Friday, April 27, 2012

Paper Part IV: Myths -- Masculine & Feminine

IV. Myths -- Masculine & Feminine

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A. The War Between Saturn and the Mother

Since the beginning of man’s journey, our right and left brains have been at war with each other. This struggle has been retold over and over again throughout the world’s myths, but the secret tradition has a particular image. Our left hemisphere can be represented by the Greek titan, Kronos, the god of time, and the right by the feminine Mother. Saturn/Kronos, for his part, is the supreme masculine energy of order, representing numbers, math, words, and language. He and his army of giants are eternally waging war on the gods (represented by the mother in her various pieces) in the right hemisphere, sometimes winning out like in our modern age, and other times being stuck in Tartarus. In The Alphabet Versus the Goddess, Leonard Shlain proposes “that the left hemisphere is actually a new sense organ designed by evolution to perceive time” (23). Time destroys everything. It causes us to perceive our lives as destined to end. This is a terrible dilemma of the human condition, being the only proven animal to know that someday he will die. It boxes us and begins the transformation into the new consciousness of pinpointing. However, the left also gives us “the ability to conceptualize […] abstract words crime, virtue, punishment, and justice” (Shlain 22). It allows the human mind to construct thought like children playing with Legos, according to Shlain, and is always linearly constructed. This is a necessary evil. In esoteric lore, figures like Satan and Set (notice the similarity to ‘Saturn’) are seen as being the representation of the animal consciousness. The left-brain pinpoints. It focuses energy; it makes plans, and is most helpful during the hunt. Again we see the mother as holistic and Saturn as boxing.

It is also clear that the right brain harbors the Mother. Walter Ong relates that sight isolates, but sound surrounds. Language, a creation of Saturn, does as well. Shlain says, “a conversation can be understood only when one person speaks at a time. In contrast, one’s right brain can listen to the sounds of a seventy-piece orchestra and hear them holistically” (22-3). This is the essence of the right brain. It is where intuition is felt, where uncontrollable emotions happen, where “states are under little volitional control and betray true feelings through fidgeting, blushing, or smirking” (19). The right “expresses being” and is authentic. These “feeling-states do not ordinarily progress in a linear fashion, but are experienced all-at-once. ‘Getting’ the punch line of a joke results in an explosion of laughter. An intuitive insight arrives in a flash. Newton and Einstein both reported examples of what the poet Rile called ‘conflagrations of clarity.’ Love at first sight, such as what Dante experienced when he encountered Beatrice, happens in an instant.” (19). The Mother controls the subconscious, the spiritual and invisible realms. She is the home of metaphors, the sublime, and the “altered state of consciousness” I discussed in the hypnosis section of this paper. When we read a book or watch a movie, we are communing with her by putting ourselves in a self-hypnotized state, and also when we dream—“there is compelling evidence that dreaming occurs primarily in the right brain” (20), which would make sense in that time is forgotten in this realm. The right brain’s “principal attributes concern being, images, holism, and music,” because music can be heard all at once, but speech has to be broken down linearly. Finally, according to Shlain, the right hemisphere develops in the fetus much earlier than the left because it is by far the older of the two. It is the mother we first see when we leave the womb, it is she who teaches us the ways of the world, and if you are a man, it is she you must deny to become masculine.

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Alan Watts has the best image of the Mother in metaphor. He uses the explosion of the Big Bang to represent her, a colossal event, and the word ‘event’ is the most pertinent here. People forget that the Big Bang is not a distant thing which happened at the beginning of time, it is going on right now and we are part of it. Language is again tricky (a failure of Saturn’s logos in that it can run around in circles and never arrive anywhere) and I am having a hard time explaining this. The Mother is not just the ground under our feet, which we sometimes think of as Gaea, but she is also the air in our lungs, the flesh and bones which make us up. She is the stars in the sky, and the suns burning trillions of light years away. She is the worms under the earth, the lions on the prairie, the snakes crawling along the earth, and the scorpions on the sea floor. She is not only everything, but also every action. This is why the Big Bang is a brilliant metaphor for this—it is an event, a grand explosion spreading through space, forming suns, planets, and moons. She is the tree, treeing, the bird, birding, and the people, peopling. Imagine a person throwing a bucket of paint against a wall. It splatters and runs down the side, and all the paint, no matter how far away from the center or how intricate it becomes as it moves down the wall to the floor, is still part of the original event. Life can be seen as the increasingly complexity of the paint lines as they make their way downward. The center is chaotic but the further away you get from it the more detailed and beautiful the splash can become. Modern new age movements have shown the mother as being a peaceful old woman wearing an apron and a dress. The ancients saw her as not only loving maternal figure, for she gave birth to them, but also vicious, capable of handing out death as well as taking it away—“the earth is both womb and tomb” (Shlain 31). Events can be both violent and calm, just like emotions.

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Throughout the Paleolithic period, Saturn the divider and the holistic Mother were held in balance, but as mankind moved to the Neolithic era about 10,000 years ago, the nurturing feminine energy became far more important. “The crop,” according to Karen Armstrong in A Short History of Myth, “was an epiphany, a revelation of divine energy, and when farmers cultivated the land and brought forth food for their community, they felt that they had entered a sacred realm and participated in this miraculous abundance. The earth seemed to sustain all creatures—plants, animals and humans—as in a living womb” (Armstrong 42). Shlain comments that this particular form of culture was geared toward the female mind because “caring for young plants and animals were nurturing tasks that they had been performing all along in their role as mothers” (Shlain 33). Female deities began to move to the forefront as male ones fell behind, diminishing in importance as only pawns to a greater mother goddess’ intentions, dying every year when she threw him away to renew herself. Agricultural was a logical task and required allotting, thus belonging to Saturn, but the Mother defeated him in importance because of the culture’s emphasis on nature. Armstrong explains that
In early Neolithic mythology, the harvest was seen as the fruit of a hierogamy, a sacred marriage: the soil was female; the seeds divine semen; and rain the sexual congress of heaven and earth. It was common for men and women to engage in ritual sex when they planted their crops. Their own intercourse, itself a sacred act, would activate the creative energies of the soil, just as the farmer's spade or plough was a sacred phallus that opened the womb of the earth and made it big with seed (Armstrong 44).
Like the human woman gave birth to babies, the earth gave birth to plants. Some creation myths went as far to explain man’s origins as blossoming from the ground like a crop; and instead of a shaman traveling into the caves to commerce with animals and gods, worshipers went underground to commune with the origin of life, the womb.

This female deity was known by many names across the ancient world—Astarte/Asherah in Syria, Inanna in Sumer, Istar in Babylon, Isis in Egypt, and Hera/Demeter/Aphrodite in Greece. There is even some evidence to suggest that war was not as common during this time because excavated communities have been shown to have no defenses against outside invaders. However, the mother could also take away as much as she could give. Agriculture had the potential for disastrous results for a community if a bad season persisted. She could also kill a new mother during birth, a strange happening in the animal world, but which was common in humans because of their bipedal structure. Armstrong explains that the “Mother Goddess was not a gentle, consoling deity, because agriculture was not experienced as a peaceful, contemplative occupation. It was a constant battle, a desperate struggle, against sterility, drought, famine and the violent forces of nature, which were also manifestations of sacred power” (46-7). Hecate, for example, is both a goddess of death and fertility because in this age these two ideas were deeply linked (similar to the Apocryphal Lilith).

In fact, the time before agriculture’s invention was often perceived as a Golden Age by the ancients. It was a time before the great flood, which destroyed Atlantis, and was slowly cutting off mankind’s access to the gods. This metaphor is portrayed in the Garden of Eden story where man and women lived in coexistence with the animals, and in the Babylonian legend of Gilgamesh, when Enkidu is tamed by a prostitute. Instead of an honorable death in the pursuit of a manly goal, men and animals were often offered as sacrifices and their blood plowed into the fields as a metaphor for the dying gods. This was not a time of warrior heroes like Hercules. Death was instead seen holistically and not something a heroic warrior set out on adventures to destroy. The myth of Persephone was prevalent in Greece with the Eleusinian mysteries and reminded initiates that death was not the end. Just like plants need to be pruned to regrow, and crops needed to die in the winter be born again in the spring, so did the human conscious. Thus, the feminine right brain had become dominant over the masculine left.




B. Saturn, the Boxing God

"The most merciful thing in the world, I think, is the inability of the human mind to correlate all its contents. We live on a placid island of ignorance in the midst of black seas of infinity, and it was not meant that we should voyage far. The sciences, each straining in its own direction, have hitherto harmed us little; but some day the piecing together of dissociated knowledge will open up such terrifying vistas of reality, and of our frightful position therein, that we shall either go mad from the revelation or flee from the deadly light into the peace and safety of a new dark age." - H.P. Lovecraft
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You have just purchased a new house which is in an isolated area, surrounded by trees, and with neighbors miles away. You have never lived in the country before, and you leave excited, ready for a new adventure; however, as you turn to drive up the dirt road to your home for the first time, a man hails you over. He warns you that the house is haunted and all the people who have lived there before you have committed suicide during their first night stay. You disregard him as a crackpot as you pull into the driveway, but you have to admit the house puts you off kilter—there is something odd about the way the stairs creak, the strange smell from a source you cannot find. As you lay in bed that night, contemplating what the man said, you turn off the light. You are surrounded by a terrifying darkness. Your heart beats faster in your chest. Maybe he wasn’t lying? Maybe he wasn’t just trying to scare a foreigner off? Black—that is what is in your vision, black. You turn on the light and things get better. This is the force of Saturn, the cloud of darkness which wants to consume the universe. He is indifferent towards you, and that is what makes him truly terrifying.

