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1385) Published: Non-Me: John and Abigail’s Gender Politics November 12, 2010

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Istiqlal, 9th Qudrat, 167 BE
The Independence and Names of Power
The 193rd Anniversary of the Birth of Baha’u’llah, Mirza Husayn Ali i Nuri (1817 to 1892)
1385) John and Abigail’s Gender Politics

(About the 2nd President of the United States of America, John Adams, and his wife Abigail Smith, just before the Declaration of Independence in 1776, taken from “John Adams” by David McCullough, 2001, pages 104 to 105.)

I had been two weeks now since she (Abigail) had seen the British fleet sail out of Boston, and she viewed the approach of spring very differently than she had only a month before. Her world had been transformed. She was experiencing an uncommon “gaiety de coeur,” she wrote, “I think the sun shines brighter, the birds sing more melodiously.” She longed to hear word of independence declared. Her spirit took flight at the thought:

“-and by the way in the new code of laws which I suppose it will be necessary for you to make, I desire you would remember the ladies, and be more favorable to them than your ancestors. Do not put such unlimited power into the hands of husbands.”

Borrowing a line from a poem by Daniel Defoe that she knew he would recognize (for he had used it, too), she wrote, “Remember all men would be tyrants if they could.

“If particular care and attention is not paid to the ladies we are determined to foment a rebellion, and will not hold ourselves bound by any laws in which we have no voice or representation. That your sex are naturally tyrannical is a truth so thoroughly established as to admit to no dispute, but such of yours as wish to be happy willingly give up the harsh title of master for the more tender and endearing one of friend. Why then not put it out of the power of the vicious and the lawless to use us with cruelty and indignity with impunity. Regard us then Men of sense in all ages abhor those customs which treat us only as vassals of your sex. Regard us then as being placed by providence under your protection and in imitation of the Supreme Being make use of that power only for our happiness.”

She was not being entirely serious. In part, in her moments of spring-time gaiety, she was teasing him. But only in part.

Adams responded in a light spirit. “I cannot but laugh,” he began.

“We have been told that our struggle has loosened the bands of government everywhere; that children and apprentices were disobedient; that schools and colleges were grown turbulent; that Indians slighted their guardians and Negroes grew insolent to their masters. But your letter was the first intimation that another tribe more numerous and powerful than all the rest were grown discontented. This is rather too coarse a compliment but you are so saucy, I won’t blot it out. Depend on it, we know better than to repeal our masculine systems. Although they are in full force, you know they are little more than theory. We dare not exert our power in its full latitude. We are obliged to go fair and softly, and in practice you know we are the subjects. We have only the name of masters, and rather than give up this, which would completely subject us to the despotism of the petticoat, I hope General Washington and all our brave heroes would fight.”


1384) Published: Journal: Dynamic Tension and Stable Equilibrium November 11, 2010

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Istijlal, 8th Qudrat, 167 BE
The Majesty and Perfection of power
Thursday,11th November 2010 AD
1384) Dynamic Tension and Stable Equilibrium

