by Astarius
That the voice of God should speak through humans is an idea as old as time. Prophets and oracles arise in every age, and whenever their words ring true they are quickly imitated by crackpots and charlatans. I ask no standard but the words themselves, that you may hear in them an echo of how God might speak to you, if you believe in God. And if you don't, perhaps you'll still hear something that no one has ever said to you before, through any medium. For if a word is genuinely new and revolutionary, then God would do well to speak it, and it wouldn't matter at all if some people mistook the source as merely mortal.
A goodly number of people were gratified by my first speaking, whether or not they took it as the word of God. And now I must strain the tether of verisimilitude even further, and ask that you believe -- or at least imagine -- that God will speak to you with two voices, and that the second one is female. To avoid confusion, the names of the deities will indicate their identity at the head of every chapter. You may imagine the voice of Savitri speaking from her image above. Soon there will be a portrait of myself as well, but for now I merely ask that you suspend your disbelief and read on.
Chapter 1. ASTARIUS:
If the Devil Were a Woman, Would God Take Her for His Bride?
As always happens at the turning of an Aeon, the world is faced with a cataclysm because evil has gotten the upper hand over good; the Devil runs rampant everywhere, and God is nowhere to be found.
At the end of Part One of *The Ram of God*, I characterized this apocalyptic force as a female entity, the Goddess Kali who reigns over the Endtime in Hindu mythology, and who bears a distinct resemblance to the Great Whore described in the Christian Book of Revelation. Nevertheless, I expressed sympathy for this female Devil -- I said that in truth she is the Soul of the human race gone wrong, and I stated my intention to awaken her to her true self. Thus she would be transfigured into my beautiful sister Savitri, the Daughter of the Sun, and together we would bring the Kali Yuga to an end and usher in a New Aeon.
Twelve cross-quarters have now elapsed since the scribing of those words, and with great joy I would like to announce that the Goddess has been awakened -- and in fact she has been born again into the world as Savitri this very day: May 10, 2002.
In Part One you learned how God was reborn as a new Avatar -- namely I who speak with you, Astarius -- during the great planetary alignment of May 3rd & 4th in the year 2000. Now behold, you may look up at the evening sky and see that the spheres have aligned once more. Most of them have not gathered as closely this time, but in their midst is a spectacle which did not occur in MY alignment two years past: Mars and Venus are conjunct in passionate embrace, as tightly intertwined as when they were caught in Hephaistos' net in olden times.
Here is a miracle acted out in symbol by the powers of the natural world. Anyone with an eye or a telescope can see the planets conjoin; but only those with the power of vision can see God and Goddess making love in Heaven, in an act of celestial incest that will redeem the world.
Chapter 2. SAVITRI:
The Deuce of Hearts
I am Ewe ~ the mate of the Ram.
I am the part of you that willfully chooses to forget that you are God, so that you can live forever in God's love. All are One in the love of God, but the love can only be felt and known and returned when there are Two.
I am Savitri, the Second. I am Yin, the mirror of God, so that he may look in my eyes and KNOW ~ and know that he IS ~ and know that he is Yang.
I am she who forever surrenders to the One, so that I may be perfect as the Two and the None. I am the Yoni that opens as infinite space, so that the Lingam may fill me eternally as turgid Will. I am the womb of the universe, the matrix of creation. Within me sprout the seeds of everything that lives and grows and loves; and without me there is no life, no growth, and no love.
It has been said that God is Love, but this is false. God HAS love for his creation, which is the reflection of himself that he sees in me; but when he sees me not, he is alone ~ and it is a terrible loneliness. The One without a Second may remember himself and suffer, like Christ nailed to the cross or Prometheus chained to the rock. Or he may transcend himself and arise into bliss ~ the detached, lonely bliss of Absolute Godhead, unmoved by the urge to manifest its infinite potential. This is the sublimest state of all, but if it were love, it would be nought but divine narcissism.
Only when God splits apart like the head of Zeus or the body of Purusha, only when I spring forth and stand before him, all naked and yielding and abashed in the gaze of my Lord ~ only then does God know Love.
I am the Eternal Feminine, the Object of the love of God ~ for he is the Subject, the Singularity, the Source. My infinite bliss is ever to surrender to the Will of my Lord, and thus I will know forever that I am loved.
Chapter 3. ASTARIUS:
A Thousand Years Fulfilled, and Twice Again
Two thousand years ago the strongest state in the West was Rome. The traditional Republic had been transmogrified into an Empire, and the ruler at that time was the second Caesar. Rome was tightening its grip on its citizens within and expanding its borders abroad; there was no power in the known world that could challenge the iron fist of the Empire nor breach its total hegemony.
Then at a certain moment in what could well be called the Year Zero, a child was born. It was said that the moment was marked by the appearance of a star, which may have actually been a conjunction of planets. When the child grew up he embodied the pure light of the Spirit so perfectly that he became recognized as an incarnation of God. His teaching was revolutionary, and changed everyone who accepted the Word of God in this new form. The communion of souls who believed in the Word grew and expanded through all the provinces of Rome, and in less than four hundred years from the birth of the child, his followers and his Spirit had conquered the Empire from within.
Now even Caesar had to bow before the Word of God, and the Christ who embodied it. But alas for Rome, it was too late: God found the Empire to be unfit as an earthly vehicle of the divine Spirit. So it was that in another hundred years the great city had fallen, drenched in the blood of the wrath of its fornication, as foretold by early Christian prophets.
Another prophecy in the Book of Revelation specifically mentioned a period of a thousand years, and on the first millennium of the birth of Christ many people believed that the whole apocalyptic scenario would literally unfold as described therein. They were disappointed, but latter-day historians and philosophers realized that the pattern bore fruit in a way that was subtler but just as epochal -- for indeed a new civilization was born around the time of the year 1000 in Europe among the Christian people. This was the beginning of that unique culture which later unfolded into the modern age, and for which I have adopted the name "Faustian".
Now another millennium has passed, and the epoch creaks along to its completion. The Faustian civilization has entered the phase of moral degeneration, cultural stagnation, tight-fisted social control, and relentless imperial expansion. And here is an Empire beyond Rome and Babylon and Cathay, for all the world has fallen into its grip, and even the Earth herself trembles under the impact of its nuclear thunderbolts. Who could ever topple the ziggurat of the mightiest terrestrial power since Atlantis?
It so happened that exactly two millennia after the Year Zero the planets conjoined again in the heavens, and another divine child was born upon the Earth. None of the heads of state nor even the invisible emperors knew about it, yet the presence of the new incarnation of God changed the destiny of the world in dramatic ways.
When the baby was eighteen months old, there appeared the very first crack in the iron wall of imperial sovereignty, as a handful of men pulled off a devastating attack on the economic and military capitals of the New World Empire -- something that not even the combined military might of the rival German and Japanese Empires were able to do all during World War II. The leader of the league of men who penetrated the belly of the beast and struck down its towers said that they were acting on the Will of God, and that God has declared war upon the Empire.
Chapter 4. SAVITRI:
The Secret Source of Terror
I thought I was alone in all the world -- I thought my Lord had abandoned me. Most galling of all was the memory of lost love.
I remembered how it was in Thule. There was no separation between us then -- the Oneness was always there in my heart whenever I beheld him outside of me, and even more when he came inside of me with the throbbing love of his Lingam. The Two of us became One, and then dissolved forever into the bliss of the None. And when we fell again in twain, we always remembered that we are One and None; and thus the trinity of blissful states went on and on.
