To people in Antiquity (from 500 B.C. on
back to the dawn of time), the future was NOT dark – it was full of light – and
fairly straightforward to discern. It was full of light (and maybe even
sweetness) because they themselves shone that light on into the future. By
simple acts of piousness – by making offerings to the gods – by making
sacrifices, the people themselves shone their love from the past into the
future. As we all know, although we may often forget the fact, light is a
purified form of love... so there’s significance to the sacred imperative:
“Shine your love into the future!”
Now, there’s a sacred duty to consider next
time... Today, we’re tackling other conundrums. And, what can be more fun than
deciphering another riddle from the past? After all, it’s just more light into
the gloom of the present.
We all know that if you go deep enough into
the past, the farther you go, the scantier the “record” gets. Not too far back
into the past there comes a time, rather very late in human existence, when
there are no records at all. Roughly speaking, it’s tough to find any records
(esp. written ones) that predate the Late Bronze Age. By the way, modern primates
don’t use the tripartite division for Early, Middle, and Late Bronze Age
anymore – now it’s all just one color – the Bronze Age.
You leave the room for ten minutes and
these knuckleheads rearrange all the furniture without telling anyone. It was
probably too much to have to think about! Things ought to be “simple” for
consumption by the modern herd-animal... And, more historical detail certainly
wasn’t going to help promote the political nonsense of the day, that is, to
prove the argument that human beings are violent savages and that war is a
natural human activity that’s been going on since time immemorial. So... they’ve
discarded whole tracts of History!
Let’s not let scholars and academicians
bore us with their “expertise,” or lack thereof... For ancient people there really
was no such thing as History, at least, as we understand it today. History only
begins to exist when “individuals” come to the fore... when someone named “King
X” claims something or other to himself (in its earliest manifestation, this
claim was usually a divine one... “King X is the son of god X, etc.”). But this
conspicuous individuality is relatively late in the course of our development
and evolution as human beings on this planet – very, very late, indeed. In
fact, it just happened a couple of centuries ago...
Moreover, why does it seem as if through
vast stretches of time nothing much took place? Was it because things were more
static in the past? Outside of Ancient Egypt, there are no major empires attested
to before the end of the Bronze Age – the last thousand years before the Iron
Age. Likewise, before then, there were no wars to speak of either. Practically
no wars are attested to until the end of the Bronze Age and the beginning of
the Iron Age. Now, they call that critical transition period, the Bronze Age “collapse”
(how apropos). What’s the deal?
The past must have been dull without wars
and famines... But if there were no wars, there must have been something going
on... Why didn’t folks in our ancient past record the “news of the day”? Was it
because there was no need to, since their news-cycle was a thousand years long...?
History Is The Record Of
Our Egoism
In Antiquity, and more so before the
Classical Period, from which we get most of our “history,” there was no news –
not in the sense we understand the word “news” today, as “a report or
information of a recent event.” Not even reports of events past, in other
regions, kingdoms, or cities were reported. The reason is mainly because such
events were not of an unexpected nature. The death of a beloved or hated
monarch was not a newsworthy event. The ancients knew people died and it was
simply a matter of time that such-and-such a king would kick the bucket, and
invariably, they eventually did! When or how it actually took place was totally
irrelevant to the ongoing course of life, and even to “matters of state”
between kingdoms, such as they were in olden times (diplomacy is an ancient
art, and while it is not practiced today, since it requires brains to do that,
in the past, diplomacy had nothing of the unforeseen in it).
Let me give you a concrete example: Herodotus,
who lived in the early 5th Century B.C., went out (like journalists
of the past century used to do) and actually talked to people and tried to “see”
things for himself before writing things down. But he was the exception, the oddball...
Events, like the death of the monarch, the start of the last war, all these
things were written down after the fact, and usually way after the fact (it was
by then old news, and very cold news!). Then again, by the 5th Century
B.C. it was way late in the course of things anyway, and the danger at that
time was that by then memory flagged. People’s memories weren’t as robust as
their ancestors’, they couldn’t remember what took place a thousand years ago
anymore because their memory stretched back only a century and not much more. Things
had to be written down, or they’d surely be forgotten.
As hard as it may be to believe today, when
events seem so sudden and haphazard, not to mention frightening and revolting
at the same time, there used to be a one thousand-year news cycle. That’s how
long events of any import were actually remembered by large numbers of people
around, let’s say, 5,000 B.C. (and earlier in time, of course). You can say
that “oral tradition” had something to do with the retention of great events in
the collective memory of a people, tribe, or clan, etc., and you wouldn’t be
wrong, but there was more to it than that. Individual people actually
remembered stuff – they had memory (something we lack today).
The clarity and concreteness of the memory
enjoyed by our ancestors back then is something we have no inkling about today
when we use the word “memory” as a function of remembering some past event. If
you have a clear picture of even a single event that you alone witnessed before you were four or five-years-old, you have
the quality of memory reserved to less than 1% of the human population. If you
can remember anything before you were seven-years old, with the clarity of
today’s experience, you have a great memory, perhaps as good as 5% to 10% of
the human population. The rest of us can’t actually remember what we had
yesterday for lunch...
