greensunrising: a symbol of our tariqah (Default)
This is exactly what the title says: a place to discuss the parapolitics of the world’s synchronized Covid Flipout. It’s for everyone (by which I mean, all three folks that might stray across it) who sees the Covid Crazy as intentional, malicious, or, well, *conspiratorial* (since conspiracies happen routinely; “conspiracy” being a criminal charge in all 50 states). Everybody play nice; now have at it!
greensunrising: a symbol of our tariqah (Default)
I found a couple passages in the Ourobouros that I think explain our current predicament perfectly, so I thought I’d share them here.

(Background: the Ourobouros is a short Sufi work. I can’t give its silsilah: all I can say is that I knew brethren who read it diligently. Is it accurately translated? I don’t know: I saw the original(?), and can say that it was written in the Arabic script; but my knowledge of the sacred tongue was so slight at the time that I honestly cannot say if I was looking at Arabic or Persian. A Naqshbandi brother gave me a handwritten English translation; and Allah al-Hai bless him for it: this tiny book strikes like lightning.

So, from page 29:

“Babylon is the Great Merchant Empire. It gathers in the souls (the minds) of men under the guise of gathering in the wealth of men.

(The Horseleech hath two daughters, crying, Give, give.)

By the time you come of age, Babylon has already drank gallons of your blood; no debt owed to Babylon is valid.
(Babylon has already stole more from you than she can ever repay.)”

Then from page 31:

“As Babylon has drank your blood, so also you, as a citizen of Babylon, have drank the blood of others. None of us have clean hands: or clean mouths.

(Vampire, the Horseleech feeds on the living; once she has lapped up the last drop of living blood, Babylon must die.)”

And that’s where we’re at right now. This is, flatly, the judgement the Earthmaker has judged upon us. The slaves who make our iPhones, the torture centers we call “factory farms” that fill our tables, and our own children trying so hard to come of age in shattered families in a shattered society, have silently cried out to God against us. We have earned this.

I don’t know what you are going to do about it. (And let every man do that which is right in his own eyes.) But, Allah al-Hai help me (O Earthmaker most merciful), I am going to throw down the cup of blood Babylon has told me is my birthright; and I am going to try desperately to wash my hands and my mouth clean.

And may the Earthmaker bless all who read this.
greensunrising: a symbol of our tariqah (Default)
Broken in the land of dragons,
The Warlock spun the Wheel;
When they asked, What hope you’re seeking?
He said: Whatever I can steal.


(Just trying to see how this site works; so I figured I’d start with a fragment of bad poetry that’s also my Creed for daily life. Anyone chancing to read this: may the Earthmaker shelter you beneath His palm. Be Blessed.)

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