Possibly a man from the Tudor Period

 

mystery of creatIon

 

Just browsing through photos, a couple of images of a piece in its first appearance, still wet, and then how it ended up. It might show that when or if I talk of a piece as if it appears almost apart from my intellect or will, and then I try to shape it a bit, and ideally the less the better, this is hopefully a pretty good example of the truth of that. That I’m not consciously looking to create such an image before its initial appearance - though how tuned in I am may considerably affect the likelihood of something interesting and ‘true’ appearing in the first place, and from where a final worthwhile piece may result.

To add, it is a pity much of the beautiful black fluidity of the initial inky forms is lost or diluted as the ink dries.

Love

“You know what I love about the mainstream media?”

“What?”

“Avoiding it.”

Alice ‘Gene’ Kloss - Christmas Eve, Taos Pueblo

 

Stalin, Language, Pronouns, Addiction, Cult

[This is all very shorthand rather than fleshed out, which would just take too long and unnecessary anyway.]

“Of all the monopolies enjoyed by the Soviet State none would be so crucial as its monopoly on the definition of words. The ultimate weapon of political control would be the dictionary.” (Robert Tucker ‘Stalin and the Uses of Psychology, 1956). 

And in line with this, there was a strong focus on writing and re-writing dictionaries in the USSR after 1950.

Thus in our age, with the same ‘progressive’ ideology and cult, children are for example urged to pick their pronouns. Reality is undermined and re-assembled. The essence of the pronouns stuff, etc is that the human no longer inhabits reality, but is a cult member in the very active neurological structure of their minds. That is part of why addictions are so difficult to overcome. The addiction of course involves the external substance or activity to which one is addicted, but in a deeper sense it is this internal mechanism of the mind that has to be re-shaped. With the behavioural addiction, we have to again and again put the brakes on these habitual and addicted pathways of the mind.

And also to mention, madness is specifically the inhabiting of an intellectual hallucination. The person identifies to a great degree with a reality distorted by the delusional filter of their disturbed selves. And thus again with the modern ideology in action, “I identify as . . .” something other than what is - and this delusional identification is raised to the throne! A coup has taken place. Thus revolutionary ideology - reality is overthrown by the ideology/ intellectual hallucination.

And because it’s a cult in the obviously toxic sense, anyone not in the cult is deeply questionable, while anyone clearly opposed to it is vilified as, for example in Leninist terms “an enemy of the people” - and so inferentially not even a person! - while in the modern Western version, the threat to the cult is a racist or misogynist or fascist or whatever. Something utterly evil anyway. The all-good cult is threatened, the threat in its contrary state is by definition all-evil. Let’s rally to the cause and defeat these evil bigots!

And if you have ever encountered a cult in the more minor sense, if any threat particularly to the leader of the cult, even in the most seemingly harmless sense of not treating the leader as infallible, the cult members will unite as one like bees protecting the hive or queen, and act to repel the threat. And this is the  core of “ Trump Derangement Syndrome.” The cult members go nuts at the appearance of this very unlikely threat to the cult. If it seriously needs stressing, people talking of things like “birthing persons” are most certainly deep in a cult.

See, at this stage, as I tried to show earlier regarding addiction, it’s not a belief about something external to the believer, but their very neurological state is one with what is believed in, the belief and the believer are the same phenomenon, and thus deconditioning is so deep or all-encompassing a process. And especially if the cult is on such a massive and all-encompassing level as is now, and where its adherents or cult members have generally no idea they’re even in a cult!

caT

Repentance and Vigilance

 

Cutting

Rock band, Countercultural Icons of Humanity, the offspring of the seminal Rockstars Against Freedom, have a new song coming out: I Was Cutting Edge Roughly Half a Century Ago. 

The song is said to be full of an almost heartbreaking sense of yearning both for the past and for the future.

Stuck

“If you had something stuck in your head, you’d let it in somehow and now you couldn’t get rid of it, what would you do?”