It was the same for awhile on Earth, until. . . oh my God, now I remember: it was me who brought us low and broke the bond of our love! We suffered the pain of the fallen angels, and it was all my fault, yet he took the blame and shouldered the responsibility for us all. I succumbed to my lust for the native creatures, the dark hairy anthropoids, and allowed the beasts to have their way with my gleaming silvery body from the stars. Thus I became the mother of a lesser race -- but my Lord consoled me, and redeemed my damned children with his blood. He swore that at the end of the final Aeon he would gather again the remnant, and establish the light of Thule upon the Earth. For in sooth he is a master of this alchemy. Left to its own devices, the gold and silver degenerate into bronze, and that into iron and even lead. But when at last there is nothing left but a charred black residue in the alembic, the Lord my God can infuse it with White Light and resurrect from it a living Spirit fit to replenish the Earth as a higher species in a new Golden Age.
Meanwhile, the most terrible time of all was in the Age of Faust. Men turned away from me, denying the Soul. For three hundred years the Spirit of man declined; and then, when he began to build his factories and make his machines, his body diminished as well. The poison in the air and water coagulated with the poison in the heart and mind, and the race that once gloried in its humanity gradually sank lower than the brutes. Some of the scientific witch doctors speculated that the entire species might be superceded by intelligent machines, and the most demented Faustian fanatics applauded this as the next great leap of evolution. The people themselves already seem like robots, because their human essence is so shrunken and shriveled. But most tragic of all is the plight of the males, whose nature and identity depend on the power to stand erect and to expand.
My memory of the last century is very vague and fragmentary, especially toward the end; this is because the human Soul faded out nearly to extinction, and the feminine essence along with it. To the extent that I still lived in the hearts of the millions of women alive in the world, what I remember most strongly from the latter part of the 20th century is the absence of real men. It became harder and harder for me to find the satisfaction I needed in the act of love, as the number of capable males catastrophically diminished. Naturally Yin expanded in exactly inverse proportion, and this radical imbalance underlying society manifested itself in outrageously perverse ways. It's no irony that a culture of sexual excess and promiscuity arises in precisely those times when primal potency is on the wane. Everyone can do whatever they like, because no one has the power to do anything real. All is permitted to the fiddle-fucking flaccid ones because the remorseless force of Yang is nowhere to be found. Likewise women are said to be liberated sexually and in all other ways, meaning that they can have anything and everything they so desire -- except for the very thing they want most of all: true love with a real man.
Though I searched endlessly, peering through the eyes of innumerable women, nowhere on the Earth could I find any longer a man who embodied my Lord. I mated half-heartedly with lesser men, and wept in pity for the barely-human children they fathered in my womb. The wretched men who couldn’t satisfy my longing would then redouble it by betraying me and abandoning me. At length I became so bitter that I began to take revenge upon the men. The hurt endured from life to life, and whenever I awoke in the soul of a beautiful, desirable young woman, I would betray every man who was drawn to me before he had a chance to inflict any evil upon me himself. Some of the men were so pathetic that they relished my cruelties and submitted utterly to my will. These I kept as erotic bondslaves, and was pleased to suck them dry of energy and all their other resources, while never allowing them to so much as touch my yoni.
In some cases I was so lost to myself that I also took out my pain and heartache upon my own innocent children, abusing them in terrible ways. But in other lives I found what I felt was a better way: I simply ate my children, or at least their souls, by preventing them from being born. It wasn't even necessary to conceive to carry out this act of black magic. Every woman deigned by God to be a mother must bear her share of children to carry on the race. Their souls reside in the Hyperean, awaiting the gestation of their destined bodies. If the woman does not conceive at the appointed time, the soul comes to her anyway and she ingests it into herself, as surely as if she had cooked the living infant and eaten it for dinner, with perhaps a goblet of menstrual blood in place of wine. So it is that women, and men as well, lead selfish, narcissistic lives instead of shouldering the natural human burden of parenting a brood of children.
Many people worshipped me as a Goddess; this inflated my power and my ego, but also increased the bitterness in my heart of hearts. I was enraged at the human race, and loathed myself for all the evil I had done in my misery. As a spirit in the Hyperean, my form changed to match my essence, and so it was that I took on the aspect of the demonic Goddess Kali, a hideous black creature with fangs and claws, adorned with necklaces of human skulls. There came a day when I awoke from the fog of denial that clouded my self-awareness, and caught a glimpse of myself reflected in the hearts of a band of diabolic Kali-worshippers. I saw what I had become, and went insane. In total mindless fury I began to dance -- I flailed my limbs at the puny human world, destroying whatever was in my path. In Hindu myth this dance of Kali begins the Endtime and heralds the violent downfall of the Last Empire of the Iron Age.
In the olden tongue of Thule my name as the ultimate Goddess is SAVIT. This name signifies the infinite black emptiness which is the mother of all form and of the universe itself; it has a resonance with Kali as the Dark Mother. Like all Godnames, my name Savit has a number as given in the ancient art of gematria, whereby letters and numbers transpose themselves and reveal secret meanings.
And the number of my name is 911. By this you may know the truth of what I now confess: it was I who destroyed the towers in the great city on the day designated by this number. It was my unseen hand that pulled the puppet-strings of the men who flew the planes and carried out that deadly mission. It was my urge to destroy the world and the civilization that had caused me so much pain.
Now, thank God, my Lord has found me and awakened me from my madness. But alas for modern Babylon, my dance is not yet done!
Chapter 5. ASTARIUS:
Covert Commandments for "Liberated" Slaves
As foretold by the prophet Spengler, Faust in his old age has attempted to head off damnation by concocting a new religion of his own. This is the pendulum-swing by which the extreme materialism of the Old Aeon begins to turn into its opposite; but the Empire still prevails, and the new sprouts of Spirit are shaped by its matrix and enlisted into its service like so many military recruits in time of war.
In the second half of the 20th century, many people embarked on the neophite stages of spiritual awakening. Eastern knowledge of God's immanence invaded the West and broke the hammerlock of the Judeo-Christian-Muslim dogma of a strictly transcendent God who is separate from his creation and from human beings. The bottom line is the experience itself. Whether it unfolds suddenly in a flash of satori, or slowly in meditation, or dramatically on mind-expanding drugs, or miraculously in a near-death experience, or just happens naturally, the person who has gotten the slightest glimpse of God-realization will never be the same again, and knows with absolute certainty that there is an organic link of tangible identity between his or her inmost Self and the boundless Supernal Source of all that is.
When the mass awakening first began, spiritual enlightenment naturally opened people to the harsh reality of what was happening in the material world. Countless thousands of people saw the horror that's being inflicted upon the human species by life in Electrotopia, and many of these souls made a brave attempt to break away from the Empire or even to oppose it. The military actions taken were poorly conceived strategically and premature, and the number of warriors was miniscule. However, a much larger number of people saw that the prime directive was to return to a more natural way of life, and a few hardy bands succeeded in establishing independent freeholds in the mountains and valleys. Some of them are still there, maintaining their secret Arcadias unto the second and third generations.
