Inscendence as a complementary word to the transcendence brings you contemplations on various topics from the perspective of the reflective, associative and internal intelligence. A journey into depths to find, like Rumi said, the “Messiah, in my heart, I bear.” (مسيحا در دلم پيدا و من بيمار می گردم).
Enjoy the articles. Take them in. More than philosophical discussions or my attempts to convince you of anything, approach them as gentle meditations. Let them reveal that which your own Inner Heart knows. Perhaps they invite you to dream or to look at Reality with an expanded gaze.
[The articles from the old website, Orphic Inscendence, are here too.]
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The god is awake and so is the he — I say to to my lover: “Pass away, pass away, are there safer hands in which you are to pass? Do you not trust them to hold you? Pass away, pass away.” A grimace on his face. Resistance. “Pass away.” A grimace. And then a smile. Liberated by death, his face shone like a thousands suns, like a luminous autumn Moon.
He Saw Her Bathing
Many are stories in which, consumed by instinct & impulse, a man's gaze at Beauty comes to a fatal end. Beauty loves transgression of her Lover and She loves the One who hears Her invitation & joins Her for the loveplay, but She will only ever allow the transgression to the One who looks at Her with Love & pure, directed & willed desire. The story of the Beauty at Her Bath, at its very Heart seems to tell: "The waters that glisten against my body will either be the amniotic fluid of his new life, its purifying & initiatory baptism or the boundless Ocean in which he is to drown."
The Divine Androgyne
Puer Aeternus is also an image of the unity of the both masculine and feminine. He looks like a man but is barely differentiated, his features are still in many ways, soft, his bones are lean and narrow, his muscles elongated, he lacks a beard and if someone were to put make up on him or give him a long hair, he could easily pass for a girl.
The Sacred Prostitute
Stranger is "the other", the foreign, the different, the man, the phallic, the penetrating. He is, as the Corbett calls him: "the phallic beast" for the maiden who faces his often visually aggressive sexuality. But in the ritual, the bond is honoured, he does not assault her, and that which looked foreign, beastly, strange, becomes the source of ecstasy. Symbolically, on the level of psyche, the woman allows her inner man, to penetrate her anima.