The Cult of Lilith and Chief Zazen*
“Half of me is beautiful but you were never sure which half.” - Ruth Feldman, “Lilith”
Lilith is the most notorious demon in Jewish tradition. In some sources, she is conceived of as the original woman, created even before Eve, and she is often presented as a thief of newborn infants. Lilith means “the night,” and she embodies the emotional and spiritual aspects of darkness: terror, sensuality, and unbridled freedom. More recently, she has come to represent the freedom of feminist women who no longer want to be “good girls.”
Contemplation not meditation.
“When somebody asks me what zazen is good for, I say that zazen isn’t good for anything at all. And then some say that in that case they’d rather stop doing zazen. But what’s running around satisfying your desires good for? What is gambling good for? And dancing? What is it good for to get worked up over winning or losing? It’s all good for absolutely nothing! That’s why nothing is as sensible as sitting silently in zazen. In the world, “good for nothing” just means that you can’t make money out of it.” - Kodo Sawaki
Chief Zazen is a caricature of my invention. A Contrary Social-Role leader of the Wabeno Dawn Society, a Cult of trance practitioners, sexuality, drumming and uncontrollable frenzied dancing - the Bringers of Light. A symbolic representation of a time before colonization, and most definitely of a time just before my chief and his people were force onto a reservation, and at the time with the onset of the industrial revolution. In a sense of purity before invasion and perversion, becoming corrupt and coerced as the time was spent sedentary, an assimilation presented as for the "betterment of humanity" - of course this was a lie!
Understand that there is no path to the truth, it has been instilled within us. There is no need for a leader - political - spiritual - activist - you are your own leader, look inward and find yourself. And if these leaders are consuming animal products, there is nothing more evil...!
This image for me, as i was working on it, was a visual and artistic study of good and evil, for my own personal interests. Whether or not you believe in good or evil is not my concern. But this contemplative exercise allowed me to execute the work in such a manner in order to achieve the aesthetic needed, and to do the research to understand such concepts or constructs.
Native man can be see as spiritual, just and respectful, this is not always the case. And women no matter the ethnic group can be seen as evil, a temptress, a whore that will steal your soul, spirit and lover, also this is not always the case. These factors, a construct of the human imagination have dictated the actions of humanity for thousands of years, and many cults have tried to control the humans and their thought process. Inherently people are hedonistic and see themselves as "exceptional beings", and one of the reasons we have planetary degradation and rapide human population growth - obviously unable to control their behavior and to understand the complexities of the natural world!
The civilizing process was a lie and still is. It is obvious to me that civilization is not good for us, nor is it good for Nature.
A return to Primitiveness, living with nature would be a welcomed movement.
The point being that humans are able to construct believe "systems" that may have worked at one time, these systems are now outmoded, but the underlining issues is never addressed, such as how we relate to Nature, and the fact that our industrialized lives have over powered us and that true freedom has become illusive, we are unable to construct in our imagination a respectful means to coexist, simply because we are no longer free!
Why the grandiose text?
Simply i what to influence what the viewer is looking at. But really my desire is to dictate and control the viewers imagination even if it was just for a moment, but yet not smother the viewer, because i realize air is extremely crucial to process thought, also i have left a great deal of information out, about what i have done with this art work, such as the symbolic representation of the colors and their positioning, the position of the two figures, the aesthetics are left to your interpretation - you are now free to think and feel!
A person can take in as much as they want, of information or knowledge, if this is what they desire and at some point when they have filled themselves up... what have they achieved? Especially when they are still servants or a wage slave to the billionaires, to their industrial society and to the governments that protect them.
- An exercise in futility!... for humanity it is...
I speak to the wind, the rain, the snow and ice and definitely to the fire.
* Chief Lick, Sioux 1900.
“Half of me is beautiful but you were never sure which half.” - Ruth Feldman, “Lilith”
Les Fleurs du mal by Charles Baudelaire.
