mendacity – lying, untruthful. 

the practising and the preaching have long since set sail in opposite directions. 

This is the opening sentence of ‘A Tale of Two Cities’ by Charles Dickens: 

“It was the best of times, it was the worst of times, it was the age of wisdom, it was the age of foolishness, it was the epoch of belief, it was the epoch of incredulity, it was the season of Light, it was the season of Darkness, it was the spring of hope, it was the winter of despair, we had everything before us, we had nothing before us, we were all going direct to Heaven, we were all going direct the other way – “

      These words, encapsulate some of my own feelings  about the situation unfolding in the world at this moment in time, from the events of March to April  2003.

      Recently I saw the classical movie ‘Cat on a Hot Tin Roof’, with Paul Newman, Elizabeth Taylor and Burl Ives as Big Daddy. Based on the Tenessee Williams play.  Big Daddy uses an interesting word: mendacity. And in the light of the lies and dishonesty emerging from the highest places of power, I would say we could call this time the Age of Mendacity.  

We have someone like Silvio Berlusconi,  changing the  legislation of Italy to make himself immune from prosecution. And the mendacity of Tony Blair and George Bush defies description. 

The difference between today and say the past 3 or 4 decades, is that today the cat is out of the bag. This does not mean that mass indoctrination is not taking place through the media, but  there are cracks in the hegemony and they are growing at an alarming rate.  

We have become used to seeing clusters of men in black suits at global conferences, G8, WTO, etc., at Seatlle, Genova, and recently in Geneva, contrasted to rioting in the streets outside, or in the vicinity.  

Via negativa 

A via negativa, which corresponds comfortably with my Scorpionic propensitites. That is to say, I have to use a negative critique to arrive at positive conclusions. I suppose it also includes the fact that I am living with the seed of dying within me. One has to be honest. No long term plans can be made, every day is weighed against how much time there is left, the great unknown question.  But we are all living with the seed of death within us. It is, just a matter of time, Kronos, who is always shown in classical images with his hour glass and his scythe!

    Nevertheless, we cannot give up, though we can and do, cover our ‘selves’ with a blanket of ash! It is as if the lens, the frame through which I am looking at life, is in itself, decayed. There should be a poem in here. Old mirrors! 

Tim Berners-Lee inventor of WWW. Born and raised in London, ruled by Gemini -

 "...the family was also respectful of spiders: Mary Berners-Lee hung cotton threads down into the bath tub so fallen spiders could scale the smooth sides."

Scientific American, December 1997, Vol. 227 No.6. p.21. 

The Washing of the Feet. PISCES.

The Woman with the Alabaster Jar.

There are no sides in a round world.


The square, the triangle, have sides. Surfaces, facets, planes, hard edges, corners, and so on.

But the roundness of the circle, the sphere, the World, has no facets, planes, hard edges, corners and so on.

The sphere, globe, ball, can be "felt". It is a tactile experience. Fruit and flesh, fabulous forms to the touch.

Sculpture in the round.

The breasts, testicles, the eyeballs, the buttocks, the skull and the knob of the penis, celebrate roundness, curves, tactile and sensitive to the touch.

In phrenology, the head is felt for descriptive surfaces; the breasts and penis are sucked for the white liquid they release, the liquid of life; the Water of Life Itself.


Jung, M.C. p. 53   

The left-handed contact and crosswise, union of the right hands— sub rosa — is a startlingly concrete and yet very subtle hint of the delicate situation in which "venerable nature" has placed the adept.

In German it appears as the symbol of silence. It was sculptured on the ceiling of the banquet hall to warn the guests against the repetition of what was heard beneath it. "The White Rose was especially sacred to silence. It was carved in the centre of the Refectory of the ancients for the same reason, " and the expression Sub Rosa, which was equivalent among the Romans to an inviolable pledge, originated in the ancient dedication of the flower to Aphrodite, and its reconsecration by Cupid to Harpocrates, the tutelary deity of Silence, to induce him to conceal the amours of the goddess of love.

A.E.Waite, INTRODUCTION, The Real History of the Rosicrucians, p. 18.

Bayley, Lost Language

sub rosâ, p.7.

"...among the initiates of Freemasony were numerous

working and wayfaring men..." p.9.

itinerant apostles; wandering minstrels...

"... keep alive the smouldering embers..."

STORKS, p. 10.  

She always wakes up in a bad mood. But today it is raining and she enjoys the coolness. Birdsong and the black and yellow beetles eating the green grapes. So much to tell, so little time.

The "...various worlds that he inhabited..." Julian David on Van der Post, "...and branches in society..." "All shamanic healing is done by theatre..."

"By their fruits ye shall know them."

"The white person nouroshed on that great black breast..."

White South Africans.