If I were to imagine 2 scales, from 1 to 10, one measuring hypo-manic euphoria and a feeling of well-being, and the other measuring the degree of freedom from depression and despair, so together measuring the two propensities of manic-depression, I did the other evening ion psychodrama initially surmise that I felt comfortable on both scales, positioning myself at “8” out of 10. I reasoned within myself, that “warp factor 8” out of 10, was to go through life “at a fair lick” without burning out my dilithium crystals. Also, that “88”, utilizing both scales, could be seen as reaching the bare minimum speed necessary, to enable time travel to become possible, assuming of course, that one has possession of a De Lorean with a flux capacity installed. The image then occurred to me that this “limiting factor” to stay at 88 rather than go “all the way” to 100, was a sense of fear and foreboding, brought about by the perception that to aim for 100 would be arrogant, presumptuous, vain, selfish, and would necessitate being struck down by a thunderbolt from Thor for the very cheek of aspiring to 100. But what if God actually wants us to “go all the way”? What if God WANTS us to commit 100%? What if he WANTS us to aspire to excellence and there is no “limiting factor” except the conventional so-called wisdom, that he who is at the top is “too clever by half, “Too big for his boots” and “needs to be brought down a peg or two”? And if this conventional so-called wisdom is crap, and NOT from divine revelation, maybe we can ignore and disregard it as such with impunity from God, since it is His will to achieve or try to achieve excellence in all things, and the ire, apoplectic rage and livid outrage of the jealous and stupid is a factor that we can disregard as irrelevant. If we fly high, we might feel the fear of falling, and the higher you fly, the further it is to fall, and the greater the fear of the fall from grace. So, that someone at 9.9, might experience the greatest anxiety about the possibility of “being brought low”. But at 10, might it not be realized that there is no possibility at longer of falling, that the impregnability and invincibility of breaking through to the other side, makes a human being invulnerable to the vicissitudes of the dangers and temptations of “the world”. This transformation of “10”, rather than a mere relative distinction of “9.9” in relation to others, is the goal, nirvana paradise, the encounter with the monolith AND the entrance through the star-gate to the alien hotel-room, the “being born again” with “the fruits of they spirit” and “the peace that passes all understanding”, the dieing to self that HE might eternally live in us, standing within our own hearts, Mighty, Powerful and Self-Subsisting. This 10 makes us prey to the people lower down the scale, who would find our “tenship” a relative threat to their mediocrity, inferiority and lack of excellence. Their negative feelings about us would render them not only jealous, resentful, sour, but cause them to look on such a serenity as being a symptom of dangerous mental illness, a spiritual virus like a meme that renders the subject so utterly free of empirical science and reason, that that person’s very existence is a an insult to the scientific method., an affront to the scientific orthodoxy that believes with scientific rationality, realism, logic, common sense, intellectual intelligence that “absolute 10” is an impossibility, just as Jesus remaining alive and conqueri8ng they laws of Nature, and ascending to heaven is also an insult to the intelligence, sanity and mental well-being of truly intelligent scientists. But once at “10” the perfect, unimpeachable perfection of nirvana and paradise, the subject, whereas at 9.9 was scared of falling from grace, a long way down, is now at 10 immune from such anxiety, and his faith is unassailable, supreme and unfailing and all the Professor Dawkins’ in the world will not dent his bliss one jot or tittle, not one iota. In that state of 10, the human being has attained the next order of being, not just a human being anymore, but one endowed with the spirit of faith. The opinions of others become of no consequence, the opinion of God becomes paramount, and the assurance that the good-pleasure of The Lord is close at hand cheers the wayfarer’s heart so completely that the world no longer has any dominion over him. THIS spiritual; liberation, emancipation and freedom is “10”. THIS is the secret that the wayfarer, once he has found it, will assuredly hide, since were he to reveal but its faintest trace, THEY would nail him to the cross, as they did Jesus and The Bab, for so directly proclaiming this secret, and their station so plainly and is so open and unabashed a manner. So, whereas, I might aspire to a perfect “8”, a fast, adequate and sprightly cruising speed, which might be disregarded by my father and his ilk as arrogant, hot-headed, inadvisable, but still legal, a “10” would probably cause him a apoplectic rage of indignation at the very gall of the idea. But once his rage and disdain is no longer a factor, since it is realized that his opinion is based on nothing but ignorance and prejudice, one can spur on one’s charger to full speed, without fear of censure, without fear of judicial imprisonment, without the dread of psychosis and the attendant loss of all civil rights, sectioned in a psych ward on the liquid cosh, without any come back from a Dawkins, without any criticism from a ecclesiastic since to advance and accelerate to “10” is what all the priests, mullahs and rabbis are or should be about. No, “10” IS the goal, and a mere 8, though adequate for routinely “patrolling sector 25”, is NOT the same as going through a star-gate to a complete transformation, transfiguration and rebirth into a new creation. “When the swords flash, go forward! When the shafts fly, press onward!” and meet the Lord, in His Court,. And witness the unveiled Beauty of the Blessed Perfection, and His Perfect Exemplar, with no barriers holding you back. Have fear of Him, and His lack of good-pleasure with you, NOT anyone else, for as Moses commended, “Thou shalt have no others Gods but Me” and Jesus, “Love the Lord your God with all your heart, soul, strength and mind” and Muhammad, “Thou shalt have no partners with God and Baha’u’llah, “I desire to be loved alone and above all that is”.