“And it was driving me half-mad?”

“Exactly. So what would you do?”

“I suppose I’d have to cut off my head.”

“What?! You don’t think that’s a bit extreme?”

“I don’t know. Maybe it is. It was just the first thing that came to mind.”

weathered

 

annoying

 

This is kind of an annoying picture in that I don’t like it very much, but it’s also maybe interesting enough that I can’t justify not working on it and giving it a chance to get to some proper finished state.

This is Not a White Birch

 

Pigeons a and b

 

Relationship to the World

“ On the road of our approach to God stands the world– we must pass through the understanding of it. Every man has a mission connected with the world. Everyone must know it according to the power given to him, in as much as knowledge can’t come until the gaining of virtues; everyone must develop beforehand a moral activity of relationship to the world. A mainly negative attitude to the world frustrates salvation itself. The world is imposed on everyone as a stone for sharpening his spiritual faculties,” 

St. Dumitru Staniloae (Orthodox Spirituality. St. Tikhon Seminary Press, pg. 205)

From this article Ascetic Strength

Fire

“If you had a fire going and there was a lot of rubbish thrown on it, would you prefer it was burned up quickly or slowly?”

“I don’t know. I suppose just as long as it was all burned up would be the main thing. The last thing you’d want is the fire to be gone out and the rubbish still there.”

Prayer, Gellerio featuring Divna Ljubojovic

Gellerio is an electronic musician from Mordovia, while the far better known Divna Ljubokovic is a Serbian singer and conductor of Orthodox Christian sacred music, who has an amazingly powerful and pure voice. I can’t embed the song here, so here is the link instead:

Prayer

Early on Sunday

 

Malcolm X and the White Liberals

There is of course nothing more refined and full of integrity than the progressive liberal, even if he or she is white.

‘

And regarding Malcolm X’s description of the liberal as a deceitful fox, think of one of this ideology’s key words, fluid, like with someone’s gender identity. Well beyond the particulars, why is this word so key? If someone is fluid, they have no fixed values or identity. A conman or a pathological liar is fluid, someone with deep psychological, or in truth spiritual, problems diagnosed as borderline personality disorder in their sense of self is fluid, someone with no morals is entirely fluid - nothing is fixed, stable, every position, every loyalty can shift. 

And I’d say it’s pretty certain that it is people immersed in the traumas termed, for example, borderline personality disorder who are easy prey to things like gender identity and transgender ideology - where they are offered a supposed answer to their unstable sense of self. “We’ll help screw up your sense of reality, pretend it’s a healthy confusion and unstability, which is fuel for our agendas, and then offer the supposed fixed solution to the confusion where stability will be attained.”

Deprogramming

 

I’m more posting this for the few lines said by Dave Rubin at the end here. It can take an awful lot to deprogramme cult members, and to be honest, if anyone is plugged into the mainstream media, then they are deep in a brainwashing cult. And unless they stop being plugged in, then they won’t get out of it.

Sumi-e pastoral

 

Mountains

“You’ve done a lot of mountain climbing. Have you any special or succinct thoughts on it as a whole?”

“It takes more effort going up, but it’s more dangerous coming down.”

Election Blow, Strange

“What did you think of the US election result?”

“I thought it was a terrible blow for pregnant men everywhere.”

“But they only have themselves to blame. Not enough pregnant men got out there and voted. That’s largely why the Democrat candidate tally dropped from 81 millions to about 66 millions.”

“That was some drop.”

“Yes, but it had also been some rise. The previous election to the last one the Democrat candidate, Hillary Clinton had also gotten about 66 millions.”

“So their tally jumped from 66 million to 81 million, and then back down to 66 million.”

“Something like that.”

“That’s very, very, very, very strange,”

“It is very strange, yes. And so still no Democrat candidate has ever ended up getting in the 70 millions of votes.”

