The Book of Zos


Copyright 1995 by Mu Kraken

From The Book of the Wishdome of Zos:

Zos  the  Water Prophet came down of the mountains, saying, 

"Hear me, o ye who turn the paddy and look to spikenard! 

For I am a  man  as other  men,  who  talks and walks 

and smokes and spits like unto other men.  

And ye have heard from all the wise, 

yet  ye  were  not  pleased, 

though  they clattered and nattered 

'til the bovine beasties once more sojourned at the source. 

Will ye put other men  before  me?  

Will  ye grave the carny images?  

Will  ye  not  grant me the same privilege ye granted the others: 

to natter awhile and leave you unpleased?



"O ye whose bowels stir not over-turbulently, 

listen and hark  and leave  the  priests  and their temples!

Womb-shrinkers!  Soul embalmers!  Eunuch-makers!

They  are  hypocrites, thieves,  murderers  of  mind  and body!

And they know not Heaven even when it cometh up arrears and 

cheweth them upon their hinderparts...

 

     And their God is Lord of the Fief.  Six days a 

week they wallow in self-pity, zenophobia, and cholestorol, 

keeping a hawk's eye to the close-knit  penny.   Then  on the 

seventh day they grovel before their Lord, eat a monstrous lunch, 

and return home both sanctified and  very drowsy.

          Three  hundred  sixty-two  days  a  year  they  revile  

the poor, squeezing life force from them at the workplaces and 

chasing them from their doors with curses and state-of-the-art 

weaponry.  Then on three special annual holy days they grow teary-

eyed and generous. On two of those days they pool their least 

desirable foodstuffs and send a great feast of starches to each 

impoverished family.  On that other holy day  they  send  the  

children  of  those  families  a lethal dose of sugar disguised as 

multicolored treats.

          Jovehovah, Lord of the Celestial Throne was begat by 

Zeus; Zeus,  Lord  of  Mt.   Olympus,  was  begat  by Keress, 

Goddess of Grain, and Verdenthorn, God of Game; these last two 

were birthed from Tiamat  and  Apsu, the salt and the fresh water.

          I  say  unto  thee, it is easier to pet a fly in a 

butcher's shop than to find a woman who can operate an abacus.          	A woman without humor is a wet tablet, a mouse nibbling  at 

your scrolls,  a  finger of hemp in a cracked reed wherefore the smoke doth  leak out the crack.

          She considereth man as a child, feeding his pride  till  

he  grow fat and his chest protrudeth.  Then she falleth upon him 

and devoureth  him so he be hungry the rest of his life.

 from Mu Kraken's Commentary on Zos:

          NOTE  ON  NAMES  OF  GOD:  The  word God comes from a

Gothic word meaning "good" and/or "Goth".  Jove (actually

pronounced "yo-way")  is  a  cognate  of  YHVH  (pronounced 

"yah-way"), a Habiru word which was anglicized by King  James' 

translators  to  appear  as  Jehovah.  The  Canaanite  word for God,

El, was replaced by the Habiru Ya around 2300 BC, about the same

time  Abraham  migrated  to  Canaan,  according  to archaeological 

evidence and Arabic legend.  El survives in names such  as Michael,

Gabriel, Samuel, Raphael, et al.  Ya became  YHVH  ("I  am  that  I 

am"  or  "existing  self- sufficient" or simply "existence").  Jupiter

("yoo-piter") may be an Indo-European form of the  Semitic  Ya    

(Jupiter  =  "God-the-  Father",  pitar being a cognate of "pater"

and  "father").  The Latin Deus ("day-oos") and Greek Dios

("dee-os")  are cognates  of the Indo-European Dyaus ("dee-ows" or

"jouse"), as is the Greek Zeus ("zay-oos" or "zooce").  Incidently,

the name  Peter  is  a  multiple  pun  on pitar and the Semitic words

for "stone", "mushroom", "phallus", and "stumbling block" (a

mushroom-shaped wooden block,  the trigger  mechanism  of  a  type 

of  small-animal trap used in ancient  Palestine).

          This is to say that each divinity represents the  major  concerns 

of  the  societies  which  manifested it.  Each replaced the preceding    

pantheon, which then became demons.  The earliest we can pinpoint

were the deities of ocean, followed by  divinities  of  livelihood  (later, 

with  specialization of labor, vocation), then the royal gods--each in    

charge of his/her own city-state, and finally the Cosmic Divine.