According to secret tradition, the event which preceded the creation of the universe was God peering into a mirror. One could see this as the right and left hemispheres becoming aware of the others existence and causing consciousness to be born. Mark Booth in The Secret History of the World says that “putting yourself into God’s position involves imagining that you are staring at your reflection in a mirror. You are willing the image of yourself you see there to come alive and take on its own independent life” (Booth 32). By reflecting upon himself, God started the war between Saturn and the Mother. Walter Ong discusses how in illiterate cultures, abstract words for things have no place. To reflect on the self or to ask about impractical ideas such as the concept of a ‘tree’ would make no sense to them. Saturn is the masculine god of language, and some theorists speculate (Shlain being one of them) that the invention of the alphabet was the beginning of civilization’s paranoia and ultimate misogyny towards the female. Before the advent of such things as handwriting, Booth says, the ancients, “had less of a sense of physical objects. Objects were not as sharply defined and differentiated to them as they are to us. If you look at a depiction of a tree on the walls of an ancient temple, you will see that the artist has not really looked to see how its branches are joined to the trunk. In ancient times no one really looked at a tree in the way we do” (Booth 31).

At the time Walter Ong was writing Orality and Literacy in the late ‘70s and early ‘80s, only 106 of the thousands of languages ever spoken had “been committed to writing, [...] and most have never been written at all. Of the some 3000 languages spoken that exist today only some 78 have a literature” (Ong 23). Written word is relatively rare across history and cultures, gaining the greatest dominance in the West and Near East. It is the basis of logos and rational thought, of law, math, and science. Europe, the Middle East, and North Africa were driven by this written culture, with their patriarchal God and hierarchy. Muslims, remember, refer to themselves as well as Jews and Christians, as “peoples of the book,” and Moses received the Ten Commandments in writing from a sky god. Jews are so greatly affiliated with their holy texts that Hebrew was instated as the national language when Israel was made a state, and across the world this holds true. People hold tightly to their languages, just ask a French person to tell you the time in English.

Language also remains the easiest way to identify a specific culture. According to World Politics Trend and Transformation, “different languages reflect different views of the world that predispose their speakers toward different ways of thought," and "provides an ethnic and cultural identity” (Kegley and Blanton 165). The language we speak affects how we think, and how we think affects how we act and the habits we form. An interesting question you can inquire from a bilingual person is what language they think in. One Saudi Arabian man I asked said he now primarily thinks in English and had had even started to dream in the language.

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Writing and reading are abstract activities. By naming something, we gain a certain power over it. Adam began to do this before he was kicked out for bad behavior, and this need seems to be strictly human. In some cultures it was customary for a child to receive their final name when they entered into adulthood. Others hold a certain superstition about allowing just anybody to know their appellation, as the person may be hostile and curse them. In Monotheistic traditions, God’s true name is hidden from his believers, and even in today’s pop culture, we see superstitious wizards from the Harry Potter fictional universe unwilling to say ‘Voldemort’ because of the power it holds. By naming something we give it a new abstract life—or to be oxymoronic, a dead life cut from the Mother. Where before it was as if a mist, we materialize it by calling it something, by acknowledging it is different than everything else. This is an idea from the secret tradition because the initiates beleve that before the beginning of history, the universe was just that, a mist. Booth states that “this gas or mist was the Mother of All Things, carrying everything needed for the creation of life” (Booth 63). However, as the Bible states: “Darkness was upon the face of the earth.” This darkness was Saturn, “a searing dry wind that almost extinguished the potential for life altogether” (Booth 63). Here I will quote the entire passage from Booth’s book because he says it so much better than I can:
Saturn would trace the limits of the solar system. In fact he was the very principle of limitation. What Saturn’s intervention introduced into creation was the potential for individual objects to exist—and therefore the transition from formlessness to form. In other words, because of Saturn there is a law of identity in the universe by which something exists and is nothing else and nether is anything else it. Because of Saturn an object occupies a certain space at a certain time and no other object can occupy that space, and neither can that object be in more than one place at one time. In Egyptian mythology Saturn was Ptah who moulds the earth on a potter’s wheel, and in many mythologies Saturn's title is Rex Mundi, King of the World or ‘Prince of this world’, because of his control of our material lives. [...] Saturn’s tyranny over Mother Earth, his murderous attempt to squeeze all potential for life out of the cosmos, continued over vast periods immeasurable to the human mind. (65)
In this story we can see the birth of the left hemisphere of the brain. Like I stated earlier, when the fetus is developing in the mother’s body, the first part of the brain to form is the right. It is by far the oldest section. “The old, wise, right side,” Shlain says, “more familiar with the needs and drives stemming from earlier stages of evolution, can be better relied upon to negotiate with them than the younger side [in the early maturation of the mind]. The right hemisphere integrates feelings, recognizes images, and appreciates music. It contributes a field-awareness to consciousness, synthesizing multiple converging determinants so that the mind can grasp the sense’ input all-at-once” (Shlain 18). Before the left side forms, it is the Mother, the right, who is in complete control of the processes of the body. It is not until ‘darkness falls’ that the ego begins to form.

Perhaps the most famous representation of Kronos is by Goya. Here we can see the terrible Titan feasting upon one of his children. It is a picture of madness and is the great evil of the left brain--destructive, yet necessary.

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C. Delving Deeper

In another example of the power of Saturn, imagine you are walking through the woods in the evening, having a great time. You are enjoying the birds in the trees, and the chipmunks which scurry off before you arrive. There is so much to explore, so much to find and love. After an hour’s worth of fun, you decide to return to your car, but you soon realize you can’t find the trail. Beads of sweat start to form on your forehead. You begin to run. The night is quickly approaching, and when it arrives, you scream. This agent of darkness, of terror, of chaos, was written about in Genesis—Saturn, the great darkness swirling in space, eating up planets, solar systems, and galaxies. He is the black hole which rips matter to shreds, tear holes in the fabric of time and space itself. Someday, when we are in great ships traveling through star systems, we will come across him in all his horror. Hellish orbs will swirl around them like an eddy, caught in the Sarlac's pit, dragging down his prey. Saturn wants to destroy everything, because it is there—and the way he does this is by making everything the same. In “A Wrinkle in Time” he is IT. IT’s form of evil isn’t great explosions or massacres, it is stealing the soul from a person, making them like ants in a colony. They have no lights in their eyes. They do everything at the same time, creepily bouncing balls in their drive ways. In the end, this is Saturn's goal—it is to steal our spirit from us, make the universe into something like complete matter. This is the great danger of a society possessed by the spirit of him, stealing away a human’s individual rights to life, liberty, and property. Saturn makes men into meat, into senseless material with no rhyme or purpose. He is a god of this world, living amongst us, cutting up pieces of the great blanket and making a quilt.

Saturn is the spirit of duality, language, and logos, but at the same time opposed to all these things. He attacked the great mother earth. He wanted to shred her to pieces, but she was saved by the light of the sun. Booth describes the chaotic God who is found across ancient myth--Satan, Seth, Loki. “If an individual entity can exist through time, then by implication it can cease to exist too. This is why Saturn is the god of destruction. Saturn eats his own children. He is sometimes portrayed as Old Father Time and sometimes as Death himself. Because of Saturn’s influence everything that lives contains the seeds of its own end, and it is because of Saturn that what feeds us also destroys” (Booth 65). Saturn introduced to the world dualities and conflicts and death—this will later be exacerbated by Lucifer, the light bearer, but this was before higher states of consciousness, before the fall. “Death is in everything in the cosmos,” Booth writes, “woven into the bright blue sky, a blade of grass, the pulse of a baby’s fontanelle, the light in a lover’s eye. Because of Saturn our lives are hard. Because of Saturn every sword is double-edged and every crown a crown of thorns. If we sometimes feel our lives almost too hard to bear, if we bruise and if we do cry out to the stars in despair, it is because Saturn pushes us to our limits” (65).

Saturn and the other Titans are often pictured as giants in our mythos. Giants are the metaphorical need to destroy what’s beautiful and rend it into simple matter—they are agents of chaos and destruction. Kronos, the Greek appellation of Saturn, was the father of Zeus, Poseidon, Hades, Hera, Hestia, and Demeter, and his name means ‘Time’. Kronos tells the heavens and the ground beneath him (his parents) that he is their ruler. They reply vociferously back, “[Your children] will bind you in a terrible prison, and one of them will rule instead of you!” (Green 10). Kronos knew the Earth could tell no lies, so every time his wife gave birth, he would eat the baby—“just as Time swallows up the years, one after another” (Green 10)—until one day his wife could take no more. She stole Zeus away and hid him in the mountains of Crete, instead giving the terrible Titan “a stone wrapped in baby-clothes” to eat. After he is grown, Zeus, with the help of the Cyclopes, defeats the Titans and throws them down to Tartarus. There they rest until they rise again and wage war upon the Olympians in a terrible battle reminiscent of Ragnorak and the Genesis story of Nimrod. The fear of the giant is also the fear of ourselves. He is both outside and inside us—a force that wishes to reunite with the surrounding world in “Otherness”, a lost paradise to which we can never return. The giant’s cannibalistic tendencies speak to his need to assimilate, retake what is his—an ordered and structured matter returning to chaos. He wants to see the sun go out in Ragnorak between Fenrir’s jaws. He wants to demolish Asgard and kill everything that is beautiful. He wants to make war on Heaven and Earth and consume it all with his terrible jaws. Kronos eats his children. This represents his need to render the representations of the cosmos into mere shit, material. Saturn is the will to dominate. He destroys things by controlling them, just like we destroy nature or relationship by trying to wield too much power over it.