“Not even Obama the first time around, when the world was lovebombed endlessly with the idea he was a messiah figure?”

“No, not even then. He got a little less than 70 millions, and of course won by a landslide.”

“So Biden skipped the 70s, which figure no Democrat ever previously attained, and went straight into the 80s?”

“Yeah.”

“And it didn’t turn out to be some kind of new normal? Harris went straight back down to the usual kind of figure of 66 millions? Those fifteen millions, nearly a quarter of the normal tally just disappeared into some hole or other.”

“Yeah, that’s it. And that was in an election, the Biden one, where Trump in getting 74 million votes, smashed the previous highest tally by any candidate, which had been the 69.5 or so millions by Obama his first election, and where he of course won by a landslide. By any kind of logic, you’d have thought a total like 74 million would win by a massive margin.”

“And so why was it again the Democrats didn’t stick with Biden who got that colossal figure that came as if from an entirely different country?”

“Because it turned out that he had crazy levels of dementia, and his true state couldn’t be falsified anymore.”

“Falsified by the same people telling us he had really gotten 81 million votes, even though this figure bore no resemblance whatsoever to any other election before or now after?”

“Yeah.”

“It’s all very weird all right.”

“Yes, life can be very strange.”

greeN

 

Forecasts

“Did you hear about the weather forecaster who lost his mind?”

“No. What happened him?”

“Well, what I think or imagine happened is he got carried away by the accuracy of a string of forecasts, and he ended with some kind of god complex where he thought his forecasts were actually causing the weather to happen. It was very sad.”

gOthic

 Something with maybe a kind of Gothic feel I’m seeing if I can sort out.

Blindfolded

 

The Three Crosses

 

By Rembrandt who kept darkening this image to the point the cross on the right is barely visible. An earlier state of this etching below:

Great Swimmer

A man was considered a great swimmer, and he even considered himself one too - which was fair enough, he had even won Olympics medals - but, however it happened, he found himself alone, dropped into the middle of an ocean, and it turned out he wasn’t great enough.

Non-existence of Death

Something I’ve previously written here ages ago, but this is how it irrefutably goes:

Death is non-existence. Non-existence doesn’t exist. Therefore death does not exist.

2 more figures

 

bleu

 

finished state

 The finished state of something I’ve had lying around for a good while.

2 figures

 Not that I’m too fond of it, but here it is.

trying to sort

 

 Something out of which messy initial state I’ve at least been trying to see if I could sort out and turn  into a proper piece.

iron out

 Something quick  I came out with earlier, and which I’m now trying to iron out into . . . whatever.

Reliable

 A generally reliable insider, embedded within the very guts of the entertainment industrial complex, has revealed that the Corporate Whore franchise has begun working on a new series, a perhaps more cerebral affair than we are used to, and appealing perhaps more to the intellectuals amongst us, titled: Corporate Whores Embark on a Career in Journalism and Discover that the Far Right is Everywhere. 

Radio

 “There was this radio, and however it happened it was endowed with or attained self-consciousness.”

“That sounds amazing.”

“Maybe so, but the interesting thing was, whatever station it would be tuned to, it would immediately be convinced the thoughts uttered there were its own. If, hypothetically speaking, someone for instance tried to explain to the radio that it was merely the medium by which these utterances were being transmitted, this for it would have been an incomprehensible notion. ‘These are my thoughts, and that’s all there is to it,’ it would more or less have responded.’”

“Interesting.”

Secret Army

 I recently watched on YouTube the Colditz tv series from the early 1970s, based on, at least somewhat, the book of that name by P.R. Reid, centred on the Colditz prisoner of war camp during World War Two, specifically used to house Allied military, particularly given to escaping from prisoner of war camps! As said, it is an excellent series, and especially brilliant and sensitive is the performance of an actor Bernard Hepton, who plays the German commandant in charge of Colditz. 

