When Free of Chaos Isolation Brings Clarity,
Pleasure and Mental Stability
May 26, 2009 edition: The mature human has RMA: Relaxed Mental Attitude. The unrepentant chaotic earthling is always on the go, out to show, a wad to blow, chasing his foe and wasting his life on TV: This is no way to know, for only SOLITUDE and the release of your TRUE GENIUS also known as DESTINY or SUPERHERO STATUS is the seed to sow. I was so sick of the chaos by age sixty I decided to start a monastery with a SUPERFOOD GARDEN surrounded by tiny cells, all just big enough for a small bed, desk facing the garden and bureau for minimal but high-tech clothes. The world and people are entirely out of control, unable to relax and filled with useless facts. They are like children needing discipline. The answer is EXTREME ORDER AND ROUTINE (morning chores), NO TV but YES to prayer, gardening, walks, yoga, pondering, looking out the window, researching and writing.
The power of the world is very strong as it beckons. The genius must learn to say “NO” and stand strong for his inner life, for it far outweighs the outer in importance to the self and the race. Then his grand intuition will be strong and redemptive endowing him with intellectual and artistic gifts, understanding and compassion. Most importantly, he will be in hyper-synchronicity all day long while other people just deter. For this holy sanctified powerful reason, it's solitude I prefer.
There are two different ways of perceiving the world--through two different nervous systems (not one as old psychology assumes). The dominant view is the active mode which is best for defending, hunting, selecting and producing: it’s a tunnel-vision which only focuses on the task at hand and screens out the rest which is most of reality—this is the basis of neurosis. The receptive mode is a diffuse, spiritual relaxation of this focused tension into wide-angled vision—this is healthy leisure creativity allowing HYPER-SYNCHRONICITY. Having let go of the extreme focus of the active mode the receptive mode takes over and miracles and insights can now be revealed through an inner journey. The cerebrotonic is someone who prefers this solitude with God and goes so deep that outer intrusion brings irritation and panic--he cannot abide casual drop-ins nor chaos of society. If smart he learns to live a very formal lifestyle as he controls each minute of his day. He adapts to no one.
The cerebrotonic is so receptive he may have trouble distinguishing his own thoughts from the thoughts of others.
When primitive he may act out their shadow, triggering the scapegoat syndrome. But if more evolved the mental static of social interaction so confuses it spurs a total retreat from social reality. This is a good and necessary phase in the evolution of genius as his smarts lead him to escape the severe undertow giving no status to champions. If the aspirant doesn’t understand this he may take on the projections of others and become withdrawn, submissive, anxious, disorganized and addicted to his oppressors.
But if he learns to say NO to the world he can
delete distractions and go deep instead. I love my home, I've made it like
Rome--because with
seclusion from society I'm in touch with what the culture has
repressed--the
magical, mysterious, magnificent world
of dreams from the depths of the collective unconscious. The purified
rarified genius sits in the collapsed moment where past, present and future
unite--the magic jigsaw puzzle of his destiny smoothly coming together
constantly. By his inner work he can retrieve these visions, return
them to consciousness and reveal a cosmic unity alleviating the world’s
alienation. Look around--people have never been so alienated, depressed
and addicted despite high-tech magic. This is because “where there
is no vision the people perish.” I'm telling you of this vision now, it's
inside you--it belongs to you exclusively and it's predesigned by God especially
for you. Start now: just look out the window and note what comes up.
You have witty inventions inside of you, money-makers. Trust these
insights, for our economy is going back to small-town bazaars and
merchants, like the girls that knitted these hats I'm wearing.
As one
embarks on an inner journey he begins to see the cosmos as a grand and beautiful
design. But at just this wonderful point he misfits the world. If he can be
free of remorse about this he becomes cheerful and excited at the
inner and
outer miracles occurring each day now that he can “see.” Now that he’s
receptive rather than highly focused on action he can always be appreciative
(quietly or ecstatically) of all of life’s pleasures, and enjoy the creative
insights from his leisures.
