Tómas

 

Vafþrúðnismál:

From Ymir’s flesh the earth was formed,

and from his bones the hills,

the heaven from the skull of that ice-cold giant,

and from his blood the sea.

 

Rig Veda: 10.90 – Purusa

A THOUSAND heads has Purusa, a thousand eyes, a thousand feet.

On every side pervading earth he fills a space ten fingers wide. [1]

This Purusa is all that yet has been and all that is to be;

The Lord of Immortality which waxes greater still by food. [2]

So mighty is his greatness; yea, greater than this is Purusa.

All creatures are one-fourth of him, three-fourths eternal life in heaven. [3]

With three-fourths Purusa went up: onefourth of him again was here.

Thence he strode out to every side over what cats not and what cats. [4]

From him Viraj was born; again Purusa from Viraj was born.

As soon as he was born he spread eastward and westward over the earth. [5]

When gods prepared the sacrifice with Purusa as their offering,

Its oil was spring, the holy gift was autumn; summer was the wood. [6]

They balmed as victim on the grass Purusa born in earliest time.

With him the deities and all Sadhyas and Rishis sacrificed. [7]

From that great general sacrifice the dripping fat was gathered up.

He formed the creatures of-the air, and animals both wild and tame. [8]

From that great general sacrifice Rcas and Sama-hymns were born:

From there were spells and charms produced; the Yajus had its birth from it. [9]

From it were horses born, from it all cattle with two rows of teeth:

From it were generated kine, from it the goats and sheep were born. [10]

When they divided Purusa how many portions did they make?

What do they call his mouth, his arms? What do they call his thighs and feet? [11]

The Brahman was his mouth, of both his arms was the Rajanya made.

His thighs became the Vaisya, from his feet the Sudra was produced. [12]

The Moon was gendered from his mind, and from his eye the Sun had birth;

Indra and Agni from his mouth were born, and Vayu from his breath. [13]

Forth from his navel came mid-air the sky was fashioned from his head

Earth from his feet, and from his car the regions. Thus they formed the worlds. [14]

Seven fencing-sticks had he, thrice seven layers of fuel were prepared,

When the gods, offering sacrifice, bound, as their victim, Purusa. [15]

gods, sacrificing, sacrificed the victim these were the carliest holy ordinances.

The Mighty Ones attained the height of heaven, there where the Sidhyas, gods of old, are dwelling.

 

It’s very quiet, lately, because I’m knee-deep in a very weird space, at the moment. There’s something compelling about Hinduism that is impossible for me to currently ignore.

I’m trying to research and create a Heathen yantra, for whatever it’s worth.

Hm.

 

There are many things about Germanic NeoPaganism that I love. On a practical level, I love the symbols and the language. In some strange way, they strike at the heart of how I view the world. They express more than they have any right to. They make sense on a very deep level. This is the value I derive from them.

However.

There is a huge hole in Germanic NeoPaganism that I find absolutely disconcerting and that, in the past, has driven me elsewhere for answers. Stephen Hoeller, who is perhaps one of my favorite people on the planet, once said something to the effect of “A religion without a transcendent quality is not worth a damn.” (I’m paraphrasing, but I think it captures the essence of it. [He may or may not have said damn. Probably not. Probably something about it being not worth its salt.] Doesn’t matter.)

Asatru’s lack of a transcendent quality bothers me, frankly. I will concede that this might not be a fair statement. I have no doubt that there are folks out there who have found Heathenry efficacious in exploration of the kind of experience that could be described as “mystical”. As yet, I have not.

Leaving aside things like Ariosophy and Armanism for a moment, which I find to be of limited interest, and forgetting about Edred’s interpretation of Germanic-ness as sold in The Temple of Set and his other various ventures for its lack of historicity and unpleasant ZOMGSATAN slant which always makes me slightly uncomfortable in its faux-sinister-silliness, (though I do think that antinomianism is, on the whole, a good thing to promote), I am left, in some ways, with a very practically oriented “religion”. And while I appreciate practicality, sometimes I yearn for more. Lots more.

At the moment, I’m having absolutely no problems convincing myself that Hinduism is what Asatru would have looked like had the Christians not been so incredibly good at wiping out opposition, and I have every intention of spending my month in Nepal trying to find a better way to reconcile the Indo arm of things with the European arm of things and to see what pops out as a result.

This would almost certainly bother some of the folkier folks out there who I’ve met. However, I don’t actually give a damn because ANTINOMIANISM, plus: Nobody will probably ever see this, so what the Hel.

 

INDO.
CLOSE ENOUGH FOR ME.

I present: A small video collection on the topic of Narasimha, the protector.

 

I intend to develop a properly researched, Heathen-compatible yantra. About a year away, I reckon. Lots and lots of work to do.

 

 To Kathmandu. 

That should be neat.

ZOMG BUSINESS ANGLE: DM WILL BE CLOSED FOR A MONTH. MARCH17-APRIL18. MARK YOUR CALENDARS. OR SOMETHING.

That’s all.

Nepal. Neat.

 

Not official, really. More: 5 minutes at pixlr.com. But. OFFICIAL sounds so… official. Or something.

 

Thanks for the order! The swastika was the first thing I made after re-assembling the shoppe, and I’m happy that is has found a new home.

 

I really love this thing. I don’t want it to sell. I’m giving it two weeks. If it’s not sold in two weeks, it’s mine.

 

The nine worlds?

Surely this is Heathen stuff, right?

Arguably, yes. This is the most interesting thing I have seen in ages. And William S. Burroughs narrating!

 

I’ve spent the better part of the day thinking about India. I’ve got a month’s vacation coming up and a fair bit of coin, and I’ve always wanted to go to India.

What does that have to do with Viking Barley in Greenland? Nothing at all.

From Past Horizons:

The Vikings are both famous and notorious for their liking of beer and mead and archaeologists have discussed for years whether Eric the Red (ca 950-1010) and his followers had to make do without the golden drink when they settled in Greenland around the year 1,000:  The climate was mild when they landed, but was it warm enough for growing barley?

[Find Out The Answer at This Exciting Website Just a Click Away]

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