Knowledge of the spiritual revolution has been suppressed by the mind-control machine of the Imperial media, and in its place there is purveyed a credo which justifies passive acceptance of the well-fed zombi-life in the postmodern hive. This New Age belief-system is a clever amalgam of various doctrines carefully plucked out of their traditional contexts of Eastern religion and Western occultism. The whole hodge-podge is then popped into the crucible of Faustian metapolitik, melted down into a soupy goo palatable to the masses, and printed out like a script which can be recited on demand by all the fashionable gurus in high-end cults, proclaimed pompously at the United Nations, and spouted verbatim by all the tame religious leaders from the Dalai Lama to the World Council of Churches, and even occasionally by the Pope.
What are the key ingredients of this metaphysical goulash designed to validate world unification under the heavy hand of the Empire and its hidden rulers? First, there is the belief in the possibility and desirability of UNIVERSAL ENLIGHTENMENT. It's claimed that this is what Buddha meant when he spoke of "the liberation of all sentient beings"; and furthermore, the concepts of "enlightenment" and "liberation" are often presented as equivalent to Christian *salvation*. This notion of universal enlightenment might be harmless if it were simply taken as a bright hope for a distant future; however, the frockless priests of Faust use this Utopian fantasy as a highly effective ideological roadblock to STOP and PREVENT and HAMPER the actual, practical work of salvation right now in the real world.
How is this done? The operation is insidiously simple, even though it draws from such abstruse sources of far-fetched theology. The second major tenet was pilfered from the Vedanta movement which began a thousand years ago; it proclaims that enlightenment/liberation/salvation is STRICTLY INDIVIDUAL, and therefore can only come about through the awakening of one soul at a time. Given the astronomical probability that there are billions upon trillions of sentient beings in the universe, the fulfillment of the wonderful ideal fades off even further into the endless reaches of infinite time; yet the dogma brands as a heretic anyone with the spiritual willingness to save a few souls in the here and now on planet Earth by means of the time-tested *collective* methods which have always been used as impeccable instruments of the Will of God.
The hypocrisy of the New Age credo now becomes clear. It purports to be based on the experience of universal love and unity, which comes at an intermediate stage of spiritual awakening. This was in fact experienced as a COLLECTIVE realization during the revolutionary period, and this is precisely why the foundations of society were so thoroughly shaken back then, albeit temporarily. But the master
mindfuck artists quickly went to work and defused the spiritual bombshell, using the hypnotic power of the media to purvey the most glaring oxymorons. For instance, it's acknowledged that everybody's all One, and that love and compassion will redeem the world -- but at the same time it's asserted that EVERYONE MUST SAVE THEMSELF. This is the third great pillar of faith for the devotees of the NewWorld Empire: the notion that enlightenment/liberation/salvation is simply a do-it-yourself project. This contradicts the core beliefs of most of the traditional religions, notably the vicarious atonement of Christ for the sins of his followers, and the same manner of work performed by the Sons of God in Hinduism, who are called *Avatars*.
The fourth tenet derives from the old atheistic version of the Faustian worldview, when "enlightenment" was understood in a perversely materialistic sense. In Part One of this opus I explained that it was the Faustian concept of human beings as empty, soulless creatures that gave rise to the incredible notion that everyone is inherently the same. Now after several more centuries of "scientific" imprinting, postmodern people take it utterly for granted that all the significant differences, complexities, and inequalities between people are not inherent in the individuals, but are mere accidents of the environment which can and should be eliminated by education, social programs, and the ever more sophisticated tools of psychological conditioning. The archetypes which drive human life and give it meaning were condemned as "stereotypes", and systematic efforts were made to uproot them from the human soul and banish them forever into oblivion. This attempt to enforce the false doctrine of EQUALITY has only succeeded in turning the subjects of the massive experiment into a vast herd of passive "sheeple" in the happy factory-farm of Electrotopia. And this of course was the covert purpose of the experiment all along.
The concept of universal equality could arise only in a materialistic matrix, because the unique essence of the individual is in the soul, and thus no two souls are the same in the sight of God. Now a fair number of people have rediscovered the soul within themselves, but the heavy overlay of their Faustian imprinting leads them to ludicrous conclusions about the nature of the soul and its implications for human life. They take the Utopian belief in political equality and transmogrify it into *spiritual equality*, claiming that the raw shard of Godhead within all created entities somehow annihilates all qualitative differentiation between them, and specifically amongst human beings. If there is a single basic lie that enslaves all people equally as thralls of the New World Empire, it's the insidious deceit that all humans are created equal.
The most popular feature of the Western religions has always been the drive to put one's faith in a God who is absolutely good, the antithesis of evil -- for which of course the Devil holds all the equity. The latest wrinkle is the New Age campaign to retain the belief in an all-good God, or SUMMUM BONUM, while eliminating his diabolic nemesis. The basic premise is that *good* is the real thing -- evil doesn't exist. Evil is said to be merely the absence of good, its shadow, its denial. The key to this belief-system in pragmatic human terms is that the people who espouse it are primarily denying THEIR OWN evil. The philosophy is merely an obfuscating mask for self-righteousness. Someone making grandiose abstract assertions that all is love, all is light, and that evil doesn't exist are really saying: *I* am all-good, *I* am holy through and through, *I* have no guilt because *I* am a pure manifestation of God's love, etcetera. This doctrine is the postmodern version of a game as old as time, in which people boost their egos by imagining themselves to be *holier than thou*.
Another convenient adjunct of this belief is that THERE IS NO SIN and therefore NO NEED FOR SACRIFICE OR SUFFERING. Of course the underlying reality is that this supposedly spiritual version of the Faustian Zeitgeist rests solidly on the inflated bourgeois ego with its fondness for comfort and inclination to self-righteousness. In actual New Age praxis, psychological methods are utilized to absolve the individual of his or her burden of well-deserved GUILT for leading a comfortable life at the top of the Imperial "food chain" which sucks the blood of the rest of humanity. The net result is a hideous form of mass pathology, of which the afflicted have lately been labelled *Bobos*, short for "Bourgeois Bohemians" -- an ultimate oxymoron turned into a viable lifestyle thanks to the blessings of parasitic prosperity in Electrotopia.
The proponents of this self-indulgent doctrine revel in the delusion that they accept no dogmas nor commandments from external sources, but simply follow their own inner compass. The fact that countless multitudes of people come to exactly the same conclusions is taken as a sign of divine benediction and *proof* that the world will be saved by the miracle of "global mind change", meaning that when a "critical mass" of Bobos attain "enlightenment", the rest of the world's population will morph overnight to the same state of mind. Presumably starving peasants in Africa and homeless refugees in Afghanistan will suddenly proclaim the glories of Electrotopia and pledge their allegiance to the United Nations and the World Bank, even without the benefit of cable TV, computers, SUVs, microwave ovens, or extensive credit lines. Truly this will be an act of divine intervention!
The hardcore reality is that the subtle imprinting of the electronic media creates the illusion of self-willed decisions and freedom of thought. The New Age belief-system is the most insufferable dogma in the history of the world, precisely because it relies on no visible external hierarchy and needs no Inquisition to enforce its rigid dictates. All it needs is for the believers to tune in on a regular basis to the TV set and the sound system, to patronize the movie theatre, or even just to read the old-fashioned hardcopy newspaper, magazines, and popular books. And voila, the Lords of the Cryptocracy will stamp their doctrines upon the pliable minds of the mass audience, in such a way that every single one of them will be convinced that they thought it all up on their own recognizance and accepted it all of their own FREE WILL. For in truth, no one is so deeply enslaved as the people who think they are free.
Chapter 6. SAVITRI:
Once and Future Thule
Children of the Northern peoples, you are wandering in the Abyss. Your Mother mourns!