Just by going within, one becomes a visionary. This makes it hard interacting with people less spiritually inclined for now there is a need to impart one’s visions of awe and wonder—“pleasures evermore.” Modern churches are often corrupted from the simplicity that is in Christ: to appreciate life as a little child--an awestruck curious happy kid secure in the arms of the Father. The church charlatans want to complexify--add on requirements for Godliness, rather than Jesus’ way to simplify: eliminate all distractions and the superfluity of man’s traditions narrowing all down to a simple loving relationship with God. These church legalists are “hard, sharp pressing and mean.” Jesus disclaimed the empty traditions of the Pharisees and just said “take my yoke--it’s gentle and easy to bear.”
Without this divine relationship “religion” is the biggest attack on the soul, even more than the secular world. Someone has a sudden inspiring spiritual experience which leads him to innocently join a church. He then gives up his glorious freedom in God, facing instead a gray roadmap of legalism and requirements for salvation--so many he can never feel saved let alone happy. He didn’t find a lamp to guide, just a brick to carry. Where can the new believer go in generations which put good men down while gladly listening to fools and idiots? Where can he go when his own family may so resent and betray him--even selling him as a slave or handing him over to the enemy? To the inner world: the colorful infinite variety of rooms in his own inner castle. Once he does this God turns all-bad into all-good—for these very betrayals set in motion God’s purposes for the misunderstood genius.
The
inner journey is very disconcerting to outsiders who have associated aloneness
with thanatos, the death instinct. For women it is seen as particularly
hideous. This became very evident when I left society to live in a small cabin
in the desert wilderness. In complete solitude I turned inward and lived as
simply as I could, even commuting by bicycle. People reacted with panic and
disbelief as most would far prefer a crowded beach to a solitary island. The
inner life just appears too self-involved to be healthy--we see adds for people
with “social anxiety” as if the desire for solitude is a mental illness. This
all comes from a Godless society and its social churches who see “being social”
as synonymous with morality, goodness or Godliness. Little could they know that
the True Self is universal (transcending family, race, culture, sex or
historical era and all parochial ties) and thus the most important integrator of
the world.
Cerebetonia is a temperament which prefers privacy and quiet order--and loathes
chaos. Whether crowds or unannounced visitors both cause vexation, for this
type only desires a vertical relationship with God not a horizontal one with his
fellow man.
The three temperaments I describe go along with three body-types (soma types). The body of the cerebrotonic (private) is thin (ectomorphic), the opposite to the fat (endomorphic) which has a viscerotonic–extremely social--temperament. The mesomorph is muscular and his temperament is somatomic: he’s into control, domination, striking power and defense. When there is any trouble all three react differently: The cerebrotonic desires privacy, the viscerotonic wants company and the somatomic focuses on action, defense, control and war.
In cultures where the muscular or fat predominate so does the social or defense temperaments. Cerebrotonics in solitude are often judged insane, but people have a right to their temperaments which are quite normal for them. Society hopes to re-educate them out of their reclusion to treat their “social anxiety.” Treating them as socially deviant is a false philosophy for they don’t hate people--they just love and seek the company of God. They love letting the mind spin to eternity while sitting in the collapsed moment where past and future unite. No “conversation” with an outer adaptor can compare with this rich luscious “fat” pithiness to each divine moment. As seeker and God unite the genius naturally unfolds to the unique self which God designed. This recluse just wants to reach his full potential before he dies--the completed blueprint design of the Creator for him and him alone—and cannot abide intrusion into this most important endeavor for himself and the race.
Compared to the continuous revelations when alone in nature, man's a bore! Most people revel and enjoy the world’s chaos from which the cerebrotonic retreats in haste. In this generation we see an aversion to order and purposeful disorder--to the cerebrotonic this dirty disorder is hell. He cannot abide the “slob” or loquacious talker who can’t differentiate the trivial from the important while steeped in banalities--current styles of “thought” or the “politically correct.” The cerebrotonic adores the higher life evoked through clean order and thus he prefers to be alone.
