black is the new black

Aurora_consurgens_blackangel

Turn to me with your whole heart and do not despise me because I am black and dark, for the sun has burned me so, and the black depths have covered my face. Aurora consurgens

Liber LXV
17. I shall not rest until I have dissolved it all.
18. So also the light that is absorbed. One absorbs little and is called white and glistening; one absorbs all and is called black.
19. Therefore, O my darling, art thou black.

The Goddess says:
“O Shiva! Please reveal the inner meaning of my mystic form of Kali, she who is black as the limitless night sky, awesome, fearful, yet compassionate. Tell me how she differs from Parvati, my better known form. Tell me how any woman can become one with Kali, and as such, how she can best serve her lover. Tell me, O Shiva, before this night is through!”

Shiva replies:
“O Precious Goddess, few are those who truly understand the meaning of Kali. Few are those who can face her terrific form without fearing for their lives. Fewer still are those who serve her as I do you, knowing full well every subtle nuance, every shade of meaning. Kali is black because she is the doorway through the voidness of both inner and outer space. Her blackness is made up of all colors and, like the black holes of universes, she ultimately absorbs everything that has ever been created. All brightness eventually recedes into blackness, just as all spirituality eventually merges into Kali-consciousness.
Kali is absolutely naked, just as your mind was originally naked and will ultimately return to nakedness. Like Shiva’s, Kali’s nakedness both attracts and repels. In her primordial nakedness, all things are possible. Kali’s three eyes tell of her absolute power over the three times of past, present, and future and suggest that her inner nature is deeply perceptive. Symbolizing the exalted forces of the sun, the moon, and lightning, the three eyes of Mother Kali show her control over this universe.”

Ljubav je Zakon/ Love is the Law

Now the dead howled and raged, for they were unperfected. C.G.Jung

Prolazi tako neku vecer pored nas nevelika skupina djecaka
mladih ljudi
marsirajucim korakom,
vitlajuci zastavama na dugim motkama
na ponesto distorziran ritam Yellow submarine
(mada sumnjam da su culi za Beatlese a Yellow submarine…)
ukočeno čvrsto protutnji ulicom,
u (nacionalnom) zanosu skandirajući “Ubaci ovdje parolu po slobodnom nahođenju”.
Eto zasto ne volim praznike/ slavlja nacionalnog ponosa.
Praznik? Čega se praznim (od)?
Zanos nacionalnog ponosa zacas od “mi smo super” postane potencijalno krvavi “mi smo super oni ne valjaju, ajmo ih nabit” (sexualna aluzija toliko je očita da je presmiješno)
Panem et circensis.
Šta bi na ovo rekao Čika Rajh/ Reich? Wilhelm Reich.
Vidite kolegice, ti djecaci/ mladi ljudi imaju dovoljno godina da bi vec uvelike trebali baratati ljubavnim znanjima no buduci da su sexualno (ne)odgojeni, zapostavljeni oni svoj seksualni poriv izrazavaju posredovano, sekundarno. Tako se umjesto na Katarinu iz 3 ce pale na price o VELIKOJ naciji.
Cinjenica da su im pornografski sadrzaji dostupniji no ijednoj generaciji prije ne doprinosi situaciji jer
1)pornografija potice poriv koji u njihovim godinama ionako nema potrebe poticati (iskljucivo zdravo usmjeravati)
2) urodjeni su u kulturu koja je unatoc viskom stupnju “seksualiziranosti” kronicno sexualno neodgojena. (da ne idem u vulgarnosti)

vodite ljubav, to je dobro za zdravlje