6 June - (Air) Liber LXV, 2:57-58
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57. The prophet cried against the mountain; come thou hither, that I may speak with thee!
58. The mountain stirred not. Therefore went the prophet unto the mountain, and spake unto it. But the feet of the prophet were weary, and the mountain heard not his voice. -
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57. The prophet cried against the mountain; come thou hither, that I may speak with thee!
58. The mountain stirred not. Therefore went the prophet unto the mountain, and spake unto it. But the feet of the prophet were weary, and the mountain heard not his voice.Where are we? Who are the players in this prophet and mountain story? Mohammed; or the Prophet of the Lovely Star?
Effort is vain, on some level. I have always understood it to be so. When push comes to shove all you can do is make yourself attractive, go to the dance, and hope someone will ask you onto the floor.
But even so, there is something wrong with the whole conceit: mountains, and demands, and travel, and even the apparent deafness of the mountain—all of this is wrong. I am left asking myself whether this is the discussion I should be having? If the terms are all wrong and inappropriate then the point seems to be:
**You have no frame of reference for conceiving how this is supposed to go down. **
The very underpinings of my thoughts and all of my assumptions are wrong, built on sand. So this is a vain story of a vain man engaged in a vain effort.
Then what of "Success is your proof" ? The testimonials of healing, the speaking in tongues, and the handling of snakes! Notions of privilege and expectation seem to be on trial here. Whose? Who or what fails?
For all their glitter, all images are fictions—all art is fiction, that is its truth—art tells the truth about fiction.
In the end it will undo itself, and then what?Love and Will
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not to conquer the mountain, but to be it... you know-- the strong, silent type.
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Whoa… Hold on. I know if I was a mountain I think I would have wondered how he should be so bold to ‘Command” me to come to him and listen to him.
Maybe he did not know my language and I did not understand, or maybe he did not notice that I did not have feet and ears.
One would wonder why I the mountain should be listening at all. Does this person not know that I may have been around since the beginning of the earth and if he would listen to me, he would learn more in a few hours than he has learned in years?
I would say that this man is arrogant and proud of what little he does know and does not truly understand that his knowledge is like the amount of juice in one grape.
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i am thoroughly reminded, again, of the pantheon bar:
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@Dar said
"But what happened when Mohammad went to the Mountain?"
One story has it that he said something along the lines of: god is merciful.
Love and Will
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What does the mountain have to do with words or purpose or desire or reason? Does the mountain have tired feet?
The image of a mountain brings to mind that which the hermit has climbed. It also brings to mind obstacles in general.
When one has reached the top one still 'chops wood' -although with a much wider view/perspective.
I hadn't heard the story of Mohammed and the mountain before. What did come to mind was the parable of Jesus speaking to the fig tree and then referencing commanding the mountain to be removed and cast into the sea.