Post Number 935 (5 * 11 * 17): Rebirth.

I am partial to the model of reincarnation from Avatar: the Last Airbender, which remains to my mind the best Western interpretation of Eastern mysticism, capturing all the wonders of Buddhism and Taoism in a manner that is not neurotic in the Jungian sense. Over the course of only one night I see the Law of Attraction at work, moving from skepticism (that mirrors my own) that answers all my ghostly questions to shameless Islamic proclamations on the gender(lessness) of the Soul. Ever the comparative philosopher, like Watts, who took a page from Jung’s book, and without whose taking it I might never have found him (that bridge to the East I’d needed in a land of cults) I refuse to turn on my former self in disgust, seeking instead to integrate my Western Past. Thus is that Hessian excitement of developing a totally unique personality, for most of these guides have proven false in their Herd-like convictions; the few who broke the ice for me not just with optimystical predictions but with great, scientific diction all ways had gone rogue as I do now. So Buddha, if ever he felt pride, would be proud of me. I question everything and keep only that which has worked. And I remain harmless.

The Soul may be without gender, or it might be Female by Default: the Anima of which the ancient Greeks and Jung have spoken. Yet Jung spoke of Animus: the male counterpart, and then man spoke of the ANIMAL: that primordial force of Earthly Nature. Like my dog, who is in every sense a MALE DOG rather than a Female Dog, and who possesses a virtue that bitches lack, though they might compensate for it upon their female end. The term “Spirit Animal” is thus totally redundant. Animals ARE Spirits. And they definitely have gender.

We can read, with time, the Insides of Things based upon their Outsides. Those who gave up on the Skill convinced us that appearances remain misleading infinitely and indefinitely. But they only by so doing predisposed us to this blindness of inner intent, forced to rely upon the kindness of parasites DESPITE our innermost suspicions, for strangers would not trust us however charming we might appear in our demeanour, much of which had been our VIRTUE IN ITSELF, which parasites dismissed as though it had been a veneer for this “Society” would mirror that suspicion, even when the parasites knew it to be a lie, for those of us who were virtuous looked the part as well. But we never could sway those that were LED by false appearances, so what is the point to preach this ongoing post-modern paranoia?

One can tell an Aries often by his or her stature, as one can a Capricorn in opposite fashion. One can read the pointed features of a Scorpio against the round ones of a Libra. One can recognize the Pisces nose or the plain symmetry that’s native to a Taurus.

From a scientific angle our features are arbitrated by genetics. But genes are not chosen randomly. The Heavens do inform us. But what planet chooses gender? Mars or Venus? I say: neither, for they both have democratic say. So WE choose gender prior to rebirth. The Soul crawls in between That World and This One, accumulating karma, until it has served its purpose, and perfection having been attained it merges with the Buddha Nature Without Soul (anatman) and dissolves into Nirvana, its project complete, its efforts spent.

Yet the Soul is not the Spirit. What I loved about Avatar was that A’ang could SPEAK with all his former incarnations, and they looked then just as they had looked within their Glory Years.

This would explain all so the semblance of the Ghost of Hamlet’s Father to that Father that Hamlet remembers having known in Life.

If A’ang can speak to his OWN prior incarnations, is it thus impossible that *I* could speak to a former incarnation of an other Soul? If Quantum Leap is possible, and if that Soul is a Twin Flame (hence MY Soul) then how WOULDN’T I be able to do so?

Huxley distinguishes the Mystical State from the Visionary State, and this has all ways fascinated me. The Mystical State dissolves boundaries. It accommodates the parasitic rapists and escapists and those suicidal thoughts which promise Heaven without Gender to whoever takes Ophelia’s Path.

But the Visionary State EXALTS the differences that line this University of Duality. So in a state of Vision we encounter the Romantic Life of Eros. And Romance has its own virtues and boundaries. And it is perpetually under attack by culture. Hence in upholding its own boundaries Romance oversteps the lesser social boundaries. So it’s all ways been, by definition. Von Franz said it perfectly: I do this against the rules because I love this person. Only by loving can I know, however, what rules can be broken and what rules must not be. And within that Visionary State of Absolute Distinctions it is obvious to me what rule-breaking is done not out of Love but out of Evil.

So when the Body dies it leaves an imprint. All the prior Avatars can merge into one. But they can just as easily diverge for fun. As below, so above. Not only do our parents merge physically to produce a body that has sex. The Soul merges as well with that body and makes a Spirit. When the body dies, the Soul moves on to the Next Body. But the Spirit, which contains the Gender of the Body (Mother to the Spirit) and the Genderlessness of the Soul (The Father) moves on to the Higher Planes. Yet only after it has been avenged if it is premature. For otherwise it will remain a Ghost, a guest within this House. And its Host may very well be an other member of its Soul Circle. So you can imagine thus the reincarnation of a woman coming back to the house haunted by her ghost, but as a man, making amends so she might leave this earthly coil and ascend, but not to genderless Nirvana, as the Soul will go to, but that Eternity where her ghost is remembered in God’s Memory. And memory is that anatman principle that holds this Multiverse together. Everything is Memory.

Dm.A.A.