Ask Sun if be aware of Mercury's
adoring orbiting where'er along,
and Venus radiating next to Moon,
what is the mystery, is there such,
of Mars' cheeks reddening enquire
if aught but anger causes them and how,
greet Jupiter, perhaps require in wonder
why, when so big, one seems so small & shy,
please, ask, if you prefer, ol' saturnine,
how come so cold&cruel, if it is of use,
etc.
But go beyond that, and you will be shown, that, which those who once seen, ask, better never to see at all, you understand.
(some closing powerword here)
"Congregation, rise! Let's have your full attention, please!
No, no! On your knees, ye unworthy! Back to yer kennels, ye dogs! Oh, I'm sorry, that's from another book. Mistakes happen, you know. Let's proceed.
Everybody kneeling? I'm sorry to inform you there we don't have any instance or sample of those who do not understand that this is not the place of self-will but place for those who desire to have will because they know that they don't have it. Ok. We must reflect on this position. Outerly, this means admitting one's unworthiness before what stands upright in front. It has always been a means of expressing that one is unworthy of what one kneels before, and what, perhaps, one does adore or something. But psychologically, the meaning of this posture is a mystery which is not easy to explain. Definitely something to do with consciousness of something. Also, think of this connection of the devil in man's soul who has no name but constantly whispers "I am unworthy, sigh", whence he derives its strength and how much damage must it cause if you allow him to become strong.
Now, congregation, pray! Pray, I say, as if it was a matter of life and death, for it IS a matter of life and death. Pray that those who lead you, those to whom the flock is entrusted, so to speak, ehm, but you must understand this psychologically, just as it was understood psychologically in virtually every what we know as 'school' in more remote times, that those who lead you, I say, that they never fall into temptation or at least that they don't, if they do, fall seriously and deeply and, above all, frequently. And what is temptation, I ask you? Can you give an answer? No, this you cannot, and for a long time, if you permit, you will not be able to give a satisfactory one. Now, listen well. Temptation is a way of giving expression to the following fact. In 'schools' of older days, those assembled in the working place, again, understand this psychologically, those who understood that if they are fed and stuffed with that data which is now popularly called 'news of the day', but, we assure you, 'news of the day' was not a superficial expression AT THAT TIME WHEN IT SAW THE BRIGHT LIGHT OF DAY FOR THE FIRST TIME in the books of that superb exponent of the WORK which we so deeply respect and to which we owe so much, if we are quite honest, those who understood that they must be fed with deeper truth or die spiritually, and those who, by the way, understood and valued lots of other things as well, on which it is unnecessary and, in truth, impossible to expatiate upon now, since such expositions take ALOT of time, those, to shorten the story, who were thus, as I said before, assembled in the working place together, they - what did they do, I ask you? - they prayed: they prayed fervently and from the bottom of their souls and cried, as it were, to the His Holy Infiniteness that their leader would not fall prey to what was technically termed 'joking fit'. You must not suppose that these prayers can be compared to lukewarm oleaginous self-remembering that many of you now practice. Now, those ancient formulas were torn from heart and bone, from every living juice that flew inside their bodies and from every spiritual power that could manifest in and through them. And as the 'school' proceeded in its development and pupils were getting riper and riper you could discern this soul-disposition, the following state of consciousness and, as it is also called, a sincere wish which, if could be translated into words, can be rendered in this way: "By holy ones and the devils, we don't care, by the one who can help in these matters eventually, for goddamns's sake, MAY these our leaders and teachers and masters NOT fall into what is technically termed 'joking fit'." And you must represent to yourself this situation in the following way. As time went on, these prayers were becoming ever more serious and more sincere with many of those assembled there. This was mainly because they gradually got to KNOW what they prayed for. They knew very well what a danger for their development it was if those who lead them and to whom they submitted voluntarily to make circumstances more favourable for gaining real will begin to indulge in joking fits. You, see congregation, this is a peek from the inner workings of those fine psychological communities of past and present that we term 'schools' for lack of a better terminology. And, like those who were thus assembled prayed, so we must pray today. And we know that our prayers will be getting more and more sincerely innerly felt and lived. And I join you in the same prayer also, you may rest assured. Think of that junk, Elvis, or what was his name, how he uncontrollably laughed at the end. Such is instructive for us, but at the same not, I repeat, NOT something to be wished for. Higher energies are termed symbolically wine, maybe spirit from spiritus, indeed volatile like alcohol, and we want to be pleasantly warmed inside and relaxed and enabled for Work, certainly not relinquish all control like some goddamn fuckin drunkards, have you understood ye shitty punks, urgh, sorry.
