[pagan-magik] Re: pagan-magik Dead Sea Stories

Sun Dec 12 04:26:26 GMT 2004

Wonderous, looking forward to part two as well.

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>    1. Jerusalem tales part one...
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>    2. Re: Jerusalem tales part one... (sean)
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> Date: Fri, 10 Dec 2004 20:02:35 -0800 (PST)
> From: anarchofun23 at riseup.net
> Subject: [pagan-magik] Jerusalem tales part one...
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> Heya loved ones, its Lilith and i just came back to
> London.
> 
> 
>  There was  talk before i left of doing some mutual
> working linking London
> and Jerusalem. i was also given a peice of the
> mithras temple to plant
> there as a magical "node".we also spoke about ashera
> the ancient goddess
> of the land,and somehow reinvoking her.
> i sent you an email right after i came telling you
> of  the  despair i was
> feeling,having the grim political and social
> situation in israel looking
> nothing at all like the beutifull imagery we used
> speaking of "pagan
> action" "new jerusalems " ext.
>  but then something changed. i recieved a "gnosis "
> of the land" which for
> me shed light on alot of the magic and imagery so
> widely used in the
> english speaking world rooted in hebraic sources.
>  on my first attempt to enter jerusalem i arrived
> from my parents home an
> hour away.i nervously climbed on a bus  anticipating
> to find the suicide
> bomber awaiting me in the front seat.but instead i
> found it to be packed
> entierly with ultra orthodox jews  on their way to
> jerusalem to spend the
> saturday (shabath)already on thursday,so strict they
> had to get ready  day
> and a half in advance.  the women and men were
> neatly seggregated from
> each other and all eyes fell on me as i walked down
> the isle  until one
> pious lady made space for me to sit down beside her.
> (god forbid i sit
> next to a man.)i felt exalted watching the landscape
> rapidly change from
> plains to mountains,observing how the people around
> me read passages from
> psalms before entering the holy city.a dude peddling
> the writings of his
> rabbi finaly reached me. I bought one,still unaware
> of the ancient proverb
> instructing the pilgrim to david's city to always
> buy a trinket from a
> peddler and give charity to the needy,to recieve
> addmitance into it's gates.i suppose this must have
> had an animisitc
> origin of sorts.i was unaware of this custom but
> acted on intuition to buy
> the archontic kabbalistic writing glorifying god.i
> asked the yeshiva boy
> how i could find the original hebraic kabbalistic
> texts,and he said no
> problem:"ill send you my rabbi's information just
> give me your name."
> hmmmm....
> Lilith!!hahaha! - i almost blurted out, but (being
> surrounded) kept quiet
> instead.
> the bus  arrived at the central station. as i left
> it, a lame beggar
> singing a shabbath song  limped towards me shaking
> his coin cup at me like
> a rattle. i dropped a coin in it,strangely feeling i
> had just tipped the
> ferryman before my entrance to the underworld, and
> made my way across the
> street still hearing him blesses follow me like a
> trail .
> but then
> BAM! from out of the woodwork,an ogger in uniform
> materialised
> growling:"stop !now!"...
> apparantly there was a police ambush in the zebra
> crossing ,awaiting its
> unwary prey.the charge:jay walking!!!!!!!
> so i now i had encountered the third face of the
> city's spirit :the armed
> warrior defending it's gates enforcing the law layed
> down  by that
> controling force which has  ruled the city from
> before the time of Abraham
>  when Melchitsedek, high preist of God  was king ,to
> the present day.
> i immediatly pulled the "dumb tourist"act on him
> speaking only in
> english,pretending not to know what was going on. he
> seemed intent on
> nailing me demanding i produce identification .i
> refused telling him i was
> on my way to the desert and knew nothing of these
> laws.
> at first it seemed hopeless,but then my actions
> before the city's
> gate(also aided by help given by  hydra members
> seeing me back safely)took
> their course,and finally when he demanded my name, i
> kept silent and he
>  got so confused that he just  pushed me brutually
> ,yelling GO!
> and i was free.
> confused and distraught i left the city on the
> spot,taking the bus down to
> the dead sea.i tried to make out what had just
> happened to no avail.
> 
> it seems that the the lofty magical level of the
> city obliterates upon
> entry into the world of men so caught up in the
> vortex of war.there
>  fear and tension rule supreme under the
> everwatchfull eye of God.
> i felt the constricion in my heart slowly lift as
> the bus decsended the
> serpentine twists and turns leading into the gaping
> abyss of the dead sea.
> i returned to a remote spot by its shores not far
> from the caves of
> kumeran, frequented by hippies and various
> dissenters and outcasts of 
> israeli society living on the beach in simple tents
> ,not unlike the
> essenses who lived there thousands of years before.
> i had spent some time
> there the year before. i arrived at nightfall and as
> i pushed down the
> steep pathway leading from the road to the shore, a
> sweet heaviness spread
> through my limbs,coaxing me to stop and
> relax,flinging off my heavy
> rucksack ,plopping down on the warm sand. i lay
> there for a long hour
> sprawled on the bottom of the earth my ear pressed
> to its tummy ,feeling
> strangely secure and nourished,as if i had finally
> arrived home.
> 
> you see,the dead sea is a very harsh place;
> it reeks of sulfur year round,on its shores mineral
> rich black mud
> sinkholes await the unwary,and its water stings and
> burns.they are
> poisonous and undrinkable,and yet the most potently
> healing in the world.
> the place closest to the earths core it acts as a
> gateway to those
> primordial powers;the abyss,tiamat,tohu ubohu,she of
> many names.
> despite the barreness of the land the earth there is
> unmistakably
> alive,constantly shifting and moving creating worlds
> within worlds. the
> whole area feels as if it is encased within a bubble
> of protection
> stretching from cliff to cliff,which at night likens
> the black starry sky
> and black water  merged together
> into a great  womb
> with no begining and no end.
> 
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> i reached the scattered tents on the shore. the
> place was completly
> deserted.but then in the darkness i encountered  a 
> boy with now long
> dreadlocks which i remembered to be short last time
> we met. we had met a
> year before at the rainbow gathering in israel. he
> had happened upon the
> "witch trial" it's gracious attenders arranged for
> me  on the grounds of
> my alledgedy  adminstering datura to a "tantrik "
> baba starring there at
> the time, who had infact attempted to attack me with
> some "heart to heart
> meditations"...ah yes it is the witch who gets
> stoned in god's
> land..hmmm...
> but despite my apprehension  he was happy to see me
> again,not remebering
> all that had passed.he quickly produced a bong
> helping me get stoned in a
> much nicer way this time around ,and i sat with him
> under the stars
> listening to his stories of the ancient ones,for he
> too was a wanderer of
> the land.
> to be continued..
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> Date: Sat, 11 Dec 2004 09:29:48 +0000
> From: sean <sean at hairyjedi.net>
> Subject: Re: [pagan-magik] Jerusalem tales part
> one...
> To: anarchofun23 at riseup.net
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> anarchofun23 at riseup.net wrote:
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> >Heya loved ones, its Lilith and i just came back to
> London.
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> Hey Lilith, this is very beautiful and emotive! 
> Looking forward to 
> reading the next installment.
> 
> Big Love from
> 
> Sean
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