The Words of Life (Men)
As they say dog is man’s best friend, Man is God’s best friend.
Men have more in common with dogs than our hairy appearance, which is why we often are not troubled to be identified as “dogs” in an endearing way, but offended if the term is used as an insult, not for our sake, for the sake of the dog. That is because dogs are dignified and good creatures loved by all, and their name should not be used as an insult.
That is not an excuse to treat men like dogs or dogs like men, and the crime of such an offense should not even cross your mind. Men and dogs are both graced by the love of the highest divine, only graced on different degrees of magnitude each with a respective degree of power and responsibility. Is the dog’s bark not a powerful deterant of evil? What of the man’s word?
That was all buildup to the essential “Words of Life” that are the inspiration of this entire document:
For men and dogs it is the same: there are innumerable and abundant ways to gain favor by doing what is good, and only one way to lose favor by being bad, which is by making a mess.
Now, for more practical matters concerning the male anatomy, and maidens you may be excused if you do not want to know the gruesome and gory details.
The ways of the male body can be explained by any man, but there is one topic that is exceedingly bare with knowledge, and that is the topic concerning the health of a man’s body in regard to his foreskin.
While there are countless misconceptions already existing about that topic and more being invented all the time, you need not worry about any sort of problems people have been led to believe circumcision prevents.
There are occasions of discomfort that involve the foreskin, but that is not unlike any other part of the body, such as when you have a hangnail on your finger or chaffing by an uncomfortable shoe.
To address the misconceptions first—any sort of “unclean” kind of problem that may cause inflammation or redness is 99 percent of the time resolved overnight after a more thorough washing than usual with warm water and soap. Those are rare and usually only happen if you are doing something to cause it, such as… being dirty, not washing, and then doing manual labor in the heat of summer. Like I said, something like that is unusual, alarming, but easily resolved by the next morning with taking a good bath and using clean soap. Not a problem you need to amputate for.
The other problem is less about uncleanliness as it is about dry skin, and this is the worse of the two problems to be aware of. This could happen for two reasons: one, the skin is dry and then a boner causes it to tear as it pulls back. The other time is if you have an unusually large boner. Could be the first time you do it, find your true love, or are especially aroused for whatever reason. If this happens it is not as quickly resolved.
The problem is very much like a cracked lip if your lips are dry. Every time you smile it tears open the crack again and takes a while to get better, but eventually it does. There are over the counter topical ointments and balms that can be applied to your lip, and these will likely work just as well down there, but I’m not a medical doctor— more like a witch doctor.
So, there you have it. As for the latter, that is not something you need to amputate for either. Although if it is more of a problem than you care to deal with because it happens too frequently in your case, maybe you want to have it removed, but that still seems drastic to me, and likely a rare situation of uncommonly dry skin. Just give it time. You will heal, even if you can’t help but laugh at a good joke every day.
The latter problem is not something children should be concerned with because boys don’t experience boners until they go through puberty. By then, they will be capable of taking care of it ordinarily like they can most cuts, scrapes, and the like with rudimentary first aid. You don’t need to have your parents apply a band-aid for you when you are a teen is what I am saying, unless you do, and that’s fine. It’s usually a simple, non-issue that doesn’t need any attention other than your own.
That said, if you are young and ever unsure about anything down there, ask your parents and don’t feel embarrassed about it, and if you are a parent and uncomfortable about talking about that stuff for whatever reason, then refer your child to a doctor or someone like me if you know one. You don’t have to be the encyclopedia of human knowledge and wisdom to be a parent, but you do have to be an adult and that requires one thing: if you don’t know the answer, admit that you don’t, and either go find it or someone who does.
That is most important as an adult because adults are trusted with the lives of others and admitting that you don’t know something important requires true humility. To have true humility you have to be able to overcome your animal nature, which is proud, glorious, and sexy and never wants to be made fun of or admit fault for a mistake. That part is the dinosaur in all of us, and even maidens have that part in them, though they may experience that differently.
That’s it.
Those are all the Words of Life you are going to get. Except these other ones….
Your purpose in life is to become who you want to be, not who you are born as.
You may like who you are born as, but you still have to become who you want to be even if that is the same. You have to let the old you die, and the new you be resurrected if you will fulfil your divine purpose. You may do that as many times as it takes if that’s just the way you are, or you may get it correct on the first try.
If not… whatever. Do what you will. Those are the instructions though. Follow them or not at your own peril.
In any case, be charitable to other people finding their way for themselves and always be willing to forgive and err on the side of mercy, compassion, and charity. If you misjudge a person, better to do so because you judged them good and they proved you wrong, not because you judged them bad and they proved you wrong.
For further information of this social aspect of good community behavior with neighbors, refer to the Hindu explanation of karma as it applies to a society of numerous individuals. Everyone may be (and likely is) at a different part of the karmic spectrum than you, but we are all contending with our personal karma on the way to enlightenment just the same.