Well, in the back of that and some viewwpers’ comments, I checked out another series from the same BBC production team (back when the BBC could better justify its existence) called Secret Army, based again, at least loosely on truth, and this time focused on a Belgian resistance movement in that war, helping return Allied airmen to the United Kingdom. The fact that Bernard Hepton again is central meant it was at least worth checking out, and allowing it some leeway for a pretty humble budget and minor flaws, I thought overall it was really superb and addictive. The final series of three, is like Colditz, a bit of a diminishing in standards, especially with the sidelining of Bernard Hepton due to other acting commitments, but anyway, below is a link to the series. 

Though dating to the late 1970s, it seems to be a surprisingly active target for the copyright police on YouTube, so this is the means I thankfully found to watch the series: 

Secret Army

Valerius de Saedeleer

 

A couple of paintings by a Belgian artist I’ve only just come across.

dancer

 

Great

“You know what I thought the best thing was about Covid?”

“How it brought us all together?”

“No. The vaccines.”

“They were the ones that didn’t stop you getting Covid?”

“Yeah. I thought they were great.”

Sort into

 Something from last night I’m trying to sort into a satisfactory state - which is easier said than done.

Sumi e again

 

detAil

 

Part of a larger piece.

Manuka Honey

“If you were stranded on a desert island and the only thing you had to survive on was jars of manuka honey, what would you do?”

“What would I do?”

“Yeah. Anyway what I’d do is I’d eat the manuka honey and then I’d make a boat out of the empty jars, and then I’d head off back to civilisation.”

“You’re very resourceful.”

“I am I suppose. I always have been.”

Good or bad

Good or bad, something quick I did.

Exploded

 “If the sun exploded, what would you do about it?”

“What would I do about it?”

“Yeah, what would you do to fix it?”

“To fix it!? Who the hell do you think I am?! What the hell could I do to fix it?!”

“That’s a very defeatist attitude, if you don’t mind my saying so. Whatever the situation, there’s always something we can do.”

“I think whatever culture you’ve been immersing yourself in has infused you with some very strange notions.”

More Dialogue

The dialogue from another scene from the screenplay I’m writing below. To emphasise this is for an as yet unmade film.

“The man’s a bloody fool if you ask me”

“A fool? Nobody - man or woman - in this college knows more about thermodynamics than he does.”

“But what does he know about 19th century French poetry?”

“I don’t know if he knows anything about it.”

“And that is my point exactly.”

“Yes. I see what you mean.”

“Finally.”

garden, late

 

wall, sky

Attain

The entertainment industrial complex of course never sleeps and word of the newest projected Corporate Whore outpouring has just surfaced, which has a working title of Corporate Whores Attain Nirvana.

Oxidised

 I’ve been writing a screenplay for an as yet unmade film, and below is an extract from one of the key scenes:

“The whole damn thing is oxidised!”

“Oxidised?! Are you sure?”

“Look at it!”

“How the devil did that happen?!”

“How the bloody hell should I know!”

It’s quite an intense exchange.

Wine

A man was invited to a party, and so there he went bringing with him a really excellent wine. Upon arriving he was greeted and was asked to pour the wine into a bucket along with all the wines other guests had brought along also. However he shocked everyone by declining, and so he instead he left.

Leave

 

I don’t know whether I’ll leave this quick piece as is or add it to it - and take the chance of ruining it - but here it is anyway.

Sumi e colour

 

Allegiance

“If you knew for certain you were about to die in the next couple of minutes, would you give your allegiance to God or to the world?”

“Oh the world of course. I wouldn’t want to get on the wrong side of the world.”

Exercise

 

I suppose something of a throwaway exercise with colour.

Pure

 Musical news, and Countercultural Icons of Humanity have a new song recorded and primed for global release: Until Donald Trump Came Along All Politicians Were Pure and Beautiful (If the System Ain’t Broke, Don’t Fix It).

The b side is Taking Down the System.

