demons from beyond
A couple years ago as I was browsing the Barnes & Noble aisles here in Boulder, I came across a book that was just so whacked my mouth fell open. The System of Antichrist: Truth and Falsehood in Postmodernism & the New Age. Wow, huh?
At first I got all excited, like maybe I'd found the Rosetta Stone or something. It had it all. It was religious. It was arcane. It was creepy. But on further inspection, I decided that -- even for me -- it was just too goddam weird. I sighed and put it back on the shelf. So many ding-a-lings, so little time. But then about a week ago, I ran across the book again, and I looked a little deeper. It wasn't just the deeper look that did it, though. It was that, in the meantime, I'd gotten a whole lot better idea of what to look for. Because this time I'm like holy shit, this is about Traditionalism! Now, as you may recall, this is an area we've touched on several times before, often mentioning en passant the excellent book on the subject by Mark Sedgwick, Against the Modern World: Traditionalism and the Secret Intellectual History of the Twentieth Century. Traditionalism was founded by Réne Guénon, one of whose primary works was The Reign of Quantity & the Signs of the Times. And sure enough, both get top billing in The System of Antichrist. My pulse quickens, I can feel the planets aligning, the dots are beginning to connect themselves. Anyway, we're in the general ballpark of what Jung and a bunch of oddball alchemists he dug up called the sophia perennis, and what Aldous Huxley later called The Perennial Philosophy. This is very serious stuff, people. And the people who get into it get into it very seriously. Out the angels come. Oh yeah. But the cool part, the part I have broken my long silence here to tell you about, is a similar yet oh-so-different book by Charles Upton -- the same guy who wrote the Antichrist thing. And this other one is called Cracks in the Great Wall. You're guessing China, right? You're guessing maybe a little spackle. Well, guess again. Rather than spoil it by just telling you the subtitle, feast your peepers on this! This is way better than that half-assed Christians-on-steroids Left Behind series. It even draws a comment from the author of Inanna Returns (more about which in a second)... I am someone who has personally been involved with ET transmissions. I know far too many people who have received this deceptive confusion that cunningly enhances the frail egos of those who are simply sadly unaware of traditional metaphysics. It has taken me years of meditative introspection and the brilliant writings of Rene Guenon to understand the truth.
In 1990 while reading Zecharia Sitchin's book The Wars of Gods and Men, I began to have visions of Inanna's life. Her experiences as the great-granddaughter of Anu from the planet Nibiru came to life for me for a 6 month period. This book is metaphysical in nature and has nothing whatsoever to do with the mythological fantasies derived from the somewhat spurious translations of the cuneiform tablets. 'Inanna Returns' is about the colonization of this planet by a group of ETs, her family the Anunnaki.Now unless I miss my bet, the Anunnaki are the race of giant reptiles that have invaded our planet but are invisible to all but ex-BBC sportscaster and all-around anti-Semite David Icke. For, as the Wikipedia page about him informs us... In 1999, he published The Biggest Secret, in which he wrote that the secret world government consists of a race of reptilian humanoids known as the Babylonian Brotherhood, and that many prominent figures are, in fact, reptilian, including George W. Bush, Queen Elizabeth II, Kris Kristofferson, and Boxcar Willie.I'm not sure if I have all the details completely straight yet, but if you're bothered by extraterrestrial reptiles, or even just plain old UFOs, I guess the answer is Réne Guénon. By the way, It's funny how many of the books promoting Traditionalism neglect to mention it's second biggest cheerleader -- after Guénon himself, naturally. That would be Mircea Eliade's lifelong friend, the Italian arch-fascist Julius "I'm Not Really A Racist" Evola. We've also talked about Eliade and Evola here before. Tell you what, while you go check out all those links, I'm going to do a little more digging on Boxcar Willie. |
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