In Which Her Prophet Ruminates Upon 'Stage Two' Of The First Karaal

...this is a condensed, near term version of what I speak of in Her Prophet Explains: Part Four - "The Temple's Tactical Initiatives"...

~Okay, let's start with a couple of cliches; in this I'm going to 'get down to brass tacks' and 'put my cards on the table' here, so pay attention, my Sisters; this one is Important.

I do tend to bitch and moan a lot about my frustration about getting The Temple going in a meaningful way blah blah blah, etc. So now I'm going to lay out what the present situation is and my ideas and plans for moving forward from that space.

Let's begin with what I call Stage One, which is this house and its household, an 1800 sq ft double -wide mobile home in a mobile home park roughly eighty miles north of Los Angeles. It contains Her Prophet, Sister One, an assortment of cats, lots of computers and way too much remnants of two previous households, boxes, furniture, 'knickknacks', etc. It is however roomy and comfy and only needs a bit of spring cleaning.

Yes, we are 'out in the middle of nowhere', which has its pluses and minuses. On the down side, it is the boondocks and has no night life to speak of [small business opportunity!]. On the up side, it's pretty quiet and folks leave you alone [we can 'do stuff' and be ignored].

I have been finessing our finances in such a way that we should be able to afford incorporation as a religious 501(c)(3) within the next twelve months or so. That is the first major step.

What is then needed is a few Domme Sisters who believe in this Work enough to commit to coming out here and help 'fund raise'. In essence – and fully consistent with The Temple's stated goal of Female Supremacy – we will build our foundation upon the backs of male subs. And we will do such in a totally legal fashion.

I quote here from Her Prophet Explains: Part Seven - “Summation”:

"Inside The Temple...will be a select number of like minded men, who shall be called Korettes [koor-et-teez]

Korettes are named after the ancient Greek Goddess Kore', sometimes known as Persephone. Kore' has also been known as a Triple Goddess, Her Three Aspects being Persephone [maiden], Demeter [mother], Hecate [crone]. Korettes is an ancient term itself, translating both as "Sons of Kore" and "Male Servants of Kore".

I suspect that many of The Korettes will be the 'property' of The Temple's Domme Sisters, some powerful out in the world when not wearing their Collar, some full time-live in slaves residing in, and directly serving, The Temple itself. This will also provide a useful alternative model of the male's role for the girls growing up in The Temple.

This form of Female Supremacy will differ greatly from that practiced by many 'professional Dommes' in that is not a game, but a true Life Path. The 'pro's, for the most part, just 'do a job'. They are Service Providers, not real practitioners of Female Supremacy, and so the exercise is merely a pantomime, that when done, relegates those Dommes 'back into the shadows'.

Those Sisters in The Temple who follow The Path of The True Domme will never be that type of 'employee' of Patriarchy."

Therefore True Dommes will never be 'paid for their services', aka prostitution, because that type of cash-for-service exchange, even if it became legal, runs totally counter to The Temple's operating principles as it makes Sisters servants of men. In our model of the world it is The Male who must Serve.

The ways in which our Domme Sisters will make them Serve will vary with each Male. Some may Serve by simply donating their time and energy to help build that which The Temple needs. Others may Serve by acquiring material things The Temple needs and Gifting them [tax deductible of course]. Some will actually come under The Temple's roof and become Initiated Korettes, devoting their lives and property fully to The Temple.

Certainly The Temple will need non-Domme Sisters [at least not full timers] to help us build this thing, to come here and get jobs and pursue careers [Doctors, Lawyers, Nurses, Social Workers and Cops being the optimal tracks for our early goals] and start small businesses and operate our various foundations, all of this being done with the support of The Sisterhood by providing Community, which means room and board, help in finding resources and financing, etc, not just saying 'you go girl'.

But first The Temple will need some land and four to six more double-wides to put on that land [even good ones are cheap as shit these days] and so on. That will be early Stage Two. And I firmly believe that at first this will be largely acquired via the contributions of submissive males. And rightly so. It is past time for The Male To Pay Up.

In Which Her Prophet Whines And Says Fuck A Lot

~I had fun Trollin' The Rapture on Saturday, but I think it kinda [small 'd'] depressed me. You know, once again having my worst suspicions about most of my fellow humans confirmed, that they are fucking stupid and scared sheep who can be tricked into anything by just about any bullshit artist with a good spiel.

