Initiation
and Antisemitism
Gazing at God from the Gutter
From: bryan miller
Date: Mon Mar 22, 2004 2:15 pm
Subject: When The Man Comes Around (was: Initiation and Antisemitism/Mel)
Engemi
wrote:
What interests me is that all over the
world people have become so used to being abused by sex, violence,
crime etc in films, and yet they place very high age restrictions
on this one, Did you perhaps discuss this? It seems that people
(viewers) couldn't take the ammount of severe abuse against the
Christ character shown in the film.
I am no big fan of Mel Gibson; his "Hamlet", imo, was
thoroughly disappointing - although I have to admire the guts
of anyone who attempts a Hamlet movie after the magnificent,
haunting, definitive Lawrence Olivier version.
I haven't seen The Passion yet, wary that
Mel will let me down again. I like, however, what I've heard
about the movie so far. I have nothing against the violence,
if this is the main criticism. It seems to me Mel is just keeping
it real, what is difficult, when the idea is still shocking for
many: that God was made flesh and suffered all that being flesh
entails. Religious mysteries are not exactly as some TV shows
would like you to believe, eh. What's the name of that one? Kissed
by an Angel? Bad touched by an angel? Can't ever remember. No,
I never watched it so I'm judging by the commercials only.
Talking about keeping it real, has anybody
listened to the amazing American Recording series by Johnny Cash,
produced by Rick Rubin?
"The Man Comes Around", the last
cd in the series, has this breathtaking description in its title
song of what exactly happens when, well, The Man Comes Around,
according to Johnny:
And I heard, as it were,
the noise of thunder:
One of the four beasts saying: "Come and see."
And I saw.
And behold, a white horse.
There's a man goin' 'round
takin' names.
An' he decides who to free and who to blame.
Everybody won't be treated all the same.
There'll be a golden ladder reaching down.
When the man comes around.
The hairs on your arm will
stand up.
At the terror in each sip and in each sup.
For you partake of that last offered cup,
Or disappear into the potter's ground.
When the man comes around.
Hear the trumpets, hear the
pipers.
One hundred million angels singin'.
Multitudes are marching to the big kettle drum.
Voices callin', voices cryin'.
Some are born an' some are dyin'.
It's Alpha's and Omega's Kingdom come.
And the whirlwind is in the
thorn tree.
The virgins are all trimming their wicks.
The whirlwind is in the thorn tree.
It's hard for thee to kick against the pricks.
Till Armageddon, no Shalam,
no Shalom.
Then the father hen will call his chickens home.
The wise men will bow down before the throne.
And at his feet they'll cast their golden crown.
When the man comes around.
Whoever is unjust, let him
be unjust still.
Whoever is righteous, let him be righteous still.
Whoever is filthy, let him be filthy still.
Listen to the words long written down,
When the man comes around.
Hear the trumpets, hear the
pipers.
One hundred million angels singin'.
Multitudes are marchin' to the big kettle drum.
Voices callin', voices cryin'.
Some are born an' some are dyin'.
It's Alpha's and Omega's Kingdom come.
And the whirlwind is in the
thorn tree.
The virgins are all trimming their wicks.
The whirlwind is in the thorn tree.
It's hard for thee to kick against the pricks.
In measured hundredweight
and penny pound.
When the man comes around.
And I heard a voice in
the midst of the four beasts,
And I looked and behold: a pale horse.
And his name, that sat on him, was Death.
And Hell follwed with him.
Bryan
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From: bryan miller
Date: Tue Mar 23, 2004 1:54 pm
Subject: Gazing at God from the gutter (was: When the Man Comes
Around)
dottie zold wrote:
Bryan,
Thanks for sharing this great piece by
Jonny Cash. I had no idea he spoke on such things as I don't
think I have ever heard a song of his. But then again I just
began listening to Dylan after all the posts in the past
Dottie,
I also discovered Johnny Cash relatively recently.
And it was by chance that I started my acquaintance with him
through his later work.
Although his earlier and most popular songs
are certainly inspired and very easy to humm to they wouldn't
have prepared me for the awe-inspiring experience his last works
provide. In my opinion, these are undoubtedly his best for they
finally reveal the man and his talent purely and entirely.
