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In this little ditty, hides all the ingredients for creation: The “Do”, and the “Be” of existence.

To DO is Yang: To Take Action.
To BE is Yin: Surrender to Reception.

It is a common, linear, 3D habit to divide Yin and Yang in two – but they’re really One: yinyang, yangyin.
They *dance*


It is also quite a popular and common theory, to claim that Doing is better than Being – or, in some cases, that Being is more noble and purposeful than just brainlessly Doing.

Ideally, they *should* be dancing…

According to this theory, Doing is productive, and Being is lazy.

Yet Being is a state of receiving one’s True Nature and Purpose. To Be who you were born to Be – without the force of the false personality, or pressures from the imbalanced society.

To Do is Solar.
To Be is Lunar.

The trick is, to combine the two into a Life-Flow ~ To receive oneself, and ACT upon it. To act – To Do – from the forced, false self, is to imprint upon the canvas of the world with ego, and temporary, short-sighted vision.
To Be, without Action, is to make no imprint, at all.

To Do, with ego, is to deprive creation of your purpose for BEing here.

In this dance, hides, also: The Lover, and The Loved.

Yang is DOing. Everybody wants you when you’re busy. Because they can’t have you, can’t catch you.
Yin is the BEing; The Lover… receiving all the Beauty and Grace of The DOer.

Yet, one who does, and does not know why, becomes startled in the mirror of the one who watches – receives – and is uncomfortably reminded of their Being – whom they are likely to have forgotten. Or worse: whom they avoid.

The Lover, on the other hand, is so good at Being – but no one turns around from their Doing. All the Beautiful things the Lover has Witnessed eventually grow to have no outlet, though they reach; The Lover and The Loved belong to one another, but without The Dance, The Sun never witnesses the Wisdom of The Moon…

They are the reflection of each other; on whom does the Sun shine, if there is no body? No container?

If you want someone to Love you, you *have* to turn around.

(and around, and around, and around… *~@~*)

The Art of Life is in our ability to Do-be-do-be-do…






Once upon a time, we had temples.

In those temples, were the Priests and Priestesses of The Goddess: Creatrix.

For the purpose of this story, we have the Trinity of Innocence, Ignorance, and Illumination:
Civilians; Beasts; and Priests and Priestesses of Creation.

In the time of the wars, the temples were used as a filter; to “de-beast” the bloody before they were allowed back into the villages among the innocent civilian men and women.

Eventually, The Beasts destroyed The Temples, along with the Priests and Priestesses – and everything they stood for.
They raped and pillaged the villages and villagers, breeding in violence, ignorance, chaos, and disorder ~ and a sleepy darkness fell all over the land…

What we have today, is this mess.

We have Civilians and Beasts who think they’re priests/priestesses; Beasts who claim to be Gurus, Holy Men, and Leaders, capitalizing on ignorance; invisible Priests and Priestesses without temples, and without each other – and any other chaos, suspicion, confusion, and undoing you can think of.
– sprinkle a starry-hope of the precious small things of life, in there, too. Civilian life is creative, fun, exciting, unpredictable, and has a lot more *~ expanding ~* to do…

The glorification – and training of – the nature of The Beast in women and men, through television and cinema, mixes the beast in with civilians; Breeding. Possessing. Controlling.
Condoning bad behaviour, and making it appear ‘normal’.

Anyone whole (Holy) is portrayed as Sanctimonious, Vacuous, a Charlatan, or a Loon.

We are the children of this mess:
Children of Priests
Children of Beasts
Our Mothers; of consciousness or unconsciousness.
Wounded, sometimes. Lineages back.

This beast has nothing to do with passion; nothing to do with sensuality; nor anything to do with the liberated ecstasy of the Earth-God, Pan.

This beast is purely reptilian, and in feral, survival mode. Calculating, reactive, ruthless, and manipulative.
(see comments for more on the reptilian brain.)
Survival is not necessary in a thriving, expansive eden of existence… there is Life beyond “Thunderdome”.

We all make our journeys from Innocence to Ignorance, from Innocence to Illumination, and from Ignorance, to Illumination.
There *is* an order.

Astrological Archetypes are a language unto themselves, and contain timeless, cyclic wisdom; The Priest/Priestess of our story is the True Representation of the Star Sign, VIRGO.

The Era of Wars, as the Age of ARIES.
The Earth-God Pan as the Age of TAURUS.
The Age of CANCER as the era of Matriarchal Societies and Cathedrals.

These traditional planetary rulers are:
Virgo: Mercury – “Right-hand of God/Goddess/Sun”, Scribe, Communication of Tantra.
Aries: Mars – Energy, Impulse, Force.
Taurus: Venus – Treasures, Senses, Love, Beauty, Art, Aesthetics.
Cancer: Moon – Roots, Origins, Mother, Home, Womb-Wisdom.

“Bad Leos demand to be treated like royalty.
Good Leos treat others like they were royalty, too.” ~ Christopher Witecki

“Whoever controls the media controls the mind.” ~ Jim Morrison

“What are you doing, Brahman?
You’re playing Hide and Seek with yourself…” ~ Alan Watts

At least we all have our humanness in common.
And Love, if we can find it.