Monday, September 25, 2006

Uh-Oh

Trouble on the water
Evil in the wall
Heat on the ceiling
And danger in the hall

Bad luck come a-knockin, it's a bad sign
Comin' cross the floor, slippin up from behind
Better run
run
run
run
run......

Better run for cover.

Hmmmmmn...........
Danger on the Stairs:painting by Pierre Roy

29 Comments:

Blogger Kadimiros said...

LOL! That image reminds me of a scene from one of the Harry Potter novels. My sister loves those stories, and got me to read them.

Serpent on the stairs. The feeling of wanting to climb up the tree of life and to grasp the golden apples, but feeling challenged by its guardian, all instinct and dangerous feeling. A job for a daring Herakles, who briefly endured as much as the weight of the world on his shoulders to bring them near, and then was clever enough to figure out how to trade the burden for the apples.

25/9/06 1:45 PM  
Blogger jm said...

More on Herc, if you could? The trade?

The feeling of wanting to climb up the tree of life and to grasp the golden apples, but feeling challenged by its guardian, all instinct and dangerous feeling.

You're not kidding.

So what purpose does the feeling of danger serve, considering its accuracy might be suspect?

And even if danger IS accurate, then what?

25/9/06 1:54 PM  
Anonymous Joe said...

jm, just in case you overlook it, I answered you in Whispering Wineglasses. Thanks! :o)

25/9/06 5:04 PM  
Blogger Kadimiros said...

Spiral stairs usually remind me of the tree of consciousness and the Eastern notion of the serpent energy that rises up the spine and moves through the brain.

To obtain the golden apples from the garden of the Hesperides, Herakles chose not to fight the guardian dragon, Ladon. (A tactic our turtle friends might applaud.)

The paradisical garden was owned by Atlas, who bore the world on his shoulders.

Herakles struck a bargain with Atlas. Herakles willingly endured the weight of the world on his shoulders, freeing Atlas. In return, Atlas approached the tree and collected the golden apples without incurring the dragon's wrath toward strangers.

Atlas, golden apples in hand, suggested that he could complete the task and deliver the apples himself. Herakles, again did not directly resist. Instead, he sounded an agreeable note, and said he would willingly do so if only he could place a pillow on his shoulder. Atlas held the world again only so that Herakles could fetch the pillow, but Herakles walked away with the golden apples.

Had Herakles avoided the burden, he would have faced the poison of the dragon. He was willing to endure its weight, because he knew it would not last.

In another story, Herakles did fight directly with a serpentine creature, the many-headed Hydra. He used fire to suppress the supernatural regeneration of its decapitated heads. Maybe this use of force and violence to control the creature of instinct and raw feeling was unwise. He collected the dead monster's poison for tipping his arrows, and his retaining it became his undoing.

"So what purpose does the feeling of danger serve, considering its accuracy might be suspect? And even if danger IS accurate, then what?"

P'raps it warns us to be "wise as serpents, and harmless as doves." ;-)

25/9/06 5:08 PM  
Blogger Kadimiros said...

The care of the world...or a war on terror.

25/9/06 7:53 PM  
Blogger jm said...

The spiral is also the DNA helix.

I wonder when man started building stairs. I guess the ladder preceded them. maybe up was a place of safety.

How does the war on terror figure into the story? It IS a story.

25/9/06 8:14 PM  
Blogger jm said...

So the danger is perceived. If extremely threatening, terror results. A war on terror? I always thought that was a splendid idea, but had my doubts as to its success. Some gains can be made. Triumph over phobia kind of proves this.

25/9/06 8:21 PM  
Blogger Kadimiros said...

I'm using it as a metaphor. For a nation, however incredibly strong, to share in the care of the world yields rewards that would otherwise only come at great cost. To make the world an ally of sorts, even though one must cope with everyone's tendencies to self-interest. The other approach is to appear self-interested (whether or not that is a true representation), to be defensive, offensive, and confrontational, feeding into cycles of negative actions and reactions. To dominate the world. This seems unsustainable.

25/9/06 8:24 PM  
Blogger jm said...

To dominate the world. This seems unsustainable.

It certainly is. domination is part of the game and yet written in the chip is the imposssibility. I suppose the struggle improves some sort of skill and that's the only reason I can see for it.

To make the world an ally of sorts

This is an excellent idea all the way around. As I venture out myself and see the ongoing immense imperfection, I'd like to see my birth and presence in the world as a cooperative effort. Very good thinking. I must allow the flaws. They're not mine per se. I do have mine, but they are unique and if I allow the world's dents and dings, the world will allow mine.
Yes. Good thought. Excellent.

25/9/06 8:32 PM  
Blogger Kadimiros said...

The kinds of stories depicted in media and entertainment don't help. Our entertainment dramas makes us seem worse than we really are to the world.

It is such a young country, isn't it. It's not just the U.S., either. Brash adolescents. Fortunately, these rough preadult stages don't last forever. :-) Sometimes, suffering is the grace that awakens us to life. It tells us where we've been clinging and attached to expectations that disserve us. Maybe Atlas should gently set the world down on the ground of his beloved garden of paradise, and see what happens.

27/9/06 9:05 AM  
Blogger jm said...

Maybe Atlas should gently set the world down on the ground of his beloved garden of paradise, and see what happens.

The astro indications are saying exactly this. Back ina sec to comment.

27/9/06 12:33 PM  
Blogger jm said...

The kinds of stories depicted in media and entertainment don't help. Our entertainment dramas makes us seem worse than we really are to the world.

A big concern for me. They are the myths of the time and are not painting a picture I want to look at.
Yet as bad as they are, the rest of the world covets our stories. It's an ugly mess.