I see that on 'the other side of the isle' too, with shit like The Secret and the various New Age Gurus who promise World Peace if you just Think About It Hard Enough and then charge a young fucking fortune for books and workshops to teach people how to Think About It Hard Enough.

Both types, the Fundies and the New Agers are just repackaging Existential Fear as You Need to Believe Harder, which merely says, "You're not trying hard enough" e.g. 'you're failing'. Both types tell you to 'look Elsewhere' [and they always Know The Way] and ignore the Here and Now. They have no Real World Solutions, just ephemeral money making scams that also stroke their fucking massive egos. [hey, being a Living Godhead is a fucking sweet gig..you know for sure the Little Godhead gets lots of attention]

I certainly know what twists my panties is that I'm doing my damnedest to find Sisters who will really Learn what I am tasked to Teach and then LEAD, not merely follow and so far am having only very modest success and even that is fucking tentative at this point. [yeah I know it would help if could finish that fucking book already*]

This is one of those days when I wish I could simply Smile and Blow Smoke Up Your Collective Rectum. It seems that is what most really want. ["Please tell us what to do, O'Great and Glorious Guru!"] And when they find out what I'm asking requires Real Thought and Real Action, that I'm not selling a Nice Neat Package that they can do in X number of Easy Steps, that they might actually have to Deal with Unpleasant Shit, they fucking punk.

Of course I can't run that kind of All You Need Is Love bullshit. All of my Inner Work has utterly ruined me for such a gig. And ain't that a fuckin' hoot? And obviously I'm not going to give up. I'll 'hide out' for a few days, but this Path is now My Life and the only way off is Death.

There, that last line sounded pretty fucking Prophetish, eh? Might be hope for me yet. *nasty smirk*


*I first typed 'find' instead of 'finish'. Interesting, eh?

In Which Her Prophet Considers Taking His Own Advice

~A Sister was bemoaning her State of Being, a 'convoluted, octopus mess', 'One minute..focused & in control, the next..a chaotic rollercoaster, the next depressed & paranoid, the next euphoric & at peace.'

I laid Krishnamurti on here; "It is no measure of good health to be well-adjusted to a profoundly sick society." And then I said..

"Of course you're 'moody'. You pay attention to how insane the world is, how it is getting more insane with each passing day and how it is going to get even worse before it gets better...with much doubt that it ever will get better.

By your own words you feel helpless and powerless in the face of that reality. That is an affliction of the Awaken. And we all know you are constitutionally incapable of being Sleep. Part of your trouble with Hollywood btw.

You must simply keep Searching and Learning until the day arrives that you can find some Inner Peace in the face of that collective human madness. Not a placid mindless peace, but a sharp focused Peace that allows you to keep doing whatever Work that chooses you without going completely mad yourself.

Until then, eyes open and one foot in front of the other. xoxox"

Afterward I thought, "Y'all might wanna try that more often yersef, pal."

In Which Her Prophet Once Again Clarifies His Purpose

~I say in various places - the frontispiece of The Explanation most prominently - that “every single day I do something that brings the manifestation of that Vision [of a Global Amazon Republic] closer to fruition.”

Some days that consists of little more than just getting out of bed and thinking about the thing. Given my own Damage, that is the case all too often, which is merely one more reason why Le-Le and I need more Sisters to come and take up this Work.

That is also the primary source of my displeasure with The Sister Formerly Known As Two. I just said to her that my real focus “is ultimately all Sisters who will join us upon this path. I had hoped that you were one of them, which is the reason I gave you such much of my time and energy. That you were not, and likely never had been, was the primary source of my feelings of failure; I had failed The Sisterhood.”

I ended the relationship not because of the sex, which was pretty damned good, or because of her emotional state, which was getting worse by the minute, but because it had become abundantly clear that she was never ever going to focus upon The Temple and had likely never had any intention of doing so.

Even now she still makes noise about Le-Le and I being merely 'a couple' and totally ignores the Greater Goal. I suspect I'm going to run into a lot of that, women focusing on me while trying to blow smoke up my ass about 'sisterhood'. *sigh*

And there is another reason we need more Sisters to come and help us with this Work; they would be another barrier to those kinds of women, faux-sisters looking for 'a Daddy to fix them'. Not is not my fucking job.

