Month: December 2017
Seeking ways to free myself from limitations,
I’ve considered all the options still available,
now that this zeal within me has awoken.
& it’s clear that if it cannot be accomplished
through some means which, in a basic sense,
could be described as “physical” (for it’s only
in the fleshly sense that limitations can apply)
then I must think beyond the flesh to find the
things I need — such as a home which doesn’t
crumble or decay (Oh, and some wings to fly!)
PEOPLE ARE SAYING TO ME: “What are you doing on New Year’s Eve?” I say: “Nothing in particular”. They reply: “But aren’t you going anywhere?” When I say: “Nope”, they say: “What? You’re going to be on your own?” (accompanied by a 😥) When I say “Absolutely!” they say: “Oh, that’s terrible!” To which I say: “Actually, it’s fine. The year started really at the Winter Solstice. I was on my own then too. I’m on my own every night. This is who I am: A man on his own. A monk. I’ll be writing. That’s my greatest love”. Then I, far from the madding crowd, will hear the fireworks in the distance and it will sound like war (for war is coming). And I will be glad to be alone… but never lonely. Maybe some will say that I’m a classic introvert. I’m neither an introvert nor an extrovert (I can perform on a big stage without nerves ). I just don’t need an excuse for a booze-up (don’t drink alcohol). I’m not attracted to Vanity Fair (i.e. not entertained by crowd/herd mentality). I love people (but not P-E-O-P-L-E!). I prefer nature to parties-with-a-vengeance (I don’t mind hanging out with good folks). I tend to celebrate beautiful sacred things rather than humanly-invented mass-market junkets. I’m world-weary and would rather shed a quiet poignant tear alone than laugh like a drain in noisy company. These days, quietude and gentleness are far more appealing than brashness and prattle. I would far rather be pioneering newness and imaginative adventure than falling in line with mass madness. I’ve seen too much and gone way too far into the outlands to return. I am a vagrant on the hinterland of time. I won’t object if anyone wants to join me there. So, see you! ❤
© Alan Morrison, 2017
MY ONLY NEW YEAR RESOLUTION FOR 2018 is a Knightly oath which I make each year. (See accompanying image). This oath promotes such qualities as honour, duty, gallantry, diligence, fidelity, cherishment, self-scrutiny, valour, steadfastness, charity, grace, empathy, compassion, etc. I’ve adapted a 1000-year-old medieval English Knight’s Code of Chivalry and am sworn to live by it, to the best of my ability…
BREAKING NEWS: CHRIST WAS NOT BORN ON DECEMBER 25th or on any other day in December! That date was simply a disingenuous attempt a few centuries later to forge a union between the religion of Christianity and the pagan festivities which occurred around that date. Church history has been full of wimpish compromise and the complete betrayal of Christ for 2000 years. He didn’t come to create a religion or a global authoritarian church structure but to light the way for genuine spiritual pilgrims and to warn about the decisive catastrophe coming at the end of the aeon — which is around now! Certain events in the bible show that his birth could not have been in December. For example, it is written that shepherds were watching their flocks in the fields at night (words which have been immortalised in the well-known carol). However, December would have been too cold for that to happen out in the open countryside. Also, the bible says that a census was being taken at the time and Christ’s parents had come to Bethlehem to register. Again, a census would not have been called in December as it would be too difficult for many to travel. The most likely time for Christ to have been born would be sometime in the latter part of September, which can be concluded by checking the timeline shown in the first chapter of Luke’s gospel regarding the conception of John the Baptist and the fact that Christ was six months younger than him. I can understand the importance today of having annual cosy family get-togethers in the dead of Winter when the sun is at its lowest and the temperature is at its coldest. But December 25th is now just an excuse for gift-porn and consumerist-gluttony. Nothing to do with Christ’s birth anyway. A much more pertinent question than “When was Christ born?” would be “WHY was Christ born?” That, my friends, will be the subject of a forthcoming article 😉
© Alan Morrison, 2017
This is the first in a mini-series in which I examine closely a few modern ethical quandaries, which have only become quandaries because people make them so. When one cuts through the bullshit, understanding them is actually very simple and even liberating.
In this article, I begin the series by asking the question: “Is it always wrong to judge?” Today, it has become extremely fashionable to say that “We must never judge” or “We have no right to judge another”. In fact, it has become a kind of litmus test about your credibility as a decent human being. If you judge others, so they say, you cannot be spiritual or a good person. How has this idea that it is always wrong to judge come about? I think it is partly because people confuse the words “judge” and “judgemental”. To be a judgemental person means that one habitually comes to thoughtless, mean or unfounded and condemnatory conclusions about other people, which is obviously not a helpful frame of mind, for oneself or for building a community based on love and grace.
A new diagrammatic poem for you to “chew” on 😉It started as a dream which woke me in the night then, bleary-eyed, it turned into some words which, in my later waking state, seemed to be strangely right…
© Alan Morrison, 2017
Beyond Patriarchy & Matriarchy in the New Aeon
There have been many times when I’ve heard it said by a woman: “You men have had your chance at running the world and all you’ve done is destroy it. So now you can move over. It’s our turn”. Or, as I’ve also heard it said: “The patriarchy has had its day. Now it’s time for the matriarchy, like it used to be way back before men began to ruin the world”. Some questions arise here: Is it really the case that there was a harmonious matriarchy ruling in ancient times? Would women really be better at “running the world”? Is it merely a question of gender which determines how history flows? Or is there another issue which is completely overlooked in any discussion about the world-system and the enhancement or destruction of the world?