The best example of this I have seen in media is in the video game Ghost of Tsushima. There is a minor character with a sub plot in the story whom the protagonist encounters periodically throughout his adventure, and he’s somewhat of a hapless fool with a good heart. He is often learning the hard way that crime doesn’t pay, tricking people often won’t win you favors, and a small scheme could land you in the hot water of a bigger scheme going on at the next level. Yet, the protagonist, as virtuous, honorable, and heroic as they come despite the non-traditional methods he is using for the new world problem, goes out of his way to save him if he can. The hero helps him move a step forward no matter how annoyed he may be at the zany situation he finds himself in to do so.
There is another important lessen there relevant to the current situation in the world— perception is not as important as personal truth you keep with yourself and the higher divines. Do not do what is dishonorable to look honorable, and if necessary be willing to do what will make you appear dishonorable if you know it is honorable. Jesus is the big example here for the ultimate situation—all of humanity seeing him in the worst light but doing what he knows is right for everyone, not only his own people, and me acknowledging what he is doing which puts me in the same, worst light imaginable. In both cases, the dishonor is an illusion followed by the glory of a vindicating truth.
However… for a more entertaining example that is less burdensome to contemplate… there is also the protagonist played by Russell Crowe in the movie Gladiator— an honorable military commander for Rome witnesses an assassination of the emperor and is made a condemned slave by the murderer who usurps the throne. Despite losing everything, home, family, land, social rank— he does not lose his honor, personal integrity, and sense of justice and continues to find a reason to keep fighting for the good of everyone else— the dream of Rome that was Marcus Aurelias’ final words to him.
It’s easy to point a finger at the dogs of war that are the teeth of the empire at the edge of civilization. Spiritual dogs like Cerberus, which are basically demigods compared to men. It’s easy to see that fire, death, destruction, violence, and horror that results in the conquest of civilization over the tyranny of nature, but do not mistake those of us who fight as evil. Man has both a lower and higher nature, and both are loved by the grace of the highest divine and blessed with a respective dignity of differing magnitude.
That is why we have to fight when words fail. We do not bring our armies against the barbarians of Gaul out of arrogance to dominate and enslave, but to liberate— not from the tyranny of men, but the tyranny of nature which is within men. Even though the empire may have advanced technology, organization, and numbers, do not ever underestimate the power of man’s nature. Besides, the imperial warriors should know the power and threat of man’s nature better than anyone, since that is what we are bringing forth to combat with or without the best guns, ships, and airplanes.
That power of nature is not sacrificed for the good of civilization, humanity, and the empire, not by anyone— not even the least warlike of our citizens. That part of all individual people is protected as sacred by the empire and its laws, and you do not need to fear defilement, corruption, or loss of sanctity by cooperation if you hold different beliefs of faith than that of the state. There are people who corrupt the systems and pervert justice into injustice, like the usurper in the movie Gladiator but that is not the flaw of the empire— that is the flaw of the individuals who have the power and responsibility of enforcing the empire’s laws and justice and abuse that power they have been entrusted with. Their corruption is a betrayal against all people and civilization itself.
What is relevant for individuals to understand for the peace of the empire is that the interests of man’s nature are ordered to a lower priority than our higher nature. In other words, our higher nature is who we are as individual citizens with a personal identity that exists entirely without our bodily identity. This is what we express when we share our likes and dislikes and “get to know” one another. We may have common qualities and characteristics with other people, but none of us are identically the same, not even the most indistinguishable of twin siblings, nor reincarnated individuals if that is a personal belief of yours and you identify with a past self.
Revealing the higher nature of the personal identity to people to understand about themselves as unattached to bodily qualities and attributes is the blessed gift and revelation of divine wisdom— gnosis. It is not easy to be able teach, learn, or accept, but the end of what may be a harrowing, humiliating, and arduously exhausting experience is always well worth the investment. The reward of such a blessed wonder is available to all people, no matter your body— meaning race, disability, culture, national origin (identifies a human body as a citizen to associate with the non-bodily self for accountability to the nation/state), hair color, eye color, blood type, or anything else like that is not the origin or creative source of what makes that part of ourselves, who we are. That higher conceptual reality— our existence— as individual selves beyond our body is itself what begets/creates the personal identity that we know ourselves to be, and does so with the resources of our individual body, but is not created from our body as the origin.
The cathedrals and temples are not made from the bricks of stone and marble, they are made from the talent of builders who imagined them, designed them, and brought them about equally as creators with the talents of others whose skillful work with stone and marble gives shape to idea… (etc.) You cannot have one without the other. You cannot have the engineer without the technician, the officer without the enlisted, the noble without the peasant, the master without the servant— and none are greater than the other, only assigned different roles in the society. For the peace of everyone, master and servant— if anyone wants to change, noble to peasant or peasant to noble, and is capable of doing so, do not trouble them or prevent them no matter what plans you may have had before they changed the situation.