In that regard THIS is my job; “Use the Presence and Voice of Her Prophet as a Substitute, a being upon which you may transfer all your issues with the actual Authority of The Male. Have no doubt that he will surrender all that power back to you fully and without reservation. I know his heart and he does not truly want to keep that power.” ...from Her Prophet Explains: Part One - "Her Prophet"

I understand how some can get confused, but the above is in part about 'working through Daddy Issues', not about me actually being your Daddy. Even if my hoped for daughters are one day born, they'll need to be raised by The Sisterhood far more than by me. I should be the Fading Patriarch off in the background and the Sisters all around them the ones that give them the love and support they need and be the role models to follow.

Meantime, another day is passing and I have done what I am able do to 'bring the manifestation of that Vision closer to fruition' while praying that it is enough.

Her Prophet Writes

~Well, this is a somewhat odd sensation. I woke up from a rather substantial nap – roughly five hours – to the revelation that the piece I've been working on is not the one I thought I was working on. That in fact that piece may no longer even exist at this point.

I was under the impression that I've been working on “Home on The Range” ..life on a small Karaal on the edge of The Outlands..” when it seems I've actually been working on “The Great Grass Plain” ..Red Epona [a Horse Clan] rides through the Midwest and encounters the ruins of old America.. And what little there was of “Home” has been utterly subsumed into “Plains,” which itself has transformed substantially from 'original concept'.

Guess that means I'm doing my job. Still feels weird...

My Writing Process; A Tale of Horror

~There is an AA meeting out in the Pacific Palisades known as The Writers Group. It's a Closed Meeting, meaning it is only for 'self identified alcoholics'. It was founded by a small group of professional writers who were also recovering alcoholics. I'm sure you're thinking, “Alcoholic writers? Who ever heard of such a thing?”

Anyway, I consider that my 'home group', even though I have not been there in years [it's a 160 mile round trip from here]. And I'm not breaking anyone's anonymity in this - the meeting is publicly listed as such - except my own of course and that horse left the barn years ago.

Once upon a time, a writer whom I respect was talking about their 'process'. He said it was a lot like being 'active'; he was 'driven' to write, even though it often tormented him, that many times writing created problems in his relationships, and while he often failed at it, at other times it gave him amazing highs. In other words, it was a 'form of insanity' that he could not escape.

There were a lot of nodding heads and rueful smiles that night. I personally really really 'got it'. I spoke with him after the meeting, sharing how I'd been in a 12 Step group called ARTS Anonymous [Artists in Recovery through the Twelve Steps] and how it had been a total failure for me [and quite a few others] and I had realized over time that the Artistic Process could not survive the direct application of the 12 Steps; it was form of Madness. We could only use The Steps upon our own Self and then hope that such would make living and working with that process a bit easier.

That is what I'm dealing with now. The past few days I have felt 'lost and emotionally hollowed out', which is the standard aftermath of finishing an intense bout of writing. [I use the word bout quite purposefully] I also tend to forget this as well, like an addict or alcoholic who forgets the havoc of using each and every time until they either die or get Sober...and I'll be a Writer until I die.

Some of you try to 'push me' to 'get going'. Well, you can forget that shit. In my experience so far, the only external behavior that helps me is to be 'babied' and allowed to writhe and moan until I'm done. Anything else only evokes anger and jams the entire process up.

Yes, that's fucking annoying. Even I find it so when I'm not 'in process'. But when I'm in that place, it seems to be the only thing that comforts me and moves thing along. In other words, if you want to support me in my writing, you have to 'enable' me while I'm doing so. Now ain't that a bitch. lol

Death To Mother's Day!

~I hate Mother's Day. [and that's completely separate from my own 'mother issues'] It is the perfect example of the psycho-emotional tyranny of Marketing. Not celebrating Mother's Day has become akin to burning the American flag or taking a shit on a slice of apple pie. This holiday whores our mothers to a Capitalist imperative that otherwise has little use for them beyond breeding more workers and consumers.

Even the founder of Mother's Day, Anna Jarvis, came to hate it within a few years; “A printed card means nothing except that you are too lazy to write to the woman who has done more for you than anyone in the world. And candy! You take a box to Mother - and then eat most of it yourself. A pretty sentiment.” She spent the rest of her life, and all of her money, trying to disestablish the holiday.