I Don’t Remember, I Don’t
Recall...
I’m talking here about a genuine,
independent memory, not the “false memory” so prevalent today, which is not a
memory at all, but a logical connection made of and buttressed by testimony
from other witnesses present, or material evidence, including photographic
images, which are contemporaneous with the “event” remembered. Such evidence
may be used in court, but alas, reality is never present in a court of law –
that’s just institutionalized theater. Here we’re dealing with the real deal,
and a genuine memory is something precious – something held within the living
soul (i.e., it’s not something you lie about, claiming it as a memory, in order
not to pay for damages).
And speaking of courtrooms... here’s
another factor for which memory was a substantial contributor – Justice. Memory
was the glue bringing people, the tribe, or clan together by being the arbiter
of fairness in dealings between individuals of the community – both in the
sharing of material resources and in imparting punishment.
The old Biblical condemnation: “The sins of
the father shall be visited upon his children and the children's children, to
the third and the fourth generation...” is telling us something real. It was
possible to condemn someone’s family or clan (and at that time, “blood ties” were
stronger than they are today) over many generations because people remembered
back across the generations to what each individual did (or how they behaved
with respect to their obligations to Jehovah). This kind of “justice” was
indeed possible only thanks to the thousand-year, or by that time, the
hundred-year “news-cycle.”
Memory of injustices, blood feuds, poor
dealings, etc. were kept alive by each member of a community across generations,
so it was very hard to get away with petite or even grand larceny (much less
something more unsettling, like murder). People having the ability to remember
everything about “you,” your family, your ancestors, and also the life of the
community itself, pretty much kept everyone in line. Tough to finagle your way
out of a bind, when everyone knows what you and your ancestors have done! (Kind
of like our current Police State, in America and Europe, wherein cameras and
false testimony play the part collective memory once did, in order to condemn
everyone for jaywalking, or worse, littering).
Although “tradition” and “history” was handed
down from ancestors to descendants in a long, unbroken chain, through chants,
music, folklore, legends, and especially myths, giving ancient people a leg up
on us modern, mindless sheep, nevertheless, in the past, people had already an
intuitive knowledge of events to begin with.
By “events” I don’t just mean human events,
those actions by people either individually or in concert, which affected the
community. Such actions were rare, since people then were guided by a more or
less intuitive consciousness – they were guided by leaders. And, even without
these leaders, people knew how to act and did so, generally, in a beneficent
manner.
You could say their lives were ruled by the
gods (the neteru) in the sense that the great cycles of nature were repeated
over and over again, with very slight variations, and these disparities were
not considered significant. Which explains why Ancient Egyptians didn’t even
record the appearance of supernovas in the night time skies, since to their way
of thinking, it was not an “accident” which brought the phenomenon about, and
as a result, it was not newsworthy!
Memory As Identity
Memory was, in more ways than one, the
great common pillar of identity for ancient people (external features of race
and ethnicity had nothing to do with it!). In other words, people didn’t flock
together because they had the same colored feathers, so to speak. Not at all,
folks got together because they shared a common memory, which was attached to
the geography of the region in which they lived (the rocks and stones also
helped them remember). They congregated and were united in their lives by shared
feelings brought on by those events which they experienced together (both good
and bad, although I have my doubts such a judgement was ever made in light of
most events).
There were several reasons why this lengthy
“news cycle,” this prodigious memory, was a gift enjoyed by the populace at
large. They had help, naturally... and I don’t mean simply the help of the gods
(although that was always a factor). One of these factors was that, as a matter
of course, nothing much unexpected ever took place – that’s why ancient people
didn’t have History, or any need for such an artificiality to explain what had
gone before.
Naturally, nothing unexpected or
unpredictable occurs today either, it just seems that way to us because we live
enmeshed in superstition and fear and we’re constantly surrounded by a bubble
of distraction that insulates us from the real world. Further, we shy away from
“connecting-the-dots,” especially the more obvious ones, because we fear reality
with every fiber of our being. Despite the fact that the vast majority of
people today are convinced that things “just happen,” nothing could be further
from the truth.
To the modern way of reckoning, almost
everything that takes place around us is an accident, or some kind of a
“coincidence.” This pseudo-fact keeps us in the dark and relieves us of all
responsibility (and what is superstition, if not the dire flight from
responsibility?). The modern idea of a coincidence would not only be a totally
alien concept to someone living in 5,000 B.C., but a factual impossibility. And
nothing to them was “foreign” when it came to nature, her eternal cycles, and the
fabric of her Reality. Therefore, that “consistency” in reality still remains
in place today. We simply choose not to look at reality in any of its
manifestations... perhaps it’s the repetition that bores us (we’d rather
digress into the repetition of the 24-hour news-cycle and get distracted from
having to pay attention to her Reality).
Living under the illusion that “shit
happens,” separates us from reality, and it gives us leave to not pay attention
to what’s going on. People in ancient times didn’t have that luxury – knowing
what’s going on was likely the razor thin difference between life and death.