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He is represented by cultural and literary figures—Emperor Palpatine, IT, Lord Voldemort, Cthulhu, The White Queen—time after time, story after story. How can this be that a black force, that a solidifying agent, can create so much chaos but at the same time represent sterile, dead, transformation into geometry and block? The great swirling darkness is trying to destroy Mother Earth, the wholeness, and create another—one of dead space, of static separations, a universe of boring eternity. When we think of Saturn, we should think of Deleuze and Gattari’s "”Smooth Space.” Modern man has divided the world into countries, states, counties, kingdoms, species, genuses, departments—everything is its own special place. Borders are a thing of Patriarchal civilization. Where mother earth is the feminine force of nature, Saturn is the masculine one. In Shakespeare’s plays, characters run to the wood, a place without fences to conduct love affairs. In the forest, gender breaks down, animals and humans begin to mesh together. It is a place of magic and mystery. Theseus’ Thebes, Augustus’ Rome—these places are ruled by men. Civilization is man’s sphere of influence. Civilization is a place of increasingly striated space. By hacking at the wholeness, we create the perfect material universe, ruled by Saturn, the child eater, the boar who killed Adonis. Picture a square—it has a line drawn through the middle, making two objects—then another, then another, then another, until the box has so many lines that it’s just a square again. Mother Earth is a square, Saturn is a square, and we are caught in between—two great dualistic wholes—material and spiritual. It is only through the image of the rising and setting sun, of the seasons, do we see that both these conditions imply each other.

Death implies life. Life implies death. Our imperfections are what make us lovable. It is exactly because we have flaws that draw us to other forms of imperfect consciousness, and so many people have trouble relating to an omnipresent, omnipotent, perfect God. “Aren't children lovable because they're falling down all the time and have little bodies with the heads too big?" Joseph Campbell says in The Power of Myth. “Didn’t Walt Disney know all about this when he did the seven dwarfs? And these funny little dogs that people have—they’re lovable because they’re so imperfect" (4). Bill Moyers asks Campbell if perfection would be a bore. “It would have to be,” he replies. “It would be inhuman” (4). The history of Mother Earth/Saturn/Apollo is the history of consciousness. We can see how throughout the ages the wholeness of nature and life is always at tension with the chaos of material hell. Perhaps this war’s greatest theater was the West. Here is where man worshiped God as the great governor of the universe, and it was this line of thinking which made it easiest for Satan/Saturn to wage his greatest battles. If this great force was left to rule the universe, he would conquer the cosmos. What’s preventing him from doing this?




D. The Dying and Rising Gods, Apollo the God of Rationality

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Just when the war against the Mother was looking its bleakest and it appeared life would be snuffed out forever, the sun burst forward and released its rays on the entirety of existence. The image we are meant to see in our minds is a great lion roaring, and the darkness dissipating to the edges. He is often portrayed as a beautiful young man with golden hair, riding a chariot and carrying a lyre, and was Apollo to the Greeks, Krishna to the Indians, and when he returned midway through the great story, Jesus to the Christians. With his rational insight glowing from his forehead, "he pushe[d] back the darkness until it becom[e] like a giant dragon or serpent encircling the cosmos" (Booth 72). By roaring from his leonine lungs, the Mother became impregnated in her ‘cosmic womb’ from his shout. Matter started to bead, to come together into planets, moons, asteroids, and slowly plant life. The massive spinning mists hardened. He literally sung the world into being.

This story, according the secret schools, is the transformation of the mineral to the plant consciousness. As green life began spreading over the face of the earth, death was nonexistent—plants thrive by being pruned, by receding each year and coming back the next. And this “vast vegetable being at the heart of the cosmos, whose soft and luminous limbs stretched to all four corners of it, was Adam. This was paradise” (73). When we commune with nature, as Montanans are often prone to do, we are returning to the state before animal consciousness and ego. It is a more peaceful world, or at least one where the cycles of life and death appear to be an illusion.
Because there was as yet no animal element to the cosmos, Adam was without desire and so without care of dissatisfaction. Needs were satisfied before they could even be felt. Adam lived in a world of endless springtime. Nature yielded an unending supply of food in the form of a milky sap, similar to that which we find in dandelions today. Memorials to this blissful satiation have come down to us in statures of the many-breasted Mother Goddess. (Booth 74)
This plant consciousness continues to exist and is often referred to as the subconscious. If you were to see a diagram of the nervous system, it would look very much like a tree.

The ‘third eye’ is often understood to be the pineal gland in the front center of the brain behind the forehead. Many animals, including some lizards, frogs, and lampreys, maintain a small eye here, capable of detecting rays of light. Chakras are often thought of as New Age mumbo-jumbo but were depicted across the ancient world. The horns on Moses’ head, which many understand as a mistranslation, could “represent the two petals of the brow chakra” (Booth 77), and the pictures of Pharaohs with a snake on their helmets relate to the pineal gland as well. The pine-cones atop Dionysian wands and the staff of Aaron are sometimes interpreted as enlivening the forehead chakra. The third eye was man’s connection to the spiritual realms (sometimes described as a sphincter) and sits between both the left and right brains. It regulates the hormone, melatonin or DMT, a drug which can cause hallucinations, or experiences beyond the normal range of perceptions. This eye is one of the most important symbols as relating to the overcoming of the monstrous being of Saturn and the holistic, sometimes fickle Mother. It is here where you can utilize both sides of the warring parents and is the realm of the dying-gods, specifically Apollo/Dionysus, the twin deity—the first half is accepted by our modern world, but the second half is repressed. The eye is also the place where our mind makes sense of the universe. The swirling mist gains geometry only when we perceive it as such. Like Schrodinger’s Cat, there would be no one there to give mass shape or coherence. We create the universe by observing it.

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I shall come back to this, but first I want to briefly explore the next stage of consciousness’ development: Adam’s temptation. This is the final part of the three-part act during ancient initiation rites. Lucifer, the morning star, is the animal consciousness, which gave birth to the ego. He is a necessary evil and quite separate from Saturn/Satan. His image is of the snake wrapped around the tree and represents the spinal cord forming, of plants becoming animals. Leonard Shlain describes how women became increasingly sexualized through homo sapiens’ development and could produce offspring anytime as a way of getting men to protect and help raise the children. Other mammals are fertile only a few times a year with males interested in procreation during this period alone. Chimp society is formed this way, but women overcame this. Sex for them became a continuous bargaining tool. Women, by becoming increasingly dependent on mans’ hunting, are what caused his domestication. Thus did Adam and Eve perceive themselves as being naked. Snakes are linked to women, as readers of Genesis will know. The snake appears to eternally renew itself by shedding its skin, it crawls along the earth on its belly, and its body has similarities to the umbilical cord. Shlain mentions that a woman appears serpentine during intercourse; opposite of the man’s awkward thrusting. In the esoteric tradition, Lucifer is Venus. One only needs to look at the morning star to confirm this.

These associations are an important aspect in the next few myths I will explore—the relationship between men and women. In these tales, the woman takes the forefront. This was the result of the agricultural societies. These myths are very different from the sky gods of the Paleolithic period. Death was seen as an illusion, and gods’ stories became increasingly more complex. However, these stories were rationality developed, and the images created during the time are still commonly represented across our modern cities.




E. Osiris, Horus, and Adonis

The dying gods are at the heart of many religions and esoteric ideas. The sun represents compassion, truth, and love. It shines its light upon on all our heads, brightening the Earth, saving the world from the darkness of night, breathing life into every tree, bush, and weed, every mouse, shark, and elephant, and every human. In the body, it is the heart organ, pulsing blood to the rest, saving the rest, just like Jesus shed his blood on the cross. One day, sages say, he will return, and the Goddess and the Sun will be reunited once again. In Syria, he was Baal and Tummuz. In Babylon, he was Dummuzi. In Greece, he was Adonis, Apollo, and Dionysus. In Iran, he was Mithras. In Rome, he was Attis. To the Masons, he is Hiram Abiff. And to the Christians, he is Jesus Christ, the savior of the world. In this essay, I will focus most of my attention on the Egyptian Osiris/Horus and Apollo/Dionysus.

The myth of Osiris, Horus, Set, Isis, and Nephtys is not a backwards myth, with deities worshiped by a backwards people, dead and incompatible with our modern reality. In fact, it is built into the Great Seal of the United States. The Great Eye of Horus is on all our dollar bills. It shines true, above all petty human concerns, above prejudices, hate, and discrimination. The founders saw themselves as being on top, where the capstone would be, observing the world from a purely rational mind-state. Many researchers have examined the esoteric lay out of the capital. With its grand obelisks drawing energy down to earth, enlivening the Washington Monument where the cock magically ejaculates, and the spiritual semen is jettisoned across the reflecting pool and impregnates the great Capital building dome—an ancient representation of the womb. Every day, the sun rises, and every day, Horus is conceived. Even the number 13 is magical. 12 is the number of disciples Jesus had, so Jesus was number 13—the God who resurrects. To explore these themes more deeply, we are going to have to examine the myth of Osiris.

