Entombment or Enwombment: Mummy or Mother

Blessed art thou among women, and blessed is the fruit of thy womb.

The Mother City

“And what rough beast, its hour come round at last, Slouches towards Bethlehem to be born?”

The Second Coming, Yeats

There are many who have not realised that socialism and its supposed capitalist imperial adversary are both sorcerous enterprises. Do we know the Faustian pact we are covenanting? The rise of the Crystal Palace wherein Dostoevsky intuited Baal in London underlined the odd link between the occult and techno-science. To point to one cultural cauldron there we might think of the British Museum. Therein Magicians, Masons, Marxists, evolutionists, eugenicists and esotericists mixed near the Egyptian mummies. The metropolis (mother city) of magical materialism of matter (from mater - mother) gave birth to many world phenomena. The mother cannot be ignored and must be understood. We are choosing a new mechanical mother at our peril.

There has been much debate recently about the role of the Virgin Mary. Many who reject Mary historically, culturally, ontologically or theologically seem to have an odd view of what they are accepting in the West instead. And yes there has been a deliberate deconstruction in conjunction with rise of a mechanical simulacrum on the way to a posthuman society. Let me not mince words. I’m old-fashionedly sticking with the Virgin or Mother Mary. Around the corner from the museum, Moncure Conway celebrated the wisdom of the snake as a symbol of liberation. Bernal who lived nearby said we would be turned to silicon. Wells who lived in the area would approve. Edgar Alan Poe also lived nearby and intuited the darkness of the vision.

Speaking of visions, I think you can see John Dee’s scrying mirror in the Museum still. This is the real black mirror, not your mobile that nails the hand once again or the tv programme supposedly named thereafter. The magician who conjured the British Empire communicated with ‘intelligences’ and of course was interested in the cryptic. Cryptic intelligence from the lower astral plane that manifests in mapping the world and our consciousness is a culture of death not life and not spirit. The tomb is based on cryptic death by commitment to mechanical, mundane intelligence. Around here Chesterton has an encounter with evil and he changed. He realised that evil is real. Christ is a force of containment and opposition to save us therefrom. Yet we seem to want to succumb to its exotic blandishments, illusions, false hope and lies.

The Quiet Revolution in Quebec changed a Catholic society into one which had a lusty desire for modernisation, not least in its enthusiasm for euthanasia. Death makes you quiet (your body at least). Such changes are part of the global mono-revolution or singular revolution. It also points to the recurrent love of death in the Singular posthuman society. Posthuman means what it says when you look behind all the philosophical rhetoric. The symbol of the bunker, crypt or the tomb might be the symbol of the mentality that leads to subjection to the flood of technology. Walk around the crypts of the British Museum and see where the cryptography that runs your life came from. Like mummies we are being surrounded, not merely with red-tape like Kafka. When objective value goes you live in a lottery on a conveyor belt classified automatically. Our immurmentalisation is assisted by the entombmentality of the mono-revolution.

In opposition to the entombmentality is enwombmentality. Yes it obviously means gestation, but on a number of levels. The West is dying intentionally because of its war on women, presented as liberation, as it wants to transform childbirth into ectogenesis. That is a direct consequence of the anti-Christ movement led by Thomas Henry Huxley, Wells, Haldane, Bernal, Julian Huxley et al. Politics of reproduction and techno-social control is related to acceptance or denial of the Annunciation and Incarnation. The womb or matrix is critical. Ectogenesis is part of the mechanical matrix. Though life can be generated in a mechanical context, the movement from human enwombment is part of the transhumanist-posthumanist trajectory which will proceed by endosymbiosis. It wasn’t just in The Matrix, it was foreseen a century ago by Haldane and suggested by Bernal and Aldous Huxley. They all walked Bloomsbury as did Crowley, Freud, Galton and Darwin and all the cyberneticians who met there. Yeats did too. And I have no doubt he felt the conjured demons that wanted to go home by possessing the minds of the magicians who long thought they could recreate Eden with techniques like deciphering the Rosetta Stone. Did you not get The Story of the Amulet (1906) set in the Museum and round there? Lambs and mothers …

