What Must Be

Go back to the mythic Source, to the world-navel at the human dawn, to the simple essential, the necessary only.  And rewrite the original instructions in the light of what we now know-- Ecology and Ecocatastrophe.  Then we can come back a new kind of hominid with a new God-- the Man who must be, the God who must be, in the time of Ecocatastrophe.

Believe as you must, believe so you may be as you must.  Choose to believe in this Man and his God who must be.  If we must choose instead of being chosen, it now matters not.  If God does not speak, or appear, or act, you must do your best, do what you can to manifest him according to your own lights, your reason and intuition, to make idealogy and religion, simple and clear, ready for use, to which to be true.  Choose a purpose to your life, fit to circumstance, regardless what the world will say.  Make your life matter in this time of gathering doom.  Do what you can rather than nothing, from doubt.  Do what you can and make belief in it, for what must be.

Dys-order

It is better to be possessed by the Life-Daimon-- the Drygand-- than by the Machine-- the Searuvel. Better to become a menning than an android.

Life spontaneously forms order, the Machine dys-order-- a rationalization of everything that was free and vital, to become an artifice, a lie, an animate dead-thing, even if a cunning imitation of life.

Humans must accept the limitations of biological existence, refrain from trying to be God, which ends in becoming instead the Machine-- Dys-order, a rigid order that exerts tyrannical intervention to fit everything to a total control-system.

Out-evolved

Our modern hi-tech world has been created by madmen who believe in nothing, because nothing is sacred to them, and everything is permitted to them.  They dismiss the inner voice that says, "Don't go there!"  Their powerful minds, untrammeled by any fear of consequences, go where no mind has gone before, and they invent ever more intelligent machines just for the hell of it, because they can. Brave new world that has such people loose in it!  So these irresponsible genius nerds have trapped us in an endless ever-shortening cycle of technical revolution with completely unknowable future consequences.  So we cannot control our destiny.  The feeling is of falling into future oblivion.  It is certain, though, that machines are evolving faster than any biological organism could, to the point where they will become inconceivably smarter than even these nihilist geniuses could conceive.  It seems inevitable that the Terminator scenario will have to take place-- biological organisms will become obsolete-- perhaps to be preserved in zoos-- if the Machine (singular, of course) decides that would make a useful difference.  But I can't imagine that It would keep to any decision It had made, as Its intelligence goes into exponential Big Bang.

In medieval, pre-scientific times, dangerous geniuses like these would be put to death, by mandarins as well as prelates, I'd guess.  Perhaps these authorities knew something we have forgotten how to do. Perhaps they listened to the inner voice that says, "Don't go there!"

Yule Message: the Sacred Marriage

At Yule-tide we mark the Sacred Marriage of Man with God.  We re-take our vows, in the love-bliss-trance; re-live our mystical union with Feorgen Eco-God, in the love-bliss-trance.  With such love, a strong, sure marriage can be made to work.

The Menning is the child of the sacred Marriage of Man and God.

In the time when darkness most prevails, at Winter Solstice, Green Sun starts its rise, so to shine around the World, and Menning is got upon the World, to gestate strong and sure.  Holy Yule-tide.

Winter Equinox 2015 falls on Monday, December 21, at 11:48 PM EST.
Menning= ecological culture-civilization.

Metabiotics

Metaphysics (literally, 'beyond the physical/material')= the branch of philosophy dealing with abstract questions beyond the reach of science.

Biotic= of, relating to, or caused by living organisms.

Metabiotics= the branch of philosophy concerning the meaning of life on Earth, its intention, its mind, its being; the relation of mind and Nature in Being.

The Season

What is our ecological "niche," functionally, in the Biosphere?  It's what we do, as it affects the Biosphere.  What we do, our collective way of life, is all-important, and of course, the sum effect on the Biosphere of what we do is unspeakably evil.  But do we care?  Not enough to stop doing it.  And that is absolutely unbelievable, but true.  What our niche should be eludes my ability to imagine.  But before long, it seems, the circumstances we have conspired to engineer will obviate the moral necessity to mend our ways, to fit ourselves to the Biosphere, and a sort of made-by-humans "natural selection" will come into play to bring our species' brilliant career to a close. --Or might there be some slight possibility of hope for a less than "final solution" to the human problematique?  Perhaps, as it is the holiday season, we may be permitted some small hope.

Speciation

We are the ecological species that has emerged within the human population; genetically indistinguishable, but culturally evolved beyond it.  Our minds have speciated-- we find the minds and ways of humans incomprehensible.  But what characterizes our new species?  It is that we strive to keep the Ecocosm whole, however we can.

Byzen and Lode

The Byzen in the Lodestone is "the pattern that connects," that "heals the split" between man and Biosphere.  It was devised in the Wolken, nebulous biospheric Mind, and like a lattice-work of genetic instructions, it is the seed that grows the Lodestone, and after the Byzen had further flash-evolved in the brain-minds of the Twayne, and from there transformed the protean Alwight into the Drygand-- and thus the Wolken to Feorgen-- it was ready to be conferred on mankind, to transform them to Mennings, one by one.  The Lode is living, and can evolve, and it remains connected to its source-- now Feorgen-- by way of the Drygand, the mercurial intermediary between menning and Feorgen.  It manifests Ecological Self, and itself receives feedback from workers in situ.

Overman and Oversoul

Nietzche's Overman was a romantic rebel who creates new values and forges a new meaning for a world in confusion and crisis-- the archetypal culture-hero savior, the creative genius who changes the world.  That would be the Drygand.  And Feorgen would be the Oversoul.

The Necessary Outsider

The mercurial Drygand is the Daimon who waits outside the human order, in the reaches of the deep-chthonic and the wide-telluric, to intervene as necessary in the human mind, his compensating transformative wildness deftly effecting precisely the corrective feedback adjustment required for biospheric homeostasis when humans go wrong.  But in an entire world gone wrong, he is hard put to cope.  However, we can help.

Possessed By God

When Eco takes possession of one's mind, accept mastery by the Life-God's transcendent survival-drive, with consequent limitation of human prerogatives, and coordination of one's will with his Will.