Shipwrecks and Desert islands
- When we were children, my little sister and I loved to play shipwrecks. Ag=
again we were shipwrecked at sea in the garden, with only a beam of wood or=
fragment of a raft to support us, we were tossed by gigantic waves, ever co=
the fathomless, living depths of moving water beneath, of the endless seasc=
around us. We never managed to salvage any food or sustenance, on the poin=
starving, were always in the utmost peril, especially from the skull and bo=
fallen Templar Fleet? into which we often inexplicably changed, and made on=
another walk the plank into another whirled.
Everywhere were sea serpents, mermaids and monsters, as well as giant =
and sharks. Neptune rode by on a pearled Chariot. Sometimes we swam for hun=
of miles, and came to deserted islands.
The Language of Happenings is read in the Gesture of Place.
In cartoon and comic we find the desert island, with a single palm tre=
e and a man
sitting under it. Both the shipwreck and the desert island are images of i=
Dry, deserted, yet the palm cries Hosanna! What is wrecked is eventually c=
upon the shore. Wreck, originally wrack means `what is driven' bourn not of=
volition, carried on a tide, castaway. "I would fain die a dry death. " =
Flotsam has always fascinated me, as have shorelines and shipwrecks =
utter change that the riches of destitution bestow.
Full fathom five thy father lies;
Of his bones are coral made;
Those are pearls that were his eyes:
Nothing of him that doth fade
But doth suffer a sea-change
Into something rich and strange.
(Also from the Tempest) The shipwrecked man in 'The Sorrows of Satan' was =
The shipwreck sea change we experience is from inorganic to organic, death =
to life, in
the bones that are coral made, living bone. Pearls, tears, the eyes born of=
irritation, suffering. Mary Magdalene owed her ability to see the Gardener =
to her tears.
Strange ( from extra-neus without, outside.) What was within is strangel=
our soulscape becomes environment, we live in the reality we have created. =
But it is
rich! We suffer the sea change, we allow it. This is the becoming of the B=
After in the infinity of the micro-moment Meanwhile.
Quote from `The Vacuum Answers' by Bridgeman Shuttleworth "Sometimes=
mid Atlantic the wind tears a rent in a cloudy sky. A liquid whirlpool for=
ms in the
mass of rushing waters, while the clouds seem to drop towards the ocean in =
shape of a cornucopia, with the sea rising in a peak to meet them. Suddenl=
common attraction, the two points meet, like the mouths of two lovers. A w=
is formed the wind sucks up the sea and the sea drinks the wind. A vorte=
x of air
and water forms a living column that moves giddily up above the angry waves=
as if by
uniting earth and sky, man is shewn by this energy interchange, an Almighty=
exchange and defeat of Gravity." End quote.
Bridge-Man Shuttle-Worth ? Shuttle weaving, bridge building.......who =
He speaks of horizon Mean-while etheric space. Where sky meets sea, b=
see. So lifted, by inner vortex, sunspaced, we are cast upon the Island des=
desert where we must become self supporting. The Little Prince By Antoin=
Saint-Exupery is a story of desert initiation.
Quote from The Little Prince -"I was surprised by suddenly understanding th=
mysterious radiance of the sands. When I was a little boy I lived in an old=
there was a legend that a treasure was buried in it somewhere. Of course, n=
o one was
ever able to find the treasure, perhaps no one even searched. But it cast a=
the whole house." End quote
What makes the desert magical, he explains, is that somewhere in the deser=
t there is
a well. A wellspring. The story is a tale of befriending, of meeting and =
sacrificing. So that the island is not isolating. We build the hut. We inv=
ite a friend
inside. Two or three are gathered.
Moving ever onwards, we now sail in the plastic ship of the silicon chip, =
shipwrecked see-man must now be self supporting, supportive of others, in t=
deserted death-desert of Ahrimanic isolation. We do not need to sink in su=
sea change. Fallen ethers too can be reformed and rise, etherised in the c=
man-kind, kindly, the dis-enchanted elemental beings bring new tales to tel=
for future heroes, sagas of the fall and the fallen, lifted now, redeemed a=
Christened. They too can sing the New Song. In gentleness are the fallen =
The silicon-chip-ship is a simulacrum Altar initiation coffin become t=
through a simulated cyber sea. This is the vessel of the ahrimanic initiati=
not by a self steering helmsman but remotely controlled, on auto-pilot. F=
mercifull ship-wreck will be salvaged the deep frozen music of the spheres,=
and harped, iced light formed images will melt in heart warmed waters, and =
life, abundant will be-come.
A great wealth of insight, and utterly unexpected poetry has blessed t=
and I for one, am deeply grateful. It gives me confidence as nothing else =
does in this
desert-land of tech-no-lies to know that a dear Troubadour friend Danny bri=
Mercurial words from the Mars sphere to delve deep into earthly mysteries, =
others, poetically vocal or deeply silent are in Place, all around the worl=
d, that the
Company of Friends will stand.