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The Egyptians believed that their kingdom was once led by Osiris during a golden age. Herodotus, the early Greek historian, claims that his grave was decorated with huge stone obelisks as well as a man-made lake. “It is on this lake” he says, “that the Egyptians act out the Mysteries, the Black Rite that celebrates the death and resurrection of a being whose name I dare not speak. I know what goes on but ... say no more.” If that is not intriguing, ala H.P. Lovecraft, I don’t know what is. I found a post on a website whose author believes that the god's tomb is 100 feet below the Sphinx. Of course this is quite speculative in a conspiratorial sort of way, but it does go to prove how serious people take this god in his corporeality. Osiris’ name is connected with reproduction, (‘ourien’ means semen), and some claim he is the same as the Greek Orion and biblical Nimrod (perhaps stretching even to Gilgamesh). His tale is one of betrayal, resurrection, and Mother Goddess worship. Like Baal and Dummuzi, he dies and is resurrected—like the sun dies every night and comes back in the morning, and like the winter kills life and spring brings it back. Like Dionysus, he also has a polar opposite in his brother Seth.

Brother battles reoccur in stories across history, notably Shakespeare—they show duality in pairs. Seth’s name links him to Saturn/Satan. His motives for wanting to kill his brother are hazy. Was he jealous? Did he catch Osiris cheating with Nephtys? At any rate, after a gala, Seth tricks his brother into a coffin. After discovering the perfect fit, he seals Osiris inside, covering it with molten lead and throws it in a river. Osiris’ sister/lover, Isis, is so distraught by his death that she searches for him across the ancient world, eventually finding him encased inside a tamarisk tree. She, being an amazing goddess, resurrects him, but Seth quickly discovers this miracle and chops the revived king into 14 pieces anew. Again, Isis finds all her husband’s parts in the Nile—except for his penis, which was eaten by a crocodile. However, she manages to impregnate herself with an ersatz recreation and gives birth to Horus, who swears revenge on his uncle. He flies to greet Seth on a flying saucer with the aid of Thoth and kills him. In the aftermath, Osiris continues to rule the underworld, weighing the dead’s deeds and granting them access to his kingdom if they weren’t found lacking, while Horus was the king of the living. “The myth of Osiris,” according to Mark Booth, “has many layers of meaning, but it is above all a myth about consciousness. It informs us that we must all die—but in order to be reborn. The key point in this story is that Osiris is reborn not into ordinary life, but into a higher state of consciousness” (131). Plato’s realm of sphere’s and imperfect shadow realities are reflected in what Booth says here. “‘I shall not decay,’ [Osiris] proclaims in the Book of the Dead, ‘I shall not rot, I shall not putrefy, I shall not turn into worms, I shall have my being, I shall live, I shall live’” (131).

The Greeks, I believe, saw their Osiris as a dual entity (Apollo and Dionysus), and I will relate this in more detail in the subsequent paragraphs. However, there was another archetype in the Hellenistic world which also fit this theme. Tales arrived from Syria in the story of Adonis, the place where he was conceived. Adonai, another dying god who symbolizes cycles, literally means ‘lord’. In some stories, after much bickering, Adonis spends one-third of the year with Persephone in Hades, and two-thirds with Aphrodite, as a metaphor for the seasons. However, the most famous account deals with Adonis’ death. Aphrodite, the mother god in this case, falls very much in love with the beautiful young man until he is gored and killed by a wild boar, sent by various goddesses in different accounts. Upon his death, Aphrodite sprinkles his blood with nectar and an anemone blossoms. In Shakespeare’s version, she places the flower between her breasts and weeps her loss. When Ted Hughes analyzed the bard’s choice of subject, he sees the boar as a destructive force which appears time after time in his works. I would argue that the creature is a force of Saturn, again trying to wreak havoc on the Mother Goddess.




F. Apollo/Dionysus

The Greeks knew that the Egyptian Osiris had parallels with their own gods, and some translated Dionysus and Osiris as being one and the same. In one tale, Dionysus flees from Greece and disguises himself in Egypt as Osiris.

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But where does Apollo fit in? Apollo is the god of laws, construction, language, and wisdom, which seems somewhat opposed to the other solar deities. Zeus’ favorite son, he plays the lyre and his chosen weapon is the bow and arrow, because like logic, he analyses rationally from a distance. Jean Shinoda Bolen, in her book on male archetypes Gods in Everyman, explains that “Apollo personifies the aspect of the personality that wants clear definitions, is drawn to master a skill, values order and harmony, and prefers to look at the surface rather than at what underlies appearances.” She continues, saying that the “Apollo archetype favors thinking over feeling, distance over closeness, objective assessment over the subjective intuition” (135). Apollo, again, symbolizes law, order, and most importantly, logos and language. Intriguingly, it was this God who killed Python, a serpent monster. Logos killed mythos. The male zeitgeist killed the female one.

Opposed to the archetype of Apollo, but ultimately completing him, is Dionysus (Bacchus to the Romans or Iachos as an infant). Bolen says that the Dionysian archetype “has powerful positive and negative potentialities, stirring up the most ethereal and the basest of feelings, creating conflicts within the psyche and with society” (255). He represents madness, the extremes, and drunkenness. At one moment he can be in the throes of ecstasy and in the next a terrible depression. Where Apollo stands at a distance with his arrows raised, Dionysus knows the truth is only in the present. There is no planning. There is no figuring out the next step in preparation for a scheme. A representation of these two opposing figures in modern pop culture is Batman and the Joker, as anyone could have guessed by Heath Ledger's incredible performance in “The Dark Knight.”

Dionysus is also the persecuted god, the one who needs to be sacrificed, because the extremes exist within him—just like Jesus’ arms stretched over the cross. He wishes to save the woman who he loves and will eventually place her in the role of a wife/maternal figure like his great love, Ariadne. Dionysus can drive women mad. He is needy, haughty, dangerous, moody, and fickle. He tempts them with base desires which may be hidden away because of mans’ dominance over them. Women, under the spirit of Dionysus, would rampage into the hills, suckling young animals and ripping to shreds any that dared to flee from their procession. This was an expression of society’s pent-up aggression, an outlet for the rational god, and a need of the mad one. Dionysus’ maenads tore Orpheus and King Pentheus apart in the myths. Anyone familiar with the television program “True Blood” will know Dionysus’ characteristics. He is known as the “god who comes” in this exploitative HBO series, but Dionysus exists within us all. One myth tells of Dionysus being torn apart and eaten by the Titans. When Zeus discovers this, he kills the giants and makes man from their bodies. Thus, a little bit of this persecuted god is alive inside us all, whether you like it or not. Dionysus is also nomadic, having traveled east to India to study with the gurus there. In numerology he would be characterized by the number ‘5.’

It is my belief that Apollo and Dionysus are the same god. Both represent the sun (like Osiris), and without the other, something is lost in their respective images. Once every year, Apollo was known to fly away to the Hyperborean land and leave Dionysus in charge of Delphi. This act can signify the winter cycle or the daily sleep, but it also can represent something more. We cannot be purely rational all the time. William Blake talks about balance. By trying to destroy Dionysus, he will only come back stronger when he emerges within us again. Economists call these wild tendencies “animal spirits,” where unexplainable zeitgeists seem to overwhelm the minds of people and drive the markets crazy. I believe something was forgotten in our rational society: Dionysus, the need for madness which overtakes us one-fourth of every year, one-fourth of every day, and one-fourth of every hour. Nietzsche, in The Birth of Tragedy, emphasizes this trait in the works in the three great Greek play writes, saying that the ordering hero (of Apollo) is overwhelmed by chaotic fate (of Dionysus).

Dionysus is holistic like the mother. He is the god of masks, theater, and roles. As Apollo tries to construct something beautiful, the Dionysian (sublime) aspect will ultimately beg to tear it down. Apollo with his lyre would play something by Bach or Beethoven, Dionysus would be most happy at a rave, and as Apollo is the god of law and order, Dionysus is the god of the destruction of boundaries. According to the American scholar, Camille Paglia, “The quarrel between Apollo and Dionysus is the quarrel between the higher cortex and the older limbic and reptilian brains.” Apollo, the god of supreme rational wisdom portrayed on our dollar bills on top of the pyramid, is logos. In his ‘supreme wisdom,’ he was aware that he needed Dionysus’ unfettered emotion by fleeing to Hyperborea. In our modern culture, we have forgotten this. Dionysus is persecuted. Feminine characteristics are stomped out of boys in lieu of the cherished engineer Apollo, Zeus’ favorite son, the Ivy League hopeful, student body president, and captain of the swim team. Economists talk about rational individuals but forget that individuals are also ‘mad’ one-fourth of the time.