Stand up now! Introduction is over, God be praised. Want to know why people piss from fear and hiss from hate when they meet you, as with many of you is repeatedly the case, just like repeatedly is happening that this surprises you? Which last, by the way, SHOULDN'T happen. Please, don't take it personally. That would be very undesirable for everybody, you first. The person usually is not guilty of anything whatsoever. Second, don't for goddamn sake imagine you are somthing special or have some extraordinary powers. Such is most probably simply NOT the case. What, then is causing these events? Very simple true answer is that it is because you are unto something REAL. Not necessarily GRAND or HIGH or BEAUTIFUL. If you really are of course only you can tell but don't deceive yourself with some false humility or something. This whole business QUITE outside these categories of humbleness or pride. You are onto it or you are not, and that's it. And in case you are, which only you can tell, you are determinded to get some new knowledge and new understanding and new being even, and NEW means simply something which by NO MEANS you knew until now. Which said knowledge etc. is going to, I'm sorry to say, partly going to become part of you through new experiences. Work is real. That is it.
This is not German ersatz. This is to let your attention solve some part of 'em puzzling uncertainties in case you got 'em, but also to remind us at the beginning of this our new fantastic fabulous work service in our absolutly gorgeous new chapel, thank you for your donations and years of work, brethren, to remind us that the Work is real, that it is esoteric christianity. This reminder, as you have noticed, influences you in two ways, it makes you more serious and sober and it makes you more energetic and joyful, because this is the only practical combination and because nothing else will do.
Let's take a look at what inner christianity has always brought to our attention through the designation "the world". Let us look at the ways of the world, then. Don't see much, but what do we see. We see, by the ways and methods which we were thought, how many individuals complain that their life is, as they say, "difficult". We then see these individuals in the next instant making next psychological movement and it is usually that of comparison. They compare what they take as yourself with the picture that life and world mirrors back at them. They something say something like, why, our life is so difficult, and life of others is not so difficult. Which, as you already guessed, is the root of envy. And, first, envy is a very powerful thing and not to be underestimated. But, secondly, it is not good for you if you wish to Work. These last two statements do, as it were, give the outline of this business. Ever and again miscomprehensions creep into this and it was necessary to paint of this problem before your mental eye in a most distinct and unambiguous way again.
We are primarily looking for means and methods of solving our problems and difficulties and we are told clearly in what way they are only to get aggravated. We are also thought how they are to get better. We are going to give you a short summary of how this can be done, which all of you already know but it never hurts to remind ourselves.
1. got to study the Work teaching & language. This business is accessible to everyone but not so easy thing to do. Those of us who've got some experience have become aware of certain 'trickiness' of this business - perhaps because of the sons of darkness deliberatingly stealing from our insight into real issues here. It is easy if you do it. If you do not do it, it becomes increasingly difficult. Generally, "I will read later" is a way to perdition in this respect. Though, you are your own boss with this, and you will have to be judicious, flexible, intelligent but also consistent.
2. you must not do it because you want to solve your problems or satisfy your greed for this or that etc. but because of genuine love and valuation for the Work, name it how you like. Secondary literature may be of use in this connection, as well as all the what is called maturity that can be gained from life experience. These things have to do with magentic centre also.