1383) Published: Journal: Lets Pretend November 11, 2010

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Istijlal, 8th Qudrat, 167 BE,
The Majesty and Perfection of Power
Thursday, 11th November, 2010 AD
1383) Lets Pretend

Lets pretend that someone being slagged off deserves his fate. Let us surmise that a particular fellow is guilty of a multitude of vices and character faults, and by them has made trouble for someone else, making her life difficult, in the extreme. That he has burdened her with his extravagant, unwarranted and unwanted protestations of affection, and by virtue of his passions, suffered a severe loss of good judgment, a sense of proportion, an ability to behave with propriety and decorum, and as a result lost his good reputation in her eyes, in the eyes of all her friends, in the eyes of all informed bystanders, and the whole community in general, all in the name of “love”. Is this “love” such a damnable sin? When his admittedly deluded wishful thinking, that his affection was reciprocated, was denied, is he to be blamed for disbelieving the truth, since his good judgment in discerning the true situation between them had become totally lacking? When slighted, as he felt, at the time, treated unfairly and unjustly, was he at fault in feeling grossly offended and wronged, occasioning some anger and vituperative criticism? Was he to be blamed, when perceiving a disjointedness in her behavior, her words apparently not matching her demeanor, was he at fault in trying to rationalize and explain to himself some theory, however fanciful, to explain and excuse her apparent inconsistency? And if all this is true, that he was at fault in all this, what is the explanation for his shortcomings, and are they understandable, and are they excusable? In the light of the medical situation that he found himself, albeit, now analyzed totally in the light of hindsight, and an understanding not feasible for him at the time, a certain understanding CAN be adduced. His deep psychological issues, as a result of the regrettable features of his relationship or lack of it with his own parents, explain substantially his intense craving for an intimate, loving relationship with a woman, albeit sabotaged from the beginning to fall into a disastrous pattern. The most tenuous expression of approval and friendship from the most unattainable, glamorous, beautiful, accomplished and intelligent woman, could be expanded into a wilful and deluded belief that a romantic intention was meant, even when the evidence for such a belief was wholly lacking, such was his craving for such an outcome. Also, the aforementioned sabotage, was designed by circumstances to assign such an extravagant affection to only those who promised to be wholly unwilling, unpredisposed, and unlikely to reciprocate his feelings, thus ensuring an outcome that he subconsciously is used to, familiar with, expects, and generally arranges to happen time and time again, replaying the events of his past, when neglected, marginalized, ignored, held at bay, and abandoned time and again, such as when dispatched to boarding school at age 11. So, with all or at least some of the factors from childhood identified, what of medical issues? Given that Dr Hoffer is correct, that chronic, acute emotional neglect constitutes a kind of abuse, entailing an ongoing and unidentified experience in a small child, of anguish, despair, anxiety, stress and angst, a severe vitamin deficiency is established, which, when not identified and remedied, is over several decades, made to become much worse, as in a snowballing effect, and thus, deprived of vitamins needed, experiences increasingly acute symptoms of bad brain-functioning, increasingly disruptive emotional over-reactions, compounded by ever more serious failures in rational reasoning and judgment, leading to intermittent episodes of failing to follow reality, living in a fantasy world, unable to get to grips with an unpalatable and unmanageable real world. When these problems are merely swept under the carpet and never addressed, only suppressed using tranquillizers, and the cure not administered until 33 years after the original identification of bad-brain functioning, taking 4 years for the application of massive doses of vitamins to correct the brain malfunctioning, regularize the emotions, re-establish rational thought, and make a beginning in rebuilding human relation ships anew, unencumbered by his friends donning metaphorical white coats this regarding him and treating him as a psychiatric case. As a clinical psychologist pointed out, this process cannot be rushed, no matter the urgency felt, to become close to a beloved friend, and prospective partner, to become engaged and married, to “get on with” married life, and have those children before the biological clock stops ticking. With a failure to rush headlong into an instant remedy to all this, its understandable that impatience and annoyance at the failure will quite likely produce a reaction, to give up, move on, and try a partner who is not such a grievous case of “damaged goods”. Though, IF the temptation to lay all the blame on him, for his failure to get well quicker, is given in to, perhaps, to character assassinate him, rather than understand his predicament, is also understandable. After all, its easier to project failure onto someone else s character faults, rather than to take responsibility for any possible faults that a person might have themselves, and its easier to blame a fallible, erring human being, than to blame God, since to blame God would entail a very precarious and unsettling situation, where the connection with the Creator is in jeopardy, and THAT is the most dangerous situation of all. Given that his medical situation is much improved, can the relationship be repaired? THAT is a question that although put, cannot be answered, and can admit to two possible perspectives. One, using rational logic, is that such a reparation is highly unlikely and that there is not a shred of evidence showing its possibility, and the second is in the light of Divine Providence, in which NOTHING is impossible for God, for those who have faith.

