American Dream » Tue Aug 28, 2018 10:43 pm wrote:When the ancients first observed Sirius emerging as it were from the sun, so as to become visible to the naked eye, they usually sacrificed a Brown Dog to appease its rage, considering that this Star was the cause of the hot sultry weather usually experienced at its appearance; and they would seem to have believed its power of heat, conjoined with that of the sun, to have been so excessive, that on the morning of its first rising the Sea boiled, the Wine turned sour, Dogs grew mad, and all other creatures became languid ; causing to man, among other diseases, burning fevers, hysterics, and phrensies.
–Clavis Calendaria: or, A Compendious Analysis Of the Calendar –John Henry Brady, 1813
I wonder if we might consider that the ancients were not stupid, 'primitive' fools. They well understood the difference between outer symbol and inner essence.
A star in the sky was not worshiped by the intelligent, it was a symbol. "Sirius rising from the sun so as to be visible to the naked eye" was simply a poetic analogue for an inner state. Symbol of the journey of the light within. The sacrificed brown dog, inside. The hot, sultry weather, inside. The excessive heat of light upon light, liight conjoined with light, light multiplied by light, inside. On this inner morning, which is always first, and always rising, the sea of emotions boil because the heart opens, pouring out inner tears of uncontrollable love and joy. The wine turns sour to the taste, because the taste is transformed, not the wine.
The dogs that grow mad, other creatures tame, inside. Diseases and fevers, hysteria and frenzy, symbolic. Thoughts and emotions being purified in the light.
Those who think the ancients worshiped a literal star are like lost, disoriented travelers groping in the dark. And they write entire books on this stuff. Those who do, or have worshiped a literal star in Sirius, are looking for something light years away that is inside themselves. This confusion would be funny if it wasn't so sad.
Do you believe me? Even Robert Anton Wilson missed this point. He was so smart, though. How could he be wrong, about anything?
Maybe don't take my word for it, or Bob, or John Brady, or any author of a book or a blog. Look inside and be honest with yourself.
It's like this. You can keep playing games with yourself, or you can stop. That is all. End of line.