We Are The Gods' Gooey Center
Intro from my eBook "God Gets Laid"
For the next weeks I will be sharing my eBook with you. It was first published about four years ago. Don’t make me look up the exact date, I’m exhausted from organizing my forks and shuffling papers into folders!
(Astro Fact #1 = Mars in Virgo in the fourth house. Where my personal power critiques every detail of my home, rearranges furniture into the wee hours and picks the pills from sweaters with tiny scissors while obsessively watching shows about watercolor painting or war, not in that order!)
I have been inspired by the Taoist principles of Yin & Yang for fifty years, ever since my intro into Macroneurotic — oops — Macrobiotic cooking in 1970.
Inspiration and obsession have their perks, and this one is my unstoppable right-brain pattern recognition. My neurodivergent gift is seeing the forests then spending lifetimes introducing myself to each tree.
(Astro Fact #3 = Mercury in Taurus in the twelfth house. Where the boss of my Soul is a smarty-pants amoral trickster, busily touching the sea floor, mimicking every texture of increasingly smaller sleeping gods, in a vain effort to understand each molecule, so that it will be translated into language, only to discover that the heart needs no translation.
I came to understand that One God isn’t enough for our feeble humun minds, and that The One God gets too high and mighty and should go home for dinner, where his mom has prepared a nice meal for the entire family, not just for him. That understanding shows up in politics, religion and society.
My conclusion:
• We are not alone. We are many in one. One in many.
• We are not Either/Or. We are Yes/And.
• We are not Right/Wrong. We are Maybe/Maybe Not.
We are choosers. As George Bush said, “I am the decider.” Bush didn’t know that there is a collective “decider” as well. As a society, we decide our values, our needs and our path forward. The One God decides for us, according to the values of people far removed from our Now.
We need religion. But we need our Modern Religion, not Science-ism, but an acceptance of the whole Soul, not just the thinker/talker/trickster part.
God Gets Laid, No God without Goddess
INTRODUCTION
God & Ess
If we invent our deities from the self out, then we should humbly accept that we are all made the same way, with two fertile teenagers getting their rocks off.
That is the divine truth of the universe.
Do you believe in God?
Everyone wants you to answer this question with a yes or a no, but it is an impossible question. What if there are two Gods busily creating us and everything around us, all the time? That belief would conveniently answer many questions like… “Where do babies come from, who came first the chicken or the rooster, and why does love hurt?”
So I hope that you do not believe in god, but instead, you believe in Two Gods. The yin femme and the masculine yang will do for a good start.
I choose to believe that …
We are the hands and eyes of those two Primal Forces, blended here on Earth to explore the possibilities of our natures while sending data back to the Mother Ship docked at the end of an endless vortex. The two forces are divine and opposite, not One God, but Three, because they are holy and their babies are too.
We are Gods’ babies. The Universe is Gods’ baby.
Goo, goo.
The Three Pillars are the basis of the Kabbalist system called the Tree of Life. It is a great system for understanding different perspectives, all in one model. Rabbis spend their mature years studying, arguing and learning from this wisdom. I have spent forty years mixing and matching these symbols with astrology and other mythological truths, to create my own perspective about Modernia’s failings and possibilities into the future.
The pillars above represent black yin, white yang and gray zhen, the middle. You can see that already, I am mixing my metaphors. We are neither Yin nor Yang, black nor white. We do express both qualities, but here in reality, we occupy the gray center.
In this diagram there is not one god, but three.
The Tree represents three in one, the primal forces, morphed and blended into one reality. The male God stands on the right side of the diagram. The feminine Ess stands on the left side of the diagram.
The hermaphrodite - GodEss - stands in the middle of the diagram, where we humuns, and all the stuff we see, hear, taste and touch exists.
Creation manifests on the center pillar. The center is the Now that all the mystics and self-help gurus talk about. We are the mulattos of the multi-racial parents. There, I said it – You Are As Gods.
Please do not burn me at the stake.