In extreme cases the cerebrotonic is a savant autistic. Autism is being in one’s own world. It includes all IQ’s from genius to retarded but the savants are brilliant (inspired--their work is automatic) though socially “dysfunctional”. They have definite characteristics: they can’t live with people nor can they be married, they prefer to live with animals in nature and react with long-term panic with unexpected arrivals. They have the inability and lack of desire to adapt to people lest genius bog down in the dense.
It is the clash of the three temperaments that often ends in the demise or downfall of the unpopular cerebrotonic. He must be educated about people like himself vis-à-vis people like them. Then his power can develop as it is supposed to--magnificently as it makes the dent he was designed to make. When the inner journey gets lonely on the way to success there are six points to remember when readying for the comeback:
1. After a lifetime of wrong living, treachery and betrayal if it didn’t kill you it only made you stronger. Just rest now--you must convalesce after all of this. Look forward, for God has a plan for you--and fear not.
2. For every great task a man is born. Your vision is true and real--it just takes character building to achieve it. Overcoming all obstructions through the Inner Journey is the path to your Great Work.
3. Expect your isolation to bring controversy. “A single woman is an untold story and a curiosity of interest.” Particularly for females, isolation might become a silly or sorry stigma. You must know you’re right and just do your work.
4. Have no more part of secular culture. The world will confuse you as the battle for the mind ensues between positive and negative, success and failure. Too-much mixture is our downfall! Stay steady on the course and allow no distractions. Just say “no.”
5. Human greatness is known when it is seen. You’ve been transformed but still there is no progress. Realize that “they” must see you for the great inversion and then success to occur. Physical purity makes you Great.
6. Cast out all fears of “missing out.” To rule the outer world you must go to the inner one. To stay partially hooked to the outer world will delay your success. You are missing nothing--dabbling in the outer means missing the Great Event on the inner. There is nothing to do, no one to see or “ask.” Just arriving at that moment of the Great Divide when the outer reflects the inner and everything comes into order around you. It’s all God’s Timing.
Chit-chat, logorrhea, trivialities, banalities,
desire to be seen and
belong--these are
beneath the repertoire of
the savant-autistic. The mature savant has learned to just sit there
calmly until someone speaks with depth and meaning. Most
conversation is superficial--nothing dare goes beyond “safe” boundaries without
first checking the faces of the other “conversatants” for going too deep is
nonverbally-punished in the interaction. For the Savant, listening to
shallow conversation is a deadening chore compared to the kaleidoscope of
inner meaning galore! This generation has 100 times the capacity
to project words into print--yet the words are often so trivial, silly or
copious. Yak-yak-yak: on they go trying to appear important to self
and man, trying to be liked and get approval, appear interested and
“loving”--playing to the gallery but never to God. To savant autistics
like Einstein or Newton such chattering is noise pollution, static and a useless
roadmap to nowhere.
“Eccentrics” describe these happy loners--the “strange hermits.” The book Eccentrics shows these types are healthier and happier than any other group whether married or single. Because they can’t adapt they have far greater longevity, for social adaptation entails so much stress it cuts life short. Though called “odd” they are the most intelligent, creative and healthy-minded of the race. They live alone because their “peculiarities” and sensitivities are hard to endure for those who have learned to tolerate (become desensitized to) the gross, vulgar, stupid and cruel. Psychologists estimate only one in 10,000 is a true eccentric--like a landmark discovery, they are rare. They have been found to be nonconforming, creative, strongly motivated by curiosity, idealistic, obsessed about a hobby project or lifestyle, intelligent and opinionated.
Creativity is at the heart of eccentricity. Experimentation is the principal reason they continually challenge tradition--trying out new ways of doing things. They remain ever-childlike from when they constantly asked parents “why?” to the end of their life. Most become aware of their differences as children but for those who don’t, tragedy awaits--until they learn to insist on their own life. Eccentric children question not only educational methods but the philosophy behind what they’re taught. It vexes an eccentric to adapt to anything or anyone, for it all seems so silly if steeped in tradition or “group-correct” thinking.
