The following blogspots center on a variety of subjects, which I have initiated. You are invited to look and respond.

http://esoschronicles.blogspot.com/ Not-Violence main subject

http://melnaysjanis.blogspot.com/ Temple of Janis (John) site

http://the-not-voter.blogspot.com/ Arguments for systems change

http://the4thawakening.blogspot.com/ Sacrificial crisis in Latvia

http://oedipusrexrewritten.blogspot.com/ Oedipus Rex Rewritten

I suggest you look at the links imbedded in these blogs or at the end of the blog as an integral part of my argument.

The 4^th Awakening

31 The Whispers of Crazy Jane

© Eso Anton Benjamins

The debates over the great migrations of the European people of a thousand and more years ago are by no means over. Contrary to the map provided by the Wikipedia link above (great migrations), I keep an ear open to the arguments of Anatoly Fomenko. I quite admit to borrowing from both Scaligari's and Fomenko's chronological sketches and using these according to my intuition. I make no guarantees to myself or anyone else over the ultimate accuracy of my “picture”. Still, like most everyone else, I seek to discover a coherent scenery out of a present that I distrust.

I tend to accept Fomenko's thesis—more or less—that so-called “ancient Egypt” is a geographical area in the dessert straddling the Nile valley, which served as a cemetery for ancient kings, and that many of these kings came from about the Black Sea region, though not exclusively.

I also agree that there never was an “ancient” Jerusalem, but that there were many. These were more or less urban centers that served as sacrificial centers and, thus, were generetrixs of proto-modern societies. My logic is based on my own studies, given a liberal mixture of various readings, lately much contributed by Rene Gerard and his theory of the role sacrifice played in the creation of a community. Incidentally, I believe that Jerusalem is a cognate of Yaroslav, Jersika, and no doubt other yet to be discovered place names. The name arises from the name “lamb”, which is pronounced “yehrs” in Latvian. The other half of the name “salem” quite matches that of “slav”, the first lending itself to be interpreted as “peace”, the second as “holy” or “praise be”. The name of Jerusalem may contain a distant echo of the name “avis” (Ave!), sheep in Latvian, re Ram-ava, the “Ram” part possibly echoing to a distant “Jeru”. The English word “ram”, meaning a male sheep, as well as the act of butting through, and making way.

As for the city of Jerusalem as it is today, I am impressed by a map of about the time of Napoleon on which the city of Jerusalem does not appear. This map is probably an overlooked sample of the hundreds of maps that were burned along with books by the neo-Christian rewriters of history. As we know, the Arabs call Jerusalem as Al Quds. If the dry sands of the desert in Egypt were in fact the preferred burial ground for ancient kings, Al Quds may have served as a stopover point for those who transported the dead. The city may have served as much as a hospice as a trade center for spices much in demand by the embalmers trade. The embalmers’ magic was as if restoring the body of the dead to eternal life.

In any event, if the proto-Latvian Jersika (possibly a fort, a castle, a market) has its origins in a sacrificial center and if it still was that in the 13^th century, there are innumerable reasons why the Germanic invaders and the secularizing priests they supported wanted Jersika off the map. It is no secret that Bishop Albert hoped that he could turn Riga in a Jerusalem. Had he succeeded, perhaps he would have renamed it Star-ost.

The proto-Latvian Jersika-Jerusalem was effectively removed from the map around 1209 by Bishop Albert. The bishop sent into oblivion what may well have been a centre of Johns, an arch-Christian center. With it went  the left wing of Christianity (Krust + Jahni), which was founded on sacrifice. In came the right wing of Christianity. It facilitated the advance of the current secular age by eliminating sacrifice altogether.

If we follow this rough outline of history, then it is to be expected that the consequences of the elimination of sacrifice should bring society to its apocalyptic margins at which we find ourselves today. Girard calls it “sacrificial crisis”. As bankers rake in money right and left from the poor, Jesus, the Son of God, sits on his throne in heaven and wonders what name he went by among the living.

So, trying to help Jesus out a little, I now come back to Clever John and his visit to the Sun Mountain, the story I left several blogs behind. As we then saw, Clever John was not only making use of the gullibility of his brothers and having an adventure or two at their expense, but he was also ready to let Crazy Jane be killed as if it were no great matter—as long as it advanced his cause.

Meeting no serious obstacles, Clever John then decided to visit with the Sun Herself. He had, after all, fooled Crazy Jane and stolen a number of valuable aids from her: a ring, a neckerchief, two pair of the Devil’s boots; and, not least, he exchanged a horse for a cricket by taking advantage of his brothers’ gullibility.

However, his mother the Sun, gave Clever John his comeuppance. As soon as John came into Her garden atop Sun Mountain, She presented him with a coat of a brown bear. In the language of myth, this effectively turned Clever John into a bear. And if we remember something of ancient stories, a bear was the sacrificial scapegoat—right or wrong—of a community wronged and seeking someone to blame.

