“If you are going through hell, keep going.” —Winston Churchill
I RECEIVED a few thought-full commentaries on my last post. This first one came from “across the pond” in the UK and was penned by a friend and long-time follower, Peter Watson.
Will (Wilkinson) is quite right, at least partly. Wetiko, a ‘mind-virus’ that Will has designated as the devil, is now rampant throughout civilization, and not just a white man’s affliction any longer, as it was before it also spread — like fire-water — to indigenous peoples too.
However, to leave wetiko as only a virus, it could be imagined as just something else to blame for the human problem; something to cure, or attune. Beware the snare-of-the-fowler, the devil, the self-active human mind, for it is the subtlest beast in the field, and Will’s word substitution is a prime example of translating and using words to dilute truth (as if it could), to divert the spotlight from itself — a “speak or spin” common to clever politicians.
Would Jesus have addressed a virus trying to tempt him in the desert? Would he have had a virus? Would a virus have been able to communicate at a mind level? Or, rather, was Jesus addressing the dis-eased mind of mankind as he brought it to focus within himself to be dealt with?
Over the millennia the devil has operated under many guises, and behind and in front of many disguises, prominent among them are leadership, patriotism, and enemy. Perhaps, though, the most insidious is education, at least education designed to further civilization for self-centered purposes.
How that works on the human mind is key to the human problem, as we shall see. Starting from the premise that there is nothing intrinsically wrong with the design and purpose of the human mind, we’re faced by the fact of what mankind has done with its mind, by what good men have trained their minds to do, which is, for the most part, collect and store data—enrich the mind with knowledge—explore history to validate and correlate the facts, and develop sciences to expand domination beyond the capabilities of their human capacities. We have megaliths and dolmens all over the place attesting to the legacy of demonstrating power, or, as C. S. Lewis called it, “that hideous strength.”
Now, if there’s nothing inherently wrong with the design and purpose of the human mind, which is a capacity-of-consciousness, ordained to process and apply creative thought, we’re faced with the fact that the content-of-consciousness, used to develop civilizations, has not much been concerned to consider the way-of-Life, let alone allowing Life to call the shots, as it has been and is (concerned) to sustain and magnify self-centered intentions, albeit imagined to be for the best, but clearly without the vision of wisdom.
My poet friend Don Hynes up in Oregon offered these insightful thoughts:
I have a few thoughts concerning the use of wetiko as a substitute for the “devil” as Martin used the term. I’ve met Paul Levy who popularized this term in western psychology, taken from the Native American use as Will notes, and am familiar with Levy’s writings and blog posts. I believe wetiko is a most accurate term for the mass psychosis present in western civilization at this time, but as we might agree has been around for quite a while, and in my judgement would make a ready substitute for what Martin often termed “human nature.”However, by the “devil,” Martin, or perhaps I should say I, would indicate an incarnate presence, not a widespread illness as it were. By impersonalizing the “devil” I think the important link of evil with human embodiment is missed. Just as Martin surely emphasized the human form of divine or spiritual government, so I believe he would agree there is a similar form in the focus of anti-spirit or the anti-Christ to use John’s term from 1 John 4:3 in the NT.I won’t belabor this but offer it as my thoughts concerning Martin’s use of this specific term. I believe the anti-Christ is present in a number of humans who wield the powers of darkness and desolation, the “spiritual wickedness in high places” referred to by the apostle Paul, but the ultimate presence may be with us as well.
Doing nothing whilst achieving everything, is the master art to practice now. Love is the way of the Master.
♦ ◊ ♦
“The self-active mind clings to that which is like unto itself, but it is afraid of that to which it clings.”
(Uranda, Third Sacred School, Vol 12, Ch 36)
PERFECT LOVE CASTS OUT FEAR
IT HAS BEEN SAID that perfect love — which is unconditional — casts out fear. This mass paranoia and “psychosis” that has infected the world is nothing more than a mind-virus. When a person goes into a fight-flight-or-freeze stress mode, the reptilian brain takes over in a survival mode blocking off all access to critical thinking with logic and reason, love and compassion, functions of the frontal lobe and the cerebrum. All true thinking comes to a halt, along with the body’s immune system. How, then, can one have “perfect love” when one’s only concern is to survive a global pandemic? A large part of the answer lies in facing what it is that one fears and embracing it. The larger part lies in the direction and object of our love.
Death is not something to fear but something to welcome as a passage to a higher level of life and creativity, a release from the prison of a physical form that offers very limited range of movement, for one thing, and an insecure and fragile abode for another. From the moment it is born into the material world the human form begins to die and return to the humus from which it arose. It’s the arduous task of our healthcare system to stave off the inevitable. To facilitate this process, Life has provided scavengers to help break down and eliminate the metabolic waste of organic processes. They’re called “viruses.”
