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Idea & Evestrum
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A1. Idea & Evestrum
An idea is an internal image with whose assistance a higher Power elevates man to its own level. The opposites of idea are the radiating images of forces dwelling in matter, Paracelsus being the first to spot them, and designate them by the name evestrum. An idea cleanses and shines brightly, an evestrum is dark and pollutant. He who bends his life to the world of idea, is ennobled, climbs ever higher, becomes more harmonious, more lucid, more profound, and wealthier. Without idea no lofty, great, rounded, splendid life exists. The images of idea are the means by which higher Powers raise people who open up towards them.
An evestrum is the radiation of dark, destructive forces dwelling in matter which brings down and incapacitates, stupefies and crushes to bits.
Matter is 'mother Nature in her widow's weeds', for her spirit-husband is dead, and in that orphaned state the world's evil, savage and obtuse forces, the world's evil, savage and obtuse forces have overrun her. An evestrum has the essential trait that it is obscene and greedy. These are the foremost demonic images by means of which the infernal Powers enfold man within their clutches.
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Single Soul
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A2. Single Soul
In a mass Individual consciousness is annulled. The mass has a quite new character, totally independent of any individual behaviour. Precisely that it is unconscious. Volatile, gullible, prejudiced, retrograde, despotic, obtuse, dismal, hysterical; it has no intelligence, no judgement, is unable to weigh, is readily convinced and even more readily steered and made a fool of.
Caught up in a mass even the most rational person becomes dim-witted in the twinkling of an eye. Sound and sober common sense is obliterated, and unfathomable proclivities arrogate dominion over mankind.
And the individual is assimilated entirely into the mass. Those in the mass coalesce into a single soul. The mass does not judge, does not contemplate, does not love nor try to comprehend, rather fears, rages, marvels and surrenders. But paramount of all it destroys.
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Syrius β
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A3. Syrius β
It is said there is a celestial body in the universe, a unique body of its kind, Sirius Beta, a frigid, extinguished star, a lightless, heatless, motionless body, where the atoms lie scattered about higgledy-piggledy, totally disordered, as if on some colossal rubbish-tip,
consigned to oblivion. This is Sirius Beta, materia par excellence.
Once man becomes a materialist, in other words, once man begins to believe the world was and is made of matter, and he is wedded to this matter, and doggedly clings to it, and for him matter means seriousness, surrounds, lust, religion, then man begins dimly to sense that he too is some such fallen and disgorged, pulverised and smashed-up object, flushed down a sewer, tossed on a junk-heap. A vestige that has forsaken contact with Nature's spiritual forces, detached from the cosmos, brought to a standstill by a terrible catastrophe. He has lost any spiritual reference-point, and so he regresses and sinks.
It is said there is a celestial body in the universe, a unique body of its kind, Sirius Beta, a frigid, extinguished star, a lightless, heatless, motionless body, where the atoms lie scattered about higgledy-piggledy, totally disordered, as if on some colossal rubbish-tip, consigned to oblivion.
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B1. Grains of Sand or Pebbles
The most salient feature in the life of primitive mankind has been found to be that it is totemistic.
A totem is a sign, symbol, maybe an image or some similar externality.
When in man individual consciousness fades away the collective gains the upper hand and spills over.
Collectivism creates totems, signs and symbols, and by now only these signs denote the soul. Only these signs denote the soul.
Fragmented and dispersed, human beings rub alongside each other like so many grains of sand or pebbles, without noteworthy, serious interaction, atomistically.
Atomistically.
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B2. The Ocean of Unconsciousness
The greatest of all dangers threatening a populace is not falling into servitude and being forced to slave for a mightier, more numerous and more belligerent people.
Servile peoples can still be great, for all their poverty, work and humiliation, they can still live a lofty destiny.
The greatest of dangers threatening a populace is to become primitive.
The greatest of dangers threatening a populace is for it to throw aside consciously rational thought and consciously rational thinkers, and thereby submerge into the ocean of unconsciousness.
That is how it becomes mob, a coarse rabble, breaks up, degenerates, and vanishes…
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Exalted Man
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B3. Exalted Man
People who have reflected on and written about the barbarisation of humanity supposed that the danger is one threatening the soul, culture and exalted men. Yet exalted men can only be swept away by the tide of the unconscious if they are not, in fact, exalted in their existential essence.
Otherwise, only mass man can become primitive and savage.
Only mass man can become primitive and savage.
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Third Mystery
05:27
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Third Mystery
A sixth, and totally new, human race is in the making across the face of the world. The manner of the formation, origin and evolution of this new human race is a great, inexplicable mystery.
As long as those belonging to this race stood alone, scattered to all corners of the Earth, they seemed even to themselves abnormal, impossible creatures, not merely incapable of adjusting to those around them and their world but lacking even a single essential point of contact with these.
These people were left to themselves, scattered across Earth, set in corners and ostracised by those around them. They were aliens. For they truly were alien.
In all likelihood, very many members of this new race were lost. Who knows how? Some took their own life, others sank into depravity, took to the bottle or rebelled, fell foul of the law and went to prison. Some became melancholic or unhinged.
Ultimately, in an inexplicable further great mystery, fully comparable to the mystery of the formation of the new race, there slowly arose in representatives of this new race a consciousness that I am no longer alone.
The whereabouts those similar to me are still a secret. But now at least I know that they exist, and when I encounter them I recognise them without a word passing between us.
As long as there is just one of a kind, he is an exception, two are still odd, but three already makes a community. As yet rudimentary. The third great mystery, that of their converging and uniting, still awaits.
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Tibor Szemző Hungary
Oriented by his diverse lines of interest towards the borderline areas of the various genres. Founder of creative performing
formations (Group 180, Fodderbasis, Gordian Knot Cinematic Music Lab). Beside music compositions he creates films and installations. His works are present across Europe and beyond.
www.szemzo.org
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