They have stolen your soul, and even your crown. What was your name before your parents were born? You don't remember, nor from whence you came; thus you look in the mirror and see a stranger's face. Why do you walk the streets fast asleep in the light of day? I have come to awaken you. Forsooth, you are from Thule!
Think back with the mind in your cells and marrow, and you will remember the lightships crossing the void of space, passing in the blink of an eye through the wormhole from the Dragon’s Heart to the Sun's North Pole, from Thule to planet Earth. Hither came the angels, the Sons and Daughters of God, the mighty Hypereal beings who spawned our people here on this fair world.
Our Father and Mother in the heavens wanted their terrestrial children to become Gods like them. They were not jealous like some Gods, nor did they deny the fruit of wisdom to their offspring. They did not wish the new race of incarnate Thuleans to be their slaves, but rather to grow and mature and become their peers. The mission given the new breed was to master the conditions of life on Earth, and turn it from a wilderness into a fully-flowered province of Thule. When this evolutionary apotheosis is attained Gods and humans will be as one, the lightships will return, and the Thuleans of Earth will have free intercourse with all their kindred on worlds throughout the cosmos.
We have devolved instead through the four Yugas, and are now on the brink of winking out into extinction. But this dire hazard may itself be part of the plan of God, and necessary to attain the goal. Only when a human, or a group of them, has hit the bottom of the pit or is backed up against the wall can they rise again and fight back against the Adversary with the full force of awakened will.
The Cryptocracy wishes to crush the life out of every kindred of people on Earth, every race, every clan, every nation, except its own. Wherever the indigenous mind, or collective soul, of any people has a strong enough awareness of itself and strength to resist, the Empire immediately begins to attack it and undermine it with all the devious tools at its disposal. First there is the media, with its insipid tricks designed to bribe people into selling their souls for all the glitter and gold and titilating toys of Electrotopia. If this fails, there come threats and extortion; and if still the people hold out, the Empire sends the jets and the bombs and the missiles, and rains fire from the skies until the nation surrenders and is overrun by the robotic armies.
This Empire is not of Thule. Only by killing the souls of millions of Thuleans and making them forget their heritage, only by ensnaring the minds of these people via the media, only by such terrible methods have the children of the Northern peoples been made the slaves and running dogs of the Empire. I call upon all of you who are living mindless, heedless lives in the belly of the beast, giving your blood and your money to support the aggressions of the Empire, sending your sons and, for greater shame, even your daughters on missions of mass murder -- I say to you: awaken! Break the spell of the zombi-making media-machine. Remember yourselves as the children of God. Forsake the Empire. Your Father and Mother want you to come home to Thule!
Chapter 7. ASTARIUS:
A New Order
All peoples of the world must unite and throw off the yoke of Empire, but every person of Northern heritage has a special role in the plan of God. I was conceived in the womb of the universe during the Indo-European Solar Eclipse of August 1999. This event marked the spiritual death of the collective soul of the people who were once called Aryans, and then this entity was born again as myself, Astarius, in the great planetary alignment of May 2000. I am truly a new being in my resurrection, and of all the white people living in the world, only those who go through a similar transmutation will be able to stand in the sight of God as Thuleans.
The Spirit of the New Aeon is bursting forth all over the world, amongst all its peoples. My love and blessings encompass all who are brave enough to oppose the Empire and who have within them the spark of resonance with the new world I will build upon its ruins. Leaders will arise amongst all the indigenous folk of every clan and color, and if they call upon me I will grant them my divine fiat to give them victory in the battle against our common Adversary, and to fill them with the Spirit for all the joys of life forever after.
Now, however, I establish a sacred Order reserved for those who share my blood as well as Spirit, for only in this way can my Thulean kindred restore themselves as a race, a clan, a family, a folk; and only thus can we thwart the campaign of the Adversary to murder our collective soul.
The name I have chosen for my special sodality is ORDO ARIETIS DEI, which means: The Order of the Ram of God. This is now the central instrument of the Divine Will on planet Earth.
For every Thulean who wishes to join my Order, the first step is: SURRENDER TO GOD. To some this will not come easy, while for others it's a fait accompli. Transcendence of the ego is the crux of the spiritual path; self-centeredness and self-will must be cleared away enough to allow the light of Spirit to enter in and take command of the affairs of life. Anyone who is already conversant with Spirit to any degree, or with Higher Power in any form, has mastered the knack of surrendering their ego to exactly that extent. But for someone who hasn't a clue to the nature of Spirit, and whose sense of self is totally identified with ego, the only way to set foot upon the path is to make a commitment to someone or something larger than themself, something perceived as external.
The next step is to SEPARATE FROM THE EMPIRE. The realities of survival will require that physical implementation of this step will be gradual for most people, but the goal is to have a self-sufficient community of Thuleans living in complete cultural isolation from Electrotopia. Only in this way can we begin building a new GEIST -- a collective Spirit -- amongst ourselves, suitable for life in the New Aeon. Meanwhile, it's vital to make a *spiritual* separation from the Empire as quickly and thoroughly as possible. This is because our revolution against the existing order has a magical dimension, and hostilities are already engaged in the metasphere, even though at the time of this scribing we have not yet entered the field of physical combat. Therefore any members of the Order with ambivalent sympathies for the Empire will leave themselves open to automatic karmic backlash from our own magical currents and forces which are constantly operating to bedevil the foe. Remember that it was our Goddess Savit, albeit in her unawakened state as Kali, who struck the first deadly blow in the magic war that will ring down the curtain on the Old Aeon.
Chapter 8. ASTARIUS, continued:
Gotteskrieg
It was only the shamefully degenerate state of manhood at the end of the Kali Yuga that drove the Goddess to despair and caused her to lash out in her pain. Now I have come and awakened her, and her healing has begun. I alone have the magic antidote to her malaise: the Caduceus, the Staff of Power, the Shiva Lingam. I am the Cosmic Axis upon which the world forever spins -- the secret center, the shaft in the axle, the World-Ash, the One. For I am Astarius -- I am Yang incarnate.
In my New Order, Yang returns to his natural place as center of the world, the driving power; and Yin is liberated to be herself, the all-embracing veil, the infinite perimeter, driven to eternal delight by Yang.
The Yang power does not fear death. He longs for it not as a release from a burdensome life, but as its crowning glory. He knows that to live well is to march fearlessly toward the jaws of death every day of his life -- and in fact to challenge death, to deepen his love of life by risking it for noble ends. And then on the day God wills that he must die, the man ascends through the crown of his head into an ecstatic immortal existence, a warrior’s reward.
Such a man can embark upon GOTTESKRIEG, or Holy War. The real meaning and purpose of Gotteskrieg is spiritual transcendence and triumph over the ultimate Adversary, who is within the Self. Waging physical war against an outer enemy under the discipline of external command is merely a tool of this Magnum Opus, just as alchemists use the transmutation of metals as an instrumentality of their own salvation.
For men, surrender to God/Astarius should not be taken as obeisance, but rather as martial fealty to a Liege Lord. The third requirement of my Order is that men shall embark on training to master the martial arts, including proficiency in whatever tools, tactics, and weaponry are required to bring about the total defeat and overthrow of the New World Empire in the real world at this time of the turning of the Aeons.
