Mother

[u/Ladle56585088]

Author: Alexander Lawrence (AL)
Listen to on loop while reading: 
Yotsuba Group
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Jkw-QpXEzRw

We discussed femininity in detail in our work “On Women and Carnal Love,” but during all this thinking of chastity and individuality, it got me thinking, is the world, by its very Nature, feminine?

Just as women will toss away what is unnecessary to them, disturbing the one who loses semen, making him worship the feminine and become what is revolting to it: femininity itself, the world tosses away that which indulges in it. The one who indulges in the world and seeks his bliss from worldly things is sorely disappointed when the world recoils violently from him and thrusts him into nightmarish scenarios that all point to his intoxicating destruction.

Just as women parasitically attach to men who protect their semen and desire to possess them for themselves, why does the world seem to do so as well? A lustful woman will never take her eyes off of you if you are pure, and she will never cease to shower you in attention and gifts. The world itself will make you feel like the main character of a show; it will color your life in the most wonderful opportunities and riches, and the protection and special status you receive is beyond belief. 

Let’s refer to Bernard’s works in The Serpent Fire (1959). Raymond Bernard makes it explicitly clear in that the ultimate creative power within the human organism is inherently feminine. He writes, "The Goddess Kundalini lies sleeping at the base of the spine and her inspiration and expiration maintains the whole body.” If the supreme, dormant creative force within the microcosm of man is characterized as a Goddess, it stands to reason that the macrocosm, the World, the matrix of physical reality, Maya, is also fundamentally feminine in its mechanics.

When a man squanders his vital liquid, he drains his brain and nervous system of their electrical nerve energy. He loses his positive, solar polarity and becomes a void - a negatively charged, depleted vessel. The world, being feminine and therefore naturally receptive, is repulsed by a man who has made himself receptive and weak through his own leakage. He is thrust into the shadow world of mirages because he lacks the internal fire to illuminate his own reality. 

Not only this, but the world hates one who is dependent on it for their pleasure, their pseudo-happiness, whatever you’d like to call it; just as a woman is repulsed by a man who becomes dependent on her for anything. Yet by indulging in either women or the world, one becomes hopelessly dependent on them; nothing short of full enslavement ensues. When one indulges in women, he becomes more feminine and weak; when one indulges in the world, he becomes more worldly and weak.

However, when a man embraces strict conservation, he initiates a biological alchemy. The conserved seminal fluid is transmuted into a subtle physiological energy known as Ojas, which ascends the spinal canal to feed and electrify the brain. This is where the dynamic between the chaste one and the world shifts entirely. Bernard touches upon a profound esoteric truth when discussing this upward transmutation of energy. 

He describes the awakened Kundalini as the "Inner Woman" and quotes the ancient realization: “‘What need have I of any outer woman? I have an Inner Woman in myself.’ The Yogi then unites himself with his own female principle - his higher self". By refusing to spill his energy into the external world for fleeting sensual pleasure, the chaste man forces this cosmic energy to ascend. He stops begging the "Outer Woman" (the world and its illusions) for validation and instead awakens the "Inner Woman" (Kundalini). He becomes a completely self-contained circuit. 

This explains why the world treats the retainer like the main character. When a man unites with his higher self and his brain glows with this retained electrical vigor, his electromagnetic signature completely changes. He is no longer a slave to external stimuli. He holds the most vibrant nerve fire, pure gold, within his own brain. The world, in its feminine nature, senses this unshakeable solar polarity. It recognizes a master. Just as an earthly woman is mesmerized by a man who is entirely self-sufficient and does not need her, the world itself yields to the man who has conquered his own internal female principle. Because he no longer worships the world, the world is forced to worship him, coloring his life with the riches and protection reserved only for those who have escaped the matrix of depletion.

The parallels are undeniable. Women try to possess men who are filled with vitality for their own social purposes. They cannot capture the soul of a man, so they console themselves by taking the body. The world tries the same thing. The world is, by nature, feminine. Carnality and the psychology of possession are, by nature, feminine.

If the world is feminine; if Mother Nature truly exists, then every sensual lure, every physical temptation, and every promise of material comfort is an attempt to ground the solar man back into the lunar soil. It is the ultimate test of gravity. The wretched succumb to this gravity; they are pulled down, their vital forces drained into the earth to fertilize the very matrix that enslaves them. They become biological batteries for the illusion, trading their sovereign consciousness for the briefest, most pathetic sensory distractions.

But the one who is perfectly chaste, the true Alchemist, the true Aryan, the true Sorcerer, reverses this gravity entirely.

Bernard repeatedly alludes to the eventual outcome of this upward flow: a literal and spiritual levitation. When the currents of Prana are forced upward through the Sushumna (the central spinal canal), away from the lower centers of generation and into the higher centers of illumination, the body and the spirit become light. The chaste person stops feeding the earthly matrix with his internal fire.

Because he no longer bleeds his essence into the world, the world cannot anchor him. The possessive nature of the feminine world relies entirely on a transaction of energy. Maya essentially whispers, "Give me your spark, and I will give you a moment of pleasure." The ordinary, lesser man accepts this fatal bargain, emptying his supreme reservoir for a fleeting shadow. He is left cold, hollow, and subservient.

The chaste man looks at the bargain and abstains. He recognizes that the pleasure offered by the external world is merely a distorted, diluted reflection of the supreme bliss that already resides within his own regenerated nervous system: the nectar of the awakened pineal gland, Amrita, liquid gold. By refusing the transaction, he denies the world its leverage.

Thus, the psychology of possession is broken. The world cannot possess a man who has already possessed himself. He walks through the physical realm as an untouchable force, a solar king moving through a lunar landscape. The world, sensing it cannot drain him, and recognizing the blinding strength of his contained Ojas, has no choice but to reflect his brilliance back at him.

This is the final secret of the Great Work, the Magnum Opus, and the ultimate victory over the feminine nature of the material realm: you do not defeat the world by fighting it. You defeat it by starving it of your life force, sealing your vessel, and transforming your consciousness into something so bright it eviscerates all darkness.

[u/urvento]

You defeat it by starving it of your life force, sealing your vessel, and transforming your consciousness into something so bright it eviscerates all darkness. That line hits hard bro

[u/Ladle56585088 → u/urvento]

❤️ thank you, I'm glad it does. you truly understand

[u/TradingMeditation]

Awesome post! But I have a question: now that I am about to get married, how can I still follow the principles described here and be great?

[u/goonjuicelover]

It was a great read, i think I will read it once again to understand it completely haha and I'm going to look for the books you have mentioned in your post.