Phrase (Or Expression)

“Do you have a favourite phrase or expression? I’ll tell you my one.”

“Your favourite phrase?”

“Or expression.”

“Go on.”

“‘It’s my way or the highway.’”

“You like that one?”

“It speaks to me.”

“Do you use it often?”

“On average, several times a day.”

“Good man.”

“The more I use it the more I like it.”

Rules

“You know what I think about rules? Rules are there to be broken.”

“Are you sure? I thought the whole point of rules is that they’re not broken. They might as well not be there at all if they’re there to be broken.”

“Oh. I didn’t think of that.”

Credence

I’m not sure how much credence to afford rumours that have just emerged from the entertainment industrial complex, but people are saying - and not just any people - that the next emanation from the Corporate Whore franchise will be a series titled Corporate Whores Dissolve into the Mists of Eternity.

The idea of anyone, and particularly corporate whores in the entertainment industry, wishing to leave this heavenly realm and dissolve into some eternal mists does strike a jarring note, and so I believe it is wise to be sceptical about the truth of this alleged series until it does achieve tangible and undeniable form in this real world.

Clothes

“Imagine if you didn’t think or know that clothes could be washed.”

“What do you mean?”

“What kind of a state would they end up in?”

Sumi-e a and b

 

This is a very light Japanese paper, and so if the ink is on quite dense, it comes through on the reverse of the paper, and so sometimes I end up then working on the reverse side with maybe some pastel, more ink or whatever. The reverse side may be easier to work with but then one can also end up with going from one side to the other and not knowing which one I prefer or is worth more focusing on!

Maybe a more interesting or more striking example of this below:

Betrayal, Sherpas

[A re-posting and slight refining of an earlier piece, whose resonance if anything continues to grow as to the dangers posed to the free world and democracy by destabilising and extremist forces increase daily.]

A rare slice of disappointing news from the entertainment industrial complex where upcoming series Corporate Whores Piggyback Up Mount Everest has been shelved for now due to resistance from what the show’s producers believe to be native far-right elements. The show is built around the concept of some of our favourite corporate whores heroically ascending Mount Everest atop the shoulders of local Sherpa guides, each whore bravely carrying a rainbow flag, all of which are to be planted in the shape of an inverted pentagram at the summit of the mountain. 

All was going as planned until the guides began to complain of extreme fatigue and the impossibility of continuing on in this manner up the justifiably famous slopes. To the astonishment of the tv crew, the Sherpas requested the corporate whores do some of the climbing on their own steam, as it were, but this would of course have defeated the whole concept of the programme.

Whatever the precise nature of the extremist politics provoking them however, the fascist guides (we’ll agree to call them fascist) simply wouldn’t listen to reason, and in an unparalleled act of betrayal of the most basic laws of entertainment, they dumped the living icons in the snow and ruthlessly set off back down the mountain. We needn’t mention the risk to life the unhinged guides caused to the crew, but we are at least able to relate that no lives were lost after the crew were successfully airlifted from the slopes over the following half hour. They may have been traumatised, but at least they were safe.

Barack Obama offered ‘to pull some strings’ so as to sanction a series of drone strikes on the relevant Sherpas’ villages, both as an act of justifiable retaliation but also so as to show the world we will not bow down to the extremists. It is not yet known however whether this has yet been acted upon or not.

As something of an aside, Woke Pope Francis is said to be very eager for the show to be completed and broadcast, thus providing much needed solace to suffering humanity in the long winter nights ahead.

Domain

“If you fall into a domain of thieves, you should probably expect to be robbed, not that you’ll become their master.”

“Speak for yourself.”

“I will.”

Relevant

“Is it possible to be relevant without in truth being deeply irrelevant.”

“I don’t know. What do you mean?”

“It would take too long to explain. Though if I put relevant in inverted commas, it might make things a little clearer. I could maybe say, ‘To be “relevant” is to be irrelevant.’”