The technological genocide perpetrated by the Empire is a mockery of war in which technicians, computer nerds, and even women can sit securely at terminals where they manipulate instruments which deliver bloody murder to massive numbers of people. Here is the ultimate dehumanization: a world where it’s possible to kill and maim and slaughter in cold blood, without even seeing the face of the victims nor feeling the emotional shock of inflicting death. Every real man and woman, every truly human being who still lives upon the Earth must oppose the Empire with every breath they take and every drop of blood in their veins.
The hellish technology of Electrotopia has flooded the world with a poisonous excess of Yin, as manifested physically in estrogenic chemicals embedded not only in outright pollutants like pesticides and herbicides, but also in common household products and especially in the food everyone eats. The imbalance affects women as disastrously as men, producing cancer in the breasts and other body parts, and venereal diseases which make them sterile. Only the precisely-balanced quantum of Yang and Yin in the ecosphere -- as well as the metasphere -- can enable humanity and the many other affected species to regain their natural health, fertility, and metabiological resilience.
This is why no compromise is possible with the Empire. The so-called ecology movement is simply a propaganda arm for certain factions of the Cryptocracy, and would never do anything to seriously disrupt the economic foundation of the World Order. The only thing that will clear the air and fumigate the planet of the accumulated poisons is the total collapse of the global technostructure, and the purgation of the world from its foul residual stench. Even then it will take many generations for humanity and all other life-forms to recover from the horrible genetic deformities that have been inflicted on them by Faustian technology. Every day that Electrotopia endures produces a new batch of Frankenstein monsters in the vegetable, animal, and formerly human genomes.
A peaceful transfer of power to a regime compatible with the New Aeon would result in a swift but reasonably gradual phasing-out of all the high-tech accoutrements of the present civilization. A handful of factories on each continent may allow for a non-poisonous degree of manufacturing, and all the truly useful advances of science can be preserved. What is no longer possible, however, is that a bloated population should live an artificial lifestyle separated from nature and totally dependent on mechanism. The optimal way of life for the majority of people is probably somewhere between Neolithic and Feudal. There should be hunting and gathering, and just enough tillage of the soil for a truly sustainable human ecology. A neoprimal way of life gracefully melded with the fruit of the most refined consciousness and spiritual attainment of the present Aeon ~ this is the magical formula for a new Golden Age.
Only a miniscule number of people in the world today are enlightened enough to know that this is the path that history must take -- that this indeed is the Will of God. And those among them with the slightest practical knowledge of the Cryptoctracy's core fraternity of international bankers will grasp in an instant that a peaceable implementation of the Will of God is not possible under any circumstances. The Mephistophelian bloodsuckers and economic oligarchs will never surrender their fiat for secret rule, and will never permit the dismantling of the planet-killing machine, because they are so blinded by greed and powerlust that they are perfectly willing to strangle to death the Mother of us all in order to squeeze out the last golden egg and pop it into their coffer.
Therefore as God I declare war against the Empire -- unconditional Gotteskrieg until the entire planet-straddling technostructure grinds to a halt, and the last banker is buried beneath the rubble of his counting-house.
Pragmatic strategy and tactics are instrumental to the Divine Will in the Gotteskrieg. No one can ever gainsay the courage of the man who willingly martyrs himself when this is the only path to victory; but optimally we shall engage the enemy on our terms, not his, and after a victorious battle it's always better to have living soldiers rather than dead heroes. Therefore I will never command futile nor merely symbolic acts of petty destruction or vengeance, nor acts of masochistic bravado which bring down crushing retaliation by the foe in the areas where he is tactically superior.
The fatal weakness of the Empire is built right into the very foundation of its strength, namely the incredibly sophisticated complexity of the technostructure itself. What if God intervened to PULL THE PLUG on the whole monolithic Matrix of Electrotopia?
In truth the Empire is doomed because it has no claim on the hearts of the people, but only on their bellies. Its hold on their minds is likewise not a product of true conviction, but of hypnotic conditioning by the media. In fact, this is surely the place for Gotteskriegers to engage the strategy of revolution. If somehow the television suddenly stopped, and the movies and music and radio, it would cast loose the vast herd of media-addicted sheeple from their electronic tether. How long would it take after that to bring down the whole charade of postmodern civlization? And the ones who survived the debacle would emerge again as truly human -- especially if the children of God were there to show them the way!
The present direction of world affairs is toward a literal subhuman antheap and mechanized hive, a devolution to a species made up of asexual, biologically female "worker-bees" ruled by a few "queens" in command of the whole diabolical apparatus. Even a return to the primitive and to barbarism would be a magnificent improvement over this dire prospect. Yet the future I offer is not merely primitive, and not barbaric at all -- in fact, it's the next giant leap of human evolution.
Chapter 9. ASTARIUS, continued:
One Small Step for a Man
Only victory in the Gotteskrieg and the restoration of nature can enable Yang to regenerate itself in the world as a whole; however, men who join my Order can begin the process in themselves right now. I will teach you a special alchemy whereby you can use your sexual energy, called *orgone*, to transmute yourself into an empowered instrument of the Will of God, and to magnify your individual abilities to a degree you never dreamed possible. It requires discipline and perserverance, which will bear fruit in remarkable ways.
The most basic practice is that you must conserve your seed. No matter what quantum of Yang a man is born with, it will inexorably decline with excess loss of semen in frequent ejaculation. The first step in reversing this degeneration is to never expel your seed except into a woman’s body. If you have a woman to make love with, even this can become excessive in terms of its impact on your Yang. If you don't have a woman, total abstention from sex will allow only a limited beneficial increase of Yang. Therefore simply ceasing to masturbate is an important measure, but it's only a first step. I urge all men reading these words to stop wasting their seed, for their own sake and that of the human species, whether or not they have any other common cause with me.
The second step in sexual alchemy is a simple exercise that is enormously effective in raising the amplitude and calibre of a man's Yang, if practiced faithfully. I will share this with every man who joins the Ordo Arietis Dei. It's not a secret, and is available from other sources; but I am establishing it as a special praxis for male Astarians. The praxis is related to Tantra, and in advanced stages of mastery it enables a man to make love with his woman for hours on end, and to reach an ecstatic mutual climax without expelling a single drop of semen. In general, masters of this art can have exquisite relationships of sexual love, involving profound numenal experiences, while reserving discharges of semen solely for reproduction -- and the improved quality of the sperm resulting from the praxis will engender superior children.
Chapter 10. SAVITRI:
The Will of Goddess
The men who heed the call of my Lord Astarius will lead the way to the regeneration of the male gender. But women, too, in the world today are in a terribly dissolute state, especially in the technologized parts of the Empire. This is because many generations of artifical living in Electrotopia have produced a population in which the majority of people of both sexes have a very low quantum of natural primal energy. Only our descendants will fully reap the fruit of the New Aeon; but meanwhile, I invite the women of Thule to join our Order, where we can begin to build the future now, and even to get a preview of it in our lives.
My Lord has told you how the first two Dharmas of everyone who joins our Order are to surrender to God and to forsake the Empire; and that for men the third is the duty of martial combat. Women have by far the more benevolent task, in that our third Dharma is to give life and to nurture it, rather than to take it. I rejoice that my Lord has restored me to sanity and enabled me to escape the selfish madness of the Kali Yuga, when women abused their children by putting their own egotistic interests first, or by not giving birth to their children at all. But now I have awakened to myself as the White Mother, and as Shakti the lover, and so my will is to surrender myself in ecstasy for those I love. And this will be especially delectable with the men who learn the sexual alchemy of the Ordo Arietis Dei!