The Mem pillar on the left has a triangle that is open at the top, and points downward, the mound of Venus. She is the force of Chaos, which contains and creates multitudes. Chaos is the void; the gaping maw between worlds. Chaos is the unknowable space where worlds are made from mystery. The top of the triangle is broad like a funnel whose shape forms and restricts her contents. Yin contains all that is; she welcomes and shapes consciousness, squeezing, tempering and swirling light through the narrows of birth.
The Shin pillar triangle on the right points upward, like a dude. It is called Bright Sword. He is the force of invention and novelty. He pierces the dark to allow freshness into the eternal static egg. His creates through directed and invisible energy, like bytes and bits on the Internet that transmit meaning and communication by etheric communion. Word. Gospel. His thought informs, invades, injects. The word sent to and through chaos transforms into patterns and processes that create things and experiences like you and me, a tree and your pet cat.
Aleph mediates the two opposites. Two triangles meet in the middle to create a center star on the middle pillar called Leader. The leader lives in you and me. The sword cut open a space for the light to get in.
Who is that Leader, the Two into one body? That would be us, folks. We are the star with six Tentacles ever reaching to create more knowledge for our impossibly opposite parents, ourselves, the Ess and God – Divine Octopus with our feelings showing on our porous skins.
When afraid, turn red. When calm, turn blue.
We belong here on Earth. We are not an accident. We are on purpose. We have a job to do, which is simply to Wake Up and use our tentacled appendages to describe life to our blind and deaf Divine Parents.
Mother has no mind and Father has no body. Don’t you see? They come together to become us.
We are the project, the projection of the Divines.
Stop saying God is elsewhere.
Stop it.
Stop saying He is alone.
Stop it.
He is here, with Her, in perpetual Union.
Sex is sacred. Life is sacred. Everyone you know got here from an Orgasm. You created the cat on your lap, the dog at your feet, the tree in your yard. The apple falls directly under the tree and seeds will sprout there.
We may have overcomplicated this story with monotheism, which is an impossible theory requiring miracles. I prefer the common sense approach — “As above so below; As within so without.” Simply said, this tells us that the mystery is in front of our faces, flowing through our veins — all the time.
The Kabbalist Tree of Life is gendered. The right pillar is the dude. The left pillar is the lady. The center pillar is their child and the child is us, all of us, the earth, the trees the sky and the stars.
The levels represent from bottom to top, the mundane to the the numinous. The creative flow travels from the center top in zig zag formation from dude to lady as it descends into the material plane. Each sphere represents a milestone, a character or archetype that integrate and define that part of the process, in its own particular time and space.
Traditional Tree of Life
Each circle contains a quality that represents a different process of evolution. Everything evolves, including the non-physical. The process begins at Keter, the birth/death gateway at the top and proceeds in zig zag lightning bolt fashion traveling back and forth to the bottom circle, called Malchut, which is the womb of creation.
The journey from Gateway to Queendom takes forever or a few minutes depending on your perspective.
We experience the energies of the left and the right in small increments, but not fully, because we are creatures of the center. The center is caramel. You got your peanut butter in my chocolate.
Pure yin and yang come to us in tiny increments.
Like the smallest doll in the series of nested Russian dolls.
Check out the next tree for a modern translation.
Here is the Tree of Life without the mystical Kabbalist Hebrew stuff. The God and the Ess get together and the middle happens between them. We are both God and Ess.
The Gods are active and mental- they move and go and pierce and cognate. They use words, create ideas and target their goals. They draw plans in their minds.
But…
The Gods are no—thing without the Esses who make things. Gods need their ladies to make the forms they have imagined.
The Esses are illiterate, muscle and memory. They are vessels that open and close with the tides. The feminine is the pottery and the potter. The masculine is the kiln. Esses move and resonate and sculpt the ideas they receive from their mate. They make living things with the cells of their bodies.
They spin thought threads into golden experiences. The feminine makes energy into reality. She works with her mate to make his truth seen. Without her magic, we would not see his magic because we wouldn’t exist.
