Τυφῶν - Heaven's Hatred

[Lyra]

Τυφῶν
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YouTube- NEW SONG 2009: Lady Gaga - Monster (FULL) (with Lyrics + Downloadlink) HQ

This stereotype hurts me, and I am any given boy.

Τυφῶν
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The speaker changes. Hear Typhon:

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I am showing you the seed of a movement1; observe ontogenesis.

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I wear a coat of stars, woven together by aeons; look, one came apart.

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Watch it fall from heaven to the ground; mortal men and boys see it, and it awakens a fire within their hearts.

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The fire drives them to react against the desecration and nonrecognition they suffer; oh, look, they fight.

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Watch them fight, watch the fire dwindle and the fighting continue, watch the body of society morph; there is no heaven in them now, but they have created a new homeostasis.

Τυφῶν
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A new star falls. The sum of human suffering has not changed, and the many are still blind to all stars’ light.

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‘All that comes into being does so through strife necessarily’, and strife is what your earnest striving will birth. But you will strive.

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And I, Typhon, will watch you and laugh divine laughter.

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Because there is nothing else that can be done. You2 are what you are, and you will not accept it, and you will rage against yourself and try to transcend yourself by perpetuating your own inescapable nature.

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Social criticism is futile, unless written exclusively in the interests of attaining to monstrous heaven. Unless written by a monster, for himself and his rare kin alone; words forming the steps of Jacob’s descending ladder. Greater good and sum increase in happiness and social change must be ridiculed by seekers, in so far as they are ends wished for in themselves; as playthings, physis3 is their only valid measure.

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There is one exception to the above: social criticism as divine knifeplay.

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1. Read: a social movement. A homeostatic counter to FEMINISM, where feminism is a bodily process which must be suppressed to restore societal homeostasis, and where the means by which that suppression will occur is the delusion of those cells (men) who will be used towards such.
2. Read: humans. Remember, though, that Typhon is human to.
3. Physis is used not in the standard sense (simply 'nature'), but the Homeric sense: an unfoldment of being towards the realisation of one's divine potential, in accordance with one's own unique nature.

 

[Lyra]

Re: Τυφῶν - Monster Heaven

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IN THE WORLD OF MEN ARE MANY ORDERS: THE most, those in whom multitudinous desires goad onward to some unimagined end-- an end, vague, intangible, unreal-- an end which, formulated and analysed, or accomplished, reveals itself as a down-sitting in the satiety of grotesque comfort to impose a vacuous will upon youth-- and of these of the deathly hand, no more. But of the explorers of the the inmost mind-- that which is before thought was-- few though they may be, more of consequence is to be known; they are the makers of images and seekers of God.
These of the living hand, the makers of epics, the tellers of tales, fantastic, compelling, beyond belief, of that which is and never was, worshippers of a fair impossible she, tramplers of the slime of the pit, clamberers of the rock of the holy mountains, dreamers of the rose and the dew, of milken hill and vine of immortality, these are they that tell of the gay wisdom, of the true end of pleasure beyond becoming-- who seek that is to be: They who sound the deep of the sacred name, the fourfold I AM, past, present, future, and in eternity.

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O Zos, thou art fallen into the involuntary accident of birth and rebirth into incarnating ideas of women.
A partial sexuality entangled in the mass of sensual law.
On earth the circle was fabricated.
The origin of all things is the complex self. How shall it be made the end of things?
Dubious of all things by this increase, and ignorance of individuality.
I or Self, in conflict, separate.
This forgetfulness of symboli becomes the unexplored 'reason' of existence.
Unable to conceive the events of the present: what shall be knowledge of past and future? Verily, this creator speaks 'I know not what I do'.
And in this living nightmare, where all is cannibalism. Why does thou deny thyself? Verily, Man resembles his creator, in that he consumes himself in much filth.
Heaven gives indiscriminately of its superabundance to make the ghastly struggle called existence.
The necessity was a deliberate serving of its own pleasure-- becoming more alien. Remoteness from self is pain and precocious creation.
Through the remoteness of self-- thou dost not hear thine own call to be potentially Thyself. The living Self does not habitate.
There is no truth in thy wish. Pleasure wearies of thee.
Ecstatic fulfillment of ecstasy, is it asking too much?
Alas, the smallness of man's desire!

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[Lyra]

The Star Game

The Star Game: all that has passed for humanity will be known, when this game is played, as no more than the conditions necessary for its genesis. That humanity was the condition which allowed The Star Game to be played will be humanity's justification, and the answer to the coward-existentialists of the 20th century.

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The Star Game: two players, a condition which they work towards and which wins the game when met, and the cosmos as their arena. That is all.

The winner wins, the esoterikas win beautifully.

Any condition; that is its beauty, and that is how it operates as a measure of those who engage in. They will be revealed for what they are, and it will allow the living of a kind of being previously unseen on earth.

Examples:

Star Game: the destruction of a particular nation state. The players start without any resources in two countries of (mutually judged) equivalent political stability. Then they play. The winner ascends to monstrous heaven.

Star Game: the creation of a cult. How a player does this is a measure of their artistry. They could make anything; this condition creates a canvas unlike any available to the primitive representative artists who will be as babbling idiots before the master of this new, living art form. He who lusts for catastasis will be shown for the mundane he is-- he who orders protasis, epistasis, and catastasis as the steps of Jacob's ladder incarnate will be beheld as an embodiment of divinity on earth.

