13 august, 2015 (0167US)
the Black (Rev of Arès xviii/1-13,
xxviii/12-20)
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We all live in the Black.
Let's long for the White (xLv/25)!
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My Black and the world's big Black
are alike .
By His 1977 Message the Creator does not call Evil
Evil; He calls it Black (Rev of Arès
xviii/1-13, xxviii/12-20) or the Black.
The Black is real Evil, that He thus
tells from Evil which religions or moralities
wrongly limit to the individual or a certain group of
individuals. Whenever I do Evil for its sake,
my real Evil or Black is not
independent of the world's big Evil or Black
and even the universe's, because I deep down retain
the image and likeness (Genesis 1/26) of the Father
of the Universe (Rev of Arès 12/4), even though
it lies there like a comatose patient.
Similarly religion, which claims to prepare each
one of the faithful to get personal salvation misleads
him or her, because no personal salvation is
independent of the general Salvation of all
men. Besides, this is why a small remnant of penitents
(Rev of Arès 24/1) will be able to bring
pressure to bear on whole wide non-penitent mankind.
An individual, whether a hermit deep in the woods or
an executioner at Auschwitz, is never dissociated from
whole mankind. Whether there are has (souls)
or not, the polone remains. This is the Truth
fundamental in The Revelation of Arès, that
reminds men that religion, morality, legalistic
justice betray the True when they part
"saints" from sinners — Only the Father is a Saint
(12/4) —, innocents from culprits.
My Black is made of the same wood as that the ninepins
of the world's big Black are made of. The
bowls, which my lies, selfish actions, wickednesses,
violences are, knock over the ninepins of the big Black
along with the innumerability of the bowls which
continually roll and criss-cross the Field (Rev of
Arès 14/1), which is the little we have been
left of Eden of times gone by. Virtue, for
which any human being, even a wicked monster long for
a second, an hour or a day whenever the shadow of the
clear white man (xvii/12), that he was in
bygone days, recross him or her, virtue stands
up the ninepins, but the bowl is thrown and the
ninepins fall again. This is going to last as long as
the bowls are thrown again and even the worst might
occur, the sin of sins (38/2), when no
longer any good man picks up the ninepins.
The Black within me is all men’s Black,
so this is why Good within me is all men’s Good
as a matter of antecedency. Whenever I enter into
penitence in order to restore Good I do
not restore my personal Good only for myself,
but for all men, because I am my neighbor's
brother and my neighbor is all of men. My
individual penitence is universal. Is this
inconsistency ? No, it's compound. My penitence
belongs in charity activities par excellence.
This I need to comprehend in order to comprehend what
love, language, creativeness, individuality and
freedom are, the five gifts once granted to men
by the Creator when He gave them His image and
likeness. I am all men’s brother just as the
Father is all men's Father, but I am one of my kind
just as the Father is one God.
The Entire Other One is just the Other
One of the Entirety that I am.
Culture keeps and even prohibits us from seeing the
indestructible relationship between my Black
and the world's Black. Culture isolates and
exposes culprits. What sort of culture has been
deceiving me by clearing me of all misdeeds and all
lies of mankind?
I tell lies, I cheat, I take advantage, I use
violence, because the world in which I live tells me
lies, cheats me, takes advantage of me, is violent
with me,. But even if I do not tell lies, do not
cheat, do not take advantage and do not use violence,
I am not innocent of the lies, abuses, cheatings and
violences which ravage the world. The world is the Black
and I am the Black. This is why Truth is
that the world has to change (Rév of Arès 28/7).
Culture? Let's see what it is! For 86 years I have
sometimes been subjected, sometimes seen others be
subjected to fantasies and lies, which were sometimes
trivial or silly airstreams, sometimes fierce power
hammers; I believed in promises which all disappointed
me until the day when You, Sanctity, Might and
Light — who have forever been creating the
boundless universe, of which I am just an atom, though
a necessary one, for the universe can't exist if it
misses me —, You shrank to the size of a nail (Rev
of Arès ii/21), so that my eye and ear, like a
minute ion's eye and ear, might be able to understand
that I should not believe — belief has never saved
anybody — but I should change my life (Rev of Arès
30/10-11) in order to change the world
(28/7). All that is bad whether within me or in
the world is a one and only face of the Black to
me. O Father, You address a one and only man, because
addressing one man or seven billion men is the same to
You. As far as one man’s change is concerned
all men’s change is concerned.
Switching from belief to change requires
cultural disintegration, so I have deculturated
myself. Thus have I followed Your Word, o Father, ever
since 1974 and thus have my brothers and sisters
followed It and followed me, because Good
within You is Good within them and Good
within me; Good within all of us, including
You o Creator. Good, which is revived when man
flies ahead of the Wind of the Creator (xix/9),
awakens without their knowing Good within
humans who do not hear of The Revelation of Arès
or of us, but whom our penitence helps up
towards the Light. As sin produces
unfortunate effects far off Good produces
fortunate effects far off. The world will change
into Good thanks to the lucid penitence
aroused by The Revelation of Arès so much as
to the inexplicable effluvia of penitence over
a great many unconcerned men.
Thus does the Father remind us that there is in
existence between human beings an interaction
invisible but real and quite different from what
believers think they produce by the religious prayer
which is just request of granting — Have believers'
prayers stopped a war ever? — This interaction however
is not actual but by Good; this is why Jesus
once he had risen from the dead thought it useful to
appear to persons ordinary, powerless but good
like the holy women instead of his mighty persecutors
Caiaphas and Pilatus, which would have been logical
but caused only emptiness and silence. It is high time
we awakened spiritual intelligence (Rev of Arès
32/5), which is only active in the spiritual
field just as electricity in the electric field, high
time we set our deep genetic fingerprint going.