3. this last thing is not as difficult as it seems because the Work is very big and so connected with every aspect of general life that it is impossible to not become interested in it, if this is your will. Unfortunately, many people do not will it, and so they stay with their "oh yes, I can, surely I can".
4. it is more like you already have some pieces of gold and now you are going to gather them much more, they lie everywhere. It may also be that there is really alot of garbage mixed with this 'gold' which must now be differentiated, concentrated and separated and sorted out.
5. thus big repository of solid gold is formed. By that, nobody is getting poorer, and contrary to every law of economy, you can say, "we always profit" even if you have just lost everything or are as poor as a church mouse. Now, what is this treasure for? Well, you can now begin to do. If this is the Biblical treasure in heaven I don't know personally, I really don't know. But that such is a treasure where thiefs do not steal (and the robbers do not rob), this of course I know and so do you. I wonder, I wonder, if this is also the place where the murderers do not murder.
6. and so on. We can assume there is more, further stages, and the law of octaves assures us that there are further stages, or, in case of broken octaves, things go downward again
7. it is thus not necessary to expound on every aspect of the universe before we move on, practically I mean, and it is indeed impossible
Let us return to our problem. Life is difficult, an unfortunate 'I' sighs within us. This 'I' wanted to do but this 'I' was stopped, perhaps by what, without explanation, I will name 'malicious operators' which so abound everywhere and particularly where they should better not have abided, to their own detriment, essentially, but also to detriment of this 'I' which problem we now choose to examine more in detail. This 'I' then finds out that life is difficult, and that it is impossible to develop. You can not argue against such an 'I' succesfully as it has certain right to say what it says. Not right in the sense of justice but right that it is to certain extent real. But, one of the titles of those books that have shown the way to oh, so many of us that I now enjoy seeing gathered here - pray, congregation! -, speaks out almost the whole story in the very title, does it not, it says namely possible evolution, and it stresses possible. But you can see clearly that than this 'I' is only right inside certain madness. Because, please do the following exercise. Ask yourself, what worth would this life of ours have if it was not possible to develop?! Can you imagine it? No, of course you can't. Because it is unimaginable, you see. Life projects very strong form of hypnosis regarding these things. I won't go into it, partly because it's too horrible, but in general, what everybody can see is unimaginable, on condition that one cares to think for oneself, is called, please, listen, is called reality in general life. On the other hand, what the Work says is possible is decidedly called impossible in this same reality. Again, I'm not going to work it out. You may find out a thing or two for yourself even with these scarce indications. Now, back to the fact that life is unthinkable without what seems very special possibiity. Every living creature lives from this conscious or subconscious expectation as it were, from certain inner certainty perhaps having to do with the being-impulse of 'hope'. Thus we see half of the solution: this namely 'I' must have generalized, widened, projected certain frustration of this 'I's particular plans onto general impossibility of development. Which, as we have seen, is false even in its general meaning. Can we say something about special Work meaning in this case? Let me hear some of you, my standard of uprightness and my flower of quickened apprehension! Huh? What is the 'trick' regarding development? Right. Correct. NOW WHAT DID JUICY SAY? DID YOU ALL HEAR? Juicy say one has to look for understanding. Right. And you know why? Let us hear some of you... Oh, because this is the most powerful force...don't parrot this shit into my face. Tell us and say what you think. Ok, let's use what he says. Why is this understanding such powerful force, can anyone tell me? And what do you use to snatch your victory from the 'I' that you cannot defeat and you don't want to, of course, you just don't want them to convince you about something that is obvious madness? Plus don't forget, we are discussing this within the frames of the problem set forth just before: how do we trick impossible development so called into a possible one by certain byway 'trick' of understanding. There is a beautiful pale face hiding there. Beautiful pale face with much traces of the son of the darkness right under their deep eyes. I think it belongs to a... hacker. No doubt. Very many reference manuals late into the night, huh, miss hacker? Gives you sense of power, probably, now you can see the difference between an exe and a dll. Extraterrestrial knowledge which mortals cannot access, at least not without super-effort. Now such must be specially humble, others first, and they must hide in the back row. Miss, help us out of this confusion. External considering, you say? Let the thunder and lightning strike me if this is not something I had in mind also, would you believe? I somehow felt you would do it, thank you Paley or what is your name. So congregation, what is Paley saying? She adds a topstone, as it were. Listen what Paley and I have found out: if your life is difficult you have a privilege-without-quotes and you gain a really real opportunity to better understand those whose life is difficult. Thus you always gain. And you always profit. This is it, congregation. Now you can breathe. Because this 'I' and its grounds for infernal despair have gone. Not that you have destroyed this 'I' but you have won with this extraordinary power inherent in the Work and made accessible to you through the complicated and intelligent system of its ideas. And where do you get the ideas? It is torture for me to mention it so many times, but it's got to be done and God gives me the power, I think, in this special case: in books primarily. D'you know that ancient beautiful poem,
Look, great ruins of the ancient temple.
