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> Mr Clarke: What is "Occult Exclusion"? Is there a science toA science? I don't get it. You want to be able to do it?
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> --- In firstname.lastname@example.org, "gaelman58"Stephan: In a reply to Dottie about the AS you wrote: "Now I made
> <gaelman58@y...> wrote:
> > Mr Clarke: What is "Occult Exclusion"? Is there a science to
> > it?...regards
> A science? I don't get it. You want to be able to do it?
the evaluation both that I have been occultly excluded from the
Society and that the Society is outwardly dead"...I wondered
what "occultly excluded" meant. How can the Society occultly exclude
- Delivered to your back door:
This is an impromptu, unrehearsed midnight parachute-sprinkle of Arakis
Spice, casual, float-down fixins' of undire reflection, metaphysical
exhale on which to set sail, which would be commentary upon Stehen's
wonderful and provocative and useful term:
The coining of such a well-coiled, homespun name itself,
being proof that, among the many more things in Heaven and on Earth,
than are dreamt of in Horatio's philosophy,
there are events going on,
call them Unlicensed Happenings,
capital "H", such as exist, robustly practiced,
alive, vibrant of thrive within the ongoing American Mysteries.
And these are Undercover Norns, who weave currents which recount what
lives beneath the threshold of staid European interest most
celestially-challenged in the area of flexibility, rhapsody, and
ideational volatility, because of which, envy becomes a spokesman,
implicitly blackballing the pursuit, the witnessing of forces as travel
the gold and silver and copper interstates that thread American
bedrock. And because the Tales of the Undercover Norns, being out of
European Interest's Earshot, out 'Third-ear-shot', rendering the
European deaf to, virtually stone-deaf to conscious ken or grasp or
pierce of forces, and prefer instead unsubtle 'Get-it-in-Writing', and
so with Handsome Engineering would dwarf access to uncuffed Mystical
Dialogue, these practice Occult Derision, which, if successful in its
noble redicule, becomes Occult Exclusion
............Say it again from yet another mansion of My Father's
House,.....Because, or so 'twould seem, thoughts of achieving,
initiating, participating in Alchemical Intercourse between a
fully-functioning Shaman and, tread lightly, Earlyfire, (let's just
write it between the lines): the 'Igneous Worlds' be unknown to them,
as it is said, seems, or so to us, perhaps to you too, 'twould seem to
them all an object of dread.
One should not try to over-articulate Mystery; wise to surmise that
for learning, hollows, the art of Remaining Unspoken is necessary: One
makes a place for the other, but refuses to fill it for them. One needs
above all else the Waldorf Dolls Faceless, else one hosts and hawks
such priced commodities as insults those who wish to aspire, who wish
to require of themselves that they explore on their own brave behalf,
for the sake of exploration alone, acknowledging the act of coming to
know as Infinite. Ok, use the word Infinite in a sentence: Infinitely
more valuable than obsession with and pursult of the fruits of
exploration, the development of "Other-Side Talents", A term with a
nice ring to it, "Other Side "Talents": For example, honoring
Threefolding, Cosmic Intelligence (Gleam of Wisdom), Cosmic Compassion
(In and Outflow of Inspiration), Cosmic Instinct (Aerobics of Courage,
Fiery Vulcan Will to glove what's above in what can withstand,
reformat, transform the Below) ).........
Occult Exclusion might be then looked at in a shirtsleeve, 99
cent-store, touchable context possessed of effective
first-hand-experience potency, as an esoteric equivalent of a more
secular other side of the tracks turn of phrase:
"You'll never work in this town again!"
It is rewarding to voice an almost classically mathematical verbal
expression, what might be defined as a "Pythagorean Ratio", which
expands, stretches a single idea into an imagination, and attempts to
coordinate a community of ideas, "dependent-on-each-other ideas" which
seamlessly interlock, which reflect aspects, and are facets of a single
undivided jewel, integral of scaffolding, which is to suggest, a
coherent network of interrelated, etherically-balanced percepts which
deserve, indeed, altogether require being seated, quorum-like at the
same round table and discussed together, co-voiced, and comprehended as
covalently bonded influence, components of an underlying unity. How
cool you burn upon my skin, how goodly are thy tents, how very aromatic
are thy benzine rings, O Israel.........