Civilization cannot exist without the mutual cooperation that grants equal ownership to all participants in the form of citizenship. Mutual cooperation of the tax collector, the tax payer, and the king all doing what they have agreed to do for each other as well as themselves to maintain civilization— doing what is expected in writing and in spirit, but never in conflict with the spirit if there is a contradiction requiring change. The writing will change, but the spirit is eternal, constant, universal, and immutable. The citizen field worker who is illiterate is just as much of an owner with his share in the empire as the emperor himself. Do not forget that or you will bring about rebellion, revolt, civil war, and all manner of strife as people reclaim their power of ownership and authority from the tyrants who have abused the trust of their cooperation.
There is one single rule of thumb to remember if embarking on that journey of self-awakening to personal identity of a higher conceptual reality that is the grape of the wine of civilization flowing into our goblets of video games, movies, books, radios, stages, temples, sports arenas, and everything else that we all put up with one another’s antics and shenanigrams to enjoy together.
That rule of thumb to safeguard the enlightenment of humanity and the natural prosperity of civilization mutually as one singular interest for all ages to come is this: do not mistake the object for the spirit within the object.
Do not mistake the mosque for Allah within the mosque. Do not mistake the ikon for the spirit of the Christ within the ikon. Do not mistake the statue for the spirit of Athena within the statue. You can destroy the object in an attempt to destroy the spirit, but it is as was spoken by Obe Wan Kenobi the Jedi Master of Darth Vador— the very same Darth Vador who is the legendary villain known for annihilating an entire planet as the blade of the Empire as well as the father of the righteous bastard Luke Skywalker. As his final teaching, Obe Wan lowered his weapon made of pure light and offered forgiveness to his errant disciple so lost in darkness that he would not show his face. Thus, he demonstrated the ultimate power of the Force attainable only by the just, righteous, and good— the power of mercy. “If you strike me down now, I will rise up more powerful than you can imagine.” And so he did, when the spirit of the master rose from within Vador himself as gave his own life in the end to save that of his son.
Let the examples of Obe Wan Kenobi and Darth Vador both teach us what we do not need to experience ourselves to learn. Just as master and servant should not kill each other, neither should father and son, but if it must be— then the light will die for the dark and in so doing will illuminate the dark from within.
Those mistakes—of mistaking the object for the spirit within the object, or mistaking the body for person within the body (so to speak)— happen all the time. Those are the mistakes that bring about the worst of our nature if they are not resolved. That is why it is imperative that we, as individuals and as a community of civilization, respect the dignity that is human nature when we confront a different culture or community than our own. (“human nature” is meant in this instance as bodily nature as an organism within Nature and divine nature is to that aspect of self known as higher conceptual reality which is more like a person existing within Story)
That is true not only for international and intercultural human exchanges in the world today, but true also for interspecies exchanges across the galaxies. Do not ever make that very human mistake with a non-human species or their empire and start a war on that scale. Do not do it, do not allow it, do not stand by if you have the power to intervene and prevent it. You cannot have enough safeguards, tripwires, fail-safes, checks, balances, or anything else to prevent those kinds of conflicts from erupting into the violence of nature’s wrath.
The wrath of nature is like the neanderthal in the jungle being hunted by a ferocious and deadly predator in the darkness. The predator has killed some of his tribe who were vital to the primitive community’s survival in the harsh and unforgiving wilderness, and the thin bonds of cooperation are unravelling in fear. Many more will die if the strong abandon the weak and the weak abandon the strong, so that all turn against each other to fight for the scant resources they can find much more easily and plentifully together. Thus, the neanderthal who they all have come to rely upon as the one who brought the idea of cooperation to the others has taken up the hunt for the beast himself. He goes forth into the jungle, exposing himself to the predator with spear in hand as he lures it into a favorable area to fight with terrain he is more confident to have underfoot than an unfamiliar place.
The predator knows this neanderthal is its greatest threat by the deadly nature that it senses of him with instinct, just as the neanderthal knows that his greatest threat is not the predator but the loss of the civilization he has been cultivating, however primitive it may be compared to what he imagined was possible when he brought others like himself together. The predator is not the greatest threat to that vision of cooperation that combines the different strengths of others to accommodate their different weaknesses.
Were it not for the fear and terror the others felt, they could surely do better than him alone to confront the beast. But they were afraid, and so he cannot rely on them, but that does not mean he will abandon them either. He too is afraid for his life, but has found something more important than his own life in his brief experience of cooperation with others. Although he has only barely begun to understand what that is, he has been able to overcome his fear of death to protect that greater good of the community which includes him. Thus, even should he return from the hunt victorious, the battle against the threat has only begun. He must show his companions to not be afraid on their own, and to teach them more of their strength together so they can be as confident as he is in the face of something more powerful than their individual selves.