Yes, viruses are organisms we cannot do without. We wouldn’t make it very far past the crib without them. They get rid of toxic waste, the breeding ground for pathogens and disease. In my practice I noticed a repeating pattern that demonstrated this function of viruses in patients that tested positive for a virus after having gotten over a bacterial infection. The metabolic waste from infection fighting needed cleaning up. I’ve seen videos showing perfectly healthy cells morph into viruses where scavenging of toxic waste was needed. This Coronavirus would not be scavenging around in our bodies unless there was toxic waste to scavenge. With diseases and death, the condition of the host is always the primary consideration in determining the cause.
On the other side of this paradoxical existence, without a means of returning our human flesh to dust, we might live longer than we are want to in these limiting forms. That would be a travesty for sure. We would never be released from the material realm and return to the realms of light. In the realms of light, there are no viruses. There’s no need for them, nor for pathogens — nor for death.
Should we dare to look deeper into this “rabbit hole” we may even discover that we don’t really belong here in this plane of temporary existence. This so-called “existential crisis” with which our planet is presenting us may be trying to tell us we don’t belong here at the level of the animal kingdom — where we behave like beasts at times — and that it’s time to let go of this world we’ve created and be about the business of creating a New World, a world that accommodates spiritual beings incarnate in capacities of light substance that do not break down, get sick and die. What’s there to fear in this scenario?
Oh that we could just let go and embrace a new way of living in this magical universe! Death, then, would surely lose its sting. Wetiko, this paralyzing mind virus, would be dissipated for the construct of thought it is that has no reality to it whatsoever. There’s really nothing to be afraid of and everything to look forward to in this right of passage we call death.
As for a “devil” entity in the world, an embodied anti-Christ as my poet friend describes “the mass psychosis present in western civilization at this time,” perhaps such a devil is in the details, as we say. And there are so many details in our lives calling for our attention; lots of peripheral fallout from this pandemic, for instance. I read in the Washington Post that some 140,000 children under age 18 have lost parents or caregivers between March 2020 and June 2021—just one of many crises facing people the world over. These can be seen a distractions from what’s going on above and behind the surface play of events. I’m not being cold and uncaring here. On the contrary, I’m offering a higher view and perspective above our circumstances.
If we human beings are being asked to let go of this corrupt world, then let us do so graciously and with a attitude of gratitude. Let us awaken fully to our purpose for incarnating at this moment in time, this historical moment when an old world is passing away needing our blessing, while a new world and New Earth are being born needing our welcome and stewardship. The second answer to my question “How, then, can one have ‘perfect love’ when one’s only concern is to survive a global pandemic?” lies in what or who is the object of my love response.
There is no more worthy object of our love than our Creator. Sometimes in our anguish and grief we look to God with an attitude of blame. “How could God allow this to happen?!” Job’s attitude is exemplary: “Though he slay me yet will I trust him.” In this biblical story, Job lost everything and was himself inflicted with boils. His three friends tried to comfort him by encouraging him to blame God for his troubles. Instead, he blessed God and praised him for his wonderous works. The result was that everything he lost was returned to him sevenfold.
If you need some encouraging words of comfort, you may find solace in Sharon Hart’s recent post on Facebook:
“To all my friends out there who know what’s really going on… To all who see through conspiracies and are intuitive… Yes, sometimes it’s a curse and not always a blessing to be awake. Awakening is the most liberating, alienating, excruciating, empowering, lonely, confusing, freeing, frightening, expansive journey.If you find yourself struggling as you try to process all this insanity, you are not alone. No one talks about the darkness that accompanies awakening, or the GRIEF. Not only grieving the life and illusions you once had but the realization that almost everything you thought you once knew, is a LIE. The beliefs you’ve held, people you were taught to trust, principles you were taught- ALL LIES.Shattering illusions is RARELY an enjoyable experience. There is a considerable amount of discomfort that comes with growth and the grieving process doesn’t stop there. With these newfound realizations, you then find yourself grieving all over again. Grieving the loss of many relationships with people who just don’t and won’t “get it.”Feeling alone; being ridiculed and shamed, not only by the masses but for many of you, your very own family and friends too. Feeling like you no longer have much in common with the people you are surrounded by. Struggling with carrying on bullshit, shallow conversations that lack substance with those who are still fast asleep. Even feeling disconnected from your entire support system because they can’t see what you see. Some even grieve the loss of their ignorance — because “ignorance is bliss” and reality is harsh.Awakening can be a lonely road and you will often find yourself journeying alone. There is no way to sugarcoat it – Awakening to the realities of this world is brutal. It will have you running through the entire gamut of human emotions. You have to master the art of diving down the darkest of rabbit holes only to come out and still function in daily life, and that’s a skill people don’t talk about enough.Some of you are struggling with feeling disconnected from family and friends, it’s as though they exist in another world. Please know you are not alone, and not only are you not alone, you have an entire tribe standing with you. We may be separated by miles, but we are deeply connected; in purpose and in spirit”. (Author unknown)
Comments on: "Wetiko: Mind-Virus or Devil?" (3)
Surely! We have been living this all along! With many helpful postings in wonderful ways for the weak, slow, and tardy.