So I shall honor Ms Jarvis' wishes and rail against the thing. To simply ignore it would be even lazier than sending a card.

A Comment That Would Not Fit

...this is a 'comment' for this post: Crazy Eddie's Motie News: Meditations on #sustainability...

“While reading the above, some of you may have asked, 'why does an entire civilization need a single Spiritual Path?'

Part of that answer is quite simple; we, The Temple of The Pentavalence, were created with the goal of utterly transforming human civilization as it presently stands and we were created is this form because history has shown over and over and over again that a Spiritual Path is the single most effective and long lasting method of achieving such a total transformation.

Such a total transformation is required because, as stated above, the human species is clearly in trouble. And there is another answer to the question, 'why does an entire civilization need a single Spiritual Path?'

The answer is, “In order to guide a Triple Economy.”

In his prescient volume, Small is Beautiful, E.F. Schumacher made the observation that there was both a Primary Economy, which consists of what 'nature' provides, what Capitalism would call 'raw materials', and a Secondary Economy, which is the actual production of 'finished goods' from said raw materials.

More than three decades later, J.M. Greer expanded upon this paradigm by the keen observation that there is a Tertiary Economy, one which manipulates the first two. He is speaking purely of Industrial Capitalism as his writing comes in the post-Soviet era, but it's clear that Soviet Communism was just as much a Tertiary Economic Model as Capitalism. It simply reached its End Game first.

In laying out the framework for an Economic Model for The New Matriarchy, we shall utilize [and modify] a number of the ideas of Schumacher, and to a lesser extent, Greer, though we shall also reject portions of these ideas because they are both Cultural Minimalists and Neo-Luddites, positions we strongly believe to be anti-survival for reasons which will shortly be made clear.

First, we believe it necessary to make some change in terminology. Primary, Secondary, and Tertiary are all a bit too vague. They refer to the order of things, but not their content. So, we have renamed them and begun to expand upon their definition.

The Primary or “Natural” Economy:

The phrase Natural Economy is more evocative of the meaning intended, the resources available in Nature. It needs to be pointed out however that Nature is not limited to this world alone, that the Universe has vast resources as well. But we shall stay with Natural Economy as 'universal economy' could be confused with other constructs.

The Secondary or “Productive” Economy:

This really covers everything, all goods and services, from Geppetto cobbling a single pair of shoes in his workshop to the vast machinery of ConAgra harvesting twenty million acres in the American heartland. Hopefully, one day it will include things like an industrial complex at El Five and the mining of the Asteroid Belt.

The Tertiary or “Conceptual” Economy:

This is the part that does not actually exist in solid reality, hence “Conceptual”. It could also be called the “Ideological” Economy. It is dangerous in that it is not constrained by real world factors like the first two, at least not until those real world factors make themselves known and usually in a catastrophic manner, like bursting of various financial bubbles, or, in the case of the Soviet Union, a system wide operational failure of the Construct itself.

Therefore, The Triple Economy is the combined paradigms of the Natural, Production, and Conceptual Economies.

It is in the area of the Conceptual Economy that the economy of this New Matriarchy shall first take shape, on a small scale to begin with, but ultimately expanding throughout the globe and then, Goddess willing, out into The Universe itself.

For most of the Modern Era, roughly the last five hundred years, two Conceptual Economies have dominated. Broadly speaking they can be called the Collectivist/ Egalitarian Construct [Socialism, Communism, Social Democracy, etc] and the Individualist/Elitist Construct [Capitalism, Imperialism, Liberal Democracy, etc].

Both have existed in human societies since the beginning of history, but were always subordinated to some other social, political, and/or theological paradigm. It is only in the Modern Era that they emerged to operate in their own right.

Obviously these constructs are very powerful and dynamic though neither has completely edged out the other. The most successful systems have proved to be a balanced combination of the two, though achieving that is not as easy as it sounds.

And each of them had a fatal flaw. Ultimately, at their most fundamental level, they are based upon Self Centered Materialism, the paradigm of “Three Hots and a Cot.”

To the Cold and the Hungry, that is certainly a most attractive paradigm. And therein lays much of the power of each construct, and that dynamic can carry a society for a number of generations.

