Don't get me wrong-- or should I say, "let's be clear": I'm psyched that Obama is President! I called attention to what looked like the Eye of Horus floating near his head because I take it as an auspicious sign. As described in the post below, the Eye of Horus represents a certain otherworldly princeliness--a nobility based on a connection to God. In this case the Eye was formed out of a curl of fancy script on the copy of the Constitution that was blown up across the back wall.
By pointing this out I'm calling attention to how I see Obama as well as how I see. In other words I'm telling you something about my consciousness. By declaring Obama to be AWAKE I'm telling you that I'm awake too.
(Obama by Alex Grey)
I was sweating it out but enjoying myself in front of the crowd at the Towards 2012 reading this past Friday. I was trying to explain how I feel an increased sense of excitement and liberation as the old ways fall apart. Gettin free from money and sickness and free from the Us vs Them past...free to dig things out that have been long buried.
Free to enjoy DJing and other fun stuff without a constant workaholic urge blasting through and making it impossible for me to really let go. (The funny thing is, I get even MORE work done now that I've stopped thinking of it soley in terms of the time spent doing it.)
Someone asked us what each one of us thought was going to happen in 2012. I said I didn't know if it was specific to a date, but I know that a change is underway. I think that this upcoming time is one in which things that were hidden will be revealed. The act of this revelation will tell us more about who we are as human beings.
Once again I used the example of the Alex Grey painting, Gaia, in which the world is represented by a large tree who is split in half. On the one side is peace and prosperity, with waterfalls and animals--the other side is fiery death and destruction, complete with a prophecy of 9/11 and a Dubya like figure in the foreground.
As I was talking it somehow slipped my mind that there was a large painting of Obama by Alex Grey hanging to my left. The painting shows Obama and an Eye--this time a Third Eye depicted as the earth in the middle of his forehead.
I looked up and was surprised to see it there--even though I'd admired it up close before the reading started.
"There you go," I said into the tiny microphone, "There's an Alex Grey painting of our new President." I paused as people turned in their seats to take a look.
At that point one of the women from East West Living asked to say something--I gave her the mic and she announced that not only was this painting of Obama here, but several other large Alex Grey paintings were going to be displayed in the gallery space above the bookstore starting the following week (Feb 10th--The Chapel of Sacred Mirrors at East West).
"There you go," I said again, as I passed the mic on to the next sammicher. I realized that in all likelihood Gaia was probably right above me, either already up or waiting to be mounted. (Later on this seemed to be confirmed when I stood outside the shop, waiting for others, and saw a video of Alex Grey playing on a screen in the storefront window. As I watched it showed a close-up of Gaia--specifically the two planes flying near the Twin Towers, a detail that becomes mind blowing when you realize the work was painted in 1989.)
I keep running into this painting. Or should I say it keeps running into me? It captivated me as a kid when I discovered it on the inside cover of a Beastie Boys cassette. I found it again last year when someone mentioned it in the comments section of an RS post--my need to view it in detail led me to COSM a few days later, where, as luck would have it, I happened to sneak into Alex Grey's studio by posing as a member of a film crew--but that's a story for another time.
When I look at this painting I see Obama's presidency. I see the next few years--I see the present moment as the revelation of a doubling. The face in the mirror is a lie.
I see profound peace and joy alongside horror and despair. The reckoning has begun. It's not about some imaginary afterlife--it's about heaven and hell existing together on earth--right here, right now:
Matthew 13:24-30 (King James Version)
24Another parable put he forth unto them, saying, The kingdom of heaven is likened unto a man which sowed good seed in his field:
25But while men slept, his enemy came and sowed tares among the wheat, and went his way.
26But when the blade was sprung up, and brought forth fruit, then appeared the tares also.
27So the servants of the householder came and said unto him, Sir, didst not thou sow good seed in thy field? from whence then hath it tares?
28He said unto them, An enemy hath done this. The servants said unto him, Wilt thou then that we go and gather them up?
29But he said, Nay; lest while ye gather up the tares, ye root up also the wheat with them.
30Let both grow together until the harvest: and in the time of harvest I will say to the reapers, Gather ye together first the tares, and bind them in bundles to burn them: but gather the wheat into my barn.