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Dionysus, as an archetype, is also the remarriage of Christian and Satanic images, as discussed in this essay. In his myths, he is the god who died for man’s sin many times yet always resurrects. He is associated with the vine and honoring him by a “ritual meal of bread and wine” was common in his celebrations. His father was a sky god (Zeus) and his mother a lesser moon goddess (Semele)—something we will see has parallels in esoteric knowledge—and his name has the familiar ‘sus’ at the end. Similar themes of both Dionysus and Jesus traveling to India and learning ancient wisdom have also emerged in the esoteric tradition. Why are there so many similarities? Because good mythologies steal from each other and they are both in the tradition of the dying-and-rising gods which appeared across the ancient globe. Dionysus, as the god of women and irrationality, was of course the god who would ultimately be banished from the collective mind. Greece cherished Dionysus’ presence. But to establish hierarchy, Rome could not have the holistic, mad god on the loose. Dionysus was often cavorting with satyrs in his myths, being helped raised by Silenus in a cave. The devil is also seen as a goat-man in imagery, with is horns, hoofs, and billy-goat-tee. He has many of the features Christians associate with the devil. Both Satan and Dionysus are also grouped with women and snakes because he is the god of this world, and by attempting to extirpate him, we only make his allure greater. Modern culture’s hidden desire for darkness and death can be seen as our Dionysian energies exploding out in uncontrolled ways. Logos and mythos complete each other, they are not at odds. In Game Theory, we call this a relative sum game. Both can thrive as the other does.

Some have gone as far as to proclaim that Apollo will be returning in 2012, as was predicted by several different groups as a new golden age of the gods. Tom Horn describes in his book, Apollyon Rising 2012, that “the tomb of Osiris may actually have been discovered in Giza in recent years containing DNA related to the deity” (135). This may remind people of the Lovecraft mythos, especially when esoteric mystics like Manly P. Hall proclaim in their books, “The Dying God shall rise again! The secret room in the House of the Hidden Places shall be rediscovered. The Pyramid again shall stand as the ideal emblem of solidarity, inspiration, aspiration, resurrection, and regeneration.” A slightly terrifying prospect when Revelation mentions a being by the name of Abbadon, ‘Apollyon.’ The Cumaean Sibyl describes a new divine son, who “is to be spawned of ‘a new breed of men sent down from heaven’ [...] when he receives ‘the life of gods, and sees Heroes with gods commingling’” (137). Horn translates this as Apollo being the literal anti-Christ, son of Zeus, the pagan version of God. He describes how this spirit has reincarnated throughout the ages in different guises, most notably Napoleon, whose name translates as ‘the true Apollo.’ He also relates how the Pythian priestess’ prophecy powers and convulsions were similar to modern day demon possessions depicted in movies like “The Exorcist.” I am not sure what to make of this, though I do know that America was described as the New Atlantis by distinguished philosophers like Francis Bacon, and that the eagle on the dollar bills could very well be translated as a phoenix, an important occultic symbol. At the very least, it is interesting reading for a late night to scare yourself in the darkness. In the end, I think the dual Apollonion and Dionysian archetypes are the seat of rationality, but only when they are coupled together. It is where we need to arrive at and think through to defeat a history of wars and irrational sky father philosophy—at least in the way it is being interpreted today as sort of a death cult. In the next section, I will discuss the modern Father god, and how he came to prominence upon the invention of the alphabet.




G. The Masculine Sky God




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Mark Booth, in The Secret History of the World, says that the Elohim described in the Old Testament is actually written in Hebrew as plural. That is, the gods created the universe. After Lucifer tricked man into discovering the ego, one of the seven original gods split off to fight him. This was the moon, and the same God from the Old and New Testament. Shlain has many things to say about He who so relied on words to gain power. He is an indisputably male God, with his appellations, “Lord, Host, King, Ruler, and Master” (Shlain 82). He establishes his law by using the written word which underlines his masculinity, for the First Commandment announces the Female Goddess’ departure completely, “I am the Lord thy God. Thou shalt have no other gods before me” (Exod. 20:2-3). Shlain calls this the most radical sentence ever written because it cuts the female aspect of the godhead from the cosmic framework. The Second Commandment, probably equally as radical, banishes images of the Father—this is also the disdain of the Mother, for she is the queen of myth and images. By saying he cannot be depicted emphasizes the importance of the written word.

Every Jewish boy must prove he can read at the age of 13 at his Bar Mitzvah. Reading thus tied the clan together. Written words, in their abstraction and linearity, gave rise to the ultimate abstract God, who cannot be depicted at all. “One explanation,” according to Shlain, “[... is] they considered iconic information to be a threat to their newfound skill. Learning to think without resorting to images is indispensable to alphabet literacy” (Shlain 83). Yahweh is always emphasizing words. He commands Adam to name the animals in the garden, to gain power over them using his voice. He also emphasizes time in the Fourth Commandment, by demanding of his followers to rest on the seventh day. Perhaps, the most fascinating of Shlain’s incites is that “the Time Commandment lays the groundwork for the idea of justice, since a well-developed sense of linear time is necessary to conceive of punishment delayed and reward postponed. Non-literate people [...] do not conceive of time only as linear” (85), and instead see death as a “passage into another world.” The Jews, in fact, do not even have a mythological afterlife.

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Yahweh was thus the collision of the Paleolithic Sky God with the Linear, Literate God of Laws. The Sky God was indeed a Paleolithic invention. Katherine Armstrong writes in A Short History of Myth,
Some of the earliest myths [...] were associated with the sky, which seems to have given people their first notion of the divine. When they gazed at the sky--infinite, remote, and existing quite apart from their puny lives -- people had a religious experience. The sky towered above them, inconceivably immense, inaccessible and eternal. It was the very essence of transcendence and otherness. Human beings could do nothing to affect it. The endless drama of its thunderbolts, eclipses, storms, sunsets, rainbows and meteors spoke of another endlessly active dimension, which had a dynamic life of its own. (Armstrong 18).
This sky god eternally exists above us and only comes down to examine us like children or subjects in his court. He is not of this Earth, not like the Great Mother or Saturn/Satan. Armstrong continues “When they watched the waxing and waning of the moon, people saw yet another instance of sacred powers of regeneration, evidence of a law that was harsh and merciful, and frightening as well as consoling” (17). The seven day week is based on the quarter moon and the Muslim counter is still build around its cycles. However, this god is an absent God. He is the God people want to turn to for advice, for comfort, for guidance, for a wholeness which was lost long ago, which will free them from their own confused ‘experiencing’ mind, caught between dualities. Each of us wishes to return to the “Golden Age”, often symbolized by being inside the mother, then less so into childhood—the history of consciousness is not only the history of the world, but also the history of a single human life. The childhood stage is symbolized with Eden and in Esoteric wisdom Adam’s vegetable arms stretch across space like a cross, where God’s desire for humans, and humans’ desire God met again on the Cross—a “Golden Age” when our minds were one with the gods, before we were trapped in a world of death and consequences.

This kingly God which the West so firmly believes (or disbelieves) originated with the gods in the Middle East, passed down from the Paleolithic tribe people’s sky gods. It was here where a state or king was said to be ruled over by a great supernatural force. These gods existed to give the ruler divine right. We see the city of Babylon being ruled over by Marduk, who slew the great mother, Tiamat, and made humans from her lover’s blood. It is a tyrannical male fantasy, and one from the lawful, literate culture of the Babylonians. Monarchy gave rise to King-Gods. The Egyptians, the Romans, and the Muslims did this—the right to be king guaranteed through deification. Because religion fomented in this region was wielded by such authority, the God we received today is a Monarchical God. Our churches are built like court rooms, you pay homage to him, you worship him, you pray for his guidance, you are his subject, and in the end, his slave. Along with this myth comes the World as an Artifact. It was made a long time ago by the potter god, the carpenter god (Jesus is the son of a carpenter) and handed to us as our own. This interpretation of the bible is undynamic—it’s a diluted, dead thing; is it no wonder it is in the West where atheism grew the most? Alan Watts calls this the myth of the Ceramic Universe. We feel separated from it—as objects, as nouns—not part of the greater whole. This idea is extrapolated in our own bodies, where we believe that the brain governs the rest of the organs. But couldn’t one as easily say that the stomach evolved the brain to feed itself? Westerners live out of harmony with their own bodies. The ancients believed that each organ was controlled by a different deity reflected in the heavens.

Western minds are raw, full of stress that they don’t have enough money or a loved one is going to come down with a sickness and die. This absent father, a father we need because our universe is a universe of laws, should be filled with a myth about the proper way to live offered by a comforting society. Instead, we have a God who exists above us, rules us, and we have to obey his laws. No one really believes in him—they feel they ought to, and people who actually do are on the sides of the streets with blow horns, even good Christians calling them crazy. Material America is God’s system, but God is extirpated from it. We still live by his rules, but don’t accept his existence. God is dead, and we are looking for someone to follow in his stead, but in America, you are in a vacuum. There are no grand mystery religions for the average person to turn. There are no stories recited by a shaman or a bard. All we have is the amphitheater of corporate produced movies and bought-out mega-churches. The American Dream is a personal dream. We know the end goal, to be rich, to be famous, to be respected, but we don’t know how to arrive there.