But at some point it hits what could be called an 'existential wall'. When all ones basic needs are met – food, shelter, survival – and then all ones less basic needs are met – luxury, comfort, indulgence – then what? Here we encounter the issues delineated in Maslow's Hierarchy of Needs. After all the above needs have been satisfied, there are the Spiritual Needs, the need to find and understand the purpose of our existence, the “Why Are We Here?” issue.

Soviet Communism collapsed because they not merely failed to answer this question, they rejected it outright. In the end, the people's of the Soviet Empire rejected that rejection and without the use - once again - of the Iron Fist, the whole edifice came crashing down. Without any real Purpose, the Will to Repress had failed along with the Will to Endure.

Western Industrial Capitalism seemed to thrive with its “Three Hots and a Cot plus a Wide Screen TV” paradigm. But that requires a level of consumption and exploitation that has proven to be unsustainable and the End Game for that is now upon us with a vengeance.

Plus neither Construct ever fielded a Greater Purpose that its citizens were fully inspired by in the long term, with the result being Apathy, Anger, and Addition on a massive scale, the attempt by hundreds of millions to fill that Existential Void.

And now a general Collapse is upon us, Social, Economic, Physical, Spiritual, not the total breakdown that some predict – and even long for – but significant enough to be quite painful and possibly contain the seeds of a larger and more complete Collapse further down the line.

For our survival, we must do two practical things; get our heavy industry off of the surface of this planet, Gaea, our home, our Mother.. They are wounding Her. And we must reduce our overall numbers. We are suffocating Her. Trust me, if we do not do this ourselves, Gaea will do it for us. She has in fact already begun to do so.

The above ideologies, both Religious and Economic, are utterly incapable of first task, Industry Up, for reasons of Greed, Political Short Sightedness, and Theological Blindness. Such an undertaking would not generate the obscene profit margins that Capitalism requires, would demand a Focus and Effort beyond any Election Cycle, and fly in the face of all End Times Thinking.

The second task, Population Down, would encounter vast resistance across the board. “Whose population must go down?” would be the cry. Every nation, race, polity, etc would point their fingers at every other and scream “Racism!” or “Genocide!” or whatever they thought would apply or give them the most psycho-political traction.

But what does any of this have to do with the establishment of a New Matriarchy?”

...for that answer go here: http://theexplanation-nebris.blogspot.com/2010/07/her-prophet-explains-part-three-temples.html

Nebs Sez

"Shit's pretty fucking rough out here. Micky D's just turned away 943,000 job applicants. [yeah, that number is right] Me and Sister One may be a pair of old gimps on Disability living in a doublewide, but we're actually doing better than tens of millions of Americans."

Anna Politkovskaya

~Most of you have likely never heard of this women. But she is clearly worth remembering...and emulating.

"Is Journalism Worth Dying For?": One woman's story via Salon

"For Anna Politkovskaya, Russia was a grim country -- a "managed democracy" governed by brutal leaders and craven bureaucrats, policed by violent and extortionist security services, and reported on only by "servants of the Presidential Administration." Her crusading, obsessive journalism made her many enemies, not least inside the Kremlin; she endured beatings, poisoning, and a mock execution; but she did not back down. Murdered in 2006, her killers never found, Politkovskaya lives on in "Is Journalism Worth Dying For?," a collection of her "final dispatches.""

Where Is America’s Politkovskaya? via The Exile

"...[W]hat is significant about her death is this: Why doesn't America have an Anna Politkovskaya? Why don't we have someone as courageous as she was to tell the story of how we razed Fallujah to the ground Grozny-style? How we bombed to smithereens and ethnically cleansed a city of 300,000 people in retaliation for the deaths of four American contractors? Where is the American Anna Politkovskaya who will tell us about how we directly killed roughly 200,000 Iraqis, and indirectly are responsible for about half a million Iraq deaths since our invasion? Why isn't there a single American willing to risk almost certain death, the way Politkovskaya did, in the pursuit of truth and humanity?"

Very Roman

~So many are crowing over his death. But it changes nothing. He still triumphs from the grave as we have destroyed ourselves to obtain this hollow victory.

Her Prophet Writes

~I just posted the new Part Six story "Point C" over on E Speaks. I'm still kinda fried from writing it. Need to chill for a few days.