Might

 

Something I might or might not manage to sort out into a finished piece.

Babylonian Ethos: Human Trafficking, Big Pharma and Killing for Profit

Here Orthodox priest Fr Peter Heers, talks of big issues of the day, and the substance of which up till very recently would probably have meant the video not lasting very long on the Google owned YouTube.

The main person he uses in this series of lectures on the Book of Revelation is the Greek priest Fr Athanasios Mitilinaios’ talks from the early 1980s, and one quote from him from 1983, and with unparalleled resonance in our day, is: 

The monetary power of these corporations is such that it is not so difficult to adulterate a medicine or market is before adequate testing, only to find out the adverse effects of their merchandise and number of years later.

Not to Be Outdone

Never ones to rest on their considerable laurels and not to be outdone by their former bandmates, Rockstars Against Freedom, Countercultural Icons of Humanity have just recorded a new song which the cutting edge posse over at Rolling Stone magazine are describing as “a love song to the common people.” 

The song is called Put a Mask on Your Face and Shut the Hell Up. 

Only

Rockstars Against Freedom are about to release a new song: Only the Unvaxxed Die Young. 

The b side is Me and Big Pharma Are Like This.

And in a truly revolutionary move there is even a c side, which is a slightly modified cover of John Lennon’s  biting song, Gimme Some Truth, now titled I Get All the Truth I Need from the Mainstream Media, Thank You Very Much.

Colour

 

Not finished yet, but as is now.

Protect and Serve

In tandem with the newest upcoming emanation from the Corporate Whore franchise, Corporate Whores Fight the System, is a second series to be shown on alternate days to the above, this one titled: Corporate Whores Protect Democracy. 

A prominent bourgeois academic occasionally contributes soundbites of philosophical wisdom for our mutual edification within this series, one of which utterances we are proud to repeat here: “Cancel culture is perhaps the greatest weapon we possess in the protection of democracy. Ideally through its use we get to cancel all opposition - even contrary thoughts  are forbidden. And thus if all opposition is cancelled, there are no enemies of democracy left. This is simple, beautiful and profound. Even some of the lower intellectual classes ought to be able to grasp this.”

The corporate whores found all this extremely funny, but struggled a bit to understand what it meant.

Vow

 By Julianna Barwick from the album The Magic Place.

Informer

An informer embedded in the very heart of the entertainment industrial complex is adamant that the Corporate Whore franchise are set to unveil their newest outpuring in the coming days: Corporate Whores Fight the System. 

Apparently not all corporate whores involved were initially comfortable with the idea of fighting the system, but when it was explained to them that this is what corporate whores now do, everyone got fully on board with the project.

dots

 

Something I kept working on after this point and didn’t work out, or whatever it might have had going for it it lost.

Not Quite

 If this is to get to a state of completion this isn’t quite it, but this is it for now.

Genuinely

 Countercultural Icons of Humanity, that seminal group that emerged nigh on fully formed from the bowels of the perhaps equally seminal Rockstars Against Freedom, have just released a new song: I Genuinely Had No Idea Communism Would Pay So Well. 

The b side is Imagine if the Plebs Had No Possessions.

The Gatekeeper

[I’m sure this could do with some cleaning up, but whether I’ll feel like that later or not, here it is for now.]

 There was a manor house, the owner, or let’s say lord, of which for now was elsewhere, and guarding the gates to all this was a gatekeeper, whose job of course was to control who got to come in and out - visitors, deliveries, whoever. Along with those who came and were allowed in were quite a few more who came to the gates but were turned away. They only wanted to look around, they wouldn’t stay long  . . . it didn’t matter, they weren’t coming in.