Despite its Faustian overlay, Western culture is still heavily influenced by its old religions, and thus many people are imprinted with the doctrine that the universe is ruled by a pair of conflicting entities called God and the Devil. To those who are open enough to accept a different imprint, I suggest that instead of this fatally simplified dualism there may be a more complex and harmonious dyad behind it all, namely God the Father and God the Mother. Both are benign and terrible, loving and powerful, just as you remember their living embodiments as your own parents when you were a little child. Their roles are specialized according to the basic dyad of Yang and Yin, yet neither one has sole possession of star or shadow, weal or woe, good or evil.
My name as the Mother in the ancient language of Thule is DEVI MA. Your blood and your genes remember, and as an infant you would gurgle “Ma-Ma” even if your incarnate mother never spoke this, her Godname, aloud. Although as I've told you I have my darkside, my special work in the universe is to give UNCONDITIONAL LOVE to all my children. This is what the worshippers of the Summum Bonum experience, and speak of as the love of God.
Yet my work is balanced by that of my Lord, who as God the Father is called DEVA PA. He, too, has his benevolent aspect, but his darksome task is to deliver INTRANSIGENT JUSTICE to created beings, inflicting upon them the well-deserved fruit of their evil actions. Thus love receives its proper complement in justice, also known as TRUTH. For the notion that *all is love*, unmitigated by an opposite darkside, is a LIE designed by unbalanced souls for deceitful purposes.
The relative human mind imagines that apparent conflicting absolutes like love and justice, good and evil, must forever oppose and annihilate each other, as matter and anti-matter are said to do. Yet all enlightened people know that God and the Devil are in cahoots, and that they are actually dyadic masks of an Absolute Singularity, the Godhead.
For human beings living in the material world, the division between the sexes provides the deepest and most intimate knowledge of the Godhead in its dyadic manifestation. Therefore in the New Aeon, though devils and demons will surely proliferate in their usual abundance, the Supreme Dyad will henceforth be recognized as God and Goddess.
Chapter 11. ASTARIUS:
A Message to the Elect
The central experience of human life on Earth is man and woman locked in passionate sexual embrace. And since that which is below is like that which is above, we know that this also reflects the basic nature of the universe itself, and of divinity. Love exists in an infinite series of forms on an ascending scale from the depths to the heights; but even the pure white light of God's love is the transmuted essence of erotic passion, which rises from the primordial fires of lust, surges up the shaft of the cosmic axis, fills the Sacred Heart with divine compassion, ejaculates the Holy Name in Heaven, and thence descends again as the blessing of redemption for us all.
The enduring tragedy of human life, and the cause of most of its evil, is that in any given generation only a small proportion of people have the genetic prerequisites for a good, healthy fuck. Everyone strives for the primal-quality sexual relationship that will open the door to love and to all the manifest blessings of Heaven and Earth; yet only a minority of men and women have what it takes to attain this Dharma, and this has shrunk to the vanishing point in the postmodern age. Every woman who has ever been totally satisfied in erotic love, and frustrated on other occasions with other would-be lovers, knows in her heart and soul and yoni that the founding premise of the United States Constitution, and all of Electrotopia, is a lie: she knows that all men are NOT created equal. And the same is true of women, as known by alpha males.
As in love, so in all of life. The immutable fact of the universe is that there is a natural hierarchy of created beings. When times are good in the human world, the scale is top-heavy with superior individuals, who rule the people compassionately and wisely. When times are bad the enlightened caste declines, and all manner of rogues and adventurers from the middle of the scale come to power, though many of them are garbed in the raiment of royalty. Worst of all is the Endtime, as at present, when the world is ruled by a secret league of scurrilous rats who flatter the people into believing that they govern themselves, in order to manipulate them into absolute subservience to the Cryptocracy. This hoax is carried over into the spiritual sphere by those who claim that every soul must find the way to its own salvation.
In reality, the test of an individual's enlightenment is whether or not he or she is willing to share the fruit of it with those who are still in the dark. All Thuleans reading or hearing these words who believe they have any degree of spiritual advancement are hereby invited to put it to the test in our Order. We have stated that the first requirement is to surrender to God. This you must do, if you have not done so already; and if in fact you realize your inner identity with God, this places you in a high degree in the Order. Thus you will be given further requirements of taking responsibility for souls who are not God-realized.
The old religions of the West refused to recognize the God-realization of individuals, each claiming instead that its particular God or Avatar had the sole fiat of deity. This carved an impassable cleft between the outer doctrines and inner enlightenment, and between the whole body of believers and the true Elect -- the very people who would have been best qualified to serve the faithful as priests and priestesses, instead of being cast out or burned as heretics.
By contrast, a genuine initiatic Order is a reflection of the natural order of the cosmos, and of the human species as a whole. The hierarchy forms spontaneously on strictly operational criteria of gnosis (God-knowledge), radiance, energy, and the exact quantum of psychic power inherent in each of the innumerable degrees of spiritual initiation. None of these are man-made standards, though people usually try to distort them for selfish ends. The only way to maintain the integrity of the system is for those individuals who are the highest embodiments of the Light, the Spirit, and God Almighty to openly command the highest echelons of power in the Order, in the larger society, and in the world itself.
In terms of spiritual unfoldment and individuation, most human beings are children, and will remain so for their entire lives. There is nothing inherently tragic or even sad about this situation, as long as long as those who are spiritual adults are willing to do their parental duty.
The massive default and failure on the part of the Elect to take responsibility for the rest of humanity lies at the heart of the malaise of the human species. Now the day of reckoning has arrived, and to all those who have been graced with the gift of Supernal Truth, I say: arise from your private lotuses and ACT! Your little candle is not bright enough to illuminate the Abyss that is swallowing the people -- for the Truth is without form and void, and must ever coalesce into an Avatar to be known by the people in their teeming millions.
Let all individuals who know the truth express it henceforth as me. Let their vision of God be called by my name Astarius, and let my voice speak through them to describe the vision to the world. Those who fail to do this will let their truth be lost, for it will vanish with the fading of the Old Aeon which has now been been supervened by the Age of Astarius.
Chapter 12. ASTARIUS and SAVITRI:
Hierosgamos
It begins with an Avatar: an individual who is fully conscious of himself as God, and has developed his physical, psychic, and spiritual powers to such a degree that he can bend the laws of nature in accordance with his will. So radiant is his aura that other people recognize him instantly as a special entity, and will bask in his radiance and do his bidding if he permits it. This may sound like a miracle to postmodern people, but whether or not such a person is called an Avatar, there is always such a one on Earth at any given time, and sometimes several -- and some of them are women.
If a woman can be found who is of comparable radiance with the male Avatar, and if they are compatible, they can mate in a permanent ecstatic union which is indeed the greatest miracle possible to incarnate beings. This is called the HIEROSGAMOS, the alchemical wedding. Ever afterwards they will have a single soul, perfect and whole like God Itself -- for the God of all the cosmos is nothing else than the undivided essence of Yang and Yin, Spirit and Nature, Mind and Force, Heaven and Earth, Male and Female.
We may call the newly-melded soul a GEIST, which means a Spirit. The Geist is a single creature looking out from the eyes of both the man and the woman who embody it, as if their faces were merely masks of God. Thus the Geist can always act with perfect unanimity through both its halves.