Americans are craving real experiences. Our culture fetishizes war and death because it is only in these states do we know we are alive. Violence permeates our movies—explosions, war, arms and legs getting hacked off, and people screaming as they get shot. This fetishization is similar to prohibition. We fear death so much that it becomes sexy. We no longer realize it is an illusion even when one of our greatest American poets, Walt Whitman, tried so hard to tell us. The founding fathers would have been horrified by the state we have created. They believed in the infallibility of the truly enlightened man who stood outside partisanship. They trusted that the citizens of the United States would have enough power to look after themselves and not rely on government. But America is not enlightened anymore. We have bought too much into the universe of laws, with the Religious and the Scientific Academics waging war on one another, trying to prove or disprove whether God exists in a material sense. This is the result of literacy, of Saturn’s laws, and complete and utter Statism will be the result. Secular liberals are likewise trying to turn to government to fulfill the need of a guiding father. Christians turn to their hegemonic Church, and in today’s Islam, Muslims turn to their spiritual leaders like the Ayatollah in Iran or fundamentalist heroes like Osama bin Laden. These leaders and apparatuses are always corrupted because of human imperfection—a perfect state would be, like Joseph Campbell said, inhuman. It is also surprisingly based on Utopianism, a very Christian idea of a New Jerusalem. However, there have been new technological breakthroughs which may change halt the rising tide of Saturn. This technology is what I will discuss in the next section.

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Wednesday, April 25, 2012

Paper Part III: The Science of Reading and Story-Telling

III. The Science of Reading and Story-Telling

In the previous two sections I discussed the magical aspects of reading. Here I wish to not only delve into what our minds do when we are perusing the pages of a book, but also the personal narratives we construct. Analytical thought has left behind a highway of debris. As reality started to take shape, forming solid matter from the oral tradition's mist, mans' mind was left in a hematic, raw state. The world was seemingly reduced to stupid matter bumping off each other, following laws, obviously, like any rules of a game, but doing so with no conscious thought. This is the world which I will describe here--indeed, a somewhat sterile world devoid of true mystery. There are answers, but not ones which will satisfy the mind's intuitive nature, the feeling which rings through the whole body when we discover something true. As I examine further, I wish to show the danger of the ego, the left brain, and how as modern science discovers more about the natural laws, the closer it returns to the realm of myth, of story, and of magic. In the section after this, I will take these thoughts and transform them into images of the Mother, Saturn, Apollo/Dionysus, Lucifer, and the Moon God (you may recognize some of these as days of the week), but for now, let's begin with some modern experiments.

According to the writer, Annie Paul, in the New York Times, "brain scans are revealing what happens in our heads when we read a detailed description, an evocative metaphor or an emotional exchange between characters. Stories, this research is showing, stimulate the brain and even change how we act in life" (Paul). Is this revelation surprising to anyone who has enjoyed a good book or movie at some point in their lives? Reading stories frees us from the tyranny of the analytical left brain, letting us communicate with the gods and demons which existed so long ago. We can truly believe in ogres, witches, heroes, and princesses within the frame of the story without being called a lunatic. Paul goes deeper in her article, relating that not only are the 'classical' language areas of the brain activated while reading words (Broca's area and Wernicke's area), but other sections as well. When we see words like 'blue' or 'dog', the same parts which are used when we experience them in the physical world are also utilized. Books can, of course, also be highly left brain dominant. In a textbook, analysis, or review for example, we are using the left brain’s power of understanding an abstract concept; however, in a narrative the brain is not limited in this way. We really experience with all five senses the worlds which a great author can produce.

A study performed by Spanish researchers in 2006 came to a similar conclusion. When the experimenters asked their subjects "to read words with strong odor associations" and other, more neutral words, they discovered that the part of the brain associated with olfactory functions "lit up" when the smelly words were read but not when the neutral ones were. Metaphors when read or heard, according to Paul's article, had similar reactions in the brain when another experiment was done at Emory University in Atlanta, Georgia. A metaphor will cause the brain to create the object in the mind. "A monkey on your back." “The elephant in the room." The power of imagination is forming images in your head as you read these, whether you like it or not. “The brain” according to Paul, "... does not make much of a distinction between reading about an experience and encountering it in real life; in each case, the same neurological regions are stimulated. Keith Oatley [...] has proposed that reading produces a vivid simulation of reality, one that ‘runs on minds of readers just as computers simulations run on computers.’” In the same way that hypnotists override the program of personality, so can books. Reading, in its own little way, is magical. It is the power to create worlds and to enter another’s thoughts and feelings. Walter Ong mentions a man in Orality and Literacy who literally believed that the written word was magic. And it is; we just forgot it is. Each texture, hue, smell, or image we create while reading becomes alive inside us as our perfect representation of what that thing is. In this way, the world inside us is far more perfect than the world outside.

The author, Stanislas Dehaene, in Reading in the Brain: The New Science of How We Read, is also interested in the psychology of what most of us in the West do every day of our lives. What he suggests is that reading is not so easy after all. It is a complex process which entails chopping up parts of the word into ‘morphemes’ and reordering it inside our heads. "At first sight," Dehaene says, "reading seems close to magical: our gaze lands on a word, and our brain effortlessly gives us access to its meaning and pronunciation" (12). This is the first sentence inside the first chapter, and the author spends the rest of the book trying to disprove it by unlocking the 'algorithm' which we use to read. It begins with the fovea, "which [...] is the only part of the retina that is genuinely useful for reading" (13). The great difficulty with the fovea, however, is its inability to perceive beyond the 15 degrees within the 'visual field'. That means most of the words surrounding the one pin-pointed in your vision are indecipherable. We are also limited in how many words we can read per minute because of the speed of our 'saccades the rate at which our eyes move. What most of us perceive as one smooth movement across the page is actually a series of jolts. Interestingly, when words are quickly flashed before us on a computer screen, we can read them much faster than we could from a book. Thus, our minds, which seem so geared toward something that they were not evolved for, have adapted well to it, though they still lack things that would make it easier. In fact, our eyes, Dehaene says, will not reveal a ‘divine watchmaker’. They are far too imperfect.

Dehaene, to summarize further, writes:
Our eyes impose a lot of constraints on the act of reading. The structure of our visual sensors forces us to scan the page by jerking our eyes around every two or three tenths of a second. Reading is nothing but the word-by-word mental restitution of a text through a series of snapshots. While some small grammatical words like ‘the,’ ‘it,’ or ‘is’ can sometimes be skipped, almost all content words such as nouns and verbs have to be fixated at least once (17)
I mentioned earlier that words must be quickly taken apart in our head as we read—this requires a complex lexicon of symbols. We may not realize it, but upper and lower case figures generally do not have much connection with each other. On top of this variability, there is an endless catalog of fonts which we encounter. The brain has learned not only to memorize 26 characters but the variability which those characters come in. CaN yOu ReAd ThIs? HoW eAsIly? It goes to prove that your mind has learned the LeTtErs so well that it makes little distinction between a 'R' and 'r' or an 'E' and an 'e'. Dehaene gives another rather startling example: the words ‘sight’ and ‘eight’ seem to be a world apart but, in fact, are only one tiny line away. I commented earlier on how I believed that each individual word was a picture we stored in our mind representing an absolute idea or thought--well, according to the author, the process has a tad more to it, but is generally the same. What we do is separate the word into ‘graphemes’—that is the 'dead' in 'undead' or 'myth' in 'mythology'. For example, Dehaene says “our visual system automatically regroups letters into higher-level graphemes, thus making it harder for us to see that groups of letters such as ‘'ea'’ actually contain the letter ‘'a'’”" (24). Garage – Medal – Monkey – Love – Flag – Please – Meat – in the last two, the 'a' is harder to notice because of this.

But what about narrative itself? Research has shown that having stories in our lives is highly important. In fact, many of us, if not all of us, have an ongoing internal novel documenting our past, experiencing the present as a scene in a personal memoir, and anticipating the future, the conclusion of the story. People also do this on a national level, perhaps even a religious one. Classical Monotheists place a high emphasis on an eventual Apocalypse where the unbelievers will perish in a fiery doomsday. These religions (Judaism, Christianity, and Islam) are famous for being based around words in a book. Their God is abstract, separate from mans’ vulgar spheres because He is above. Literate tradition puts emphasis on an authoritative canon (opposed to the spirits I mentioned in the Part II), on lists, separations, and seclusion. Written words, like people’s new identities, were cut off from the wholeness of nature. They had a distinct beginning and ending and represented an ideal image like a person’s name. Groups of words formed sentences, which formed paragraphs, chapters, books, and then canon. Literate humanity’s consciousness shifted towards the left brain, which harbored the ego—the pin-pointer, the hunter, the writer, and mathematician. The past is made of images which are separated, usually unconnected events. It is the left brain, the narrator, which collects them to form a story.



In fact, Daniel Kahneman, an Israeli-American psychologist, says the importance modern man places on different memories are related to where they all fall into his overall narrative. In an example he gives during a TedTalks conference, Kahneman describes a man listening to a symphony. The music being played was sublime, life-changing, that is until the end when a large shrieking sound occurred and "ruined the whole experience." Emotionally, it destroyed what was being built, changing the frame which the man was going to remember it. Kahneman relates, "He had had the experience, he had had 20 minutes of glorious music. They counted for nothing because he was left with a memory, the memory was ruined, and the memory was all he had gotten to keep." In another example, Kahneman gives a graph of two patients undergoing surgery. More waves represented increasing pain, and it was clear that Patient B had had a more miserable experience. However, during the procedure for Patient A, the doctor jiggled the instrument at the end, causing a sudden jump in pain and making A remember the whole thing as being terrible while B's pain was slowly reduced. Our memories are thus influenced by the narratives we construct, and if something bad happens at the end, it can change the whole story.