We humuns are The Literate God-Ess. The chimera. The Hermaphrodite. She crawls on her belly like a snake while cognating existence ….
AND … she knows algebra and philosophy too. If you are wondering where we fit it, we live on the center pillar, between death, birth and death again. We move between worlds this way. Yes, when you die, you stay here on another level.
Our name should be Anima Sapiens “The Body that Thinks”
Homo sapiens, “man who thinks,” is a double masculine description that doesn’t represent our true nature. We are most definitely sapient, and we are most definitely visceral — embodied.
Begending
Begendings are like a Mobius strip, give it a twist, tape the two ends together and draw all the way around with a pencil. If you drew the line on a flat paper it would have two ends and look like a straight line. When you twist and connect the ends, there is no straight line. The start is the finish, the begending.
Step out of your straight mind and float into a Dreamier place. Relax and give Chaos her due and give Reason a rest. Some things are just meant to be lived, not analyzed.
We are the singers born from tone-deaf parents. We are the seeing-eyes of a blind Mother and Father. When we wake up, a great choir of AllBeings will sing the music of the spheres in unison. Yes, the lion, the lamb and such.
The Zodiac Tree of Life
Yin absorbs Yang and Yang activates Yin. The symbols on opposite pillars are working partners. They are three teams of two. Neptune/Uranus, Saturn/Jupiter, and Venus/Mercury. These pairings may be alarming to astrologers, because some of the typical pairings of astrology don’t apply here.
Saturn and Jupiter. In this diagram Saturn is the feminine compliment to masculine Jupiter. The astrologer's keywords for Saturn are all quite feminine or yin and yet for centuries Saturn has been portrayed by a masculine persona; as death with a scythe, or a black knight on horseback, and father time. Saturn’s keywords are all about coldness, hardness and limits, which exactly describe yin qualities. Severe, cynical, stable, cautious, structured, slow, thick and solid.
Do any of these keywords relate to the yang words on the right side of the diagram? Of course they do not! Masculinity is all about freedom, invention, heat and action. Males have appropriated these tasks over generations and to their detriment. I wonder if this dour Yin mantle we have placed on men is the reason they die of heart attacks. Suppressing the joyful expressions of men literally kills their vitality, their hearts.
Wimmin were cautioned against doing their natural feminine skills related to the keywords above, and so we thought we had to be cute and nice, when our nature is the practical, the mundane, the dark side. Wimmin die from making life. Men die from protecting life. As it turns out, we all die.
When the dark arts were tasked to males, they became tyrannical or egotistical because they are not designed for the valley, they are made for the peaks.
Yes, humuns are a combination of yin and yang, but wimmin still have a bit more yin and men a bit more of the yang, evidenced by our physical bodies. A one-size-fits-all garment seldom fits each one exactly, we must each sew our own garments, making hems and darts to perfectly fit our own bodies. We have so much in common and yet each one of us is indeed, the tailor for our own soul.
Weather Forest • Bird’s Eye View
This is a Skitch
Von Karman vortices downwind from Rashiri Island, North Sea of Japan.
The vortices are like those found in superfluids. NASA 2001 space shuttle
Reality is centered in a place and time, between extremes, like the giant Vulva Monster above. Mother Nature really! Must you be so obvious? Imagine you are looking down at the top of a forest with several trees in your point of view. Imagine you are holding the center pillar in your hand, like a stick. Turn your hand toward your face and look at the top of the stick. The small circle at the top of the stick is the Eye of the storm, the pillar of Equilibrium. We live in the Eye of a cosmic storm.
Go ahead and say it. It is crazy and often scary here. How can this life be the peaceful place? Answer: You should see the edges! You are not equipped to see the edges. You can’t handle the edges! And we can’t. But we can explore the places that the edges have made in our own time. We get to observe. We are Literate Observer Deities. Oh boy!
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This is enough for today! We are now up to page 12 of the book.
Stay tuned for the next chapter of “God Gets Laid”
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“The Sprite Tree”
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