And what do you see in front, i.e. at the gate?
Library! sweet fruit of sweating brow of wise men
of old.
servant of the Work, truly hold, and is a big secret, which, lo I tell you now: throw these babies into water and see if they can swim. If they can, they are born survivors and they can continue education. I have personally tested whole trucks of newborn babes in this simple ingenuous fashion and what survived, survived. Subsequent education was therefore in vast majority of cases to be xpected to continue in ever greater enfoldment of mark rates and end in complete SUCCESS, personal, as well as carieral, sexual, social, cultural, ecological, spiritual, universal and workal, and so it did in hundred percent of cases that were tested and that are still closely inspected by the surprised parents, doctors, statesmen, writers and journalists; yes, journalists themselves, these cases are daily recorded in press of the day if you want to know, and people literally don't have anything better to talk about. I have long hesitated whether I should publish the results of my investigations or
But wait, there is one person which you don't know, Ouspensky he was called. He is a good example of genetically deformed personality. He has a job, a good job, and he says, this all lies, I don't want to do this anymore. And mind you what I say and what proves it: yes, you guessed: he comes from a heterosexual family. His views are backward, racist, girls together, boys together, conservative he was, terribly against new simple advanced units and grammar you know, perfecting of human breed - ideas, terrible, like nazis, and worse. He not interesting more than Stalin but there one exception, there you have an example of man who wants to do the Work and cannot because he is genetically deformed, while Stalin, IMO, not in the Work. O. is tragical figure, of sorts; he is like a man who says, I don't know, but I think, no, actually I'm quite sure that the whole science and mistery of the universe would become clear to our minds and order our lives and lives of plants and angels and all the different spirits of different orders in the great chain of being if we listened to and obeyed what one (voice up, cresc.) Other Person, namely the Pope, said, and it is wonderful in its simplicity: that the wife should be at home. This is it, congregation. I won't go into painstaking details regarding all this. And another miss that has to do the Closing Word for today is excusing herself as he has to do some urgent renovating business in her department, she says. Want to know what is miracle, congregation?! Miracle is that I, W.H., is talking to you
BLURP
And at the sound of my own name the sleep was interrupted and I woke up and I found that I was lying in my bed (I name this thing 'bed' and it really does look quite like 'bed', please, no offense, no identifying, no emotion, CALM DOWN FOR GODDAMN SAKE, C A L M D O W N I S A I D, hush, honey, gee, it's only a stupid movie you see, yes, with symphony in the background and all that, but gee don't get so upset) and the planet was called Earth and it was probably part of the system with one sun and some planets and there were probably some four or five or six continents and three or four oceans and, overall, it was very sad experience. Though, I must say, I felt LESS miserable than by all the standards I know I should have been. Which immediately connected in these morning associations with the strange remark that the Bible is mutilated but LESS so than it could have been expected. Which both, however on different scales, seemed to me to be phenomena of the same kind, of the same sort. And they seemed so in such powerful manner that I felt to exclaim in my soul and swear that everybody, no excuse, who's denying the reality of non-reality so called is shit to me even if such comes with divine status. But I didn't because I was always afraid to swear. You never hear even a curse coming out of my mouth and nowI should swear??? Next I felt strong very persuasive impulse lightning through the individualized parts of my overall oraganization that I will never permit myself to call 'hacker' somebody who has yet to learn to tell a right from a permission and