"Now, the remembering self is a storyteller and that really starts with the basic response of our memory, it starts immediately. We don't only tell stories when we set out to tell stories. Our memory tells us stories, that is what we get to keep from our experiences is a story," Kahneman says. In the surgery example, the remembering Patient A would be better off with more pain in the beginning than at the end, but experiencing Patient A would be worse off. Thus, change is important in the construction of story—during a vacation, the remembering self would care little if a great holiday lasted one or two weeks. "We actually don't choose between experiences, we choose between memories of experiences. And even when we think about the future, we don't think of the future normally as experiences, we think of the future as anticipated memories." By simply changing their internal story, a person can make themselves better off. All the terrible things they perceived to be done in the past can be rearranged into the story of a necessary growth into the person they are today. A lot of people do this, as I will further explain below. Kahneman finally mentions Californians’ perception of themselves—a person’s experiencing self will not be better off in the Golden State, but their remembering self has the potential to be because they will start comparing their memories to the ones they would have made elsewhere (such as Montana). We fix our memories to a story, and that our lives are building to something. These stories, however, can also destroy.

Tales of soldiers coming home from war suffering from Post-traumatic stress disorder (PTSD) are repeated across news agencies, mainstream and alternative. There is a certain terror we feel in a vet gone wrong. Has killing become second nature to him? PubMed Health gives a solid definition of what's going on in PTSD victims:
PTSD is a potentially debilitating anxiety disorder triggered by exposure to a traumatic experience such as an interpersonal event like physical or sexual assault, exposure to disaster or accidents, combat or witnessing a traumatic event. There are three main clusters of symptoms: firstly, those related to re-experiencing the event; secondly, those related to avoidance and arousal; and thirdly, the distress and impairment caused by the first two symptom clusters.
A few years ago, I watched an American remake dealing with this disorder titled"Brothers". If anyone doubts Tobey Maguire’s acting skills, just watch this; it is a truly nerve-wracking spectacle. Stories of improper diagnosis and lack of aid to sufferers are telling of America’s modern way of life. However, in Wired's "The Forgetting Pill Erases Painful Memories Forever" by Jonah Lehrer, a relatively new way of helping victims is described. Jeffrey Mitchell, a volunteer fire fighter who also suffered from a version of PTSD, invented the CISD method (critical incident stress debriefing) in 2001. It focuses on bringing the emotions involved with the experience out early before the person tries to suppress them and the anxiety gets worse. Essentially, it is like ripping a Band-Aid off quickly. According to the article, this method of handling PTSD has increased in use and popularity, with more than “30,000 people” being “train[ed] in the technique” each year. The only problem? It doesn't work.

Follow-up studies have shown that the process of CISD makes the future anxiety in victims greater. The writer of the article, Jonah Lehrer, doesn’t blame Mitchell, relating:
Since the time of the ancient Greeks, people have imagined memories to be a stable form of information that persists reliably. The metaphors for this persistence have changed over time—Plato compared our recollections to impressions in a wax tablet, and the idea of a biological hard drive is popular today—but the basic model has not. Once a memory is formed, we assume that it will stay the same. This, in fact, is why we trust our recollections. They feel like indelible portraits of the past.
Like I related above and will get into deeper below, the memories which we choose to keep are images which we put into an overall narrative—how we construct the story of our life is in fact more important than what the actual individual recollections are. A great event may not have been so great if it had not ended with your first kiss. A terrible even may not have been so terrible had it not ended in spraining your ankle and limping the rest of the way home. Memories are fluid; they change because, in the end, they are part of our present. Everything, even you remembering the past, is in the eternal now. Lehrer says our faith in our own memories is misguided. They are not unbending to the rules of the present ego; they are not “packets of data” which “remain constant. Even though every memory feels like an honest representation, that sense of authenticity is the biggest lie of all.” He says that remembering actually changes the memory itself. Thus, CISD fails because “pushing to remember a traumatic event so soon after it occurs doesn’t unburden us; it reinforces the fear and stress that are part of the recollection.”

"Neuroscientists," according to Jonah Lehrer, "actually have a molecular explanation of how and why memories change. In fact, their definition of memory has broadened to encompass not only the cliché cinematic scenes from childhood but also the persisting mental loops of illnesses like PTSD and addiction—and even pain disorders like neuropathy.” Science can now tell us the individual chemicals which go into the process of creating a memory, and as a result, Lehrer dramatically proclaims, “in the very near future, the act of remembering will become a choice.” Our brains contain a vast network of linkages—the more we use certain linkages, the easier the associations between different images become. "If one cell fires," Lehrer says, “the rest of the circuit lights up as well. Scientists refer to this process as long-term potentiation, and it involves an intricate cascade of gene activations and protein synthesis that make it easier for these neurons to pass along their electrical excitement.” As a memory becomes engrained into the architecture of the mind, neurons will grow more and more linkages. In other words, the canals are dug deeper, and our most observed memories become literally written into the fabric of our consciousness. Proteins are required in the growth of these channels, however, and if certain amino acids are blocked during the process, the memory itself can be erased. This idea is an interesting one and also tells us something else: “memories are not formed and then pristinely maintained, as neuroscientists thought; they are formed and then rebuilt every time they’re accessed.” The memory is thus more like a play than a movie, changing each time we experience it.

A study done after September 11th found that people’s recollections of the events which happened that day are slowly changing as history progresses. “At one year out, 37 percent of the details had changed” Lehrer says, and “by 2004 that number was approaching 50 percent.” During my interview with Logan Garcia, he informed me that under hypnosis a person can be made to forget a certain memory or even remember one which did not exist before. It is easy to change someone’s recollection because the memory is influenced by narrative, and it turns out that this momentum is necessary for a healthy person to have. It gives a reason to wake up in the morning, to leave the house, and makes every day an adventure—its own little story. In fact, the Holocaust survivor, Viktor Frankl, discovered this inside one of the Nazi’s internments camps when he noticed that the survivors tended to be those who gave themselves a reason to live. Those who didn’t, who simply bumped through the horrors in a daze, were less likely to survive. An article posted in Natural Bias says of Frankl’s ideas:
The process of striving and struggling for a worthwhile goal is what keeps us hungry for life and is what provides us with fulfillment once the goal is accomplished. This fulfillment creates precious memories of the past that can never be revoked or stolen, and in turn, these memories, eliminate regret and foster the courage to not have an excessive and unhealthy fear of death (Natural Bias)
A horrible event (even as something as devastating as the Holocaust) can be understood to be a jumping stone for the logical progression of a story. Once a person finds the meaning in unavoidable suffering it will allow them to continue on with their life.

An article in The Atlantic "“Why Storytellers Lie” discussed Jonathan Gotschall's new book, The Storytelling Animal: How Stories Make Us Human. Maura Kelly, the writer of the piece, says that the author “argues that we’re all storytellers—and all liars too, even if most of us don’t realize it, even if most of us are lying primarily to ourselves.” Gotschall continues inside the pages of his book, saying that not only do yarns give the author a perceived intelligence for mating purposes (Aeneus in Virgil's "Aeneid) and instructions for tasks, they also provide more than that: “They help us to believe our lives are meaningful.” Gotschall says everyone constructs stories. In public, we gossip to bring someone emotionally closer to us and when we return home in the evening we relive the day’s events with our family. However, in private we are also writing a personal memoir, one which will most likely never be published or written down. Kelly continues, “Every day of our lives—sometimes with help working things out via tweets or Facebook status updates—we fine-tune the grand narratives of our lives; the stories of who we are, and how we came to be.” Our identity is molded and shaped constantly by the ego, and the stories we create are often downright lies. Each time a memory passes through our consciousness, we are reworking it, placing it in a new box to fit more closely in with our story. Information technology is also changing the way we concoct our witch’s brew. Our online face is a mask, presenting to the outside world the way we want to be perceived. I will cover this more deeply in Part V.

As we retell a story over again, it changes subtly, and these changes amalgamate overtime:
As Gotschall puts it, 'We spend our lives crafting stories that make us the noble—if flawed—protagonists of first-person dramas. ... A life story is not, however, an objective account. A life story is a carefully shaped narrative ... replete with strategic forgetting and skillfully spun meanings.' For this reason, he asserts, all memoirs, no matter how much their authors believe them to be true, should come with a disclaimer: 'Based on a true story.' (Kelly)
" Psychotherapists have begun using a treatment which has the patient constantly repeat their own story, causing them to "mismember". Hypnotists know that implanting a false memory is easily done when a person is in a trance-like state. Would it not be easy to reshape somebody’s life for the better? To completely erase bad memories that were causing the person distress? As Maury reports,
As studies have shown, depressives tend to have more realistic—and less inflated—perceptions of their importance, abilities, and power in the world than others. So those of us who benefit from therapy may like it in large part because it helps us to do what others can do more naturally: to see ourselves as heroes; to write (and re-write) the stories of our lives in ways that cast us in the best possible light; to believe that we have grown from helpless orphans or outcasts to warriors in control of our fate.
The danger in these fictional histories is that they portray the teller as the hero. And what does a hero need? Villains. It begins us on the path of dehumanizing others, of justifying bad deeds, as well as allowing for the creation of abstract ideas in the justification of what society perceives itself to be. The ego resides in the left brain! It reshapes the ‘mist’ as need be.

