Let’s Get Unconscious, Baby
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Listening To: Combination Pizza Hut and Taco Bell by Das Racist and Wallpaper
Those of you with blogs of your own know that on your “dashboard”, it keeps a record of what exactly people searched to end up at your blog. Lately, it’s been a curious combination of words and phrases that include:.
Dionysus, Dionysian madness, broken bottle, bottle on head, broken wine bottles.
I’m assuming these “searchers” end up on my post about the earthquake in Chile and scratch their heads wondering why.
Well, FalloutGirl is thrilled that there is a strong interest in Dionysus, 2000+ years after he was born out of Zeus’s thigh. So let’s talk about my favorite diety!
Some Wiki on D-Nitty:
Dionysus is the ancient Greek god of wine (now you know why I heart him), the god who inspires ritual madness, joyful worship, and ecstasy, and a major figure of Greek mythology. (Yes, a god can be that inspiring) He is included as one of the twelve Olympians in some lists. He was also known as Bacchus, the name adopted by the Romans and the frenzy he induces, bakkheia. In addition to winemaking, he is the patron deity of agriculture and the theater (no wonder actors before the 20th century were banned from burial in Christian cemeteries and no wonder why I studied theater). He was also known as the Liberator (Eleutherios), freeing one from one’s normal self, by madness, ecstasy or wine.
This “liberaton” described here is an altered state of consciousness. This is why monks chant. Why Hindu’s meditate. Why the Native Americans smoked peyote. Because regular consciousness doesn’t cut it when it comes to the mystical. Because the divine resonates on a different level.
Okay, I know I’m sounding all new-agey and crap, but “freeing one from one’s normal self” is not only important to being human, it is essential.
Life can be a lot to handle. At times it is fun and meaningful, but often difficult, painful and nonsensical. These altered states can help our brains process in a way that is not psychological. There are experiences we have as humans that defy rational thought. I’m not advocating suspension of disbelief, rather suspension of all that we “believe” to be true. We all know there’s more to life on planet earth than meets the eye.
I’ve often heard cheerful people chirp, “well, everything happens for a reason”, which might be true if sometimes the reason is bad, negative or deadly. I just can’t think of any good reason the Gulf of Mexico is dying under 210,000 gallons of oil per day. Of course, lessons should be learned from any tragedy, especially a preventable tragedy, but they are often forgotten.
Dionysus and his cult respected the great mystery that is life and death and instead of telling others what they should believe, they said drink some wine on a mountain top under a full moon, have some sex, get unconscious baby and draw your own conclusions. Sounds good to me.