Thus, it is fear and terror that is both his individual and community’s greatest threat, a singular enemy for one and all. At that moment is the breaking dawn of man, and he is no longer a neanderthal. He has been enlightened in the darkness of the jungle, and it as though the sun were at its zenith and he can see all around him, not only where he is, but what has happened before in his memory and what may yet happen depending on what he does. Nothing is for certain when men talk about the future, but the future of man is never an accident.
When this encounter between man and beast in the darkness of the jungle began it was not a battle between good and evil, it was a battle for survival. Except now the man has realized his true enemy in nature as a form of being, and it sends shivers down his spine with trembling fear and tears to his eyes that he barely holds back because of the immense supernatural power that enemy has. That being he senses as his greatest threat is not the predator beast he hunts, but is something of the darkness the beast is using to its advantage to hunt. Fear he thought could not be more terrifying doubles when he realizes that enemy of the darkness may as well be using the beast, and not the other way around. Although he cannot imagine the body of his enemy, the being of darkness, he knows it is out there as certainly as he knows himself to be in that moment with spear in hand, ready to kill without holding anything back for himself.
The beast has been watching with interest, stalking the prey, devising the perfect moment to strike. Its whiskers are sharp and hard like steel strings that resonate with the energy of the jungle to its mind, giving color, form, and sensory image to the darkness that is clearer than the daylight itself can reveal. The beast is at one with the nature, the power of life and death itself coiled tightly, like a spring with raw power and killer instinct barely restrained within a body suited not only for hunting prey, but hunting prey in an environment just as this. It is only natural to kill here and be fed. This is life, nature, and the way of the wilderness.
The man’s fear is so potent the beast can taste it. Never has there been such a more fragile and frail creature unsuited for the wilderness as these it has taken to hunting so easily since they started encroaching into its territory. This will be short work. The fear of the prey peaks again, and the beast risks moistening its nose to indulge in the thrill of the sensation. Never before has prey been so afraid, not even the most helpless hare. It’s almost embarrassing that a being could be so afraid of a beast such as itself, but not unexpected considering how fearsome it has grown to be. The terror peaks at last, and sensing that the prey has lost his nerve, lost his focus, and become overwhelmed with fear of being hunted, the beast strikes.
Life and death uncoils, no longer restrained and free to tear into flesh and taste hot, flowing blood until sated full.
Violence incarnate leaps from the darkness toward the man, but the man has looked beyond the beast, both outside himself and within, and has never been more aware of his presence in the moment. Time is slow for the man as the beast pounces. Their eyes meet, and so too does the predator have moment of realization that the object of terror was not its fearsome body, nor is it even significant by comparison. The power of life and death is in the prey’s eyes but the man is unknowable as predator or prey. The beast has never seen such a sight as the depth of illumination in the eyes of what it has been hunting.
Although the beast does not understand, it recognizes truth and accepts it without understanding or knowing the reasons why. The spear strikes true, the beast’s body dies, but its living spirit continues on within the man who met its eyes at the final moment. What was killed by both the man with the spear and the beast with its body was the evil, born of darkness. An evil that turns intelligent life against intelligent life, even if they are both yet primitive. The beast itself was not evil, nor did it know it was good, but now that the man has seen it true, what was good passed into the man and they both survived as one spirit of a higher power neither understand in full.
The hunt did not begin as a fight between good and evil, it was about survival of the fittest, but when the time came to kill or be killed, what survived was not the body, but the will to survive. There was one will that survived by reason and one will that survived by instinct, both were good in their own right, and both had survived with the death of their respective bodies. The man lost his by giving up his own when he exposed himself to danger for the community and gave everything for the good that community, even though his body lived, and the other by recognizing a higher purpose than its own when its eyes met the man with self-acceptance, not self-denial, even though that purposeful power was strange, unfamiliar, and deadly.
Now the beast is our best friend, and we have learned with enough contemplation and wisdom that the source of that power which caused such immense supernatural fear has us as a best friend. Just as the beast is at the mercy of a benevolent master it can scarce comprehend, so too is man at the mercy of this supernatural divine power, but at the same time, all are one and the same with the power itself we all share for life, goodness, and purpose, never at odds with each other. As such, the man reminds the beast of how good it is to be a beast, and the beast reminds the man how good it is to be a man, and as for what God thinks… better pack another bowl and kick, push some more, ya dig?
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Even though all seems perfect between, God, man, and beast as all good… there is still something troubling out there because the fear never goes away. There are always new upsurges of that darkness, new threats to our community, new terror to undermine civilization, and we can never lose our edge, even with the power of God on our side to fight back whatever evils emerge from the darkness anew.