A very spiritual person, he spent his life
battling his many personal demons. He was a man "whose gaze,
even from the gutter, has been directed to God;" "a
man equally familiar with devils (his own) and angels".
Just a couple of internet quotes I found in a random search.
Bryan
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From: Tarjei Straume
Date: Wed Mar 24, 2004 12:48 am
Subject: Re: [anthroposophy_tomorrow] Gazing at God from the
gutter (was: When the Man Comes Around)
Johnny Cash? Well, my absolute favorite of
his is:
"San Quentin"
San Quentin, you've been livin'
hell to me
You've hosted me since nineteen sixty three
I've seen 'em come and go and I've seen them die
And long ago I stopped askin' why
San Quentin, I hate every
inch of you.
You've cut me and have scarred me thru an' thru.
And I'll walk out a wiser weaker man;
Mister Congressman why can't you understand.
San Quentin, what good do
you think you do?
Do you think I'll be different when you're through?
You bent my heart and mind and you may my soul,
And your stone walls turn my blood a little cold.
San Quentin, may you rot and
burn in hell.
May your walls fall and may I live to tell.
May all the world forget you ever stood.
And may all the world regret you did no good.
San Quentin, you've been livin'
hell to me.
Tarjei
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From: bryan miller
Date: Mon Mar 29, 2004 6:36 am
Subject: Re: Gazing at God from the gutter (was: When the Man
Comes Around)
--- , Tarjei Straume wrote:
Johnny Cash? Well, my absolute favorite
of his is:
"San Quentin"
Hey, I didn't know this one. Great lyrics. Just by way of contrast,
here goes "The Cowboy Prayer", which Johnny Cash recorded
in his last cd:
A COWBOY'S PRAYER
(author: Anonymous)
Lord, I've never lived where churches grow
I loved creation better as it stood
That day you finished it so long ago
And looked upon your work and called it good
I know that others find you in the light
That sifted down through tinted window panes
And yet I seem to feel you near tonight
In this dim, quiet starlight on the plains
I thank you, Lord, that I'm placed so well
That you've made my freedom so complete
That I'm no slave to whistle, clock or bell
Nor weak eyed prisoner of Wall or Street
Just let me live my life as I've begun
And give me work that's open to the sky
Make me a partner of the wind and sun
And I won't ask a life that's soft or high
Let me be easy on the man that's down
Let me be square and generous with all
I'm careless sometimes, Lord, when I'm in town
But never let them say I'm mean or small
Make me as big and open as the plains
And honest as the horse between my knees
Clean as a wind that blows behind the rains
Free as the hawk that circles down the breeze
Forgive me, Lord, if sometimes I forget
You know about the reasons that are hid
You understand the things that gall or fret
Well, you knew me better than my mother did
Just keep an eye on all that's done or said
And right me sometimes when I turn aside
And guide me on that long, dim trail ahead
That stretched upward toward the great divide.
Bryan
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From: holderlin66
Date: Mon Mar 29, 2004 9:18 am
Subject: Gazing at God/Cowboy Prayer
Bradford to Bryan;
Bryan added this incredible Johnny Cash gem
which leads to very powerful understanding. Stunning as it captures
a mood. When ever I have discussed the Native American Soul condition,
I have tried to show exactly what a Red Man and Saturn Soul framework
was experienced as. Why it was considered a Saturn Soul experience.
I have called the Native American, Red Man, Saturn soul experience,
minimalism.
The Saturn Soul Condition of the Native Americans
saw the spread of the creation, brother animal, sister tree,
as part of the worship of a vast outdoor, pristine and manifest
Temple. The Native American did not need to create a physical
structure to worship in. They needed no dark cloth preacher to
pound dogma down their throats. They knew the experience in the
Temple of the ever giving God. For the Cowboy or the Native American,
the vast moods of the Earth, were mighty words in the holy script.
All true and all written with more clarity than the brain, but
felt in the intimacy of wisdom.
