The underworld, under the earth, hidden by the dark veil of matter… It being hidden from the life-giving energy of the sun, yet there is purpose.
This is the reason it is the realm of the dead. It is not given sustenance by the fire of the sun. The underworld has no contact with the realm of light, with the realm of fire. This is why it is the realm of death, the realm of Thanatos.
But the light, the fire, of the sun dances upon the surface of the veil, and the seed-form, jiva clothes itself in the material of the surface-veil. The matrix aggregates around the core soul/seed… When the fire caresses the shroud of the matrix and the warmth penetrates the thin veil to that seed under the earth, the seed begins to sprout and form a new life.
And thus, all along the vast surface of the mighty veil walk the myriad creatures who are formed from the fire. The universal fire animates them, the spark that they feed upon, as they slowly succumb to the draw of the void in the underworld. The spinning black-hole vortex that draws one ever towards entropy and decay…
This is the reason it is the realm of the dead. It is not given sustenance by the fire of the sun. The underworld has no contact with the realm of light, with the realm of fire. This is why it is the realm of death, the realm of Thanatos.
But the light, the fire, of the sun dances upon the surface of the veil, and the seed-form, jiva clothes itself in the material of the surface-veil. The matrix aggregates around the core soul/seed… When the fire caresses the shroud of the matrix and the warmth penetrates the thin veil to that seed under the earth, the seed begins to sprout and form a new life.
And thus, all along the vast surface of the mighty veil walk the myriad creatures who are formed from the fire. The universal fire animates them, the spark that they feed upon, as they slowly succumb to the draw of the void in the underworld. The spinning black-hole vortex that draws one ever towards entropy and decay…
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Date: 2003-09-21 12:10 pm (UTC)