I Just had a fascinating experience. I was looking at a history of postcards in this country. At the turn of the century they were delightful. In the 1950's they became dull, ugly, and uninteresting and remained that way the rest of the century. It was so obvious.

I think dropping the world for a moment and turning to a new cultural enrichment is due.

27/9/06 1:59 PM  
Blogger jm said...

must allow the flaws. They're not mine per se. I do have mine, but they are unique and if I allow the world's dents and dings, the world will allow mine.

And kj said

Which brings us back to beauty. :-)

This is my goal. To see the beauty out there and try to keep my focus on it. Turning away from the political ugliness has helped tremendously already. Now I'm looking at you. And pictures.

27/9/06 2:12 PM  
Blogger Kadimiros said...

"I think dropping the world for a moment and turning to a new cultural enrichment is due."

How amazing about the postcards.

We'll have more people who feel growth and vitality, have compassion and humor together, sending better postcards out into the world.

27/9/06 2:18 PM  
Blogger jm said...

Kad, the post card trip was something. It also reminds me how illuminating the overview and integration are.

I want to do more of this but the experience was entirely spontaneous. I was absolutely stunned and feel enlightened in the oddest way.

Life is full of intriguing surprises.

We'll have more people who feel growth and vitality, have compassion and humor together, sending better postcards out into the world.

I think we are sending the new postcards right now from here. This IS global, you know. And the reinforcement will bring the cosmic postman.

27/9/06 2:28 PM  
Blogger jm said...

OMG, kj. It really is happening. Thnks for this wonderful tidbit.

What a great decision you just made. I'm so glad you came here. Don't worry about your noods and timidity at times. Perfectly natural with 3 planets in Cancer.

27/9/06 3:01 PM  
Blogger jm said...

We live in such a materialistic society and our spiritual urges are underplayed if not invalidated. So I think we have to push on with this against the resistance, moreso now than ever.

A lot of the new age spirituality is fake and commercial, so it's difficult to find the real seekers. But they're always around. Not making much noise, usually.
I think they are being called into action now.

27/9/06 3:09 PM  
Blogger jm said...

I LOVE THAT SONG!!!!!!

Esecially the line, 'when the Northern Lights perform.'

JM, my world is very concrete

Your Taurus rising. The world of the physical senses.

Moon in Cancer is so so so sensitive. So easily wounded.

27/9/06 3:13 PM  
Blogger jm said...

It's a very sad story about Joni and her daughter. They have reconnected. There are a couple of videos she made and one goes into detail about this. You should see them.

27/9/06 3:18 PM  
Blogger jm said...

OMG kj. You've got it!

owe old Aries a lot. The warrior energy kept the Cancer protected.

That's me!!!! Cancer with Aries rising. Exactly that.

My Aries is my gal. She deals with the wounds herself.

In your case, the Taurus will really do the trick. Pleasure and relaxation. Salve on the wounds. People don't even need to know about them. They're busy with their own tragedies anyway. Except the neices and nephew. They are the best ones in life.

27/9/06 3:34 PM  
Blogger jm said...

Concentric circles, kj. I really believe in them. If we stay put in the center and radiate, the light will attract. Going into the gloom will put out the light.

That's more than double the number in the writer's circle. keep me "posted" on this.

27/9/06 3:37 PM  
Blogger jm said...

Oh yeah! Just cauterizes 'em quick with fire... no whining allowed. While Cancer sits safe in the circle and looks at the moon or the butterflies or the bare trees or the pretty flowers.

Stunning in its accuracy.

27/9/06 3:48 PM  
Blogger jm said...

'twixt and 'teen' of dawn at the edge of the sea.

This is uncanny. When I first met joe this was in his comment. We discussed it for days and it still comes up.

27/9/06 3:50 PM  
Blogger Kadimiros said...

"Love the idea of setting the world down gently in a garden, in paradise."

I wonder if I could turn that into a color illustration. I'll have to think about it.

27/9/06 4:22 PM  
Blogger jm said...

Why not? And then let us see.

27/9/06 4:26 PM  
Blogger jm said...

The more I think about this, the more I thnk you should put the drawing out there and this is why.

The message (cosmic post). They will not let go of this Dark Ages, disastrous dark night of the soul thing and the fear that catastrophe is coming soon, and that some magic awakening will result. Catastrophe has long been here. Nothing new. And sudden shifts...I doubt it sincerely.
They have yet to learn that the experts' spiritual predictions come from personal malaise. Their own paths. Nothing to do with the collective.

In reality this is a lull...no major wars, no plagues, no conquering empires, no real looming threats, only make believe ones. The global warming end of the world will probably disappoint. So the fear is kind of useless. We could be putting the energy into growth and cultural transformation.

The real lack of drama is disconcerting to the group, but I think there is sound reason as we turn to some inner improvements.

Art will figure in.

I think it's time to neutralize this silliness with an alternative and get it out there.

27/9/06 4:56 PM  
Blogger jm said...

The tsunami was the only event that I thought reached any real level of drama. Some mythic proportion. It will be awhile before another one comes. They're waiting in vain.

People have yet to understand what a trickster the cosmic force is. How unpredictable. How much fun the entities are having watching us prepare for nothing. Missing the something.

27/9/06 5:03 PM  
Blogger jm said...

So now there's a lot of blood. But we, the collective, create the situations, not the cosmos.

I think we're all in it together. But the collective creates the political reality, so what we have now is right for the time.

The one I didn't like was:

Be afraid. Very afraid.

What a command.

We, the collective, had a chance to change the drama immediately after 9/11.

maybe we did.

27/9/06 5:50 PM  
Blogger jm said...

see the cosmos as beautiful, certainly not benign, but disinterested in the collective.

I like that view too.

27/9/06 6:06 PM  

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