Thus, a Pythagorean Ratio:
Occult Exclusion is to an individual within a community
Occult Imprisonment (Or Quarantine) is to an idea within a philosophy,
or philosophy within a historical epoch
(Thinks further downstream:
not merely a separate idea, but more likely, more rewardingly
a tapestry, a weave of well-constellated ideas,
or even the entire bandwith of ideas associated with an esoteric
(the term, 'constellated', courtesy of C.G. Jung.)
Enter the peasant, for learning's not the franchise of the Learned,
Wisdom requires no credentialization, never the unbold smoke-filled
secrecy of a Ph.D.Trojan Horse gift-wrapped in well-marketed wooden
clothes to caress its highly-recommended way inside your city walls.
If one were spiritually-saavy enough to transcend the need for
Occult Exclusion, might, in a simpler age be referred to as a "Curse"
Tis, after all, but the simplest word, spiced with token or
more-than-token sorcery, simple as Martyr, simple, deadly as Salem,
Which, of course, implies, creates chagrin in those who need make the
world safe for fragility, who would insist upon wearing the orthodox,
authorized white lab coat and practice the Anthroposophical genre
called Spiritual Science, as a guarantee of remaining hygenic, free
from all unkempt mystery, from the careen of chaos, from having faith
For the AP society swarms with those will not book passage upon
Christopher Columbus's ships, enroute to the Guardian of the Threshold
off the ends of the safe, square world. But they brandish their
esoteric vocabulary like the blare of Schwartzeneggars, Stallones, Van
Dammes carbon-arc crisscrossed bulletbelts gleaming imperiously, with
sophisticated malice in the noonday sun, while reading "Blessed are the
pure in heart, for......" or was it,- I forget - , "Blessed are the
White lab coats, an allegorical term to describe perfectly defined,
done-deal concepts, autoclaved of all fuzzy logic, sporting approved,
honorable, MotorVehicle registered concepts all of them, all
innoculated, beyond the possibility of contracting the unreasonable,
the most unreasonable infection of "Superstition under the
fingernails." or wait. was it "Heisenberg's Uncertainty Principle".
Loopholes, loopholes everywhere......
Well, one can have Anthroposophical Study Groups where the roving,
restless fingers of the devout feel up the eight and a half by eleven
Rosary Beads, the well-gesamt-Ausgabe'd rebirth of the Sinai Tablets,
comprised of endless meticulously-footnoted IV drip of well-mileposted
paragraphs of "Der Docktor hat gesagt", bead by bead, nursing their
uncertainty back to health, with spikeless, creativity-free recycle,
exhuming the magic, making the world ever safer and safer from
authoring their own spiritual experience from beyond the box, beyond
the same-old, same-old wheelchair, Arthur's sword still in their stone,
committee scheduled to convene at the Kama Loka Town Hall...........
Are we bored yet? Van Gogh, paint by the numbers. Oh, what a good boy
am I, drive between the lines, the lines are your friend. Chicken
Little Anthroposophy, all right. but the real question, the one we're
not asking, is "Am I range-fed?"
So, on one hand, Tevye, the Fiddler on the Roof remarks, you have those
in love with dashboards, driving vehicles jewel-pocked in majestic
sweep of wondrous airplane dials and levers and programmable buttons,
pleasing, well-calibrated, well-documented exotic subtle controls, and
as they cruise their gliding way amidst spectacular landscapes, face
down below the windshield, then think "Soon, soon, soon, controls even
greater than these will be perfected, and given enough of them, they'll
become the psychic organs, the very green card itself to clairvoyantly
assume command, Epic Death Star in their Magnitude will be their
Perfection, go purchase all the TV stations on the continent, and
repeat a thousand times till autistic and rocking, we shall all by then
have acquired pilot's rights to commandeer, to commandeer, to
commandeer, whew! miraculous flying flagships on future Jupiter.
Science as Most Favored Religion.