Because memory is in flux, always rewriting the narrative each time we pass through it, eye witness reports are not taken seriously in the court of law. This fact should not be surprising—memory is an imagional structure, influenced by the perceptions of the past, present, and future. Jonah Lehrer says that when a memory is recorded, it is done in two ways: one is the visual (which is kept all over the brain because of the different senses involved) and the other is emotional (in the amygdala). By opening a memory up early, CISD patients can become more traumatized than if they had waited because it was while they were still in a phase of high emotional duress, affecting the eventual recollection which would be recorded. On the other hand, when PTSD sufferers were given ecstasy when they discussed the distressing events, they were calm, altering their potential memories for the better. Lehrer says “83 percent of the [ecstasy] patients showed a dramatic decrease in symptoms within two months. That makes ecstasy one of the most effective PTSD treatments devised.” Other drugs being studied include propranolol, which inhibits norepinephrine. A study showed that sufferers of PTSD fared better under the drug because it prevented strong emotions from being created in the amygdala. It is the protein PKMzeta which may be the key to eliminating specific memories however. Its “crucial trick is that it increases the density of a particular type of sensor called an AMPA receptor on the outside of a neuron. It’s an ion channel, a gateway to the interior of a cell that, when opened, makes it easier for adjacent cells to excite one another.” Interestingly, by genetically modifying a rat to have more PKMzeta, it causes them to become “mnemonic freaks, able to convert even the most mundane events into long-term memory.”

Existential crises, it seems, are what happen when a person’s narrative gets crushed and they have to fix it to a new goal. We often see this in people reaching middle age and realizing they have not done the things they wanted to with their life, or in people whose significant other broke up with them un-expectantly. Concepts of love, hate, good, evil, black, white, binaries, it seems, are the result of the left brain’s exclusive boxing. It allows our brains to create the concept of ‘I’, the ego; while the right brain gives us a holistic intuitiveness, a sense of not being you verse the world, but being part of it. The masculine brain accelerated war because it made it more personal—good (us) versus evil (them). It is relevant that the concept of good and evil also appeared to arrive with the creation of the alphabet. When we are the ultimate hero in our story, there must also be enemies. The book, the drama, have influenced our collective consciousness. When we see ourselves as separated from everything else, as written language can allow us to do so easily, it dehumanizes others. In my mind, I am seeing a perfectly white 2D box floating forward, pushing away black boxes, or being helped along by other white ones. Our literate culture deals so often with binaries that we forget that the opposite is what defines us. It appears it was literate culture which created racism, slavery, misogyny, and stereotypes, because it is easier to exclude than include. This form of thinking is derived from logos or linear thought. This happened because this happened because this happened. The enemy is evil because he killed one of our brothers because his god is evil because his skin is dark because he worships demons... on and on.

What is known is that an abstract, ideal world would make life so much easier. It is a constant fantasy of many to be told what to do, to know who the enemy is, and to know their goal with all their heart. Soldiers often look back on war fondly because of this. It gave clarity and purpose without the ambiguity of normal life. This is the realm of the abstract ideal—Plato’s realm of perfect spheres without ego, the lost paradise of Eve. Everything simply makes sense because living in a world of relativity is hard—it would be easier to follow orders like in the Milgram experiments. It would rid a person of constantly questioning if their actions were right. I have often made this comparison: just as religious people can give their lives over to God to rid themselves of doubt, so can statists give their identity over to the absolute utopian state. In other words, a personal narrative can be hijacked by the group’s and possibly influenced into doing actions the individual would regret. The only truth, it turns out, is the god in ourselves. Hindus treat guests so well because they recognize that everyone is a visiting deity. Like God, our nation, our group, we are the perfect good, and propaganda is used to create the perfect evil. It dehumanizes them and allows us to kill without guilt. Written word divides the world into pieces, into little absolute images of the perfect ideal of things, making nouns do verbs, not verbs do nouns. Namely, the creation of an abstract God let us be self-righteous. We can call ourselves ‘good’. We can form groups which are ‘good’. And we can justify committing genocide as the Hebrews did on the Philistines. This can only happen when we sequester ourselves or our group from the rest of the world by creating narratives from our memories.

But there is an alternative.

Leonard Shlain in The Alphabet versus The Goddess comments that “women have more rods in their retinas than men, and as a result, have better peripheral vision” (Shlain 26). This difference seems to come from man’s original focus on the hunt. This act required pinpointing a target and using a sudden burst of energy. Women, on the other hand, were focused on raising children and gathering—these were not tasks that required tunnel vision but instead a wider one. They had to keep track of what the kids were doing as well as focusing on finding food for the community. It is a stereotype that women are better at multitasking, but this difference may actually be built into our brains. “Men” according to Shlain, “have more cones than women, allowing them to see one segment of the visual field in greater detail and with better depth perception than women” (26). Is it no surprise that it was men who greatly benefited from the invention of the alphabet? The task is dominated by advantages built into the masculine cranium. The narrow cone-vision of reading, the increasing importance of grammar and splitting the text into sentences, paragraphs, chapters, beginnings and endings. The literate, male mind has flourished because of this. It also deals better with abstract concepts like "freedom, economics, and destiny". "The ability," opines Shlain, "to conceptualize that the abstract words crime, virtue, punishment, and justice are all related is supremely human. To be able to leap from the particular and concrete to the general and abstract has allowed us to create art, logic, science, and philosophy" (Shlain 22). (His indentations, not mine.) However, he also claims that this led to slicing up the Mother's wholeness. Literacy provided a catalyst for the males' usurpation of the female.

My 'Musey-Room'

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When Dr. Sexson originally told us to construct our own 'musey rooms', I was a tad confused. I wasn't sure what I was supposed to do: construct something from the mental palaces I made for the lists of items I memorized? Create a system like Giordano Bruno or Guilio Camillo that could encompass the universe? A rat maze or a model which I could say reflected something greater? The more I thought about it, the more I knew I wanted to draw something incredibly complex and detailed. When I was young, I loved the "Where's Waldo" books and examined each picture intently looking for the famous 'striped one'. The pictures drawn by Martin Handford were intricately detailed. There were wars, beach scenes, giants having tea parties, everything. In fact, when I was a kid my friends and I would draw our own pictures of 'Where's 'Zwaldo'. You see, we were convinced we could get sued if the owners of Waldo found about it. Later, when I was bored during the summers I would draw massive battle scenes where stick figures were being chased by monsters. I thought my 'musey room' would be in a similar vane.

After purchasing the necessary materials, I decided I wanted to have Saturn and Apollo fighting in the center. I don't know when or why this dawned on me, but they were the first things I drew and everything just sort of came after that. The poster was originally supposed to be a series of circles within circles getting increasing complex as they emanated from the center. However, I soon realized that this was too much of an undertaking for the time allotted. Eventually I went out and bought two paper-back "Where's Waldo" books from Barnes & Noble (they are pretty cheap). I cut them up and placed them around the third circle.

I will now detail what I think my 'musey room' does. The inner most circle is an eye. It is the 'third eye' or the spiritual pineal gland behind our forehead. I thought this was a great choice for the psychedelic phantasmagoria to come. The next circle contains Saturn and Apollo fighting. The sun god holds the heavenly star in his hand and the moon is above Saturn--this is clearly a binary, day/night, light/dark, good/evil, freedom/totalitarianism, summer/winter. The tree around the eye represents the Mother. If I was a better artist I might have drawn her branches reaching to the edges of the poster. Again, we can take the war in the middle as a great mythological battle: Osiris/Seth, Jesus/Satan, Krishna/King of Magadha. This battle is often repeated in modern pop culture as well.

The third circle contains 12 of the Olympians, representing the archetypes. Inside these images many others can be stored, as Camillo did in his theater. For example, a pen could be held by Hermes because he is the god of communication. The rabbit would be with Demeter because she is a fertility goddess. The sea shell would fall into Poseidon's briny depths. A bird would be with Zeus because he is a sky god. A rock is trickier and could go into several areas simply because it is such a static image. I would almost place it somewhere with the Mother in the center. The four other characters in this section are characters I drew in my childhood. They still echo in my modern life. The top is Piggy, resilient good. The right is Rooster, evil for the sake of it. Teddy is on the bottom, conflicted evil. And Heroic Man is to the right, evil which thinks its doing good. I chose their placement arbitrarily. Lining this circle is Ouroboros, the ancient symbol for eternity. I know this outer circle turned into a bit of an oval, but it ended up looking like an egg, another fertility symbol, or even the outline of a brain. This middle area is eternity. It never changes. The ring around it with the amazing drawings by Handford are the chaos of existence. It is squiggly, alive, like figures on a Hindu temple or the creepy-crawlies doing under an overturned a rock. The outside repeats the same patterns over and over again as dictated by the inside. This can be used as a metaphor for one person's mind or the collective mind. I wish I could say there was a method to my madness. Often ideas which I didn't think would have much significance when I drew them became a metaphor for something greater. This whole poster seemed to fall out of my subconscious.

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