When we study Saturn Red Man Soul standpoint,
there is of course that wonderful Saturn like picture of the
Native American Warrior, on his horse overlooking a cliff...
the weary horse with its head and neck hung to the ground. The
Native American's buried their dead so that they were on stilts
exposed to the elements, not shut away in the ground. They considered
that giving back the body and food that we wore, was part of
the ecological and spiritual exchange, not hoarding the body,
sealing it in some locked steel vault. Rather lifting the elemental
forces to freedom, back to the elements from which we had condensed
and borrowed our karma as we condensed our muscles into our journey
of karma.
When we take into consideration the Saturn
Condition of the Red Man, we can truly contrast how the vast
Outdoor becomes the vast Interior in the Germanic Thinking Capacity
where the I AM arose as a vast infinite 'Brave New World'. The
greatest public figure to explore this Brave New World is none
other than Rudolf Steiner. This Germanic Capacity, this ability
the Germanic Soul had in the I AM, of cognition, appeared in
the dark intense polarity of the will. When cognition and Idealism
is re-routed down into the body and will it becomes subject to
the intense polarity of the I AM region of Idealism. When idealism
is suppressed it is sent into the will and the Power region of
Ahriman. Re-directed capacity becomes failed grasp of Ideals
and shatters an entire nation. Brotherhood in Idealism and Thought
is reduced to Racism in the blood and will.
So for the mature students of the Michael
School, the ability of the Native American and the Cowboy to
understand the minimalism of not adding one thing, as Nomads,
to the pristine beauty of the language of Nature, as religion,
as act, as consecration, was a stunning Saturn experience which
gave way as Nature receded. Now comes the clutter of mankind
and the invasion of civilization, which would no longer give
to humanity the outward escape, and this forced humanity to enter
into the region of the Divine and I AM cognition. Or continue
to thrust Idealism into failed concepts of racism. You see how
this study reflect real directions that Idealism is forced to
go when it is not used with honesty and greatness of soul, but
is thrust into the will?
Now, at this point, to review - Saturn and
Red Man Native American Nature mysticism recedes and I AM Cognition
arises. The world is impacted by the shift into the I AM region
that Steiner brought in with the Michael School. In this region
we gain reverance, depth and ability to see the mighty landscape
of the karma of each other. It should have been noted, and it
couldn't escaped notice, that Tarjei's mother was in the very
Nazi prison that Tarjei eventually went to. That his Father worked
for the Underground movement. This extended Karma and the beginning
to see the inward vistas of the Gods, Nature, and the Karma of
individuals, is the awakening of the mighty force of the I AM,
as cognition grows. We are inwardly called to be caretakers of
nature, modified as we expand the Hamlet inner world of the I
Am to the vista of the ALL Encompassing.
Failure to learn to see these things reflects
slumbering and lamed thinking capacities.
A COWBOY'S PRAYER
(author: Anonymous)
Lord, I've never lived
where churches grow
I loved creation better as it stood
That day you finished it so long ago
And looked upon your work and called it good
I know that others find you in the light
That sifted down through tinted window panes
And yet I seem to feel you near tonight
In this dim, quiet starlight on the plains
I thank you, Lord, that I'm placed so well
That you've made my freedom so complete
That I'm no slave to whistle, clock or bell
Nor weak eyed prisoner of Wall or Street
Just let me live my life as I've begun
And give me work that's open to the sky
Make me a partner of the wind and sun
And I won't ask a life that's soft or high
Let me be easy on the man that's down
Let me be square and generous with all
I'm careless sometimes, Lord, when I'm in town
But never let them say I'm mean or small
Make me as big and open as the plains
And honest as the horse between my knees
Clean as a wind that blows behind the rains
Free as the hawk that circles down the breeze
Forgive me, Lord, if sometimes I forget
You know about the reasons that are hid
You understand the things that gall or fret
Well, you knew me better than my mother did
Just keep an eye on all that's done or said
And right me sometimes when I turn aside
And guide me on that long, dim trail ahead
That stretched upward toward the great divide.
Bryan
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From: zapdingo
Date: Mon Mar 29, 2004 1:11 pm
Subject: Re: Gazing at God/Cowboy Prayer
Bradford,
Interesting reading, my friend, thanks.
I have to correct something I said: Johnny
Cash recorded A Cowboy's Prayer, whose authorship is unknown,
not in his last cd ("The Man Comes Around") but in
the cd entitled simply "Johnny Cash", from the American
Recording series.
Bryan
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