All things desire to return to a state of balance. The further out of balance a circumstance is forced, the more explosive this return to balance will eventually be.
Take, for example, our aversion to participation in violence in a personal level. This aversion comes from a good place, of course, but through our endeavors to remove violence wholesale from the human experience, we have outsourced it instead to machines or otherwise have distributed the responsibility over a wide enough body of individuals that its weight is never felt by the human soul. In these circumstances, unspeakable evil is now possible – things which were unthinkable when warriors faced each other on the field. Now, instead, someone presses a button and a drone blows up a hospital.
Because we were too afraid to pick up swords, we now point Apocalypse at one another.
I've been thinking lately that there should be an organization for men, or possibly co-ed (but I am not sure about this), structured like an order of knighthood, that helps them surpass the limits imposed upon them both from within and without by post/modernism. Something like “The Order of the White Dragon” seems appropriate.
Knightly vows would be taken, of course, and it would probably operate something like the Masons or the Knights of Columbus, but members would be expected to train physically, mentally and spiritually for the collapse of society, as well as in martial arts, shooting, hunting, survival, and in the skills necessary to maintain a (post-apocalyptic?) homestead.
We would also engage in thr study of important ancient texts and their meaning.
I know that as a son of Kali Yuga, the kind of structure this would impose upon my life would be very helpful.
I saw two broccoli-headed zoomer boys at the gym today wearing shirts that said something to the effect of “I survived self-centered millenial degeneracy and all I got was this lousy tee shirt.”
This exacerbated a feeling that has been growing within me for a couple years now: I think I hate (most) zoomers.
I think that by and large, zoomers are scared to get hurt. They seem to expect there to be some set of rules, that if they follow to the letter, will prevent any sort of hurt. There are no such guarantees in sexuality and love and this terrifies them into prudishness. “Traditional” mores, they think, will save them the heartache of “choosing wrong” or “wasting their time.” Any of us over 30 know this is laughable, but I understand where they're coming from.
Sexuality and love are terrifying. They are awesome in an almost Biblical sense. There are no guarantees in any of it, and that's what makes it so wonderful. There will be times you get your heart shattered into a million pieces. There will be times you feel used, or gross, or as if you have used others. These are simply things we deal with, and grow from. These are definitely things we need to deal with if we are to have any amount of sexual or romantic freedom in this life. In my opinion, freedom is worth the risk of being hurt, in most if not all things.
Obviously freedom includes those who choose differently than I do, including those who choose prudishness. I respect this.
I just worry that all our young people are throwing the baby out with the bathwater here, and also creating an environment that discourages people from exercising said freedom. Zoomers seem disturbingly conservative in many ways that I think are kind of dumb, and very liberal in other ways I think are equally dumb.
Oh well. People hated us too when we were that age. Maybe it will just pass. Maybe not.
I often lament my inability to “fit in” with either of the major circlejerks, but maybe this is a good thing. It means I never stopped thinking for myself.
Most people engage in just enough independent thought to decide which circlejerk they like, then immediately outsource their opinions to the groupthink. All thought terminates, and they slump into the rut they will occupy for the rest of their lives.
I never stop thinking, really, so I don't know if I'll ever have a permanent ideological home.
Meditation can be a funny thing. Sometimes it simply refuses to come and the mind remains clouded and busy. Sometimes it comes easily. There are so many variables.
A few weeks ago, I was able to induce a psychedelic experience through kasina meditation alone. This week, I can barely induce a meditative state at all. I think I need to change something.
However, it can be difficult to figure out exactly what needs changing...
I can't be the only one who sees that the internet (or at least the surface of it) has become... useless, am I? Almost everything that made the internet great 15 or 20 years ago is just gone (with the possible exception of YouTube).
Lately I've been missing how Tumblr used to be, and even though Tumblr is still around, it isn't the same important place it once was. Even once indispensible tools like Facebook have been stripped of any and all usefulness they once had. Search engines suck now, forums are empty...
Lately I've been doing a lot of thinking about the tripartite soul and its constituent parts. I know the tripartite soul is common in Platonic theory, but I'm referring to a slightly different theory of the parts of the soul. Someone recently explained it to me as consisting of a higher self, who represents our ideals and greatest potential, a lower self which represents the human animal and all its associated appetites and lusts, and a “middle self” which represents our earthly form and joins the other two.
This reminds me of the Jungian metaphor of the tree, with its boughs in Heaven and its roots in Hell. I think it's something of a mirror. Great people are capable of great good and great evil. Often, they are paired. There is great unity in opposites, in many places.
In many Indo-European spiritualities, these different parts of the soul behave differently after the death of the individual (including in Platonism). The higher soul is often the only part which can reincarnate, as the lower soul has no function without the body, and the middle soul has no function without the lower soul.
Somewhere in Evola's Introduction to Magic he also makes reference to a “psychic corpse” which behaves often quite like a physical one, and that this is what most people are experiencing when they talk of “ghosts” or “spirits.” It is the psyche of the deceased they are experiencing, though it no longer lives. It can still be seen, felt, etc. just like a physical corpse, but it is inert and dissipates and decomposes over time.