Wholehearted trinities

This:

Pornography

“Sacred” – scared more like

Profane

Feminism (reactionary to:)

Patriarchy

Matriarchy

Homosexuality/homophobia

Xenophobia

Heterophobia

All phobias

Guilt

Forgiveness

Duality And transcending it – blah blah blah

All are madness born of a flawed cosmology..

There is only the sacred whole

The triune in the I am

We created an unholy trinity and called it “holy.”

It has holes in it.

Wholehearted trinities are grounded in what is.

We have widespread prostate cancer because we don’t honor the orgasmic power of the prostate. We make it a dark place. And it is.

But it’s dark because of our projected guilt. Something wholly unnecessary and toxic. In every taboo there is a buried treasure.

It’s our fear that makes man into someone crucified on a cross. That finds his heaven in a world beyond the dualistic insanity we have made of our minds.

When you need perpetual help you have psychotherapists, you have missionaries preaching the gospel.

You have gurus and messiahs and perpetual confused pain not confronted at a depth that will heal the madness that creates it. You have teachers of god and churches and cults but no real culture.

You have:

– psychological inflation, high divorce rates – chronic misandry and misogyny. Fear of the awesome power of the masculine and of the muse and potency of the feminine.

– the search for highs (to escape the pain of the root issue), lows (to ground oneself in a wisdom – but we send our roots down into soils that don’t support because our management AND our mythology has been off)

– “god in heaven” escapism – rather than man, woman and child in their own realm balanced and sane – out of body experiences that escape into a sprouting spiritual ego that denies what is.

You have wheelchairs and crutches and pained sons and pained daughters blind to their unified family. Disavowed, disappointed, disassociated from their real power,….

From the real wholly sane trinity.

The we in the I am.

He

She

Creative children (allegorical and actual).

And all the religions of man – all of them – without exception except the tantric cults that didn’t bring that guilt into the garden

And all the -isms we have made excepting

Humanism

And

Pragmatism

And genuine

Dynamism

Are insane children of the sins/misperceptions of the drowning fathers and mothers and children of those dead and dying cosmologies, that have crippled us.

There is a way out of the dirges of the drowned son

“And Jesus was a sailor when he walked upon the water

And he spent a long time watching from his lonely wooden tower

And when he knew for certain only drowning men could see him

He said all men will be sailors then until the sea shall free them

But he himself was broken, long before the sky would open

Forsaken, almost human, he sank beneath your wisdom like a stone

And you want to travel with him, and you want to travel blind

And then you think maybe you’ll trust him

For he’s touched your perfect body with his mind.”

It’s time to stop drawing out the drowned man looking for his mad resurrection and insurrection- the inevitable children of crazed dualistic approaches to the I am. His mad medicine. His mad “sanity.”

It’s time for surrectiion. It’s time for swimming. It’s time for buoyancy.

“The schizophrenic crackup drowns in the water that the mystic swims in with delight.”

Joseph Campbell

There are only two paths –

Evasion:

The unholy trinity

God

Son

Holy Spigot

Or

Man

Woman

Creative child

– bound by the logos/deep common sense that informs all.

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