For some utterly inexplicable reason I started all of a sudden thinking about the Burning Heart of the Great Deathless One. I even fancied that I could hear that heart pounding away out there in the darkness. A most unsettling sound – as it beat it ate the souls of the dead. It calls them to it, and they cannot resist.
That’s one thing I started thinking about anyway, the Great Deathless One. He whose heart. He whose heart beats silently for all of us, out there in the terrible Outer Darkness. On the one hand there is the personal darkness, whilst on the other hand there is ‘the darkness that lies beyond’, the darkness that hems us all in, and between these two rotating Spheres of Darkness, between anvil and hammer, ‘the life of manne is grounde out’. Such are the teachings of our new robot leaders, at any rate…
There are never any shortage of teachings, at any rate. There’s a teaching for each and every conceivable occasion. There is no shortage of teachers either – gurus are everywhere – a veritable plague of gurus has descended upon us. Their demented devotees slug it out in the streets, disrupting the lives of ordinary decent folk like you and I. Evil times have fallen upon us and no mistake, although there is of course no point in getting too down in the mouth about it. Life has to go on.
Everyone has their own private mythology of course and I don’t think we should lose sight of that. My own personal private mythology is a case in point. My own private mythology is all about the Terrible Burning Heart of the Great Dead One, as you have no doubt already guessed from my earlier comments and remarks. I don’t know which to fear the most – the inner darkness or the outer. I ought to try to be more courageous I know, but I just don’t know how. No one ever told me how to go about being more courageous and at this stage in my life I have to admit that being timid and fearful has become a way of life for me. Constantly lying to myself out of fear has become a way of life for me. It has become a long-established habit. It’s just ‘who I am’…
We’re all searching for success in one form or another and the reason for this is – of course – that success is so fabulous and splendid and great and magnificent and all of that. But what we DON’T understand is that success can so easily become a mask to hide behind. Picture this if you will – a grinning smirking ‘success face’, such as we can see every day in all the celebrity magazines, but hiding behind it is this poor terrified creature, desperately trying to look as if they are living life to the full when the sad truth is that they’re being controlled all the way by alien mind-manipulators. Picture that, if you will – or if you dare…
The inner darkness is the fear, you see, whilst the outer darkness is the hideous False World that we are driven to participate in. That would be another way of putting it. The hammer and the anvil, you see – the hammer and the anvil. The twin evils of this Earthly Realm. The outer realm is evil because it is the domain of the Accursed One who holds court here (as the Bible repeatedly informs us) and the self within us is evil because it is a creature of that Diabolical Domain, and thus the sworn instrument of the Dark Master who has his power and his dominion here.
Where to turn my friends, where to turn? To deny that we are in something of a tricky situation here is something of a euphemism, you might say. Is it any wonder that folk have to be dragged kicking and screaming into the light, desperately fighting every inch of the way? Is this not the way of things? The Light of Truth is no friend of ours you see – on the contrary, the truth is something we fear more than any other thing and so it is scarcely surprising that when we come into the light then we do so against our will. We are then going to be forced to confront the darkness that lives so eagerly, so greedily within us, just as we are compelled to witness this world of ours for what it truly is, a veritable Citadel of Evil. Or perhaps not – perhaps I’m exaggerating? Perhaps the world we humans have created isn’t a Citadel of Evil at all but a Joyful ‘fun-for-all-the-family’ Disneyland? Who’s to say, after all?
