view_headlineWar Instead of Love

Autor: Costin

The misunderstood lessons of a fallen goddess: power, jealousy, betrayal and self-destruction


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When the Old Woman of the Old Man (Baba Moșului), the former goddess of love from other times, confuses love with war, we have this planetary situation. Usually, in creation, we have this situation only at the exit from the night of the Great Year – that is, at the exit from Hell and the entrance into Heaven – where the White Rabbit of the night, who has spent an eternity in her former night of 2,400 years, wakes up before an amusing reality. She does not know what love is, nothing but rebellion. And thus, war is born in creation.


The concept of love at the exit from Hell is interesting, especially from the feminine perspective of the Old Woman of the Old Man. Despite her external sorcery, she feels powerless due to the inner hideousness mirrored by the perspective of the Old Man. This gives birth within her a feeling of injustice and inequality – which, obviously, can only lead to war.


To this war that we keep feeling in creation. To this hatred and feeling of attack at the level of creation. All because, in the arsenal of the great witch of creation, the notion of love has not existed for many epochs.


At this hour, I wonder: if the Old Woman of the Old Man does not know love, then who serves this role of love on this sleeping planet? I think that perhaps this lack of understanding of love can only give birth to its opposite – that is, in this case of divine non-union, war. Does this mean that union would have brought planetary love?


I remember what the Old Woman of the Old Man said in a post: that she turns time back and, for the significance of this sorcery – which would imply a repetition of her two epochs until the next transition period – we would take the exam of passing through Hell once more.


Which, according to the laws of creation, would mean six ages in purgatory for the great witch, as she appears to be in her last incarnation on the day of the Great Year, due to her rebellion against her own role in creation – a role which, on the day of the Great Year, was the opposite of her role on the night of the Great Year.


It is precisely in this sense that we have in creation this seven-year transition through epochs, to mediate adaptation to higher or lower levels of consciousness. However, we have non-union and rebellion at such a level only at the exit from Hell (that is, the night of the Great Year) and the entrance into Heaven. Where this rebellion leads, we can all see.


Through the misalignment of such a monumental master with her own role in creation, I understood that we have the opposite of alignment – that is, rebellion – which has led to a planetary effect of chaos in creation, due to the duality of this world represented by our division from the night of the Great Year.


The Law of the Human Form says something like this, in my translation as a „mystical schizophrenic” (a title offered by the Old Woman of the Old Man): if the plus and the minus do not balance each other, all of creation goes through the process of self-destruction. And from this self-destruction, another meaning is born in creation – especially in the context where the feminine collective (that is, the minus, the pillar of the Moon) must be represented by someone.


This means either that we are playing without Master no. 6 in creation, in the day of the Great Year – which would be hilarious from the perspective of such a great master, to be blocked in creation by her own lessons from Hell – or that Master no. 6 will play her meaning later, as a result of this game.


What also adds an implicit jealousy to this thought, in the vision of the Old Woman, besides this sense of war she feels toward the Old Man. So, as lessons, we have ununderstood lessons in creation: the lesson of power, of love, of war, of jealousy, of betrayal, of theft, of mockery, of debauchery, of creation itself. And the misunderstanding of these lessons leads us to this planetary chaos – because these lessons of creation will never be learned?


Is the perspective of war from Hell in Heaven perhaps love? It remains to be seen. But the dilemmas of creation are major, especially when I think about the meaning of the great witch of creation, about her, about her domains and her fans, who find themselves at the sunrise of the day of the Great Year – a sunrise that, obviously, comes from the East and the North and will illuminate and dissolve this planetary fog over her former domains, regardless.


Rebellion has been spiritually educational, especially as you begin to understand the nature of the lessons of the students of this form through the perspective of the lessons opened by the White Rabbit, which are reflected in their lessons: lies, flight, betrayal, mockery, decadence – which, apparently, turned out to be „mommy's boys”, that is, of the Old Woman of Creation.


Great warriors, influenced by the beliefs of the great witch, who for two epochs believed that there was nothing superior to her in creation and that no one could demand accountability for her deeds.


Which was correct. But this illusion was somewhat crumpled in 2019, and from then until now, this illusion has faded day by day, with each lesson created by the Old Woman of the Old Man through her disobedience. Which brings us back to this planetary chaos. So much war and hatred, jealousy, because the Old Woman of the Old Man does not know the secrets of bowing down, of the meaning of creation. Or, probably, she did not understand that she is a prisoner of war with free will in creation.


The night has closed and will not return for another six epochs, and this chaos in creation can only continue in light through order – which is born through the self-destruction of chaos.

How this story ends – the battle between the darkness of this world and the light of this world in Heaven – is predictable.


Especially when you understand that the morning has dawned, and Aunt Yin – the one who reigns in the territories of the West and the South – is not the mistress within this planetary school, but only a humble servant of the Sun, who has reached the end of her term upon entering the Kingdom of the Sun, where she bows before her Sun, in order to play its opposite meaning in creation, according to the hour of the great year.


For the students of this form, the question remains: Quo vadis?

Toward self-destruction, together with the dark forms of the night of the Great Year?

Or toward light and a meaning in creation?


After all, who plays the role of love on this planet?

Perhaps the answer is painfully simple: no one. Not because love doesn't exist, but because those who were supposed to represent it have forgotten it. And in a world where no one plays love anymore, war becomes the only spectacle left.


Notă editorială:
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