I am sorry to say that what remains of the fantastic tale which I have been attempting to reconstruct (some may say with too much creativity) is all down hill from now. If the first and second parts of the story was part of the Via Dolorosa of Clever John going up the mountain, we are now on the Via Dolorosa of Clever John going down.

The Story of Crazy Jane and Clever John, Part 3

(…story begins at blog 15),

Clever John rubbed the ring with the kerchief for all it was worth. For a long time nothing at all happened. Clever John was ready to throw the ring and kerchief away, when he saw right before his eyes Crazy Jane. She was not standing before him as if she had come at his bidding, but Clever John saw her emerge out of the fog of his own eyes, She stood in the Ahdere river and lifted and poured bucket after bucket of water in and out of the river.

“Oh dear!” exclaimed Clever John, “why did I not think of it before. Of course! Crazy Jane! I love her!”

Then Clever John explained to himself why it is that he loved Crazy Jane: “If I but put a sieve across the empty bottom of the bucket, Crazy Jane will soon collect me as much gold as I need and more. She will get me my Princess in no time at all.”

But by then Crazy Jane had caught up to her involuntary image and appeared before Clever John in person.

“I read your thoughts, Clever John,” said Crazy Jane, “and they are not good. Yes, there is gold in the river, but there is so little of it that it would take a thousand years for me to get as much as you need. You see, the gold sifts down to the bottom of the river from the thin golden film that the Sun lays across the Ahdere on sunny days. Besides, most of it is used up by Mother Death, who collects it to cover the dead with.”

“That is bad news,” said Clever John.

“Do not despair, Clever John,” said Crazy Jane, “there is another way if you only hand me back my father’s boots.”

(To be continued.)

Asterisks & Links of Interest

Unchanged Feature: What is reality, what is myth?

http://www.voltairenet.org/article167588.html

Changing Feature: In the preceding posts, I started a compilation of a series of video clips, which when seen as a linear sequence tell a story in a telling context. This is a continuous story. If it began in the past, now it is moving parallel to the day we live. Note what is happening around you. Put this clip as a tail to your blog http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FCctqbRrsBQ so others may see. The origin of this post is at http://the4thawakening.blogspot.com/ 

The following blogspots center on a variety of subjects, which I have initiated. You are invited to look and respond.

http://esoschronicles.blogspot.com/ Not-Violence main subject

http://melnaysjanis.blogspot.com/ Temple of Janis (John) site

http://the-not-voter.blogspot.com/ Arguments for systems change

http://the4thawakening.blogspot.com/ Sacrificial crisis in Latvia

http://oedipusrexrewritten.blogspot.com/ Oedipus Rex Rewritten

I suggest you look at the links imbedded in these blogs or at the end of the blog as an integral part of my argument.

The 4^th Awakening

30 How to Tie Tongue (3)

© Eso Anton Benjamins

Europe is now sixty-five years past when the “great” powers engaged in a suicidal war that devastated them, and devastated the small nations of Europe even more. The people emerged from that war with minced memes and were more than happy to settle on a steady job, be earning money, become consumers, and as long as the conditions of the “great” Marshall Plan of easy money (or unaware indebtedness) prevailed, they were ready to sleepwalk into the future under almost anyone’s leadership. As by some consensual meme, they went without looking into the pits were the lions, wolves, and gladiators were thrown after falling dead in the Coliseum.

Under the “great” Marshall Plan (U.S.) many nations lost their identity. However, some did not lose it, and this was because their survival was accidental. Latvia is one such accidental survivor. After World War II, Latvians were further dispersed both within and without their and Soviet borders; and the meme of the early twenty years of independence (the so-called presidents Chakste and Ulmanis years) was hung up by the Soviets to dry out whatever waters of history remained in it.

Certain tough sinews did not however dry out, but swelled up with life when the time had come for the Soviet Union to collapse. The trouble was that the moisture that filled the rejuvenated fibres found that the old meme of liberty had not kept up with the times. As a result, the reviving Latvian leadership failed to understand that an identity for a nation in the post-WW2 world is in an of itself fine, while an exclusively ethnic identity is not.

While the European West has not quite managed to overcome its ethnic and questionably ethnic history, it has overcome it sufficiently to begin thinking of expanding its consciousness. This is dramatically expressed in the invitation of the NATO countries for Russia to join them.

The difficulty is with the fact that behind NATO stands the U.S. Empire, and Russia is not about to succumb to the U.S. no matter how many NATO and U.S. rockets surround it. This is why from an idealistic point of view, the foreign policy of Latvia ought to be neutral until Europe discovers a way to resign from NATO and create its own military or Russia find a way to become part of a federation that includes NATO. While waiting in the neutral ether, Latvia and Latvians would be wise to reposition themselves as one collective.

