In the early Nineties the Simpsons screamed onto our TV sets here in land of Eng. For many, things were never the same again. Dramatic, I know, but still valid as the concept of a cartoon for adults was groundbreaking. Not just this but, at the time there were only four channels from which you could pick and satellite was rare and thus one had to get the rich kid to dub an ep which would then hit the circuit. The writing was fantastic, the jokes – timeless – and the fact they packed so many of them into a clip was intense and beyond the strength of product to which we’d become accustomed. Truly, they were simpler times…
Nowadays, however, the concept is a dime a dozen, the amount of information people swim in makes oceans seem thin and that what was once new and original is a worn out shadow of its former self that imitates instead of setting trends as its overran by competition as well as being hollowed out from within. That, in a nutshell, is exactly how I feel about religion because I do believe that what the prophets themselves served and pitched in comparison to whats pushed from the pulpit via tax exempt business models is the same as what went down with Matt Groening’s concept. How do you like them lemons? I mean, apples.
Why do I think this? Simple. The world in which we live is testament to the fact that was sold and pitched as a tool for unification and to uplift became the main cause of conflict and division. Not just with others but even those like themselves. Go ahead, find me a faith that hasn’t fragmented with cliques at each other necks in a spiritual Game of “He said.. She said”. Granted, a lot of people don’t want to hear this and I’m not here to tread on anyones beliefs but life has became so myopic and fragmented that we, as a collective, are like those folk that drove off cliffs just because the GPS said. That, if you think about it, is a damning statement about how people can be convinced to override their own awareness at the behest of external things. Chilling, isn’t it? Its often said that men can and will do the worst evil, without thinking, if they’re certain the cause is righteous. There is an example here I really wish to spit but it would cause quite a dramatic reaction that would derail the rest of this article so I’ll save it for somewhere else. I will say this, however:
When the perspective was reality tested with a congregation that would make the United Colors of Benetton seem tame in comparison it sparked a crazy amount of discussion that bought some interesting things to the table in terms of superstition and conjuring mixed in with folk wisdom and expectations. Back on trend:
How many ever stop to comprehend that both sides of the conflict are nigh on identical or of the manipulation that kicks? One of the best things to come out of these isolated pockets of culture that built their own ecosystem has to be the food. Both that which you eat and what the poetic traditions bring to the table as many verses came, waxing lyrical, about their own being and sights they’d seen. I too have my own take on this and its something that was once Known well in this realm before power hungry maniacs wrestled control and the helm in order to become gods among men. Ready?
We are God. Note the capital? Now, for many reading, that seems uber blasphemous and downright ridiculous but when you consider my model works on the basis that consciousness is all there is and that, in, during and at the end, is what makes us human then its makes perfect sense. Its also something one can reality test, at will, because the worlds the mind creates whilst resting in bed seem so real and authentic until one wakes into another kind of dream. Like a wheel within a wheel, yes? The prime mover and shaker of most faiths was union. Not tales of folks who did but ways to taste the cake your Self and gain gnosis as this brings liberation from the Game we’re playing using our Souls as credits. What does that have to do with the Simpsons? Everything. Nothing. Check this:
Off rip it had a team of the most elite writers behind it and their process was intense as the product was refined and pruned until it kicked like a mule and had you fiending for seconds. Go and look at any early clips and you’ll note there were often a handful of jokes packed in to a few minutes and that was totally unheard of back then. That is, I suspect, exactly what religion bought to the table. I briefly spoke on a kid from the bricks that was a real life Otto Man as he liked to bang his head, score with chicks and stayed drunk on the weekends as well as getting high as a giraffes genitals whenever possible. Then things flipped. He headed for the hills of Tibet in search of the temple hash of legend and found a monk instead that said:
“We’ve been waiting for you. Welcome back, old friend“.
Cue a swift immersion in meditation and psychedelics which was bang on trend for him as he was something of a shrooming legend and the man without a mission had found what he didn’t know he was seeking and took to it like water and fish. Or nuts and gum. Emancipation. Its a funny old thing as, outside of this sect, the use of mind altering substances in the origin of this tradition had been struck from the record leaving, in my opinion, people spinning empty water wheels as they delude themselves they’re progressing via social gaslighting and merry making. Not saying it can’t be done without because it can and some will because even back when these things were guarded as a man would take the regular steps and learn how to become Centered in Self then do the same whilst tripping before bringing back information that was then applied to his day to day as a process of refinement. Eventually one becomes so familiar with the internal states and shifting thats its akin to driving a manual engine with clutch and the rest. This is why most people run around with their mental engine screaming in first as they don’t click there are other options. Or like a modern kid watching Simpsons and thinking its a rip of Family Guy or something else. Get my drift?
