All the esoteric and magical theories, of which I have heard and read, with whom I came in contact, have a catch.
I'm not talking about the notorious vanity in the respective "spiritual" leaders who Geheimhalterei and Lügerei outwards, the whole useless bells and whistles, the clamped crude Initatiationspraktiken and such more questionable.
No, it is important that every person at any time totally different, "work" may, as prescribed by any doctrine. And so well that the respective "Master" rather no longer compete.
And no matter whether these masters only a shaman in the Central African bush, or whether he was the Chief of Skull & Bones, with Cochise skull in his hand.
Learning is now times more valuable than praying and speechify.
Self to itself is stronger than any retreat.
Yes, I also had champions, as a stonemason and as a linguist.
But these were no magic Fritzen. They could their stuff.
There are other - for me - certainly spiritual energy fields that our exact observation and description elude so far.
However, this also controlled by any wannabes, and may they have practiced for so long because up all halbbeinige phalanxes of their disciples for it.
Just look at the literary mind awareness of the works submitted from this kind of people.
What we see there, typically?
First, an overload of text with any relevant terms that never quite defined, thereby exalted above all untouchable.
Then bad style. Insonderheit in the sense that not only the redundancy too much, but that also stands out next to the obvious Sultry Right, the omission of essential, at least in contexts substantial blatantly.
I had, for example, an Indian guru before the shotgun. A very atypical existentialist pessimism (UGKrishnamurti).
Large recorded. Some good observation. He was not even a cult around.
But.
Nowhere art.
So again a loser. Ultimately, even a talker.
I mean now that the question of the definition of art a kind of litmus test of any religion, philosophy, esoteric Assembly and so on.
Since all the fun with the whole Döns and listen to drivel that is very fast.
As it is, their true colors.
Since it is important to show what kind of person you are.
As soon debunked the only swollen breasts, Western postmodernism's eastern divan-esque Metaästhetiken not long ohngeistig hand.
There were no priests, who built the magnificent Gothic domes, but these were stonemasons. The obvious understood more of the golden ratio and other essential principles, as the Bible garbled Laber Sacks, awarded the contracts.
Bach's music is not Christian. No Japanese is because Christian Bach.
Otherwise: A True God, but to a lot of Archangel, Mother of God, jinn, devils, lots somehow irrelevant and hinwiederum but very important accompanying rabble. Highly important. Ugh Deibel.
Yes, I did not see all this nonsense for a long time, so I might have to Speiben.
No wonder when you look at this, that many gifted reason refuge in a rationalism that is not significantly better.
Now there is suddenly nothing, except the already explicable.
Again, a church, a Crawl.
Perhaps the defining reptilian aliens really are.
That fit.
