In the M-iddle, at the bottom of the ‘U,’ of yo-U, between the ‘M’ and the ‘N’ in the ‘MUN’ of Com-MUN-ion, when and where the ‘I’ is M-i-N-i-M-ised, at the bottom of a c-U-p, a c-U-pel, a cr-U-cible, the Holy Grail. There’s one in tong-U-e and la-U-gher. Twelve around one. Thirteen times two. M-ath. M-atter. M-ater. M-other. M-ind. M-easure. M-aker. Re-MEM-ber. Verbatim. Word.
THIS Etymology of Healing revolves around the Greek name ‘Jason,’ and an enTheogenic and esoteric explanation of why ‘Jason’ means ‘HEALER.’ ‘EnTheogenic,’ meaning, ‘GENERATING-THE-DIVINE-WITHIN,’ ‘esoteric,’ meaning, ‘SECRET.’
And yet, you read on. There’s a cure in curious, and in obscure.
‘Jason’ is ‘Ja[h]’s-son.’ The inserted letter ‘H’ is an ‘ASPIRATE,’ a ‘BREAT-H.’ ‘JAH’ is a name of ‘GOD,’ a word that means ‘TO INVOKE,’ ‘TO CALL UPON,’ from the Hebrew name ‘YAHWEH.’ ‘Y’s and ‘J’s transliterate. No yoke.
The English/Latin Alphabet is descended from the Semitic Language Group. ‘Semitic,’ descending from one of Noah’s sons, whose name was ‘Shem.’ ‘Shem’ means ‘NAME’ in Hebrew, and a ‘son’ is a ‘MAN.’
In English, meaning is held by ‘morphemes,’ defined as ‘THE SMALLEST UNIT OF LETTERS THAT HAVE INTRINSIC MEANING.’ ‘Intrinsic’ means ‘INWARDS’ and ‘tri’ means ‘THREE.’
‘MEAN,’ the base of ‘mean-ing,’ means ‘MIDDLE’ in Mathematics, and ‘middle,’ spatially, has no meaning without a set of coordinates. The word ‘ordinate’ means ‘TO PUT IN ORDER,’ ‘CO-’ is a morpheme for ‘TWO,’ and THREE ORDINATES are required to locate ONES position in space. There’s an ‘-ORD’ in Word and Lord. Try angulation.
The ‘MORPH’ of ‘morpheme’ is ‘FORM’ written backwards, where the ‘P’ and ‘F’ transliterate, the ‘H’ is an ‘ASPIRATE,’ a ‘BREATH,’ and ‘PHEME’ means ‘TO SPEAK.’ A ‘morpheme’ is ‘FORM-SPEAKING.’ ‘Metamorphosis’ is to ‘trans-FORM.’ ‘In-FORM-ation’ is the ‘FORM-ation of the mind.’
The ‘MED’ of ‘MED-icine’ and ‘MED-itation’ and ‘inter-MED-iary,’ means ‘MIDDLE.’ To ‘con-c-en-T-rate’ is ‘TO MOVE TOWARDS THE C-EN-T-ER.’ We en-T-er. We e-X-it. Implici-T.
LOCATED in the MIDDLE of the posterior forebrain is the small conical gland known as the Pineal, in Metaphysics, “The Seat of the Soul.” We emerge inside. Location! Location! Location! Pine trees are conifers, cones.
The Universal Symbol of Emerge-ncy Services, the Star of Life, is the image of a Serpent climbing a Pole, superimposed upon THREE ORDINATES. A ‘charm’ is a ‘MAGIC SPELL.’
Etymologist named the First Letter of the English/Latin ‘A’-lphabet, the adjacent ‘A’ of J-A-son, an “Ox Head,” because it first appeared upside down and tilted to the right and they thought the legs looked like horns. There’s one in re-A-son and L-A-ughter.
The ‘A,’ of Alphabet, of Archetype, the First-Type, a First Principle, is a pictogram of the human Pine-A-L G-LA-nd, the Cone of Consciousness, a corpuscular r-A-y. ‘CON-’ means ‘WITH’ and ‘SCI’ means ‘TO KNOW.’
The ‘J’ of Jason is an Alphabetic and Geometric representation of the Observer, the Participant, the Partaker, expressed Geometrically as a Third Ordinate, a man, a Serpent, a pole, extra-pole-ated to exist and pro-J-ec-T-ed into Time. The French added the minuscule to the bottom in the Middle Ages, a Symbol of Return.
The Tenth Letter ‘J’ is the Fisherman’s Hook and the Shepherd’s Crook, and the Pharaoh’s too. In ancient Egypt, the Crook was revered as the Supreme Symbol of Religious Authority. Still is.
We smoke a ‘J’-ay. J-oin-T begins with a ‘J’ and ends with a ‘T,’ an intersection of vertical and horizontal coordinates. The ZIG-ZAG man zigs and zags in relationship to wha-T? We are J-aded. We ‘J-aywalk,’ we cross. We are in-J-ured, we seek J-ustice, from a J-udge and J-ury who have J-urisdiction to ad-J-udicate, in a Cour-T, a quadration. The per-Son-ification of Word is crucified in “the place of the skull.” We NEED a ‘fix.’ The cruci-fixes. Three eyes, three crosses, the ‘T’ of ‘T-emple’ and ‘T-unnel.’