 But they were some annoying and persistent ones who kept turning up, looking to be let in, and unfortunately the gatekeeper, maybe to help pass the time, began to get complacent and even let himself be drawn into conversations with these undesirables lingering at the gates. And in this deepening lack of vigilance and losing the true sense of being a gatekeeper, he one day even dozed off after, fool that he was now himself becoming, he even went so far as to share a drink with these layabouts, and so now, various of these fools climbed the unwatched gates, opened them now from the inside, and they all headed on up the driveway and entered the house. Maybe they had even drugged the gatekeeper’s drink, I don’t know, but on he slept and, however word got out, soon along came worse types, more outright degenerates, and a little later in their turn came worse ones again, who were perhaps simply outright wicked. It was maybe something of an ascending hierarchy that had come along and got in - fools and layabouts, degenerates and the wicked.

And finally when the gatekeeper awoke and came to his senses and saw the opened gates, people wandering up and down the drive, and after rushing up to the house and seeing the bedlam inside, he pleaded and roared at them to leave, got laughed at and fled back in despair to the gates, which to be honest he didn’t now know if they should be kept open or closed. 

His position he realised was hopeless, he was powerless to sort it out himself, and eventually after all kinds of inner tortures he realised he had to call the lord of the manor, admit to the state of affairs and depend on his help if possible to set things right - and which is exactly what transpired. The lord was far more calm and understanding than the gatekeeper had any right to expect, some of his people came along, and the run was put on the undesirables, however frightening they may have appeared, and everything cleared up and restored to order.

 The gatekeeper ashamed and humbled, to to something of his surprise he didn’t lose his role, he wasn’t even particularly talked and given out to, but instead it seems he was trusted to have a deepened sense of his role as gatekeeper to the house and grounds, and how of course vigilance was the key to things.

Incidentally, just to add, the gatekeeper heard word of something very similar happening to another manor house not far away, but in this case the gatekeeper had it seemed, rather than try to rectify the quickly developing madness, joined in with the invaders, and when things were eventually sorted in very like manner to the first situation, there he was found, at one with them, debauched in body and mind, and wherever they ended up, presumably he ended up there too.

Discarded nearly

 

Something I’ve worked on a bit and maybe in the process of salvaging, after thinking it was more something to learn from in future efforts than having any hope in itself.

Self-Realisation

“What have you been up to lately?”

“I’ve been focused on my spiritual advancement.”

“Very interesting. And how has it gohe?”

“I have attained self-realisation.”

“And what realisation have you attained, so to speak?”

“I’ve realised that I’m an idiot.”

birds

 

wooD

 

difficult

 A pretty difficult piece, however its initial rough form came about, to try to sort out into some kind of harmonious whole. Maybe it’s gone beyond such a hope!

Get Hold of the Children 2 - Saint Paisios

 Just in relation to the previous post about the dictatorship or at the very least spirit of dictatorship which Aldous Huxley presumed would increasingly unfold in the west, and to target children with their poisonous ideologies, I just picked up a book compiled from recorded talks with the great 20th century Greek ascetic figure, Saint Paisios (not that he’d likely be pleased to be called great) and the page I opened, I think more or less immediately, has the following snippet:

 - In other words, Geronda [a term of respect], the educational system has evolved in a way that will cause great harm to our youth?

 - It is true that many young people will be harmed, but the Good Lord will judge accordingly. He will look into the situation and determine how these young people would have fared if they had not been so harmfully influenced or indeed been done so much harm. However it is we must pray fervently for the poor children so that God will intervene and keep them from harm, and grant them spiritual health so that they will acquire virtues.

Huxley - Get Hold of the Children

“You can read in the trade journals the most analytical accounts of how necessary it is to get hold of the children because then they will be loyal, branded buyers later on, but you just translate this into political terms, the dictator [or dictatorship] says they will be loyal ideology buyers when they’re grown up.”

From an interview with Aldous Huxley from around 1960 on the envisaged and very probable future of the west.

Unsure 2

 A few quick small changes to this image of a few days ago - not that, if it is to reach some worthwhile stage of completion, I think it’s reached it now.

anOther

 

figUres