Oh, I the wetly weak claw
led by his strong warm paw
walking the forbidden path
through high uncut summer grass
while hunters nose dive
membranes servants to their flight
were buzzing all around our heads
black parasol, balance and shades
Those little bells on my fool's cap
all witness to my sad defect
crowning my pale seriousness
in most ridiculous distress
The smile on his weather-tanned face
his white teeth somewhat out of place
the gentle roughness of his hands
dark soil staining his fingernails
Ushered into the forest's hold
I'm folding up my parasol
heralding fears of deprivation
in answer to my hesitation
he's parting the branches as we move
I dare a smile in shy excuse
Oh does he know the ghosts I drag
the dreadful ending I expect?
The boyish hand of this olden maid
hints secrets, guarded by her face
Does your world know my shadow's near,
the loop of time I always fear?
The fact that I carelessly stepped
into my very own, dark trap?
You stride, I'm glancing at your belt ... -
should I miss ay of the things I never felt?
The shaking hand of this olden maid
instead waters the flowers
Contemplation and teaching you how to think, preparing you for the inevitable fall of industrial civilization - Coming soon to a region near you.
The Industrial Revolution and its consequences have been a disaster for the human race and all other species. They have greatly increased the life-expectancy of those of us who live in “advanced” countries, but they have destabilized society, have made life unfulfilling, have subjected human beings to indignities, have led to widespread psychological suffering (in the Third World to physical suffering as well) and have inflicted severe damage on the natural world. The continued development of science and technology will worsen the situation. It will certainly subject human beings to greater indignities and inflict greater damage on the natural world, it will lead to greater social disruption and psychological suffering, and it will lead to increased physical suffering even in “advanced” countries.
WELL ADJUSTED TO A PROFOUNDLY SICK SOCIETY.
Cooperation is Freedom!
The industrial-technological system may survive or it may break down. If it survives, it MAY eventually achieve a low level of physical and psychological suffering, but only after passing through a long and very painful period of adjustment and only at the cost of permanently reducing human beings and many other living organisms to engineered products and mere cogs in the social machine. Furthermore, if the system survives, the consequences will be inevitable: There is no way of reforming or modifying the system so as to prevent it from depriving people of dignity and autonomy.
WELCOME TO THE ANTHROPOCENE.
Humanity will not save the planet. Earth is a living entity - she will take care of herself!
Harbinger and a creative biological host, together their spirits reside in one body and this Being is the dying god conceived into flesh, a duality construct of the powerful and yet manipulative human imagination. And together this sacred trinity convey the message of a collapsing industrial society.
By Anim Ishkode Blackhoof
All animal beings should be respected.
Without fur, feathers or animal skin, i do not present myself from the backs of the oppressed - In fact, if I were to do so, I would be exploiting those who have no voice.
In a number of ways. If the natural disaster is something that happens cyclically, like forest fires or hurricanes, strong selective pressure is put on organisms to adapt to being routinely disturbed. The fact that some conifers only germinate after a fire is likely an evolved response that started with some ancestral trees producing seeds that were a little more fire-resistant than others.
Less regular or unusually severe natural disasters influence natural selection by reducing gene pools. Depending on the disaster, where it happens, and species population dynamics, a drastic reduction in population can result in a rapid shift in allele frequencies as one or two fringe populations take a dominant role in recovering the population (also known as founder effects).
If the disaster is big enough, or the species is spatially constrained enough, it might be enough to cause a full scale extinction, which could have a profound impact on the future evolution of the species that survive and adapt to fill empty niches.
Disaster Evolution…. !
Empty body, refilled the vessel with vibration.
Create a virtual space a place outside of time.
Chanting suspend time
A mystical flight - symbiotic sonic visual
Transformed ritual into a powerful spiritual construct
Participating - chanting, connectedness of the serpent thunder Earth.
Stretch, breathe chant beat into the unhearable!
Industrial capitalism steals your dreams and then sells them back to you - The product you consume!
How does one expect to achieve empathy or true compassion when stuck in a place of apathy !
“After the ancestors, the lions, the teeth, the religions, the traditions, the cultures, the remote tribes somewhere, the feeling of plants, the caring farmer they know nearby, the protein…the ugly truth of wilfully ignorant non-vegans surfaces: ‘I like the taste and I don’t care.’”
— Anita Mahdessian
Your body is covered in fur
You're in and out of this world
Your skin is scarred and you hurt
I know that you'll stand by your world
'Cause you're beautiful
Beautiful - Sopor Aeternus