          So goeth the iterations of Divinity.





from THE BOOK OF NIMRUTH: I = (-log)Ent (translation: I = -log(Ent)

from THE BOOK OF SILVRE: Many are the Gods of men, and verily, one man's Light is another's Darkness. Here and there we run, saying one to the other, "Which God is the true God, and which the false? Is it this one? Is it that one?" I, Nimruth, have come to tell you truly, for I have known them all. There are many among you who will point to sky, to ocean, to sun, and even to earth, saying, "There is God, even there!" Listen not to these fools, for though they speak God's Own truth, yet is it ever a lie as soon as it falleth from their lips. And there are others who will say, "Come to me, and I will render unto you the Vine that blooms eternal." Neither list to these greater fools, for where they say "Vine that blooms eternal" what they really mean is "Wine that looms infernal." After all, has the Prophet Zos not said: O tell me not of Wine, Who springs ever sweet And ever pretty to behold, yet maketh His disciples Only hot and slow of limb, and leaveth them in lethargy And pain, fat and flimsy, good only for sweaty slumber; Nor speak of Beer, Who bloweth His followers big like unto goatskins overfilled in the hot summer sun Till Time track them down, prick them, and they burst-- Nay, nor liquor disguised in sweet nectars and syrups That curl the tongue and fool no one, But, if I am to drink at all, then give me an honest, Firey Brew, dilute with no more cunning flavor Than the purity of springwater ice, and I shall, laughing, Drink toward no finer goal than to be drunk. And that is what I give you now, neither Wine nor Beer, nor sickly Sweet Licquer, but rather God as straight and as wildly pure as the strongest Brew. And if that God prove too searing for some tongues, then let them not drink at all, liefer than to imbibe of a God coated in sweetness. And what is God? They say He is All-Powerful; they say He is All-Knowing; they say He is All-Father, and, indeed, they say much else and they say much too much. Suffice to say that God is All. And if God is All, then what is that which is not God? (Nothing.) And if God made All, then how is there good or evil? For God made each to its own nature. Thus every deed, whether dark or light, must come from God. Again, if God be the Maker, then all creatures must silently submit, patient beneath the Maker's power. To say that God made men with free will, each to do as he pleases, is nonsense--if God made All. (Yet, I teach the Science of free will and the Way of the saint.) So we see this dream of a Maker is overthrown. God did not make All; God is All. All was not in any sense made. For how could All have been made? That would necessarily imply that, prior to the making, there was no All. If, then, there was no All, then Who did the making? Say not that there was then God, for God is All. If God is not All, if there is God and also Other-Than-God, then of what did He make that Other? Further, if God made All and God is not All, then Who made God, back before All was made and there was none but God? Further yet, Who made that Personage? Who made the One Who made God? (But I teach a different Dream than these.) Even the village fool can see the absurdity of this, if the wise cannot: that there is no causeless Cause. For if there be any one thing which is causeless, then the whole principle of cause is made empty, and must be thrown out. And indeed, this is the case, for cause is simply a hallucination suffered by the narrowed and squinting eyes of the foolish wise. (But I teach the opening of the eyes.) There is neither cause nor Cause, but only be-ing. But in this being there are patterns, and our perception of these patterns is what gives rise to the delusion of cause. For among those patterns is action/reaction, which the people of the Ganja call karma. (But I come from the pure land beyond Ganja.) Yes, karma, that archaic word, gone out of fashion amongst the wise, though it was popular years ago. The wise ones, you see, consulted with the dirt farmers and the makers of shoes to find out what is karma. It should be no surprise, then, that they were answered in terms of clay and the skin of cows. "Karma," they sagely pronounced, "means that those who do evil will receive evil in return." Now anyone who has lived two years having two eyes and two ears can see how manifestly false this idea is. Yet the wise ones accepted the farmer's and the shoemaker's definition of karma as the authoritative definition and duly threw it out the window. I don't blame them. But it does make me wonder: Why did none of the wise consult with a linguist--or at least a dictionary--for a definition of karma? Had they done so, then they would have found a more succinct meaning than the farmer or the shoemaker gave. For karma is simply a word, in the language of the Ganja, that means action. Karma is action, and action implies reaction. And reaction does not derive from action, but only follows action in Time. There is your law of karma, the primal law of God and Science. (But I teach a new law, one older than either God or Science.) Action does not "cause" reaction; action rather is simply followed by reaction. God does not punish man for sinning, but rather one's actions are followed by the necessary associated actions. If one sticks one's hand in a flame, then one's hand is generally burnt. Is