Finding playground games boring and banal, the young eccentrics escaped into books and other solitary pursuits. But instead of being miserable in their loneliness, the eccentrics flourished. Freed from the need to conform that drives many people and wastes energy, they developed their own interests and agenda--and thus they were always happy. It never bothered them being seen as "strange". History is full of eccentrics but most were male due to the historical bias against women. “Inconvenient” women were burned as witches or locked in asylums unless wealthy enough to support their unique lifestyles.
Eccentrics develop in diverse backgrounds. Some are encouraged by parents while others torment the same with their defiant ways. In rigid fascistic systems they easily become the scapegoat never to get up again. In restrained religious homes they may rebel and turn against God only to find Him instantly when older and finally alone. Cerebrotonia--the love of solitude and going deep inside--is usually misunderstood by “outer psychologists” who have no understanding whatsoever of the inner journey. These “pros” are a dangerous breed indeed.
Since
the outer psychologist is himself adapting to the social world which is sick, he
has no sense of what it is like to go inward. He has a Ph.D. but in
adapting to the sick social world becomes split. Dichotomized, he loses his psychology--then lives
through his image as “psychologist” or “professional” while staying spiritually
dim-lit. Living through the image, he must control the patient--make him adapt
to the social world--to buttress and enforce his own failing and weak social
reality. Cerebrotonia--a wonderful race-saving thing--is squashed under the big
bug of social hebephrenia calling itself “professional.” The same thing
happens to the lone anorexic. As the others consensually validate themselves
as superior they gang-up on the easy target of the solitary anorexic. They must
scapegoat to confirm their false reality, for the social is not
superior--it is usually a waste of time.
After years of solitude the eccentric becomes increasingly different from the social drumbeat. If weak this gap triggers gang-ups but if strong it is precursory to success--for those very persecuted differences will change the world soon. After years of such treatment the eccentric must now find peace--for he is coming closer to the truth while the others are farther from it. After living in isolation just everyday conversation seems a hodgepodge of nonsense and meaningless hilarity. People really do think that social involvement is “Godly” and that the recluse is evil or sick for in the twentieth century people-worship has replaced God-worship. Outer psychologists never question their premise but assume their own misinformed mal-adaptation is “right, good and proper”.
Going solo is being
right in the middle of God’s will, and this is power. Solo hits the
bull’s eye every time, but letting others in to interfere with their carnal
“advice” warps one’s intentions and divides his power. At first it feels
vulnerable to be alone--as if strength comes in numbers--but not so with God,
for
being alone is essential for completion and success of the
Creative Act.
Look how they all run out for entertainment. Yet one of the worst things about war is being taken out of your home--your power base, protection and reflection. People expect you to leave home lest you “miss out.” Not so—going out means missing out on the private, mysterious, richly-powerful inner journey at home. Outer psychologists remind me of the Nazis who even forced their own people out of their homes. When I was a child my sister and I were sitting by a pool at a country club. I was enjoying the sun and the ambience. Suddenly she insisted I talk to the girl sitting nearby, prompting me to be “social.” Since I was in my own world I refused and she became incensed. That always stayed in my mind as it was so often repeated since. The world and the professional have no understanding of the inner life so we must up-level its status to evoke True Genius in the revitalization of culture.
The inner journey is so beautifully described by William James speaking of the saints in history. One said:
“I was brought off from all outward things…to rely on the Lord alone. I forsook the priests the preachers, the most experienced people for I saw there was none among them who could speak to my condition--except Jesus Christ. I realized this only when all hopes for the others were gone and when I heard it my heart leaped for joy. The Lord showed me there was no one who could help me but He. I had no fellowship with people, priests, professors--I was afraid of all carnal talk, talkers and talking for I could see nothing but corruptions. If I had the King’s diet, place and attendants all would have been as nothing for nothing gave me comfort but the Lord and his power. I saw how professors and priests were whole and at ease in the condition which was my misery, loving that which I would have been rid of. But the Lord gave me all my desires and took over every care--upon Him alone do I depend.”
