The Why of Man’s Existence (13)–Soul, A Dangerous Concept (1)
Nov 13, 2016
The kitchen elementals had prepared a grand picnic lunch for everyone, as it was a most excellent autumn day in Camelot. The sky was absent of clouds, and the leaves were turning
EsoHomilies: The Making of A True Soul (13)-The Devil’s Tale
colors upon the trees, and the temperature well within the range of the human comfort zone.
With a little help from Morgana’s magic, everyone was resting upon a flattop hill by the western ocean. Merlin was not present as he had business in the city this day.
Tristan asked, “Any questions?”
Kathy raised her hand, saying, “Yes, I have a question. I know Michael spent much time explaining how the brain creates the personal and collective minds. Could you be so kind, as to discuss it again as some may have missed his lessons? You know what they say, “A Prophet is not much appreciated when he shares higher knowledge with his chums.”
Tristan began, “First, I need to return to our previous lessons so to discuss the extremely misleading and harmful concept introduced in the writings of post-Aryan India, the Mediterranean Neo-Platonists, the Occidental Hermeticists and Alchemists, the 19th century Spiritualism Movement in England and America, and the recent New Age metaphysical groups. The concept in question being an incredulous belief, “All human beings possess a permanent, unified, aphysical soul, or individual self, provided by an omnipresent, omniscient, omnipotent, omnibenevolent God.
“I purposely used the word ‘incredulous’ as such a belief is: [1] clung to with determination by devotees of particular religions and philosophies and in the absence of any rational support, [2] maintained, in the absence, of solid supporting evidence provided by their spiritual gurus, [3] cannot be validated or verified by unbiased personal introspection, [4] at odds with careful analysis of introspective experience, and [5] not consistent with the scientific findings provided by modern psychoneurology. Support for this position will be forthcoming, as I discourse further upon this subject.
“Continuing to cling onto this imagined social concept, or personal wish, is not only foolish and irrational, but impedes one doing useful Work directed toward discovering experientially, the actual source of what we have been taught to call the ‘I.’ Which, in truth, is no more than the psychophysical entity created by our inward and outward neurological image-operators and reinforced and defined by our enculturation.
“For your edification and entertainment, I offer a teaching tale, once related to me by a certain minor, and rather witty, demon I know. It concerns a visit, his highness the Devil made to Heidelberg, many centuries ago. I trust you find such apropos.
Once, long ago, the Devil was leisurely strolling in the Black Forest near Heidelberg Castle. He was in a most jolly mood for it was a beautiful spring day. The sun was shining gloriously overhead. The sky was without clouds and its blueness stretched as far as one could see. The air bore the clean scent of the day following a nightly rainfall. Fresh greenery was bursting forth on ground and on trees.
In truth, the Devil was on vacation and chose to visit the Rhineland–for he had many pleasant memories of his old friends from the Eastern lands–the sackers of Rome. He smiled to himself as he remembered these days of plundering, raping, killing, and good times with his friends. Hard to find friends like these today, sadly he thought.
Soon he noticed that he was within the little city proper, and as the day was growing warm, and he was thirsty, he decided to stop for a mug of beer and a chat with some of the locals.
He looked about and found a busy patio full of rather dour beer drinkers and pretty large-bosomed serving wenches. He sat down at an empty place, in the midst of the drinkers, and ordered a large mug of beer for himself and everyone else, and appetizers for all. Needless to say, all the men turned to thank him with a toast and a cheer. The drinker to his right asked his name and where he was came from as he was not dressed in a manner with which they were acquainted.
The Devil stood up, addressing all those present, “I am on vacation mostly, but, I need to seriously discuss some spiritual matters with your local Lutheran minister. Mainly, his continual and needless berating of Heidelberg’s fine citizens, as to drinking, wenching, and otherwise enjoying God’s grand creation.”
The drinker to his left said, “If you are here to speak with our minister about such matters, I imagine you must be a Master of the Holy Scriptures.”
Another man looked up from his beer asking, “Are you, a man of God? I am not sure, for you are not dressed as a cleric nor appear so stuffy and self-righteous.”
The devil remained standing. Smiling and looking around, he proposed a toast to all present. “My new friends, you are correct. I am well acquainted with the Lord and have been so all of my life. I am something more than a cleric and have never been accused of being stiff or self-righteous. You can all see that I like your beer . . . not to mention your fine breasted young ladies. So here is a cheer for all of you. Live a good life and enjoy whatever God has provided, be it food, beer, or bedtime indulgences.”
After downing his pitcher of beer, he ordered another round. “My fine ladies, bring another set of large mugs for my friends and for yourselves. I am never short of monies, but, it is not often that I find such a nice crowd to share brews with.”
So the girls brought more beers and food and then sat down to listen to such a wise and generous man of God.
The Devil, still standing, began, “I have spoken to many wise persons over my life and have learned and come to practice living wisely. If I might have your permission, I would like to share some of this with you. What say you?”
Everyone lifted a beer and good-naturally shouted a spirited ‘go forth.’
Bowing to everyone, the Devil began, “Some of those with whom I debated taught that no man has a permanent soul from God Above. All that God provides is the seed for a soul. To make a soul takes much effort and sacrifice. Consequently, very few succeed in making a soul.”
One of the beer drinkers, a philosopher, yelled out, “Seems reasonable to me.”
The Devil smiled a very big smile, saying, “Well, reasonable or not, it is not true. For I know for a fact, a fact given to me by the holiest hermits in the Holy Lands, that God gives everyone a soul and that is the end of the matter.”
The drinkers all murmured in agreement.
The Devil continued, “Souls are very precious to God and so he does not waste them. God realizes that people cannot live a perfect life so when they die he makes them do some minor repentance in Purgatory as a payment and, then everyone–it is onward to heaven and some eternal fun. Damnation is a figment of a distorted church minister.”
The local philosopher pipped up, “This is not true, but God makes you work for your soul.”
The Devil responded, “Dear Friend, even if this were true, God would not make it too hard. Moreover, you do not have to start working on a soul today for you have many days ahead. I have been assured by the very best of priests and protestant ministers that 2 weeks of hard soul work is enough for God.”
Hearing such, the philosopher replied, “I guess you must be correct, as long as we do some real work.”
By the end of some four more rounds of beer and food, the Devil had convinced everyone that: [1] each one really had a soul, [2] everyone went to heaven eventually, [3] the payment for getting to heaven was really not so much–even a poor man could afford payment–in labor if nothing else, and [4] that a good life, a Godly life, is filled with church going on Sundays and religious holidays and beer and wenching on other days.
The Devil rising from his seat made one last toast, “Friends, now that you know the real truth, enjoy life and enjoy going to church. Just agree with the preacher and he will come drink with you and all shall be well in Heaven and on Earth. Wish me a good trip.”
And everyone did indeed wish him a good trip.
As he returned to his vacation, he thought to himself, “Now that was a pleasant day indeed, and unexpected to boot. Another misguided set of citizens, nice. I may need to ask God for a larger portion of heaven–so many followers.”’
Ending the teaching tale, Tristan commented, “I am not the Devil, but I do wish you to think upon the matter of whether or not you need to expend super efforts so to gain a permanent soul? The philosopher was correct, but not very dedicated as they tend to be. If you want a soul, realize that the division is between human beings themselves, and not between humans and lower primates and mammals. A soul is too valuable to be given as a gift in its fullness. There are no free lunches on Earth or in Heaven.
TO BE CONTINUED