mission wrote:Rayge wrote:So, who were the other two autotheists, then?
Never did find out.
Pretty sure it wasn't an alias
We all worship ourselves, cobber. Nothing particularly special there.
Even self-despisers hold their own despising in high regard.
Nothing to do with worship, old bean .
More a recognition that each of us lives in a self-created world and many of us prefer to acknowledge that by exteriorizing the function. As a necessary corollary, everyone else is also god, so no need for bent knees.
I'm fundamentally interested in gods and daemons and other 'supernatural' critters because I consider them all to be manifestations of the structure of our minds and being around common themes and experiences. For instance, the thread I began recently in which I asked if people had experienced a particular state of mind involving clarity, dissociation and lengthening of time at points where they have been suddenly place in some kind of existential crisis, which I experienced when I was present at the deaths of my grandmother and father, before I'd been anywhere near any drugs, and recognized occurring several times when taking psychedelics. It occurred to me that this mental state, one which unlocks you from the habitual way you censor the world and perceives the passage of time, would be a useful survival aid, so I can imagine that if ever it occurred naturally, evolution would have locked it in to many animals. But when self-awareness is applied to this perhaps natural state of mind - call it an 'instinct for survival' - it can only see it as 'other' and from outside, as it is so different – while undeniably protective.
In many ways, it's contiguous to the LSD experience (as most drugs work by locking on to receptors in the nervous system that are presumably there to receive chemical messages generated by the body itself; maybe acid triggers these receptors in unexpected ways - or maybe the body sees it as an existential crisis ), and I've come to identify it with the Holy Guardian Angel that is not only part of the mythos of several religions, but was also the goal (or more precisely, attaining the knowledge and conversation of the HGA) of the Sacred Rite of Abra-Melin the Mage, which Crowley carried out at Boleskine (one of the main reasons Jimmy Page bought the place) and which is pretty much calculated, over the course of several months, to precipitate existential crises.