Since the great mystery secret of the Clown chakra has been revealed to this group, I am now able to share a heavily shrouded lecture by a great initiate. I'm sure you will recognize him by the style of his writing. Please guard these occult secrets.
blessings,
Sarah
Man as Cacophony of the Creative Clown
Dear Friends,
It warms me superficially to be here with you this evening on this hundredth anniversary of the death of Count Dracula. As you know, I have spoken to you here at "Door Knob" many times before of the insidious bat droppings that the dragon so ravenously feeds on. As you know, dear friends, bats are the dreams of the earth, but, if you die out of matter, the soul begins to perceive its own reflection in the mirrored consciousness of beings on other planets. These beings are hideous creatures which I might describe in our language, which is inadequate for these things, that fly through our livers and deposit larvae into a frothy substance in the ether holes that the dragon creates with his painfully sharp teeth.
As you know, the human being during his present stage of evolution consists of many members. Only a few of these may be discussed at public gatherings. Man basically consists of:
1. PHYSICAL BODY, which he has in common with brutes;
2. EITHER-OR BODY or SHADOW BODY, which is a mere semblance of the former.
3. ASPARAGUS BODY--- so-called for its likeness to a blooming asparagus; and,
4. EAGLE or EYEBALL, the highest member of man but the lowest member of lofty beings in the outer planetary spheres.
You see, dear friends, these things are not simple, though many people today would like them to be so. We must penetrate ever deeper with a muddy, limestone-like consciousness into these things so that we can then perceive spiritual beings weaving through the "either-or" world. When we sink to such consciousness, we gradually begin to perceive huge clowns dancing around those who are sad. Yes, my dear friends, it is truly such that when tears morbidly stream down from the eyes of sorrowful persons, gigantic clowns scoop up the finer parts of the lacrimal fluid into fantastic golden goblets and splash it all over their heads with gleeful abandon. But, when we lower our gaze still further, vacantly, to the infra-sensible beings of _joyful_ persons, we observe there elementary beings like blubbering infants. They foolishly sob yet their tears quicken the felicity of human souls.
Truly, therefore, when we see someone heartily laughing or warmly smiling, there are beings who cry tears of sorrow. Therefore, in our age, we must no longer laugh when we are happy or cry when karma deals us a heavy blow, but we should actually weep when we are lighthearted, and laugh away our cares and personal troubles. This is truly the only way we can beat these bothersome creatures at their own game! Then we will truly live in the spiritual and transform our sanity slowly.
In parting, I would like to leave you with these thoughts to meditate on in Carnival. It is this that I wanted to bring to you tonight. If we truly take these things to heart, and work with these things faithfully, we may gradually enter the realm of the foolish."
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(This lecture was translated from underhanded reports, unregurgitated by the lecturer.)
(It is part of a cycle called: "Man as Cacophony of the Creative Clown," given at an oasis in Saudi Arabia, not far from Gondi-shapur. GA 666).
[Written by Daivd Anderson at Steiner College in 1985 and performed as part of Foundation Year skit. Actor was costumed in black frock coat.]
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