A War Caste through Words (That Pesky Letter L)

To those who grew up in the rough and tumble world of Christian America, and perhaps Christianity worldwide, you are met with a rather strange twist of logic:  English speakers would call "God", "God", while Jews would call "God", "G-d".  The rather strange differences between the two sects did not go unnoticed by this aspiring adherent of the Letters.  

But that was not all there was to this quirk of "Letters/Words" to describe some omniscient being held near and dear to so many of Earth's wayward denizens.

There was another mental contortion to work through.  

You see, that "other gods" existed could not be denied.  Even the amateur Sunday school Bible scholars had to deal with the reality of "Elohim", as in "plural gods", and find ways to teach the young minds fresh from the altar.

The explanation was always rather curious: we "capitalize" the Letter G in god to denote the real god, the god of the Jews, while all the other gods are lesser gods and so we do not capital the word "god" when referring to these gods.

Of course, not being "Jewish", we still had all the other "gods" to reckon with.  Zeus seemed quite powerful, and the gods of Olympus seemed to have been done a great injustice by having their grand title of "god" decapitalized.  

Something clearly was not aright, and later I would play over and over the song "One White Duck: 0 (10) = Nothing at All" and could help but see the donation plate to be cleaned while we headed home to try to make sense of what was, really, nonsensical.

Because I'm up to my deaf ears in cold breakfast trays to be cleaned before I dine on your sweet Sunday's lunch confusion.

Ian Anderson, Jethro Tull, One White Duck, 0 to the Power of 10 = Nothing At All 

Between "God" and "G-d" 

But perhaps nothing contributed to my "Sunday lunch confusion" more than trying to reconcile just what was behind the logic of a Jewish use of "G-d" in lieu of "God".  The explanation from the Jewish camp was, quite frankly, beyond any logic or reason.  No matter, Jews clung to their reasons and beliefs.  I thought it more sane that children would believe in Santa Claus and the Tooth Fairy more than adults from the Jewish community persisting in their contortions.

"No self respecting Jew would ever say the name of G-d", they would say.

But.  But.  God is an English word, and Jews had their own word, albeit that too was nonsensical.  Their word translated to YHVH in English, which for some reason, they never had a problem vocalizing.

It would not be till many years later that the whole of the Construct would begin to make sense.

If Jews would not vocalize the word "God", then indeed, it must mean that the word "God" itself contains within it a precise power that Jews dare not invoke as this power must run counter to their beliefs.  At least this logic, where Jews always sought to put themselves at the center of the Universe, made sense to my otherwise dining on Sunday lunch confusion.

Later, it would begin to make some sense: as crafted, the "God" was "the Alphabet", and all the lesser gods derived from the Alphabet were, well, "mere gods", for they could not hope to command such an exalted figure (that creates all things) as was the God as "the Alphabet".

The Mysteries and Rock and Roll

The 70's to early 80's was, for many of us, a time of "spiritual exploration".  Christianity as an institution was failing many and it was not all due to the ongoing spiritual war by Jews against Christianity.  Christianity was failing many precisely because Christianity could not reconcile the weekly "Sunday lunch confusion".

This was also a period of deep symbolic exploration in music.  Led Zeppelin's "Stairway to Heaven" featuring "The Hermit", or the 9th card of the Major Arcanum of the Tarot spread with the generational defining song of "Stairway to Heaven".

And who knows of the countless injection of Crowley OTO imagery.

The lyrics wove deep into the Mysteries with prescient observations of past and present.  The band Rush, in their song "A Farewell to Kings", seemed to caste a gaze upon a generation and civilization in decay and lost along the way:

When they turn the pages of history
When these days have passed long ago
Will they read of us with sadness
For the seeds that we let grow?
We turned our gaze From the castles in the distance
Eyes cast down On the path of least resistance

They would go to add:

 "The hypocrites are slandering the sacred Halls of Truth".

And so we arrive at today.

A War Through Words or That Pesky Letter L

After a brief encounter with Carl Jung and the "world of archetypes", I decided to dig deeper into the world of symbolism.  I was fascinated with Freemasony and the promise it held to "raise up the individual" relative to more hidden knowledge.  But I was also fiercely independent, and understood that, like many a church, most organized systems of initiation were only as powerful as the initiator.

Frankly.  That class was unimpressive.

I dug deep into the Tarot cards seeking to understand how archetypes were structured into this arcane system.  My understanding of Letters was already prescient.  The Letter T fell to for the Letter L, which would be the "Fallen Angel", the Hanged Man, and later, Odin and the Runes.

Then there was Ian Anderson and Jethro Tull.  

It was impossible not to see, or at least imagine, that Ian Anderson's patented stage pose was nothing less than that of "The Hanged Man" and "the Letter L".

Seeking symbolic insights consumed much of one's day.

It would be much later, with the development of the Isisian Codes, that the real esoteric essence of the Letter L came into full view.

This video, recorded around Christmas of 2009, hints at some of those early musings.  It provides short graphical cues into the study of the Letters, and in particular, that "pesky Letter L".

It has been edited heavily from the original, removing alot of dated material.  The audio file is slightly corrupted, but the main theme makes its way through.

Wars Caste through Words - or "That Pesky Letter L"