“Do not follow the path of the hypotenuse”

After more than five decades of working with dreams, I find that more and more dreams are “voice” dreams, that is, without any imagery, only an auditory voice, most often male, but female too. These dreams are often oracular in nature and feeling, with the expression not to be doubted--even if it is not immediately understood. Sometimes, the voice content takes on the character of a simple instruction: “Look for three pennies in the gutter.” I do not ignore voice dreams and make every effort to listen and attend to these instantiations of what feels like wisdom quite beyond any sense of my consciousness. So I look out for the pennies in the gutter. I do not find them in a gutter but in a rain puddle outside the stairs leading into a local drug store. Three bright and shiny pennies. In a future post I’ll comment more on the significance of such synchronicity and why synchronicities are “paths.”

A rather gruff voice announces, “Do not follow the path of the hypotenuse.” When I wrote the dream down, I also drew a right triangle. I looked at the hypotenuse and noted that it is the shortest distance between the two extreme points, or, as is usually said, the longest side of a right triangle. I see two paths: the hypotenuse path and the “angle” path as two ways to reach the “end” point. I spontaneously think of the hypotenuse path as “cutting corners,” as it would be traversing the straight and narrow. Bachelard’s delicious reverie on corners comes to mind, as does my own writing on the goddess of corners: Angerona. She is also the goddess of silence and the suffering of silence. I explored many aspects of Angerona in my essay, “Psyche in Hiding,” which is available in Words As Eggs. Her etymology derives from angles. To “be cornered” gives us a sense of why the path of suffering is rejected in favor of the straight and narrow. But fate always finds a way to corner us, and now, even our whole species is cornered, and faced with the suffering of extinction. Who wants to go there? But for me, if I follow the oracular voice, I must go there, I must not cut corners, must reject the straight and narrow, and seek out some way to “be with” what now seems an inevitability.

Angerona’s statue is hidden away in the Sacellum Volupiae, the Roman Sanctuary of Pleasure. How does one find pleasure in suffering? This seems related to my dream of celebrating the final Raganrök. These could be interpreted as pathological tendencies, but I think something deeper is at work: a true facing of what’s coming. In the next post I’ll take this up more directly.

There was no path to step from

Going forward the only choice

Stepping into a forest of dreams

Each tree a separate dream

Each of different type, size, shape

The forest floor was solid

But crystal clear

Revealing dream roots

All intertwining, all moving, all alive

Connecting with neighbors near and far

It was not a silent forest

But I cannot say what I heard

Except that it pulled me in

For further secrets further on

----

From Dreamwork Poems 2017

It begins with cells from the atmosphere taking up residence in the host's blood stream. These cells begin to proliferate and develop tubal extensions that connect aggregates of cells. Feeding off the host's blood is then transmitted through these tubes to develop a networking of these aggregates. They begin to infiltrate the host's muscle and this releases chemicals which infiltrate the host's brain. This causes the host to leave its home colony, to travel up a nearby plant stem and at precisely 25 centimeters, the host stops, takes the plant's main vein into its mandible, clenches tightly so that the plant's juices begin to flow. This grip on the plant vein becomes permanent and the ant host is now unmoving. Inside the ant, the parasite begins to form a kind of spear that goes through the ant's head. A bulbous head develops on this spear and eventually bursts, pouring a large number of cellular spores onto the ant colony and its trails below. This ensures the infection of many more hosts.

This parasite is known as Ophiocordyceps unilateralis. The etymology refers to "club headed snake." It is commonly known as the "Zombie" parasite, as it is completely takes over any independent function of the ant. It is a form of parasitic fungus and has been known to completely destroy ant colonies.

In a previous post on parasites (see October 4), I mentioned the use of biological realities as a form of "analogical" research in exploring the psychological and cyberlogical relevance of these biological "models." I will explore this relevance in a subsequent post. In the meantime…think about it.

https://goo.gl/eJr5yn

A Rich Resource I Recommend with Enthusiasm

As science has developed is has increasingly severed itself from its mythic roots and its mythic imagination. The result is that science in one form or another has done great damage to the world, its animals, its people--all of life. Science does not admit this, but it is everywhere apparent. What is the proposed solution to the world’s problems? More of the same science. This has a touch of insanity about it, as Einstein knew.

Dr. Leslie Emery has taken on the challenge of this state of affairs and is hard at work reconnecting science to its lost mythic imagination. His website is a rich resource for delving into the depths of this problem. Few seem to realize the necessity of bringing current science into a reconnection with its rhizomic roots.

Take some time and explore http://www.scientificmythology.net

A tripod is a strong structure. The current tripod that is being established consists of three legs: government suppression, corporate power, and political corruption. The main bulwark against government suppression is an independent judiciary, hence, the current rush to fill the courts with compromised judges. The main bulwark against corporate power is governmental regulation, hence the current dismantling of all government regulation. The main bulwark against political corruption, is an independent justice department, hence the attacks on the department and the effort to eliminate “independence.” So far, the Mueller investigation has not been compromised.

All tripods are for a purpose. A tripod holds the camera. A tripod enables one to milk the cow. The developing tripod has not yet been fully established and may yet be stopped. But it has a definite purpose. That purpose is in plain sight.

The ZYZggMLY Council

You’ve not heard of the ZYZggMLY Council.
Nor had I until last night’s dream. It won’t
make the headlines, but consider it news.
Don’t bother to Googleit, you won’t find it.
Here’s what I’ve learned so far, just today.
The Council has little use for humans
but on occasion the Council votes to probe
to see if anything has changed among humans.
I was told to focus on the little g’s until
my brain begins to flicker, and, yes, they
quoted this description of contact as AE
had described it. So, they know stuff. As
I focused and my brain flickered, I began
to see it and it was an opening, a space
in the fog of my flickering brain. I was told
it was the portal to the Library of the Not Yet.
I could see volumes that one might call books
but these were as if composed of dancing light.
And there was a complexity of sound one might
call music and yet it was so much more.
“Enough for now,” a whisper informed.
Tomorrow, I will focus again on the little g’s.

Important Book Now Available

I’m pleased to let you know that Shira Marin’s Shards of a Broken Mystery The Restoration of Hekate, is now available for purchase on Amazon (https://goo.gl/sgGsjR). This is an important and timely book that readers will find invaluable in navigating the current cultural climate which increasingly devalues and degrades, not only women, but the feminine at all levels of life.

I invite you to read my Foreword to Shira’s book. Here is the link:

http://ralockhart.com/WP/Shards.pdf