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There Is Nothing…

There Is Nothing…

What has has always been.

What is has always been.

What will be has always been

Louis I. Kahn

There Is Nothing in a Caterpillar

There is nothing in a caterpillar that 
tells you it’s going to be a butterfly

~ Buckminster Fuller

As This

Became This

Became This

Became This

Became This

Birthed

Became This

Became

Lyra

Became

Is In

Living Transformative Orbits from My Place of Creation, My Man-Womb :). I AM is in the ARE of I in

KintsuKuroi of Self Readings

Again.

… with an article in Tarosophist International Magazine coming out soon.

From The Place of Creation

I continue The Way from my Place of Creation with from my segment of the world… with

One must keep a chaos in the heart to birth a star.

~ My Friend Fred (Nietzche)

There came a time when the the risk to remain tight in the bus was more painful than to risk it took to blossom.

~ Anais Nin

The heart in love with beauty never grows old.

~ Turkish Proverb

I

cycle through long-form series-work orbits, several to many have been left out for the sake of brevity.

What do you know and experience now that your caterpillar could never conceive?

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Sunday Services ~ My Fave Heresy, & Wrath

Sunday Services ~ My Fave Heresy, & Wrath

My Fave Heresy

I write in books.

When I am moved
by the ABRAcadABRA
of the magic
of words
and/or 
images,
I write in books.

We commune, words and images and I,
as we warm 
together
at the campfire 
of our light 
under 
their stars
that nestle us as well in our dark.
~ A(wo)men

Symbolic representation and imagistic writing are the pure hieratic forms of esoteric expression. Through symbolism, and through it alone can we read the thought of the Ancients. It is only through the symbolical that we will be able to coordinate the known elements of this great civilization and that the writing may take on its true meaning.

R.A. Schwaller de Lubicz — The Temple In Manp. 19

It Is Not

This act, it is not graffiti.

It is a sacred act form-given by the living words and images that move me. Like my morning Inner Temple Spread reading today. Pull 1 card. Feel into it with no words. As you sync up to the message, dial into the sync, and as you steep in that ablution pool of Yourself AS the card, deal in 2 Clarifier Ally Temple Steps Pillar Cards.

Today my Daily Deal is the Ace of Swords. My Clarifier Ally Temple Steps Pillar cards are XVIII The Moon and V The Hierophant. My Inner LUNAtic and my Heartfelt Silverback Experiential Down-to-Earth-Spirit Hierophant fuel my self-support to fuel my actions with the movements and lessons of the Sacred Sword.

So, with that in mind I did what any self-respecting person who likes Dave Barry and Gary Larson and RBG would do. I confessed, though in no way to ask for forgiveness. I confessed as abraCADabra, the magic that smiles out of your light and dark when they dance together as you own part of yourself. And, they seem to consistently do this not when I simply cherish something. That’s more the Inner Photo Album. Magic smiles out of the reciprocal couple of the Light and the Dark when their dance consummates to become the fuel for heartfelt action. In those times I call the Self Chthonic Numinosity. In those times I create.

So, there it is. I write in books. More than I write books? Hmmm, that’s not an Ace of Swords question. I write in books. I feel so much better now that you know this tic of my Inner LUNAtic. Big exhale. Ahhhhh. I feel so much better now. I write in books.

We commune, words and images and I.
We warm at our campfire together.
Our Light under the Archetype's stars
nestles in the Black Crucible of the Magician,
the upside down vessel of the Night Sky.
We warm. We nestle. 
We happily turn to face 
and dance 
with our fears in the dark.
~ A(wo)men

Though, What of the Wrath Part?

Oh, that’s a simple one. There are some rules not to be broken. For example: I do still know to never, ever, ever, under any circumstance draw on a 4-year old’s drawing. What happens if you do? Well, that’s the Tao & The Way of the Direct Path… to a direct experience of the full definition of WRATH. I think it took me 20 years to get over the concussion blast of that just from the witness of it. WOW, I didn’t have to even touch the hot burner to learn that one. Like Abraham Lincoln said, Learn from others mistakes. You don;t have time to make them all on your own. And, I’ll dump some Happy Gas on the fire from Oscar Wilde: Be Yourself. Everyone else it taken.

Have a great rest of the weekend, and a great week!

What irreverent thing do you do that is actually sacred and makes you light up in the dark?

🙂

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KintsuKuroi of Self Readings

I claim no credit for the pages in the book (though do my words and drawings on them). The book is (c) 1992, 2002 John Stevens, excerpted from The Art of Peace: Morihei Ueshiba. Translated by John Stevens, published by Shambala Publications, Inc. Available on Amazon.

 
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There Is Nothing…

There Is Nothing…

What has has always been.

What is has always been.

What will be has always been

Louis I. Kahn

There Is Nothing in a Caterpillar

There is nothing in a caterpillar that 
tells you it’s going to be a butterfly

~ Buckminster Fuller

As This

Became This

Became This

Became This

Became This

Birthed

Became This

Became

Lyra

Became

Is In

Living Transformative Orbits from My Place of Creation, My Man-Womb :). I AM is in the ARE of I in

KintsuKuroi of Self Readings

Again.

… with an article in Tarosophist International Magazine coming out soon.

From The Place of Creation

I continue The Way from my Place of Creation with from my segment of the world… with

One must keep a chaos in the heart to birth a star.

~ My Friend Fred (Nietzche)

There came a time when the the risk to remain tight in the bus was more painful than to risk it took to blossom.

~ Anais Nin

The heart in love with beauty never grows old.

~ Turkish Proverb

I

cycle through long-form series-work orbits, several to many have been left out for the sake of brevity.

What do you know and experience now that your caterpillar could never conceive?

Jordan’s Shop Supports This Blog. Check out the great eStocking Stuffers to add that special flourish of visual music for the eyes and the soul to complement your gifting.

*********************

Which music-for-your-eyes eProducts from the Shop do you give this year? 

Blog (c) 2020 Jordan Hoggard

ImaginAction (c) 2008 – 2020 Jordan Hoggard

 
 

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