The promoters of the 21st century world
consider stupefying effects on the masses, fear of
each other and culprits' isolation as intellectually
clever. Is this an age old plot woven by leaders who
have skillfully managed mankind like naturalists that
manage ape breeding (Rev of Arès ix/2,
xxviii/18)? I do not think it may be a plot,
because this would require more intellectual
cleverness than human beings good or wicked — God
makes sun rise on the good and the bad (Matthew
5/45) — have ever had and may ever gain, because
man has been created for something else, fundamentally
for spiritual Life and intelligence.
All that the Father can see, which He makes us see
through The Revelation of Arès, is that
mankind has been driven by pretension and stupidity,
whether religious or political or intellectual, ever
since Adam's system was set up (Rev of Arès 2/1-5,
vii/7-16). How could have subservience and wars
come into existence otherwise? I remember Michel
Foucault's thought: "Basically, the West has had only
two patterns of control over individuals, one is
expulsion of lepers, the other is inclusion of the
plague-stricken." In the nice setting of mankind
diseased but wanting to look healthy, our plague and
barbarism well-organized, technical and provident,
each individual plays his or her game well according
to the ups and downs of life just as it was in the
days of the muddle-headed, primitive, inconsistent
barbarity of Attila, who was just the condemning
Scourge, my father, like Galileo who was just the
condemned Wise man, my father. I think that man's
semen has become no more than a mash of remains of
Edenic grandeur and remains of animal baseness ever
since Adam's days. From that mash hatches an
hotchpotch of slaves and leaders, the truthful and the
liars, the capable and the incapable, the abstemious
and the greedy pigs, the modest and the womanizers,
the morons and the crafty, the strong and the week,
and I think that leaders assert themselves naturally
whenever circumstances permit. Life is just trials and
tribulations in the current world.
The murderous mediocrity of Adolf Hitler's clique was
horrible, but realistic; they put forward a dreadful
dream so alert, active, visible, that bringing it down
was possible. Besides, whole Germany followed Hitler.
For all that was it much more contemptible than
colonialist France and Great Britain? That the racist
United States, etc?
Our current politicians' mediocrity is gentle,
bearable, compared with Hitler's or Stalin's, but I
see it as probably worse, when I consider that the
worst may not be to kill people but to addle brains.
Addling brains... two words that apply to seven
billion humans as well as to one human. Bringing that
mediocrity down might be much more difficult, because
it is even more deceitful — all peoples' deceit — and
this is why You Sanctity, Might and Light who
create on the boundless universe, You intervened in
1974 and 1977. What did you say then ?
Father, you say that we have to seek inside ourselves
— every one of us is all of men — for those who are to
blame for Evil. Hence the salvatory need of penitence
for those who are wide-eyed.
Let's bring down the Black within us so as to
bring down the world's big Black! A bitter
struggle with the penitence sword (Matthew
10/34) against the ego and with the harvest
scythe (Rev of Arès 14/2, 38/4) against the
masses blind to the big Black, because an ego
as well as the masses are afraid to look up higher and
farther. A bitter struggle against ourselves strongly
pro-Revelation of Arès, but lazy. A bitter
struggle against the unconvinced who reject The
Revelation of Arès before even looking into it,
and against those who are aware that there is a big Black,
but who call it inevitable, and those who know that it
can be brought down, but do nothing to bring it down.
People have forgotten about the steadfast questioning
and strict thinking over the necessity for Life's
revival, Life's triumph over the Black = Evil =
Death. Today spiritual life is held to be
outmoded and deadly dull ; looking for material
happiness takes the place of looking for Life
like the former prevented the latter; believers make
spirituality a humdrum routine not too demanding and
sometimes very lax. Has the Creator wasted His time
appealing human beings for penitence, the only
means of conquering the Black? Will we stay as
a minute small remnant permanently, because
too many men are unable to revive the extreme worth of
being inside themselves? No, because the Father would
not have given his Word to man in Arès again, if He
had been aware that It was unachievable, but we have
to avoid mistaking the difficulty. What we are
struggling against is the hazards of an ontological
disaster, that of man permanently roaming in a fatal desert.
The Black's world revolves like a
merry-go-round to the sounds of skeptics' sighs, of "I
believe only in what I can see", of "I don't care what
happens after I'm gone", of the wordiness of those who
wallow in the scientific expectations from the
pathetic media, to the sounds of the supporters of a
world that is becoming an engine of exclusive social
reproduction, of the trumpets of those who allow
politics and often religion to be an insult to our
intelligence, of the horns of non-believers that
trample down the sacred and give over their children
to spiritual emptiness which is going to kill the only
spiritual being in the universe: the human creature.
To the Black's worshipers who leave
themselves to the institution's care, because they
dare not wonder about the fundamental question of
their real nature, the Creator's image and
likeness inside themselves. To the Black's worshipers
whom religion exasperates and unknowns frighten. To
the Black's worshipers who think that
hypocrisy, silliness and barbarity are final, and whom
the very idea of spirituality outrages. To the Black's
worshipers who understand us, but do not want to
follow us lest they be trampled underfoot. To all
those who leave themselves to the Black's care
I dedicate this blog entry!
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