Jesus, the most high, definitely bears more than an imprint of this as the whole “Take this as my body and this as the red liquid substance you ingest” makes a load more sense when you flip an amanita muscaria mushroom into the mix as its cap would get wet and leave a drink that made you trip as it filtered into the blood you possess whilst the dried head, once digested, unleashed the full trip via the seeing of visions. Burning bushes and the rest make a heck of lot more sense with this addition as well as Ezekeils “bitter scrolls” of revelation that showed wheels within wheels and all manner of strange things as the spirit descended upon him and lifted his consciousness.
The ancient Vedas are packed to the gills with references to a drink of the gods they called Soma which they sipped most frequent to keep their mood and vibration elevated at a time the world was sinking from one stage to the next. This mystery shrub has been called many things in the quest to find it ranging from a certain shroom, now extinct, to a cannabis and ephedra mix but I’d place my bet on Peganum Harmala being the culprit that got them wrecked off their tits, back when. Curiously its an antiparasitic with MAO inhibition thats of interest as, on another continent, this same thing is what gave rise to the brew of legend – Ayahuasca.
As you can now probably tell this is the missing component that was expunged from the record and will soon be making a comeback for Techno Sapiens, a few years hence, as their low level implanted tech will release drip feeds of natural psychedelics which will have the collective set adrift on engineered bliss as we extend back up the wheel of time and toward unity consciousness. Round and round, round we go. Those that Know keep their cards close to their chest, made such things illegal and killed those native Shamans plus witches and the ilk so they could keep the plebs in the dark and feed them BS. Just like shrooms, eh? Ironic…
The Assassins were a sect of Muslims who tricked their members via a theatrical deception and some mighty strong cannabis (hence their name) to kill and fight to the death in name of religion upon which a paradise filled with virgins awaits them. Having had a glimpse with their own lids in an altered state of consciousness they were all in which, in the end, was quite ironic as the whole tale may just be a fib but what is for certain is that the sect of brethren known as the Sufis were not strangers to such trips and they practiced a different type of religion that led them to direct contact with the previously ineffable hence they were seen as infidels as the first order of business for the priest class is this:
Be the middleman. It keeps one tribe at the helm and the shekels rolling in as the money’s for nothing and checks are free. Especially if you’re in the biz of printing them…
Now, as I said, I’m not here to diss just paint a broader pic and you can even link drugs to the Santa Claus myth as well as Satan himself because, thinking about it, both are linked with hooves, cloven, the color red, can’t enter via the front entrance and promise all types of material riches as well as having a band of minions… Food for thought, yes? Back to the Simpsons:
When nothing but an empty shell is left that is driven forth by the sheer weight of tradition it becomes sacrosanct and beyond question. In our lifetime we’ve seen thirty five seasons and counting but no one who was around when the religious texts were penned could see what they are now. If they did, what do you think they’d have to say, in comparison? Most fans attest that after season nine the show rapidly went downhill with some, generously, saying it still had occasional glimmers of brilliance but the fact is there is now so much padding and little substance that its obvious the quality has shifted. But and still, someone must be watching it, yes?
What if, as I suspect, its everyday reality that is the hallucination and this false state of awareness is what the trips and scripts were meant to uplift as man gained back the heart brain coherence that modern tech attests kicks under the influence? Why, in that case one could swiftly draw the conclusion that we are, in effect, dead in a hell built on our own ignorance and that god, as accepted, is actually the devil. This is something the world as it is attests to, real well, but to those locked in a reality tunnel that is beyond questioning the implications are blasphemous and that voice in their head they Thunk is them simply can’t stomach it and thus proceeds to yell as they do what it says…
All in all this was a simple text to bring into perspective the kind of things I often kick over dinner tables at urban congregations as it brings all types of contributions in the spirit of discussion as one can quickly spot the trend of man to take a great thing and drive it into the pavement as they steadily rip off its wings and introduce all types of corruption which is nigh on invisible to those who weren’t around in the days of back when that feel halcyon in comparison and this ties in, real well, with the central hypothesis of Inner Sense to Adulteration aka why a child glows upon stepping in but swiftly dims after they’re enrolled in a camp of concentration and have an old OS poured into fresh heads which, if you think about, is a pretty strange way of doing things because the definition of insane is doing the same old thing and expecting different.
Till we meet again