James shows how this “genuine firsthand religious experience” evolves: First the prophet appears as a “mere lonely madman” but if his doctrine is contagious it becomes a definite heresy. As it grows enough to triumph over persecution it becomes a popular orthodoxy. Though the faithful live on the original revelation the creative spring eventually runs dry to be replaced with dead dogma. The point is the religious experience lives itself out privately--it is personal. It comes in naked and lonely and it always drives the bearer into the wilderness and isolation:
“Having forsook all evil company I took leave of father and mother and all relations. For I durst not stay long in a place, being afraid both of professor and profane: lest being a tender young man I should be hurt by conversing much with either. For which reason I kept much as a stranger seeking heavenly wisdom and getting knowledge from the Lord.”
After the new church becomes popular it stifles the spontaneous religious spirit while ignoring all new revelation. If a church member decides to stay home to ruminate, fast, study or go deep inside the parish will visit and chastise him for not attending church. Any sign of inwardness is then seen as “ungodly” while social attention at the pot luck dinners is “Godly.”
The fact is that “men’s minds are built in water-tight compartments. Religious after a fashion there are many other things inside besides religion and unholy entanglements and associations inevitable obtain.” This means the churchgoer suffers a contradiction between what he says on Sunday and what he actually does or thinks. This is due to “religion’s wicked practical partner”: the spirit of corporate dominion which masks all contradiction through dogma and rigid church rules. Dogmatic dominion covers contradiction by laying down the law in a closed-in theoretic system. The result: an inborn hatred of the alien, eccentric, non-conforming one as an alien. Piety is the mask but the inner force is tribal instinct.” Strong affections need a strong will. Lest they die as scapegoat-outcasts the savant must be strong enough to keep intruders at bay and maintain unabashed reclusion. Strong powers need a strong intellect which needs strong sympathies to keep life steady. It’s the purely interior life that is the most likely to succeed. An overnight success can fall swiftly from fame and fortune. Your talents will take you places but only your character built on years of inner work will keep you there.
Austerity
has great rewards. When the saints
reached the point of no-people and all-God, love and family became interfering
distractions from this all-encompassing power. This narrowing of focus is
simultaneous with
acute sensitivity, as suddenly everything is
too much and only the inner journey satisfies.
Now the saint requires a
simplified world to dwell in,
as variety and confusion requires too much adaptation. His life is unified
just as the “specter presented to the soul” is simplified. A mind
extremely sensitive to inner discord will drop one relation after another for
interfering with his absorption in spiritual things. Amusements go
first, then conventional society, then business, then family duties until at
last perfect privacy—sweet saintly seclusion. Lastly there is a
subdivision of days into hours for specific acts like arising early to write,
errands and housework, the daily meal, and contemplation.
The lives of saints are a history of successive
renunciations of complication, one outer contact being dropped after
another--all to save the purity of the inner tone.
"Thanks so much for this. I had to separate from my husband emotionally, for to be dependent on that verbal abuse and yelling--and recurrently sucked back in, only to have it happen again--was like living on prickly quicksand. I will never trust him emotionally. For that I just trust my God"
At this point silence is the rule, so as not to sin or offend in social circles. If the life remains a social one at all, saints from all religions follow this--because the zealot for purity feels clean and free only when “embosomed in monotony”. The minuteness of uniformity is something inconceivable to a man of the world: Dress, phraseology, hours and habits are absolutely stereotyped, creating "incomparable mental rest and joy", for the more uniform life’s routine the more time to enjoy the day with God.
P.S. When he sees you trying to escape, he'll lay a trap for you but fall into it himself. Watch as he says something to trigger your turmoil.