Last post on this topic for a month. To day I’m exploring one of the oldest religions that sounds like rastafarianism but clearly to my ignorant mind is not . It is in fact, Zoroastrianism. This religion has it’s origin in Persia or Iran as we know it today.
The creator is wholly good. His name is Ahura Mazda – ‘lord of wisdom’. I’m not sure if he ever endorsed the car company Mazda. It is a possibility. Stranger things have happened in this life we live in.
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He is beyond wise, he is everything that evil and chaos is not. No snake is gonna get away lying to this God dude.
Being a God can be hard work so even a this dude needs a bit of help. He uses his seven creations- the divine spirits.
Spenta Mainyu is the Ahura’s favorite spirit because she is his agent and does his will.
If you have watched ‘Allo Allo’, Spenta is this character:
Like all good stories ,Ahura needs a nemesis. He has the ultimate nemesis his evil twin – Arihman.
He is beneath (pun) him. Ahura will never accept that his dark twin is his equal.
So the two are constantly locked in a good old fashioned battle of Good versus Evil.
Somehow Spenta- the secret agent is always in the middle of these two’s little spats. It is a mystery how or what the exact relationship is amongst the three.
Oh, another small fact – Ahura Mazda – also created humans whom he gave free will. I think that could have been one of the days he was having a bit of an off day in his judgements. Just take a look around at our beautiful world or what is left of it.
Us , humans were granted with a massive responsibility to buck up , keep the world in a state of order.
Denounce all evil thoughts and behaviours known as druj -or the dark-side as many of us know it.
They did this by only speaking good things, doing good things, being pretty fucking good- not the best but just –
good enough– this goodness is called asha
Evil twin constantly tries to shake things up and rebels. He’s like
” Humans? Why so serious? C’mon lets have a party.”
” How do you know you are being good if you have never tried living in chaos? Maybe the true good lies in chaos” – this is a cunning tactic.
This is all hearsay of course. So don’t quote me on the exact words.
Mazda found or created this highly good dude called – Zoroaster., who went on to hire a bunch of humans to do good shit. This was Mazda’s ultimate weapon against his twin.
‘Good will prevail’is the main belief of these optimistic folk.
Mazda, like many before and after him ,wanted to create a perfect world- a Utopia,I guess. I could argue that what one thinks is an idea of a perfect world is not necessarily what everyone else thinks is the perfect world.
I’m just putting that out there.
Just to be sure that Good had a better chance of defeating evil, Mazda had a couple more tricks up his sleeve.
He created an invisible spiritual world which contained a perfect being. This was meant to fool his evil twin.
He also came up with a pretty potent collection of words known as the ‘Ahunaver’ prayer which blasted his twin into back into the darkness. No light – nothing.
I’m tired after all this work. Finally Mazda created a tangible form to his spiritual world
He’s not gonna risk taking any more bullshit and so, the bull is created as the primal animal.
What about us humans. Never fear.
He may be weary but he reveals his perfect spiritual being and turns it into a real life human being.
His idea of making us humans decide to side with bad or evil completely absolves him of any duty or responsibility. Crafty or what?
Did you think that his tricks worked on the greatest trickster of them all? His twin.
This is the bit where his nemesis got really pissed off , he has licked his wounds and recovered and murders the bull and the human. He has a few gifts to bring to us.
All wrapped up with their own name tags.
Quite a generous bloke is this nemesis of Mazda ( who may or may not be sponsored by Mazda -the car brand)
Zoroastrianism religion give us personal responsibility to do good and act morally
Human virtues: to practice daily include: Truthfulness, Loyalty,Tolerance, forgiveness,respect for ones Elders and keeping promises. All our choice
Human vices :not to practice are Anger,Arrogance,vengefulness,bad language and Greed
If you follow this religion you will be judged twice- yes, twice. Once when we die and the other is the last judgement.
People can redeem themselves and have the choice to act morally in the after life.
Only when good supersedes evil will a new saviour in the world be born –Saoshyant to revive the world.
So lets recap
Our creator is 100% good.
But, people can see both evil and good
No evil can come from Good
So, evil needs to a completely separate creation to the 100% good God
We have choice. We are encouraged to help our good creator challenge the bad and the evil in the world.
That is it until May 2016. Beliefs will continue to follow with ‘the rise of ancient and classical beliefs.’
See you then 🙂
I’m always going on about how resourceful people can be but I am so high fiving the Tikopians. The original true opportunists.
In the Pacific island live a small number of people who have dwindled away since the 1950’s, when Christians were on their Jehovah like mission to convert all people to their religion. Sadly these people didn’t have a
‘We don’t open doors to Christian people’ .sign and doors are are lot sturdier these days.