When we squin-T at ligh-T, light appears to conver-T into the configuration of a cross. This is the Origin of Ordinates. We see this, out here, in the so-called “real world,” and think nothing of it because we know it’s an op-T-ical illusion.
The ‘LU’ morpheme of ‘il-LU-sion’ and ‘hal-LU-cination’ means ‘LIGHT.’ The ‘H’ of ‘h-AL-lucination’ and ‘h-AL-le-LU-JA-h’ is a breat-h followed by an ‘AL’ morpheme, the first two letters of AL-phabet, LA-nguage and LA-w. There’s one in he-AL-i-NG and re-LA-T-ionship.
The ‘A’ is the Pine-A-L, the Cosmic Compass of Compassion, and the ‘L’ is the upper-right quadran-T of vertical and horizontal coordinates, created by squinting at light and used to organize spa-T-i-AL re-LA-T-ionships inside the Promised Gland of the human Pine-AL. The L-etter ‘L’ is a Square. The Compass and Square are “INSTRUMENTS OF MEASUREMENT, BELONGING TO A CARPENTER.” Got wood? Three nails?
A ‘squint’ is ‘AN OBLIQUE OPENING THROUGH A WALL IN A CHURCH PERMITTING A VIEW OF THE AL-T-AR.’ ‘Oblique’ means ‘INDIRECT,’ ‘AT AN ANGLE.’ ‘Altar’ means ‘HIGH.’
Ob-J-ec-T, sub-J-ec-T, ‘ob-‘ and ‘sub-,’ ‘ABOVE’ and ‘BELOW’ and ‘J-ec-T,’ ‘TO THROW,’ in Latin, ‘JACERE.’ The ‘-cere’ means ‘PURE.’ Only the ‘C’ remains today in di-C-tionary, where we find ‘THE PUREST SENSE OF A WORD.’
The ‘etymon-’ of Etymology means ‘TRUE’ and the ‘philo-’ of Philology, ‘THE STUDY OF THE ORIGNS OF WORDS AND THEIR STRUCTURE,’ means ‘LOVE.’ ‘-ology’ is ‘LOGIC’ and ‘THE STUDY OF.’
English is ANGLISH, made of Angles, Angels, Messengers, A-scending and descending upon the ‘JA’ and ‘LA’ morphemes of JA-cob’s LA-dder, a ladder MADE OF LETTERS, connecting earth to Heaven and man to God. We Commune. We communicate. Their shapes, their forms, are not arbitrary. ‘A-rbiter’ means ‘J-udge,’ ‘Supreme Being.’ Hologram. Holy Grammar.
by Jack Cross
‘Epistemology’ is defined as ‘THE THEORY OF KNOWLEDGE.’ ‘Spectators’ have ‘theories,’ Serpents do not. ‘Epi-,’ ‘UPON’ …the ‘S’ and the ‘T,’ the first two letters of ST-ructure, hidden in the middle of ‘my-ST-ery,’ and ‘de-ST-iny,’ at the end of ‘que-ST’ and ‘Chri-ST,’ pictograms of a Serpent and a Tree. They’re where ST-ory ST-arts, In The Beginning, and you can’t spell e-S-o-T-eric or S-ecre-T without them. Super-ST-itious?
IN SEVERE GOODNESS, at the center of vertical and horizontal coordinates, the sa[y]man, the Wordman, is psychologically crucified upon the Cross of Consciousness and pierces the Vail of Time. He ascends the Ridge Pole, the Axis Mundi, the World Tree, and the ‘J’ of the Jack, the Nike[y], into the One Holographic Mind of God, the Pan and the Ram in the V-ision.
The re-AL-m of the Shaman, the She-Man, is not Faith, but KN-owledge, GN-O-SIS. He is the Divine Sinner and Supreme SCI-EN-T-ist, J-ack-of-all-T-rades and Master of One.
Before I had ever been to New York City, I had a dream that I was there on a busy street near the corner of a tall building, and there was this black guy standing behind these large dark wooden carvings that were like paintings, but carved into wood. I’d say they were about 4 feet wide by 5 feet tall, and I noticed that in each one of these very beautiful and intricate carvings was hidden the word THIS. The artist, the black man, was just watching people walking by, no one stopping, and I said, “I noticed that in each of your carvings, you hid the word ‘THIS.’ That’s so beautiful.” And I went on, “I learned about THIS by taking psychedelics.” And he smiled and said, “That’s how I learned about THIS too.” And he said, “Follow me, I want to show you something.” And he walked out from behind his carvings and walked around the corner to the right and into the large double doors, and we started to climb up a winding staircase, and at each turn, he got further and further away from me, until I could no longer see him. There were no floors or doors. I continued to climb, spiraling up until I came to the top, where there was a line of people waiting to get into the adjacent room, and there was a woman sitting at a desk with a clipboard. There were large glass windows and I could see into a classroom, but I could not see the black man who wanted to show me something, but there was no other place to go but into that room. The line didn’t seem to be moving, so I decided to just walk into the classroom to wait for the black man. I looked up and immediately saw that I was alone in the room, and no black man either. I’ll wait. I started to feel a little funny and I looked down at my hands on the desk, and they were black. I was the black man, and I thought back to his art and the hidden meaning of THIS.