I’m thinking of songs like Al Jolson singing Harry Woods 1926 lyrics:….
“When the red red Robin comes bob bob bobbin’ along,…
…there’ll be no more sobbin’ when he’s starts throbbin’ his old sweet song……
…..wake up, wake up you sleepy heads,… get up, get up, get outta bed…. ….cheer up, cheer up, the sun is red ….
What if I’ve been blue, now I’m walkin’ thru fields of flowerers …. etc.
Great listen. I like the Al Jolson rendition.
Cheers, Geoff Tisch – Standing Tree.
Life will have us
with all we’ve gathered,
to feast on our memories
and drink deep of our sins.
The great ocean
only wants to know
that we’ve lived,
burned the tallow
of our inheritance
to light the earth
and path of redemption.
To forgive and be forgiven
the rainbow’s end
where the tide rushes
and our wings take us
on the upward winds
Dear Tony, thank you for sharing my comment.
Spot on my friend; “In the realms of light, there are no viruses. There’s no need for them, nor for pathogens — nor for death.
Should we dare to look deeper into this “rabbit hole” we may even discover that we don’t really belong here in this plane of temporary existence. This so-called “existential crisis” with which our planet is presenting us may be trying to tell us we don’t belong here at the level of the animal kingdom.”
Sharon Hart, too, partially languishes in the dichotomy of losing world-deception to know the freedom of Truth. We can’t have it both ways, Sharon, but the One Way-of-Life is the Pearl-of-Great Price, and losing relationships with people who can’t or won’t ‘get it’, caused even Jesus to ‘weep over Jerusalem’, if it’s any consolation. We’re in good company!
I mention this for . . . others who may not have crossed the limbo-land (‘desert’, which Jesus crossed and overcame, and the wilderness of the Exodus, which proved to be too much discomfort, forty years, and was not overcome). Desert and wilderness represent what Tony refers to as: — “the level of the animal kingdom”, in which, “we don’t really belong here in this plane of temporary existence.”
This plane of seemingly temporary existence – Death Row, or the Vale-of-Tears, where death prevails – is a virtually godless-zone we’ve inherited, and been ensnared in by Satan’s superstitious conditioning, between attachment to externals and heavenly freedom regardless of circumstances.
Fortunately, the ensnared condition has been overcome, and the One who overcame, the One-Who-Dwells in every human form, has set a precedent for everyone, “that where I am, there ye may be also; I go to prepare a place for you.” Because there are ‘deaths’, or rights-of-passage as Tony says; “though He slay me”, and I was dead as it were to the plane of unreal existence, I did not entertain fear or belief in death. As a Troubadour, with no investment in possessions, and trusting only in the guidance-of-life through the unknown of ‘foreign lands’ (although at the time I didn’t recognise it as such), I’d overcome the first death of home-sickness, without hardening-the-heart, but then there turned out to be more subtle forms of attachment, of which few become aware, because they are deeply buried in the psyche of race subconscious.
Simply put, they are the devil’s domain-of-control over mankind’s emotional realm. This entity, the usurper, has a collective identity, which comes to focus at many points in evil men, throughout human history, including every generation of humanity, all the way back to the point where the sons-of-God sired children with the daughters-of-men. At that point the rogue-element of the body-of-God in evacuated Eden became the son-of-perdition, which spread and divided itself from the One Race of man, male and female, to become the differentiated races of many colours, “clothed in skins”, as it was put. Their ‘skins’ were not animal-skins, but made for a denser form of material-man, no longer light-beings; the human aspect of a human-being.
“What is man, that Thou hast made him a little lower than the light-beings?” We are becoming aware of how that happened, although, since its initiation precedes the first fallen civilization, there is no recollection available to the relatively shallow memory of the material-man identity of recent generations. However, because life was present there and then, as well as here and now, and in every moment since Eden was conceived, we can (we’ve discovered), with specific meditation in the morphic-field continuum of creation, access whatever is necessary and useful to fill in the gaps, as it were, to make a coherent-flow and understandable timeline, without the dross of superstitious imagination. . . . Beatrice and I are preparing a draft on education-renewal for future deliberation . . . .
With love from us both, Peter