We have been looking hard, for this past year at A Harmony of Staves. We have been feeling deeply, the force of change. What we present here is high strangeness that has little to do with the nuts and bolts everyone believes makes up their real world.
Yet everything we have done here is to show that this fleeting existence you believe is so real isn’t the place of answers, it isn’t the root of essential experience, which runs completely contrary to the message everyone is fed every day.
We have, in this past year levelled our sights on Christianity, saving the best, the Greek Bible, for last. We have done this to illustrate quite clearly that the official, sanctioned cultural and societal explanation is no explanation at all.
This is too much for too many, the realization that every tenet they crush with belief must be the rock, not one devoid of even baisic levels of honesty concerning its origins and its motivations, which is the bleak truth.
Why? For the purpose of allowing one’s own verifiable experience to help shape a code that owes very little to the institution that does not, cannot understand this deeper reality we walk in every day.
If you truly, honestly wish to comprehend this greater reality we all breathe in, then you must sacrifice the wicker man of your previous reality upon the pyre of raw finality, to release the fire of vision.
In a world of things, and intellectual distinctions we have attempted to reveal the Runes as formative natural templates for our experience. It is the song, not just the vibration. It is the unsubstantive form, not just the carved symbol.
When the old Rune masters passed down their craft they did so with large helpings of myth and lore. Because Runes ultimately are not about playing in the world, they are the world, and such an understanding can only be mythic, mystic.
We have run straight into the unconscious assimilation of the values so many hold from a dying system, the desperate attempt to cling to them vs. the need to throw them out.
Step one is realize that these values are assigned, that they lead to a method of thinking, a way of seeing that whilst helping one to drive down the highway are actually imediments to sensing the flow.
It must be understood that such values were never present in the world of ancient times, not in the Northern lands, not in Rome, not Egypt or Greece, and that projecting these values on everything simply blocks the flow.
That to become aware that one even holds such things requires an honesty few can muster, and that the ability to shrink them in order to entertain another is in fact an essential cognitive skill.
And in that vein we offered up a plain truth regarding the power of music, the rock and roll that moves the soul and the mystery of trance and dance that is so essential that no one even knows its real.
It is, ultimately up to the reader to decide if the work here was successful in introducing a perspective regarding life that expands the definition of such, to perhaps open new areas of inquiry.
In freely adopting the term Gnostic, we went to battle with all the many erroneous concepts of what Gnostic truly means. Gnostic is not a system of beliefs. it is not dogma, or a specific kind of church.
Yet this is the view the society prefers, a list of characteristics and themes that society can play with and compare to their abrahamics. Again, we are speaking a language that so few understand, the poetry of vision.
A Harmony of Staves, has brought you for free the chroncle that was won through trauma and blood to arrive at this place where you now read. Is it enough, do you want more, who cares, stare at the floor it is just what it is.
A Harmony of Staves is both a platform, and a record, but what it winds up being is a unique cognitive experience, one quite removed from the point of view proffered by a majority in this time.
And that’s the rub, as well as the light.