Star Game: the driving of one of two twins to suicide. This is for lesser players, who have not trained themselves to the level being necessary to engage in the former two. Still, though, it is a canvas with great potential.

Star Game: being featured as the headline in a specific newspaper. Once again: those who lust for catastasis may win, technically, but the player who embodies heaven on earth by this method is revealed by it in a way no context has previously provided the opportunity for.

Star Game: the destruction of a set percentage of humanity's population.

Star Game: the alteration of a single community (or system of any kind) towards a specific end, each defined for each player by himself. Or defined by the other, depending upon how the esoterikas decide to play.

Star Game: the creation, by whatever means, of a life form (or hybrid life-form and technological system) of human or beyond-human intelligence that is not human.

Star Game: subverted Buddhahood.

Star Game: anything.


Of course, a particular kind of character, and force of character, is needed to play anything but the simplest forms of this game. And a new, evolved kind of honour and kinship will be necessary for it to create the divine aristocracy (esoterikas) which it has the potential to create. That is already being taken care of: the Sevenfold Way's system is a training tool for players, and the means by which a game impossible for human who has not realised his potential becomes one's mother tongue.

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THIS is what was meant by 'DIVINE KNIFEPLAY' in the first post.

 

[CortLeaf]

The fate is decided with a comet to the axiom of endurement. The truth of resistence is no longer liberated, succumbing to the bias of conformity. Resistence to acquiescence, a tragic subversion.

 

[Lyra]

Hi Face; we should play.

 

[CortLeaf]

Tennis with a cosmic rock I discovered in a town of Tennessee? We'll play with boned rackets to engage in the game of our lives.

 

[Lyra]

http://intpforum.com/showthread.php?t=6338

Poetry is the highest alchemy. By it the amorphous hints of divinity, grace, and starlight which seduce from beyond the limits of consciousness become consciousness' new centre.

By it we may enter into a play formerly reserved for Gods. Gods who were really embodiments of a Sacred potential within ourselves, but too great to accept as our fate. By it the divinity which we have always known and feared that we can be, the grace which we cast out and imprisoned in imaginary Gods and Heavens, and the Starlight which never allows us to fully hide from ourselves amidst the darkness of mundane lives-- become us. It transmutes our lives into the alchemical gold we can be.

Poetry is the language of Gods, the tongue our descendants will, however long from now, know as their mother's.

The beauty that refuses to submit, the song sung against all-- all those putrid hordes-- who speak against man, who cage him, who sustain their ugly lives by becoming components in systems predicated upon him remaining blind to his future self. The song that will never cease, and that will, no matter how permanent they may think their mundane tyrannies are, ultimately be their end.

Remember, O man, that you are born of the earth and the starry heaven.

Agios o Vindex.

 

[Lyra]

Flat-minds. I should remember my own words: the acausal cannot be presenced in the causal except as suicidal causality. I must be more subtle, and encourage suicide by XIII in divine fire, instead of bluntly attempting to represent the acausal causally.

Learn.

 

[kantor1003]

The thoughts on poetry expressed in the second above mine immediately came to mind when I heard Heidegger in quoting Goethe. It might be, though this is highly speculative, be motivated by a similar understanding. (If anyone were to know which of Goethe's writings the quoted passage comes from, I'd be glad to know.)

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9_vYz4nQUcs

I have written down the part I'm referring to (the first 2 minutes), though I recommend watching it*:
"The notion of language as an instrument of information urges nowadays to the extreme. The relation of human being(s) to language is undergoing a transformation the consequences of which we are not yet ready to face. The ongoing of this process cannot be stopped by direct intervention. Besides, it is going on in the profoundest silence. Evidently, we have to state that language in everyday life appears as a vehicle for understanding and will be used as such a vehicle. But, there are other relations to language than the common ones. Goethe calls these other relations the 'deeper' ones and says of language: 'In normal life we make language work in a provisional way, because we are signifying just superficial relations. As soon as we speak of deeper relationships there comes up suddenly another language, that of the poetical.' "

*I don't know german, so I have to trust a bad translation.

I have, on occasion (and it must be on occasion, otherwise communication becomes difficult, if not impossible) been able to become aware of the 'superficiality' of common language. This awareness is a felt and, to that extent, an actual disintegration of language. It's a questioning as to the foundation of the word/s being uttered with regards to their meaning; what they are meant to signify and why. Not only, it often turns out, is the thing being signified, more often than not, ontologically unfounded or unbeknownst to the speakers, but the reason (motive) for it's signification, if it even can be called as such, is not the exchange of knowledge (of which, I dare say, very few are in the possession of), but the expression of desire, fear, social status and 'personal identity' where what is signified through the semantic of the word (as opposed to intonation, bodily expression etc.), if anything at all, is secondary, or even 'besides the point'. The latter might become apparent when you start to notice the parroting exchange of words, the former, when you examine, rather than rely on an intuited and, perhaps, mostly inherited ontological framework, the meaning of words in regular use such as 'is', 'meaning', 'identity', 'time' 'substance' and 'culture', realizing that, apart from a vague, but likely not an all together mistaken, intuition, you don't really know what they mean. If not a true knowing, at least the beginning of an understanding of what they mean would require tracing them back to their origins, most likely learning greek and latin, and an understanding of context through time, all of which is to say decades of hard study that may or may not satisfy true knowledge.