Tevye, sticks out his other hand: And on the other hand, and what does
he see, what does he 'in-see": There are those who are possessed of no
instruments nor vocabulary whatever, our Beethoven's and Shakespeare's
and Joan of Arcs, who though Earlyfire suspects - don't hold him to
this - who are, by virtue of having been orphaned, Melchisedek-like
orphaned of agenda have, one faintly begins to suppose, on that account
alone become considered trustworthy for secrets, and so have acquired
language wherewith to converse with Unicorns upon which they, childlike
as a Devachan dweller, fly, and on these navigate the Expanse, and
witness the Lifted Places. And every word they use ends with either a
Question Mark, or an Exclamation Mark, or an ellipsis. The same
deathless gesture their gravestones will speak: "To be continued"
So what began this post, trying to unravel but a surface secret of
"metaphysical Blackballing", of Stephen Clarke's remarkable term,
"Occult Exclusion", in terms which not only a Jewelled and Incensed
Magi can embrace, but rather an UnSanhedrine'd Shepherd as well, has
unwittingly turned into a point of departure for revisiting an enigma,
and reopened wide to the stars, and deep to the core, the still
unanswered, the unanswerable, the altogether inconvenient challenge of
creating one of the greatest conversations of the Michaelic Era.
Michael in Saturn, Michael in the Sun. Christ on Saturn, Christ on Sun.
Similarities of redemption and differences in focus and intent.
Not to be Henry the Fifth, and assume the port of Mars, and look for a
cheap, a confrontative solution, that is to say, for war, but to Lend
the Christ, the Coordinator, to perfect, or, step down to enable, or,
if you've landed too low to do this, step down again, to promise
conversation between the tasks of the Unbroken Presence and Intimacy of
the Shaman and the Earth that is the Exalting Premordial Saturn
Mysteries of America. And this to contrast with the equal task of the
Solar Christ Mysteries which deal with and must heal the Separation,
the Fall-of-Man into manipulation and technology, and lead the European
Paradise-Exiled populations out of denial of the quintessential
Consciousness Soul need to emerge in perfect, "that-was-then" recovery
from a several thousand year old addiction to Gladatorial Fantasy, to
Boast-Worship, to Dominance-based Religion, graphic in the gesture of a
Sun-Hero abased into a Warlord, like soaring eagle of daylight to
crouching blacklit scorpion compressed.
Let the muse have the final say:
Saturn, the Food of Awe, Sun, the Ocean of Love. A dialogue between the
two and what into sold-separately mystery schools history, destiny her
favorite son, fate the shadow, the double of destiny did rend, we by
our own access to His, to Her Presence, now doubtless dare amend. And,
of course, in the foyer, more conversations, of Fallen Venus, Morning
Star, Eros blackmailed of Her Divinity, Cannibalized of all Innocence,
which men, who've raped her noble name and turned her Whore, have done
with their rage, awaiting Prince Charming. Any Takers?
And so we have come slowly to see, however blurry in outlines upon the
distance like the glimpse of faint low lying purple clouds heading west
across hundreds of miles of flatline Colorado, congeal to bladed rock
and spike of rise, and cloud turns rock. And we to surprise.
Come slowly to behold that AP and Michael align through acts of courage
of men, and so we must each of us turning from wannabe to wouldbe
warriors, must reformat our scope, move from fullscreen little AP
conference junkies, to Widescreen authors of deeds. For Michael is
widescreen, and if AP is to thrive, so also must, better, so also shall
For it is clear that manifestations of Imagination, Inspiration, and
Intuition must become predestined to become robust of influence,
radient of magnetism and buoyancy. Otherwise no chance there be to
survive in the ruinously dark, oblivious, cynical and nihilistic Mad
Max's Theater of social, intellectual and economic Gobi Desert, out
there in the Thunderdome Outback Wasteland. So with this, speaking for
himself, decides to relocate his money, his vocabulary, smuggling it
out under cover of dark, beyond the fragile oxygen tents of sumptuous
podiums and schools, and catered vanity, out beyond weatherproofed
places into Pound of Thunder, Crack of Lightning, Pelt of Rain. Donates
his starched white careful labcoat, and camouflages himself in humility
like the Nazarene before him, and in makeshift Good-Will Outlet
Thorn-Crown-Hand-me-Downs, exits the cathedrals of the priests, heading
west into the junkyards of the disturbed and confused, to do something
useful with anthroposophy.