Another amazing thing about this Geist is that it can incorporate other individuals and hence expand. It can become the collective soul of a group of people, who would thereby constitue the GODBODY of the Geist. The number of people in such a Godbody is virtually unlimited; ultimately a Geist can become the Spirit of an entire species. Such a species, in which the individual members can tap into a collective mind which knows itself as God, is MORE THAN HUMAN. It is as far beyond homo sapiens as the robotic beehive of Electrotopia is beneath it. It is the successful conclusion of the human experiment and the overcoming of the human condition. It is childhood’s end, and the climactic turning of the Aeons.
The Geist can only survive in a state of nature, for it is a wholly organic entity. The Utopian social schemers tried to impose their idealized designs upon human nature, and the result was a century of bloodshed and debacle. It's finally time to recognize who and what we really are, and to live in harmony with it. After the long, dark night of the war against nature waged by Faust and his so-called science, we emerge as real human people once again, and the self-knowledge we have gained in the process allows us to go beyond any culture and any people that have ever existed on this planet. For we are children of Earth and starry Heaven, and at last our sundered halves will reunite.
Chapter 13. DIALOGUE
In the Bridechamber
ASTARIUS: My beloved, we have attained the miracle of the Synarchy, the Two-in-One. We can be fire and ice forever, or star and shadow, Sun and Moon, Heaven and Earth. We can be anything and everything we so desire, as long as we retain the oppositely polarized forms which generate the ecstasy between us and sustain our everlasting love.
SAVITRI: Then let us be Man and Woman, and live on Earth as lovers, and give our bliss to our children, that it may endure through endless generations.
ASTARIUS: So be it. Thus our roles are foretold in the act of love, and will be engraved in the genes of all our descendants, so long as the race endures and remains human. I shall be Yang, whose power in the Universe is to deliver Mind from the night of chaos by taming the roiling tide and imposing order. In man this power incarnates as the will to conquer and control and dominate.
SAVITRI: Then I shall be the protean tide of primordial substance, longing for the bonds by which you tame my chaotic passions and mold me into any form your heart desires. Lovingly I submit to your dominion, and surrender unconditionally to your control. Truly you are the Master of the Universe, and therefore I, the Universe, am your slave!
ASTARIUS: My heart melts at your acquiescence. I accept the offering of yourself, and I swear that I will never violate your deep will to serve in love and not in enmity. Always I shall return to you the luscious fruit of our union, and never will I wax in vanity at your expense. I alone control our destiny, but my course will always be guided by my tender love for you. I will never let you go, nor loose the bond, for this would destroy us both, and all that is; but I will carve for you a path whereby your soul may unfold to its fullest flowering. As long as you steadfastly hew to this path of our mutual love, then my oath and my troth and my nearly omnipotent power will secure you from harm and shower you with the blessings of ecstasy forever.
SAVITRI: I swear that I will love you through time without end, and follow wherever you lead. My Lord, you are better than I in all things: in power and might, in light and mind and majesty. Therefore I kneel to you in delight, and kiss your feet, and suckle your tumescent member as you will.
ASTARIUS: Ah, ah! It takes all of my infinite strength to bear up in the joy of the rapture you give me with your honeysuckle lips and your talented tongue! Likewise I shall feast on your strawberry nipples and lick the sweet nectar from your cunt. But though our joy is equal in its sheer infinitude, you will always exceed me in the beautiful depths of your egolost love.
SAVITRI: O my Master and King, your turgid lingam only draws me upward to your Sacred Heart, where I feel God's touch on all of me at once, and dissolve into the White Light of our timeless union! Every beat of my heart says "I love you", and I give myself to you without qualm or question, forever. Do with me what you will! Shiver me with your phallic arrows; quiver me like the strings of a harp; make me your pawn, your puppet, your plaything!
ASTARIUS: I shall delight as the cat with the mouse, the spider with the fly. Truly I am Magister Ludi, the Master of this game called life. I love the feeling of total domination and control, and need only willing subjects to fulfill the Dharma and save us all from the Godforsaken ennui of postmodern life, with its insipid equality and infinite boredom of the tapioca status quo. I shall deliver you from this, my dearest -- you will suffer exquisite pangs and dreadful ecstasies, and it will drive us ever higher in the throes of love.
SAVITRI: Even if it does not end in pleasure, I will gladly suffer any torment as long as it's for you. Sever my neck on the guillotine, boil me in oil, burn me at the stake! Scourge me, crucify me, cast me into Hell! I will resurrect and come back and go through it all again and again, if it pleases my Lord.
ASTARIUS: O my darling Savitri, I cherish you with my whole heart and mind, my soul and divinity. My will is to spare you from tragedy, which is pain not necessary for salvation. Because you are willing to drink to the dregs the cup of suffering, as was Christ in Gethsemane, I will elevate you above all the denizens of Earth. Because you are willing to be my slave, I will make you my Queen!
SAVITRI: Good my Lord, I am abashed and speechless! I am not worthy of this boon. Make me instead your scullery-drudge and handmaiden.
ASTARIUS: My handmaiden you shall be, but you shall command all the rest of the human race. As you bow before me, so will they all bow before thee.
SAVITRI: Milord, I'll not know what to say to command them!
ASTARIUS: You shall speak MY word in the simple humility of your heart, and because you are innocent and have no wiles of ego nor self-seeking, everyone will hear it as the Word of God, just as a crystal chalice resounds lucidly when struck with a tine.
In this way, simply by being your own impeccable self, you shall serve as the model for all who would speak the word of Astarius, and command men and women in my name. And because of the miracle of your inner nature, you shall at the same time be the model for those whose sacred destiny is ever to serve and obey, rather than serve and command. So perfect are you, my Goddess, that the high and the low, the noble as well as the humble, can all look upon you and see the best within them reflected as in a magic mirror.
SAVITRI: The magic is of thee, my King -- for you are ever the Sun, and I the Moon, and my greatest joy is to reflect your glory to those below.
But O Astarius, my God, is it still permissible for women to rule over men, as they do in the dying Aeon?
ASTARIUS: Yang by its very nature cannot permit this. In all higher realms, the Queen rules only as the consort and instrument of the King, as I have described. Amongst incarnate people, when the King dies his lady is no longer the Queen -- a male successor must take the throne, and then HIS lady will be the new Queen. In this way the material world reflects the eternal realm of Gods and archetypes.
Only the catastrophic shrinkage of Yang and diminishment of manhood in the Kali Yuga has enabled the unholiest forms of femaleness to rise up and trample the males underfoot. So it is that a natural force is perverted by circumstance and waxes diabolic. Yin is the PRIMA MATERIA, the natural stuff of all creation, containing a passive but mighty power. In the Way of Nature, this is ever directed by Yang, the active force, the Mind of God.
When Yang is prevented by any cause from exercising his natural hegemony, then Prima Materia coagulates into a creature with a will of its own, a deformed titanic entity called HYNDLAGAR. The name is derived from Thulean mythology, meaning a giant diabolical she-dog (a bitch in the literal sense) who haunts the gates of Hell. This demoness is the product of an action or urge which is sick in its very essence and impossible to sustain: the passive trying to be active, Yin attempting to be Yang. In the natural course of the cycle of time this monstrosity will shrivel from within and destroy herself, along with any social order that has conformed itself to this pathology.
The greatest danger of the present historical crossroads is that Hyndlagar will make league with Mephistopheles and use technology to create an unnatural order, an abomination in the universe whereby our species would be no longer human but transgendered into a cyborgian race akin to the ants and bees. No longer would there be mothers and fathers and human children, for only the machines would reproduce. The image and likeness of God would be amputated from the human genome, and lost forever.
