Delphi

There are ineffable things that cannot be communicated through reason.

The 14 words (aesthetics)

The day I visited Jez Turner and his London Forum group was the only time in my life that a reader of The West’s Darkest Hour, an artist I think, mentioned the Maxfield Parrish paintings I had added on the sidebar in the old incarnation of this site. No one else has mentioned that to me, presumably because the spiritual side of Aryan beauty, perfectly depicted in those idealised nymphs, can only be seen by a few.

One of the commenters who used to comment on this site, on the other hand, sent me an email in which he said, alluding to those paintings, that he was only turned on by the sight of women naked in erotic art! Unlike him, one of the nuclear engines that moves me to blog is that spiritual call, which far transcends the mere instinct, to the point of wanting to preserve those creatures for centuries to come.

The 4 words (ethics)

The 4 words, eliminate all unnecessary suffering, are also ineffable and complement the psychogenic emergency of he who already tends towards overhumanity. Like the 14 words, one cannot educate a subject in them: either you feel them or you don’t feel them from childhood. But the most serious thing is that the four words wrap up the fourteen words, as we can see in this email I sent to Roger Penrose in January:

I have just read your book The Large, the Small and the Human Mind where you say at the beginning that one can very well adopt the view that the Platonic world contains, besides mathematics, other ideas such as goodness and beauty. I have also been watching your videos and I was greatly impressed by a similar pronouncement of yours: that beauty encompasses mathematics and that goodness in turn may encompass beauty.

Just last year I finished my magnum opus that I started in 1988: a new genre of autobiography in several volumes. What struck me when I watched you on YouTube is that I came to the same conclusions about goodness and beauty but from this new literary genre that we could call ‘total autobiography.’ It seems as if the universe and the inner Self reflect each other, as the ancients Greeks used to say in the temple of Delphi.

‘Goodness’ is what I call the four words which, although it sounds very nice, is ultimately a call for extermination because the Neanderthals are producers en masse of an enormous amount of unnecessary suffering. So in a conflict between the 4 and the 14 words the Overman prioritises the four. Savitri Devi in her books, and the first thing Hitler and his henchmen did when he came to power (banning vivisection), gives a clue to what we mean. But the way I say it in my trilogy is more direct, frank and brutal than what the Nazis did or what Savitri wrote.

In a way that was not expected or regarded as likely, Penrose’s cosmology and total autobiography might be one and the same:

Know thyself and you shall know the universe and the Gods…