But we no longer live under “Damocles’ sword” hanging by a horse’s hair over
our heads, or so we tell ourselves. You can believe whatever you want, but that
usually doesn’t change the facts on the ground... (of course we live under
worse delusions than Damocles’ sword, we just don’t want to own up to it!).
I’d Be Lazy If I
Weren’t So Tired...
And so it goes... It’s a kind of laziness
that’s endemic to our time, a stupor, a sleeping through things which gives us
a false sense of security (why else would we be so cock-ready to give up our
political freedoms and our human rights to be protected from “others” who are
allegedly after our ill-gotten “wealth” and privilege). We simply don’t want to
be bothered... and since most of us don’t wish any ill to anyone, when
something bad happens, and we hear about it on the radio, the tube, or on the
Internet, then it seems to us like something “out of the blue.” Or we chalk it
up to “divine intervention.”
But seriously folks, we’re just living in
denial. Is war and famine something that happens out of the blue? Another
accident? Like global warming...? As if the weather were not a reflection, and
true echo, of what we’re doing: “This last super-storm, I had nothing to do
with it! I just consume gasoline and plastic like it’s going out of style, and
run the electricity and water all day long... What’s wrong with that??”
Yeah, heard that, done that... Our long-gone ancestors didn’t live in our
superstitious times, of course. Such mumbo-jumbo would have probably driven
them mad. In our phony reality, wherein everything that happens has a “hidden
cause,” which is magically out of our control, we can continue to be oblivious
to the consequences (since we’re ultimately responsible for what we do, if we
were to fess up, we’d have to discard this “magical” cause for our troubles,
and own up to what our actions are really doing – not a ticket for political
success!).
The ancients didn’t live under the illusion
that things “just happen” without “rhyme or reason,” as we claim to ourselves
today. Human beings at that time were not easily surprised or overwhelmed by
events because they were not detached from their natural environment the way we
are today. To us, it’s our neighbors fault, our government’s fault, or God’s
fault, and if he weren’t dead, we’d be vociferously claiming we have no control
over what God does... Can a weasel be more specious than that? (I apologize for
the insult to weasels...)
Were ancient peoples to be surprised that a
storm came in? That an earthquake struck? Hardly. Nothing nature could throw at
them, including the rare famine or drought, was ever going to catch them unawares
(especially since they knew they had created the earthquakes and famines
themselves!). This was simply not possible since they were in constant union
with the external world, not only through their gods, but also the lesser
natural and elemental spirits which inhabit the ground, the rocks, the trees,
the streams, and the wind.
Not to mention, they had a memory that went
back centuries, and they knew that when their ancestors did such-and-such, then
something “bad” happened. And, since they weren’t knuckleheads like we are
today, they didn’t repeat stupid behavior ad
nausea merely to “make money,” or cheat someone (which is really the same
thing).
Memory Is Our Conscience
Even without consulting their oracles or
their gods, our ancestors would know days or weeks in advance when a storm was
brewing (and more accurately than our Met Service does), and likewise would
know months in advance, if not actually years in advance, when a drought was
inevitable. Most of the time, humans were successful in avoiding these
pitfalls, at least, until more recent times, let’s say, around the Middle Ages,
and then into the Renaissance, when people, especially in Europe, no longer had
anything but a tenuous link to their natural surroundings.
Well, by the Middle Ages the gods were
gone... we simply abandoned them! Yet, people were still in touch with nature. For
a time, even onto the 14th Century A.D., they had traditional folklore,
folk wisdom and apotropaic magic to rely on. But this knowledge was being
permanently lost thanks to the witch hunts, book burnings, and the lies and
superstitions introduced by the Roman Church (not to mention the internecine
wars and crusades they fanned over the continent with glee and abandon for
centuries).
If it rained a thousand years ago, it’s
going to rain again! Where’s the surprise in that? If you’re going to burn down
your surrounding forest, no birds will be around (and other animals) to fend
off bad weather and colder winters (life maintains the temperature of the
planet constant – death both rises and lowers the temperature). Likewise, if
you burn the forests of the entire planet, then the weather is going to change...
and it won’t be for the “better.” What’s “news” about that?
There’s nothing complicated or magical
about it. We just think it’s “magical” because we have succumbed to the Big Lie
we tell ourselves (i.e., we’re not responsible for anything we do, and
collectively, for anything that takes place). As I said, we can make the lie a
plausible one as long as we sever our connections to the real world... to our “little
voice” inside. To our memory! Memory, as I’ve explained, is a kind of “conscience”
and if you can shut that off, you can do any gruesome thing without sensing its
immediate consequences.
Losing our Memory is what our “modern,”
materialistic life-style brings with it. We’re dependent entirely on an
artificial environment generated by electricity, we have nary a conscious
connection to the natural world as it is... Of course, despite our denial, we
have a connection to the natural world, and a deep one at that, so deep in fact
that we can’t escape its consequences. We simply prefer to ignore the
consequences, hoping someone “downwind” or “downstream” will bear the brunt of
it.
In the meantime, we’d rather remain
blissfully asleep and unbothered.