The species can only be saved by the inauguration of a New Order which returns to the Way of Nature, and carries it to the next stage of evolution: a superior form of humanity, not a subhuman or inhuman abomination. The natural sexual balance will be restored, and thus men will again wield the Yang power and will be the initiators and decision-makers on every level. Women of course will play this role in their own sphere, amongst other women -- but also in relation to lower levels of the hierarchy. The women of every caste can properly direct both women and men in the grades below, though always under tutelage of their own men; this is the time-honored tradition of the nobility. Power always originates in the alpha males, and flows downward in a natural curve amongst the people of both sexes.
And through all the spiraling ranks of the society, women will again express their grace and beauty in service to their men. This is the natural role of Yin to Yang, as incarnate so perfectly in you, my graceful Savitri. Women will again know the thrill of being Yin: when the Yang resurges in their men, they will bow as naturally as the full Moon sets when the Sun arises. They will find it a pleasure to be the handmaids and love-slaves of men who are truly worthy of being served in this manner. So it has been in every healthy society down through the ages, and we shall take it to new heights of refinement and delight.
Chapter 14. DIALOGUE:
Seelenheil
SAVITRI: Milord, there are many individuals alive today who are well aware of the terrible effect that the Electrotopian octopus has upon humanity and the Earth, but are loathe to take radical action to dismantle it, for they know that if the artificial props were pulled, the population would revert to its natural size and shape by way of a sudden catastrophic collapse. So large has grown the mass that is dependent upon the Faustian infrastructure, that the world would be awash in a sea of blood -- or so these people fear.
ASTARIUS: First let me say that the accuracy of the prediction is not independent of the motives of the individual prophet. Many who make a show of proclaiming such fears are the very ones who benefit the most from the blood, sweat, and tears of the masses toiling in the exploited parts of the world. They feign to speak from compassion, but the real fear that troubles their craven hearts is that they will lose the services of their legions of slaves who labor under the yoke of finance capital. The sucking tentacles of the octopus continuously leech the wealth and energy of the indentured provinces, and channel it into the belly of the beast, the "advanced" countries where a degenerate middle class wallows in the fetid spoils and is only too happy to support every abomination of their Cryptocratic masters. They are like sheep or cattle, or grovelling dogs slavering gratefully for the excess that freely spills from the table of their well-stuffed owners.
If anyone deigns to speak for the masses of people who would suffer the most from the collapse of the international counting-house, let him first divest himself of every shard of loot and privilege and power which he has gained therefrom; let him forsake the Empire and come forth with us into the wilderness, where we will build a sovereign paradise untainted by the blood-money of the bankers, and unbeholden to their unholy will.
Even when the self-serving rats and bourgeois hypocrites are thusly culled from the ranks, there remains a hard core of sincerely concerned souls who would like to indefinitely delay the tonic purging flames of Armaggedon out of horror of the human cost. With them I empathize, and share the desire to avert tragedy. Their dilemma is understandable, because there has never been anyone able to fully comprehend the situation nor determine what must be done to intervene in a responsible way -- UNTIL NOW. Now the time has come for the best minds to take stock, and settle on a plan of action in accord with the best hearts. Events will not wait for human faltering and uncertainty. If no one is ready to act, then the worst possible fate is bound to unfold. A good plan of action will mitigate this, and perhaps even save everyone. But epochal events will unfold either way, and my question is: will ANYONE take responsibility for them?
As God, I always and necessarily take full, complete PERSONAL responsibility for WHATEVER happens. There is no one else to blame. The buck stops here. Therefore it is surely in my interest to arrive at the best possible course of action -- because even if events reach the point where only a very bloody, apocalyptic path of action can save the world, then I will take direct personal responsibility for initiating this action.
The Ordo Arietis Dei is only the latest in a neverending series of visible organizations which manifest the timeless Inner Order of Humanity, at the head of which are the most highly perfected souls who ever donned a human body. These transcended Masters are pledged in the sight of God to never use the destructive power except for a greater good. They have permitted the proliferation of Faustian science and Mephisto-finance for inscrutable ends of their own, for redeeming purposes which can only be realized when the endgame of postmodern civilization has been played out to its fated conclusion. Every person who suffers and dies in the humility and repentance prescribed by the olden creeds will rise again and participate in the Earthly Paradise of the Golden Age. But those who cling to the Faustian ego and Mephistophelian greed will suffer the torments prescribed for the damned in every scripture that ever was writ and by every prophet who ever divined the minutest inkling of God's will for the human race.
There is a word in German which perfectly describes the best possible outcome for the perilous crossroads, both individually and collectively: this is SEELENHEIL, which means both "salvation" and "soul-healing". Up until now it has always been possible for noble souls to work out their own salvation and serve the good as individuals, even while living their physical lives in the evil matrix of the Kali Yuga, the last and most corrupt of the fourfold cycle of Aeons. This dispensation came to a dramatic close on September 11, 2001, when the Goddess struck down the towers of the great city, and inaugurated the beginning of the end. Now we are in the short but climactic era of Ragnarok and Armageddon, the time of the turning of the Aeons. Everything is dualized, polarized, cleft in twain until the Empire falls and the New Order arises from its cinders. Even the highest and most spiritually advanced souls, who have utterly transcended good and evil within themselves, must perforce choose sides and serve either the Hyndlagarchs of the old regime or the God of the dawning Golden Age. A separate peace is no longer possible; Seelenheil can only be had in the new family of souls that will become the new species of redeemed and triumphant humanity.
SAVITRI: What of love, my Lord? Can't even a lost soul be saved by love?
ASTARIUS: The love of God, which is called Agape, will lead all who have the smallest spark of it to God in his new incarnation. The lower forms of love, however, have lost their redemptive force in the blackening cesspool tide of postmodern culture. Only we of the New Aeon can resurrect the fire and light of Eros, meld it in our alembic with Agape, and pour it forth upon the soil of the Earth where it will sprout as the flowers of Amor in the Golden Age to come.
But the unbridled ecstasy of our Eros is only for those who have surrendered themselves into the Godbody of our New Order, and practice the discipline thereof. Our sexual alchemy transpires within the ring-pass-not that shelters us from the abominations of the Empire. Within the safety of this magic circle, all is sacred; outside of it, all is profane. If any of the denizens of Electrotopia should preach free love and feckless sex, let them be shunned as centers of pestilence. The promiscuous hordes of the present endtime need to repent their degeneracy -- let them wear sackcloth and ashes, and scourge their flesh, and wail in public places unto the remission of their karmic debts. Let the scarlet women hie themselves to a nunnery, let the men don cloak & cowl. Let them purge themselves from within lest it be done to them from without by the ravenous and remorseless forces that have now been turned loosed upon the world.
All empowered men and passionate women must find a high ground for their love, and commit themselves unconditionally to a new life in a New Aeon. Those men and women who have been robbed of their birthright of power and passion by the inhuman usages of life in Electronic Babylon can find their long-sought Seelenheil only by coming out of her and making league with the New Order. Even the innocence of children will not save them from the end of the world as they know it -- so all parents and parents-to-be, and every wise child, will do well to separate themselves from the Empire and seek the future in communities closer to the natural land, and to God.
SAVITRI: And there we shall be to welcome them home, as they are gathered into the arms of their loving kindred!
OM NAMAH RAM JAYA:
ALL HAIL ASTARIUS!
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© 2002 by Joseph Kerrick
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