These people would originally do two -week rituals a year which they called undertaking ‘ the work of the Gods’
These Gods don’t ask for much of our human time, do they?
The idea behind the rituals was that it was kind of like a currency exchange in the form of:
I indulge you and work for you and you provide us with what we need to survive.
A great system of trade – fair and legit enough, don’t you think?
Okay, Daisy, What is so awesome about these people that make you want to high five them?
This is genius! Okay here is how this religion was structured:
Let’s pretend I am a Tikopian. I check my watch /sundial and I’m thinking –oh boy, time to do some work for the Gods to please them.
So, I think to myself –I’m not shy of work. I see a canoe. That looks like it needs fixing and I fix it.
I look at my soil and think –Aaah yes, what a good time to plant those vegetable seeds I bought a while back….
I do a bit of gardening.
I’m sweating, I wipe my brow. I look up to the heavens. Crying out
“Look at all this work I am doing for you”. I get a few treats and a potent drink of kava and offer it to the Gods.
I know that they are not as consistent as say , Santa Clause. Unlike Santa Clause these Gods don’t take a sip of their drink or nibble at the food left out for them. I could interpret this as being highly ungrateful, or
I go to the place where I placed my offerings and I say
” Gods! I see very clearly now. You must eat only ‘in essence’. I know what I shall do,I will eat and drink your offerings in the presence of your grace”
I’m feeling a bit tipsy but I have worked hard and the Gods are happy.
Some time passes, I’m seen out having a leisurely canoe ride, my plants are harvesting and my people can’t understand how I can prosper so much when I consume the god’s offerings and work for my own gain under the guise of working for the Gods.
My people shout my name and want answers. They have been self-flagellating or praying or chanting or whatever during their two week ritual of working for the gods.
I steer my canoe back to the shores and jump out of it and walk towards my people. They form a circle around me. I say:
” I was asked to take part in some work on this work for the Gods ritual, was I not? I fixed my canoe and tended to my harvest. Is this not work?”
No one can really argue with me.
My people ( the ones who catch on quickly) start to look at me differently. The look is one that makes me feel like I have elevated my status. I’ve been rewarded by the Gods not punished. I am now seen as someone with great privilege.
So why am I high fiving these people?
Well, they used these rituals with the Gods to create a social and economic structure within their community. They saw an opportunity to help their community to thrive and stick together in the name of their Gods.
These rituals and how they approached them held the Tikopian society together.
Now you have got to applaud such cunning and resourcefulness from so-called primitive people.
Life is not fucking easy. Can just put that out there and state the obvious. One minute you are up and on a high and then you hear a tiny whisper of news and it brings you crashing down.
Not trying to get cryptic and poetic. It’s not my style.
My thoughts are all over the place.
First day down of facilitator support group training. -I can tell you it is not easy to facilitate a peer led support group.
I’m not going t give up.
six hours of intense training -what did Daisy learn ?
The only thing I can think of at this moment is what my ma has just told me My uncle has a tumour – in his colon – cancerous- 6 cm big .
Oh and I remember this quote
“In the silence of listening, you can know yourself in everyone, the unseen singing softly to itself and to you.”
Read more at: http://www.azquotes.com/quote/824105
I think it sums up what a facilitators role is and the need to be self aware all the time.
I lost an aunt to cancer last February and another uncle not many weeks after that to Cancer. My Gran’s dementia is in the final stages. I’m trying to carve out a new life for myself, my daughter. I am terrified of losing my own mother.
Mental illness sucks balls
. I really don’t need it to start causing shit when I have so many important things I need to get on with.
Like what ?
Well my life.
I’m not going to let this beat me. No matter how many panic attacks I get, how many times I weigh myself or how complexed everything gets. I’m going to get through this. I will be there for my family. I will succeed in my goals with volunteering.
Went to the dentist and his assistant says to me
“you are one tough cookie.”
So did the tattoo dude when I got my new tattoo 2 weeks ago .
Yes, It’s a good job I have lived the life I have.
I can honestly say thank fuck for every experience that has led me up to this moment.
I am holding up pretty good.
I’ve done a gym session, had a bath and read my daughter a story. I’m not going to go into what I learned today.
I need time to process it.
I’m not going into my uncles condition.
I need time to process.
I am going to try and distract myself and read your lovely blogs and posts. I want to write but I feel numb. I feel like if I carry on writing like this – no emotion will come across in these words..
In a way I’m honouring what I always profess to be. I am honest to a fault. Transparent.
I am the first person to mock religion but the first thing I thought about when I heard the news about my uncle was :
I am willing to believe in a God if it makes my uncle better. I’m willing to believe that there s still hope,the operation will be a success .I’m willing to pray to something I have never laid eyes on if it will heal the suffering of a person I love.
My heads all over the place.