Supplementary exchange:- “Pete, do you think you’ll ever get married?” “Well, using scientific, empirical, rational logic, I’d say that the chances are to all intents and purposes zero, but you know perfectly well, that I regard anyone who uses such methods to assess reality to the total exclusion of all other methods, such as anecdotal evidence, circumstantial evidence, intuition, divine inspiration, creative imagination, Total Perspective Vortex, etc, as practically sub-human, congenital idiots, and intellectual moronic imbeciles, but I DO admit I AM biased, and not totally objective, but than I AM human, as well!.”

1382) Published: Journal: Latest Book List November 7, 2010

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Jamal, 4th ‘Ilm, 167 BE
The Beauty and Grandeur of Knowledge
Sunday, 7th November 2010 AD
1382) Latest Book List
incorporating 1191) Magnificent Desolation and 1233) Finished Reading a Book and the previous 1235) Latest Book List 1275) Latest Book List
Books read, finished recently:-
“RFK: A Candid Biography” by C David Heymann, 1998
“Run, Baby, Run” by Nicky Cruz, 1968
“A Manual for Chinese Teaching” by the International Chinese Teaching Committee, 1987
“Why Sex is Fun?: The Evolution of Human Sexuality” by Jared Diamond, 1997
“Story of Mohammad the Prophet” by Bilkiz Alladin, 1979
“The Mars Mystery: A Tale of the End of Two Worlds” by Graham Hancock, Robert Bauval and John Grigsby, 1998
“Magnificent Desolation, The Long Journey Home from the Moon” by Buzz Aldrin and Ken Abraham, 2009
“Individual Rights and Freedoms in the World Order of Baha’u’llah, To the Followers of Baha’u’llah in the United States of America” by the Universal House of Justice, 1989
Books bought recently:-
“Run, Baby, Run” by Nicky Cruz, 1968
“And the Lamb Wins: Why the End of the World is Really Good News” by Simon Ponsonby, 2008
“Systematic Theology” by Wayne Grudem
“Seven Sisters: Great Oil Companies and the World They Shaped” by Anthony Sampson
“Crash of ’79″ by Paul Emil Erdman
“Revelation and Social Reality: Learning to Translate What Is Written into Reality” by Paul Lample, 2009
“Carbon Detox: Your step-by-step guide to getting real about climate change” by George Marshall, 2007
“The Reason for God, Belief in an Age of Scepticism” by Timothy Keller, 2008
“Forces of Our Time, The Dynamics of Light and Darkness” by Hooper C Dunbar, 2009
“Jesus, a biography according to Mark” from the NIV, (New International Version), 2009
“Let the Morning Bring Me Word of Your Unfailing Love, 2010 Devotional Day Planner” by “Mission India”
“The Problem of Pain” by C S Lewis, 1940
“Holy Warriors, A fresh look at the face of the extreme Islam” by Frog and Amy Orr-Ewing, 2002
“Celebration of Discipline, the Path to Spiritual Growth” by Richard Foster, 2008s
“Explore the Meaning of Life, The Alpha Course” by Alpha International, 2008
“Dark Night of the Soul” by St John of the Cross, 1935
“The Ascent of Mount Carmel” by St John of the Cross, 1906
Books I have started or re-started reading recently:-
“John Adams” by David McCullough, 2001
“The Chinese Religion and the Baha’i Faith” by Phyllis Ghim Lian Chew, 1993
“RFK: A Candid Biography” by C David Heymann, 1998
“The Girl with the Dragon Tattoo: Book 1 of the Millennium Trilogy” by Stieg Larsson, 2008
“How to Get Control of Your Time and Your Life” by Alan Lakein, 1984
“Balanced Living for Busy Baha’is” by Catherine Brooker, 2003
“How to Study Effectively: The secret of success” by Carol A Harman and Richard Freeman, 1972
“Forces of Our Time, The Dynamics of Light and Darkness” by Hooper C Dunbar, 2009

