Tale of the Patriarch:

Tale of the Patriarch:

Some men pretend towards authority. They accrue the projections of authority so that one comes to despise authority its self as one despises them. But when one strives to take that authority back one unveils a mirror. And so one sees within one's own self the hated authority. Only because the authority is now in its proper domain can it be redeemed in its glory. When the wrong man uses the right means, they work in the wrong ways. But the pompousness of Western men was that any one could weild any sword. And under the banner of egalitarianism it became evil to disarm any one of authority nor to question their entitlement to it. So equality became self-entitlement...

The manipulator-traitor can only affect the clever with his cunning insofar as the clever man asks his self: is this bastard really as foolish as he looks? Or does he take me for a fool? Does he expect me to believe him because he himself believes this? Or because he does NOT?...

Pity cleaves us to him. But this simply affords him two faces. One is that of the domineering patriarchal imbecile that at times of strength one sees to be a scoundrel con artist. But what then? Then the plaint turns to pity. And one feels ashamed for having hurt him. As though this were not its self an other ruse! As though he had not so orchestrated it. As though all myths did not convey this same treachery!...

But when one takes back one's projection, owning it, it serves its alchemical purpose. The foolish magician is unriddled, his kingdom of salt left exposed, and you return to the throne of your own life. And your kingdom is the world. And he is again your vassal.

Dm.A.A.