And thus, grandchildren, the tale is told of how many an individual,
suffering Occult Exclusion at the hands of The Unawakened, and like
Teireseus, blinded to outer applause and the feedback of the world, and
the questionaires and the coupons and the judgments of men, wandered
the world upon the power of Our Guidance, pouring blessings out into
the dark, weaving the Garment of Days for Angels to see. For if it has
not yet been said, so let it be voiced, ere my leaves turn red and
litter the white frost with their exalting death prayers, "It is
impossible to silence a smile"
For which reason, the antidote to our story of woe, of disenfranchised
voices crying in the wilderness, - did you think it would not happen in
this age? - is
"I shall shower welcome upon ye
- Welcome All!"
For which non-reason, it is thought that every word of an initiate is
suffixed with an exclamation mark, or a question mark, or, much more
intriguing, more answerless than both, like what will be chiseled upon
his grave, or quietly scrolled in penciltrace upon her semblance of
Resting Place, an ellipsis . . . (to be continued)
All of this, much of this, some of this,
half starry kiss, half liquid dream,
Source its gusts fresh of swerve
deliver them now to the Land of Seem
In this thick let them land, grow tread and here grow quick,
It is said that what is writ, be first spoke
just as what's spoke now, once but danced.
Descend then now, for down we have glanced
Sport then no harm:
Though our charm were broke,
Our mystery's lanced.
Dracula's Mirrorside Review:
Acknowledgments to grants from the Shoreless Ones, Orpheus, William,
Ludwig, Merlin, Locksmiths all, who strumlike, turn sweet, charm young
the pintumblers that straight-jacket many an entrance to Plato's cave,
without whose unseen precious metals to lace our pauper's bedrock we,
with but little IQ to call our own, would bereft of glowing core would
gladly take full responsibility for such wind-spree as populates these
unpapered pages with crisscross'd fabric most outrageous,
which for all its throws, dire or sublime, wonder patched in lyric
seethe and solvent rhyme peeks in, sneaks in, wearing rags, and
unannounced, debuts in Prime Time. Even if not an appropriate measure,
'tis always a pleasure to release stern science, with all his well
mercator'd soul, send him forth indeed to fend for himself, here upon
the the blur and mercy of mapless streets of art to seek parole.
On Monday, September 5, 2005, at 12:00 PM, Stephen Clarke wrote:
> --- In email@example.com, "gaelman58"
> <gaelman58@y...> wrote:
>> Mr Clarke: What is "Occult Exclusion"? Is there a science to
> A science? I don't get it. You want to be able to do it?
"Fire, Air, Earth, Water welcomed him to this Mortal Meanwhile,
robed him in Rise of Flame, Braiding Air, in Grip of Earth, & Rippling
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> --- In email@example.com, "Stephen Clarke"When avoidance and denial is institutionalized - on the inner planes,
> <mozartg@y...> wrote:
> > --- In firstname.lastname@example.org, "gaelman58"
> > <gaelman58@y...> wrote:
> > > Mr Clarke: What is "Occult Exclusion"? Is there a science to
> > > it?...regards
> > A science? I don't get it. You want to be able to do it?
> > Stephen
> Stephan: In a reply to Dottie about the AS you wrote: "Now I made
> the evaluation both that I have been occultly excluded from the
> Society and that the Society is outwardly dead"...I wondered
> what "occultly excluded" meant. How can the Society occultly exclude
as will happen in an esoteric organization - then, when one tries to
go there, there will be obstruction. While this can be overcome,
provided one has the motivation and skill and persistence, it will be
a different set of skills and opportunites that is needed to deal with
it on a human-social level, where it is not valid to override the
intention of another, no matter how back-asswards it is. There are
such things as roadblocks that have been set up in the spiritual
worlds; some are for our own good, some are merely the creations of
human agenda - and aas for these, it makes little practical difference
if they are the result of conscious or unconscious effort.
Frequently, actually, the latter is more effective. Here we have the
egregor at work, doing its own thing while the people at the top of
the heirarchical food chain are merrily steering away, not realizing
that the wheel is not connected to the rudder.