who cannot quite discern between Muturola and moozarella and who has yet to get to know MOV and 128-bit VL bus and all that. And what is floppy disk and what is difference between software and hardware, as with some of these 'hackers' is actually the case. And even when they pass this severe testing I will be very careful if I do regard them as 'hackers'. Oh I forget one who was, as I recall, definitely a hacker, yes he was, and wore double absorption panties just in case he made too strong eye contact with the monitor. Because he then pissed and even shitted involuntarily (or maybe somewhat voluntarily, but how can you tell in such catastrophical cases) and double absorption panty prevented the catastrophe. He still got to call her mummy, I think, to switch off the monitor, which act was now beyond his powers, but the main catastrophe was succesfully prevented. Such, I said to myself, will not be named hackers within my system of ideas. And even if I have deeply in my soul, by means of conscientious, accurate observation, for ever established that the entity definitely deserves the appletation 'hacker' I will use entirely other criteria for determining if the entity in question has a single bit of respect or admiration of mine or whatever.
128-bit VL bus might be actualized like that. You hold the hacker TIGHTLY and say, I have no gold or silver to pay to have your Complete Registers from AX to IP ADDed together into Extended Memory or your BIOS overwritten with repeating nonaligning patterns. But what I have I offer, in 1st clock all your 64 teeth will be outside on the pavement, and in 2nd clock my leg-installed DirectX support will suddenly send all the 64 teeth that mainly populate the hills on the outside of your vagina proxima along same route. This is called 128-bit VL bus or also Str8Way superuser boot and by God, I don't know how it happens, but it CAN happen. The main thing is you don't want to instill fear in him. You just tell him what might happen. The imagination, of course, is triggered by impotent anger, and it is the kind of impotent wrath that positive heroes like to instill into black guys at the end of the films. Positive guys very much enjoy it, that's why such is called positive. You wouldn't believe how many such positive guys I know, I have known in my life. That alone should keep the black guys away.
The idea is, of course, that the imagination becomes more controlled; and if it doesn't want to be controlled, which is often the case, adding some TIC and philosophy, in short, reasoning to it as to reverse the flow of Jordan, and transform of negative emotion. From killing-soul-disposition to a bitter smile and you have won the set.
I think I have found the right tone. Not screaming like a congregation leader, and not writing a Diary of The Daily Shit. Talking quietly to myself, reminding myself of what I want to be reminded, but always speaking with someone who is 'reading' these things. A twist here, a turn there, some quoting without quotes (dangerous shit, this), some quotes where there's no quoting, a contradiction that for some reason is funny, a joke that isn't funny at all. Going back to teacher tone if I don't know how to put it. Here is what happened to me and here is the resulting lesson for you: you handle hackers this way:... (But this was written for those with backups. No backup, sorry...come to wrong place.)
Now that I woke up before the Closing Word could be heard I got to close this thing myself. Congregation, to this day consisting of one person which comes across as strangely dejavued, rise! Lift up your heart to the starry sky! (I would appreciate to be listened to when I speak, but, in this case I really do understand, and I do speak the truth when I say it, that congregation has to speak simultaneously with me and there is no other way.) Look at some object through your window. Do you think that another person in another part of the world seems the same object? Most probably not. But if you lift your eyes towards the night sky? That's another matter. Because many miles around your location every thousandful of persons seems precisely the same objects as you do, you see. It's like a symbol of a little secret, you see.