Belonging to NATO encourages Latvia’s zionationalists (secular select ethnic nationalists) to wing it West and surrender their geo-strategic position (and their potential as a European capital) to the NATO military machine in return for EU highlighting the interests of post-Soviet-Latvian parliamentarian “natives”. As I have pointed out, native Latvians possess a very limited sense of their past at this time. That observation extends to most Latvians sixty years old and younger. If those older than sixty have an influence on those who come after them, they ought to tilt toward interpretations and perspectives of history not filtered through the view finder of Latvia circa 1918-1945. There are still many seventy years old and older, who may not wish to hear of this, nevertheless, this is precisely why I am pointing to the missing history proto-Latvians brought to self-consciousness by way of the Herrnhuters. To leave over a hundred years of history in a zionationalist hole hurts the truth, politics, and the nation.

Why were the Herrnhuters repressed? They came to proto-Latvia from deep within the West. They were of the West. They were not “oriental despots”. Was there something wrong with them?

Truth is that they carried with them a virus, and that virus was the same that arch-Latvians knew by way of the name of the Jersika (1209) and the world order that preceded the pre-Jersika era. In other words, a survivor of that distant era came from the West to link up with a meme of proto-Latvians who were still in possession of a similar meme going back to when Livonia was covered by forests. The Herrnhuters were an offspring of the (Jan) Hussites, who were offsprings of the Lollards in England (…was Robin Hood of the great Robin Wood perhaps one?), who were once linked to the people on French coast and through them to the lands of the Cathars and Bogomils.

Too far fetched? If so, we minimize the importance of proto-Latvians and the suffusion of their memory meme with the Herrnhuter meme. We continue to minimize and overlook our and Herrnhuter connection to Jersika, because we are forbidden to look that way by the political establishment still. I suggest that this is to the psychological distress of the proto-Latvian meme within us to this today.

The Baltic heirs of the Herrnhuters burned down a great number of German manors in Latvia’s Vidzeme region, once a Herrnhuter stronghold. While not many westernized Latvians sympathize with the Latvian soldiers who went Red and became Bolsheviks, their movement was of utmost earnestness, and we dismiss their earnestness to our peril. The short lived Iscolat Republic (founded December, 1917), led by the Bolshevik Fric Rozinsh, had not in any way dishonoured itself, though talk of the first signs of “red terror” are happily speculated on by historians oriented to the western way of thinking. What was of essence to the Herrnhuters (whether German or proto-Latvian origin) was to escape their explicitly unequal status vis a vis the Baltic Germans and their barons. That concern reflects back in my life to my great-great grandmother (1770-?), daughter of one who named himself “Liberts”, said daughter marrying one Gusts (= August = Au-just?) fathered by one Andžs (Aeinas?). In other words, liberty, equality are summoned in the fullness of their gifts, because their repression was and never is more than just tolerated.

Though it is unlikely that Latvia wants to preserve a zionationalist identity, the repressions of the memory meme of the people of Latvia (whether of Latvian, Russian, or other national origin) have not succeeded entirely. Latvians have preserved a distinct self-consciousness. The accidental location of Latvia at the geographical centre of Europe has helped in the preservation process, because the location facilitates the desire to stand out. The object of desire, the princess, is—quite reasonably—the ritual of Johns Eve on Midsummer, the arch-Christian ritual that celebrates the overcoming of the sacrificial crisis.

The loss of financial sovereignty and such accommodations as the human psyche may make if easy money is for the taking, has complicated and possibly makes it impossible to create an entity lacking in individuated national identities. Then again, paradoxically, the loss of financial sovereignty may help Latvians of all national and linguistic origins to regain their identity. To be sure such a heretofore repressed identity is unlikely to be supported by post-Herrnhuter supra (ethnic) nationalists and neo-Christian neo-capitalists.

Naked reality suggests that the language policy of the Latvian government is ill advised, if for no other reason than its ethnic population finds itself in a demographic death spiral. The nation cannot afford polarization of its citizens, and has to substitute its partidocratic parliamentary mind set (meme) with a nationalism of greater breadth than its elites have been willing to offer so far.

The Story of Crazy Jane and Clever John, Part 3 (…story begins at blog 15), in the next blog. Less the reader forget, we left Clever John despairing of discovering a pile of gold and, therefore, rubbing the ring he was given by Crazy Jane. He is hoping that the maid he had let the old witch kill, may yet come to his rescue. It is about a week after Johns Eve.

(To be continued.)

Asterisks & Links of Interest

Unchanged Feature: What is reality, what is myth?

http://www.voltairenet.org/article167588.html

Changing Feature: In the preceding posts, I started a compilation of a series of video clips, which when seen as a linear sequence tell a story in a telling context. This is a continuous story. If it began in the past, now it is moving parallel to the day we live. Note what is happening around you. Put this clip as a tail to your blog http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hNgjzGzFeB0&feature=related so others may see. The origin of this post is at http://the4thawakening.blogspot.com/