God then punishing one for the sin of sticking one's hand in the flame? Rather, one receives the necessary karma of burning fingers which is associated with the action of sticking the hand in the flame. (But I walk ever the flaming Path, and see, my feet are unburnt.) That is why the Prophet said, "Thou shalt not kill." He did not say, "Thou shalt not kill any except those who deserve death." He did not say, "Thou shalt not kill, except when thou fightest for thy country." God and karma are no respecters of person nor of nation. Just as the flame does not distinguish between the fingers of a righteous man and those of a sinful one, so also does karma not distinguish between any sort of killing for whatever reason. The murderer, the soldier, the executioner--all are subject to the same karma, all ruled by the same Lord, who is Yama, God of Death. Think of this not as reward and punishment, nor as cause and effect. Picture the interplay of actions as simply interlocking elements of pattern. (Yet I teach the Path of Life, and follow no laid pattern.) THE BENCHMARKS OF ZOS Thou shalt have the universe and all that is in it as thy gods and thy God. Thou shalt make no graven image, but only the ungraven shalt thou create. Thou shalt not take upon thyself the Path unless thou art wholly determined and single-minded. Priests and other charlatans reap the emptiness they sow. Remember what is labor and what is leisure. Either take time for them both or, better, make them one. Render honor to thy Father Sky and thy Mother Earth as thou would thy worldly parents. Respect both the blue and the red energies in their every manifestation. Killers are killed, murderers murdered. It makes a great interruption in the Path and near endless trouble for all participants. The universe is blind to execution, justifiable homocide, self-defense, and anti-personnel national defense; it knows these imposters all as merely killing. How shalt thou commit adultery? Did God invent marriage? How shalt thou steal? Did God invent property? The words of the liar have lost all potency, even when he tells the truth. His visions are not manifested. This is a crucial fact of nature, not simply an element of ethics and laws. One covets not that which is freely given. [Note inserted by Inanna: Of all the Ten Benchmarks, number nine is the most important. Mark it well, for at its heart resides the quintessence of mystic power, the power of word.] From The Lost Scrolls of Mu Kraken, allegedly written by the prophet Erone and discovered under a corner stone of the Great Pyramid at Memphis in 2224 AD: Beware of all governments and the scions thereof-- Some cry for a king to lead them into battle But I say beware of kings! For the battles they lead us into are not our battles but only their own family squabbles. Kings will by nature distance themselves from those they rule; There will be neither representation nor feedback as the kissers of hinderparts surround the monarch; There will be taxation beyond the ability of paying. Others wave their red weapons and cry "Freedom!", calling for a government by the people, then establish an oligarchy and pervert the minds of the many, There will be taxes and fees the merchants can barely pay and the poor will remain forever in debt; Wolves in the garmenture of public servants will cleverly camoflage the ills of the nation; Freedom will be in writing only, for how can the impoverished ever practice their freedom? Free to go where they will, they cannot purchase a ticket, and have no time for travel between the daily struggle for bread and the nightly hustle for escape; Free to eat and drink what they will, they have not the money and are thrown out of restaurants for lack of fashionable clothing; Free to say what they will, yet who will listen? They have no money for papyrus nor stylus, They can neither read nor write. Still others lay claim to equality, and indeed they speak truly, for they oppress all equally... FURTHER SELECTIONS FROM THE BOOK OF ZOS In very truth I say unto you that the mouths of priests, monks, and philosophers are rife with delusions and outright lies, cunningly blended with half-hearted truths. For the priests will tell you that when you die you will go to Heaven or Hell. The monks will say that we are born again after death, returning to Earth to complete unfinished business. And the philosophers will say that after death there is nothing but oblivion. In this, at least the agnostics are honest, if stiff-necked in their loyalty to ignorance. For they will simply say that we do not know. Their only sin is in being mistaken, where the others are guilty of deception a nd selfseeking at the expense of knowledge. For I tell you in very truth that knowledge is better than either ignorance or faith. And the knowledge that one achieves directly, through one's own efforts, is better than that acquired through the intercession of another. Let us look at the delusion of Heaven and Hell. The idea here is that Divinity allocates two destinations for humankind. For those who follow the Divinity's moral code for one short lifetime, there is a Heaven of eternal bliss. For those who fail to follow the moral code in sufficient measure, a measure which is never specified or calibrated, eternal torment awaits. It matters not how one was raised, whether in riches or poverty, whether by loving parents or by psychotics who beat the child half to death daily, whether in knowledge or ignorance of the moral statutes laid down by Divinity, whether one lives a full life of 125 years or dies only one week out of the womb. Now picture the results at the end of time. Divinity is left with some billions of souls in each camp, a camp of torment and one of bliss. Does it occur to no one that each of these fates will lose its force over a period of timeless time? How long will it take before boredom transforms bliss into torment and torment, through acclimatization, becomes bliss?