Mechanical Mother

Mary Harrington argues that the Pill was a transhumanist move. Radical feminists argue that for equality men and women should be made biologically the same. Other radical feminists embrace transhumanism. The woman for certain women is being defined by not being a woman. These arguments are consistent with the approach of Margaret Sanger and her embrace of the New World Order of which such policies are a part. Women are to be re-engineered. Elissa Marder makes a link between woman, mother and versions of the myth of Prometheus. She claims it is part of a broader story which involves men being born of the earth instead of women and being linked to the gods. The human era is predicated on intervention of a woman, Pandora. However this is an artificial woman rather than a natural woman. All problems of man come from this, in Marder’s reading. Referring to Nicole Loraux she explains how woman as mother of other women emerges from a dispute between Prometheus and Zeus. She may be Pandora but whether procreated or artificial, the new woman represents a new departure. If you want to read more on transhumanism, I refer you to my book Human Entrance to Transhumanism.

The mysterious principality of the present and coming new order and new age loves technical control of life and death. It encloses and buries the human in technological compartments as it exposes and externalises the phenome. It does so through code which is the new language of the new Tower. Physically, psychically and psychologically we are kept being turned inside out and the inviolable keep of is us is not capable of being kept but mechanically kept being. Castles have innermost sanctuaries in their keep. We have opened the keep in us. We will then be kept people of the mono-revolutionary order. The unbiblical becomes the umbilical.

The pseudo-techno-green takeover embraces the enclosure in the Crystal Palace. This too alters the natural enwombment of the earth for a technical entombmentality making the human less able to subsist in the natural world and more reliant on a techno-milieu leading to TechBondAge. The earth itself is something to be wrapped in satellites and covered with chemicals to hide the heavens, entombed in the world-wide-web and net of technology so they can spy there on us. The technique of the spider is a mechanism of control and death. We will be mummified by the spin of materialism as we destroy the earth and normality.

The word rasterise is one that began to grow in the 1970s’ and especially 1980’s in computing contexts. It referred to making grid patterns of pictures and so on. The word etymologically comes from the idea of a tool for raking. The great Scottish thinker Darcy Thompson wrote On Growth and Form in 1917 which many admire as one of the great scientific books. In it he used many transformations or coordinate translations to show a grid pattern which enabled us to visualise how shapes were transformed. I would guess the word was used in military contexts looking at an earlier phase of minimal use. Nets, grids and such patterns are very useful for translation of form. We think all these nice people are laying the cables and shooting the satellites always for our own good, notwithstanding the consistent relationship between new worlders and such technology. The network is a mechanism to translate the human into a new form. As you are integrated into the grid, the fallacy and danger of denial of the Virgin Mary for the Dynamo will be revealed.

We may come back to The Great Mother: An Analysis of the Archetype (1955) by Erich Neumann (1905-1960). Some authors see the Great Mother manifesting in technological contexts in recent times as an artificial woman. Camila Paglia advocates the relevance of Neumann. She explains the fallacy of early matriarchal analysis associated with feminism. She believes use of Joseph Campbell by feminists was misleading in comparisons to Neumann. She wrote,

“The ancient Great Mother was a dangerously dual figure, both benevolent and terrifying, like the Hindu goddess Kali. Neumann saw this clearly, but Campbell and the goddess’ feminist boosters did not: they sanitized and simplified, stripping away the goddess’ troublesome residue of the archaic and barbaric. Neumann cited and praised Bachofen’s pioneering work in prehistory but was careful to note that the latter’s idea of matriarchy (as Neumann puts it in The Great Mother) must be “understood psychologically rather than sociologically.” While quoting Bachofen in The Origins and History of Consciousness, Neumann insists that the matriarchal stage “refers to a structural layer and not to any historical epoch.”

Paglia believes Jungian tradition from which this comes is more embracing of nature than the socially-constructed poststructuralism she criticises. Materialist mindset produces mechanistic metaphors and motifs that inform the effort to bring into being a mechanical Great Mother.

How will we be turned to silicon, crystal or stone? It is the tradition of alchemy and necromancy, skull and bones rather than Calvary and Golgotha. You have your mobile, then your wearable and then the implant. The mother is connected mechanically then by an umbilical cord which rebirths you inside the matrix in inversion by endosymbiosis. Perhaps they were inspired by the sarcophagus. It means flesh-eating stone. Pygmalion reversion by digital petrification.

“I sold flowers. I didn't sell myself. Now you've made a lady of me I'm not fit to sell anything else.”