Monday, January 12, 2015

EC 473 Hiermalgamated History
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The Bigger the Gorger

Hieros Gamos means Holy Marriage, and ‘hiermalgamy’ means a forced or unholy marriage by secular authorities of people to governments through the act of taxation or other violent and unnatural jointings and/or divorces.

A long time ago (1973) a book called “Small Is Beautiful” (subtitled: A Study of Economics As If People Mattered) by British economist E.F. Schumacher was a well known best seller. For a brief moment the book, published at the tail end of then fading world of hippies, held the attention of the world, then faded from most everyone’s memory to such an extent that today ‘beautiful’ may well be said to have been misused, because as far as today’s globalists are concerned, ‘ugly’ would have been a word far more appropriate. A similar book today would be titled: “The Bigger and Moar the Gorgeous”: Only 0.01%  of Humankind Matters.

On the other hand, we live in times when physics can do near anything. For example, while looking through YouTube for a child’s toy, a cylinder-man who walks down steps by inverting his weight (I did not find him), I found a spinning top that does the same thing. “How wonderful!”  I thought, “I have a perfect parody for billionaire Bill Gates, who is now selling what used to be sht water and trying to make us like drinking it; well, at least make Africans like it. Because in Africa city life is even less natural than it is in India, which with help from technology is turning itself inside out.

It is hard to imagine that the authors of The Mahabharata  would ever have imagined that Indian parents would make one of their goals in life having sons over daughters to such degree that they would not give birth to daughters, and today most of the sons (I doubt that it can be denied), due to the relative scarcity of women, think of finding a woman to rape. While rape is the 4th largest crime in India, the largest numbers of women raped are lost tourists or Indian women raped by relatives.

I realize that some of the Hieros Gamos or Divine Marriage events which I am describing sicken the soul. The good news is—who any longer believes in ‘soul’? Still, that may be changing, as the internet gives access to information from lays and medical people alike about so-called Near Death Experiences. As I understand it, in spite of angry and nasty denials from some ‘scientists’ (Dawkins?) that it is all hogwash or spiritual sht water, these give clear indications that thought does not begin or end with our brain, but originates (Dawkins not withstanding) from somewhere beyond it.

For all my scepticism concerning materialist orientation, our recent (thousand years) experience impresses with its violence and its seeming success. I have spent my lifetime thinking about the whyfores. Was this switch in orientation that used to project endearment due to some natural catastrophe (Storegga slides?) that caused the ancient reindeer herders—after being trapped in northern latitudes—to reverse their tradition of endearment* of nature to one of violence against it? (Are we not told that our forebears made buffalo jump over cliffs?) Was this event the seed that forced some men to turn to the practice of animal slaughter, which pathology grew due to its unexpected success until it reached the scale of the fur tribute, which initiated our brutal and planet destroying tax system and the governments that rose on the backs of our flayed skins, raped birth canals, and banged heads?

It is through prolonged brutality that the fur tribute, animal expendability, and war were entangled in one braid of behaviour, which marriage (superseding gifts and alms) was at a later time sealed by GovRmnt with a tax on life itself.

* Endearment—the English language as proof of its recent arrival shows an almost total lack of endearing words; such as there be are mostly limited to names, re: John < Johnny; Ann < Annie. There is no ‘flowrie’, but, yes, there is birdie.

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