* So the concept of Heaven and Hell is not only unjust but also impossible. Then there is the idea that we return to Earth time and again to rectify past errors and incur new debts. Like the machinations of some usurers, this is a self-perpetuating system of credits and debits that will last an eternity. Borrowing from good karma to pay off bad karma, the soul is drawn back again and again like a very yoyo. Thus the soul is hoodwinked by shoulds and oughts into entering a debt for which it can have reduced interest but never eliminate the principle. Even the soul who toils lifetimes of anguish to meet that debt generally squanders the hard-earned credit on a brief afterlife in a paradise of earthlike delights, only to find itself, at the depletion of its spiritual nestegg, sunken back to the mundane pit at the bottom of the gravity well of Singsorrow, strung out like a squid to dry on the Wheel of Karma. In olden days, ere any money had yet been coined, mortals did business through barter. It was a pleasant manner in which to meet and exchange gifts, a most excellent excuse for feasting and celebration. There were neither kings nor queens walking the breasts of Mother Earth in those days, for the air was better and mortals thought more clearly. Then someone took a notion, as nitwit horses and goats are known to do. And that notion was the idea of ownership of land. The first fences were built, which pleased the cultivators but frustrated the herdspeople. Arguments broke out, not only between farmers and herders but also among neighboring farmers who accused one another of moving the marker stones which defined one mortal's real estate from the real estate of the other. And so the first Judges were elected, to settle disputes between neighbors. As the air and the land became worse and worse due to the depredations of mortals, the pasture lands began to disappear. Then the herdspeople started to tear down the fences and let their flocks in to eat of the produce and trample the crops. Fights broke out between the herders and the farmers. Then the Judges became Chiefs, each one leading a band of herders or farmers against another band of one or the other in land disputes. The bloody god of War was born. In the days of the judges (called dux bellori), a chief would always step down at the end of a war and resume his or her role as judge. But the herders were always on the move, which made it hard for the farming clans to defend their land. A group of herdsmen could travel about, attacking farms here and there, then moving on before the farmers could organize to give chase. So the people selected among the judges one to be chief year round, in war and peace. Certain persons were selected to be warriors. Those who did not fight were required to work the lands of the warriors during wartime. In times of peace, the warriors worked their own land. In time, cities grew up and the chiefs became kings, each one keeping a standing army. Now the warriors grew accustomed to having others work their land for them all the time. Thus, aristocracy was born. All manner of evil is justified by appeal to Mammon, the god of profit. Lo, a man is born and groweth to adulthood. He toileth in the sun or the dim lamplight until he hath wealth enough to build him a fence. Then he fenceth about a portion of the breasts of Mother Earth and call it his own. Then, he thinks, no other may walk those grounds except by his leave. By what right? Where is the Divine Law that saith none may tread there? It is not in the ground itself. Lawyers and philosophers may examine every cubic millimeter of dust on those grounds and not find that law scribed on one speck of it. Speculators buy land they have never seen, much less sown with their own sweat and blood. Developers take that land and strip the very skin from off the breasts of their mother the Earth. Then they build up an ugly pile of concrete and steel, looking like a stack of tombstones -- at best. Every day the trees grow less and less. Every minute the air grows staler and staler. There WILL be a Reckoning. Whether or not an avatar will come from the sky to judge the foolish and the wise remains to be seen, but there WILL be a Reckoning. For, there is already a Reckoning in the Halls of Karma. And what are these Halls of Karma? And where are they? The Halls of Karma are cognitive structures produced by the Law of the Divine, the building materials of which are the natural principles which all can observe at work in the cosmos. One cornerstone of the Halls of Karma is the principle of action:reaction. As above; so below. The Old One said, "Mind-Body dualism is the Original Sin." I say unto you that Duality itself is the Original Sin. For I came not into the sphere to tear down the cognitive structure but rather to enhance it.


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