1381) Published: Poem: Confused by the Mundane November 4, 2010

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Istijlal, 1st Qudrat, 167 BE
The Majesty and Splendour of Power
Thursday, 4th November 2010 AD
1381) Confused by the Mundane
My soul views the contents of my mind
and finds it full to overflowing
with the material, banal, mundane, phenomenal things of life
and wonders how to transcend all this “stuff”
to get to something deeper, more meaningful, transcendent, heart-felt;
there was a glimpse last night in “psychodrama”
where the invitation to “stamp ones’s feet” in rebellious defiance and irritation
threatened to elicit a tear or two
in fear and puny helplessness
before a wrathful God,
or a feeling of joy and affection
on remembering, “Earl Gray, Pete?”
but these are just subjective emotions
with no significance
in an infinite cosmos;
what meaning is there to be found
in the awesome grandeur of the winter’s night sky
in the northern hemisphere?
what can a mere mortal glean
from the inhuman sufferings of God’s chosen Messengers?
what solace can be found
amidst the millions of the slaughtered innocent
the trenches, Russia, Germany, China, Indonesia, Vietnam, Rwanda, Kosovo, Iraq, etc etc etc?
where is the presence of God
in my empty, meaningless, futile existence?
The Christians claim to know of the love of God
but I do NOT understand,
The Baha’is and Muslims claim to know of the purpose and will of God
and though my mind comprehends
my heart does NOT
and sometimes rebels in frustrated irritation
at being blind amidst light
and people that can see
as plain as day.

1380) Published: Journal: Happy New Year November 3, 2010

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‘Idal, 19th ‘Ilm, 167 BE
The Justice and Loftiness of Knowledge
Wednesday, 3rd November 2010 AD
1380) Happy New Year

It was a small flat with a tiny sitting room, but there were only about six of us, so it wasn’t that crowded, albeit cosy. At one stage or another, it was time to drink, before the food was served. She had positioned herself opposite me, slouched, or at the very least, sitting back, in a sofa. If memory serves, she wore a pink top and trousers, probably blue jeans. The pink top was a polo-neck sweater. Facebook was mentioned. I commented that I thought it was fun. She glowered at me in sullen irritation at my recent uncensored scrawling on the matt white with a hint of peach on the pristine kitchen wall of my FB profile, in an undisciplined, unchecked, incomprehensible multi-colored riot of crayon, a veritable firework display of immature temper-tantrum terrible-twoish childishness. Enough badly behaved tactlessness to annoy the most fun-loving grown-up woman. There she sat, and I tried not to stare. Words fail to describe her presence. A paragon of moral virtue, mature intelligence and good sense, an admirable sense of responsibility, a picture of womanly lovliness, a goddess of feminine divinity, with a small “d”, of course, a manifestation of divine beauty, not a Manifestation. THAT would be a moronic error of blasphemy, heresy and an inappropriate total lack of proportion even for a heart as obsessively insane as mine. Suddenly, it was time to serve drinks, and she was up and into the kitchen, taking orders. “Earl Gray, Pete?” she ventured. “Yes, please”, I replied meekly. She sounded impatient but at the same time, I could almost hear her keen, acute intelligence toying with my imagination. Her mind game of ambiguity and plausible deniability planted ideas of reference in my over-interpreting, creatively paranoid, two-year-old self centred world-view. IF she’d read my crayon scribblings on the wall, she would have seen my quoting Jean-Luc, “Tea, Earl Gray, hot!” I felt she was paying me attention and my heart sang. It was definitely true that I was smitten with her; she knew it; she didn’t like it; and was peeved about it. And all this 3.5 years ago, with a deluge of water under the pooh-sticks bridge in University Parks since, where we’d held each other briefly a year before. All an exercise in futility, unrealised dreams, fantasy, and paranoid idle fancies that she had ever or would ever read anything I’d ever written or would write. “What’s the good of Pooh?” I thought!