Fountains are very important to mankind. They are symbolically loaded, representing some of the fundamental aspects of being alive in this world. The fountain is incredibly beautiful, but without care, it will stop gushing into the air and the pools of clear water will become clogged with leaves and dirt.
“Knowledge is the only fountain both of the love and the principles of human liberty” – Daniel Webster
Hopefully by understanding the metaphor of the fountain, we will be able to gain insight into the esoteric nature of life and death, reveal the octopus(sy cat) as the soul beast, and cleanse the waters so that they might flow freely yet again.
This popular type of fountain creates a number of arches coming out from the center. If you are to take a cross-section of the fountain, it looks very similar to the symbol for McDonald’s. Sure, this could be mere coincidence, but many of our 2 dimensional symbols should be reflected upon, broken apart, and translated into 3 dimensions (or more) in order to fully understand their significance.
As for the constructed fountains of Greece, Rome, Persia, Renaissance Europe, and today – they were not created arbitrarily, without precedence. This was likely man’s attempt to represent or recreate the wonder he saw in the natural world.
Shower of the Gods
In certain places, the natural forces of the world work together to send water shooting up into the sky – this is a geyser (“guy sir”). As water moves upward and outward, it separates into droplets – small spheres that move through space before returning to the pool of water or becoming absorbed into the earth. This can be seen on a larger scale when “it” rains.
Trees also form a fountain of sorts, which is especially evident in trees like the weeping willow. Behind the b-ark, great amounts of water flow. In another sense, a tree can be a fountain of leaves, falling year after year.
From the ashes rise, until you meet the fire of the sun
To burn, your ashes with the earth now merging into one
A tree, from ashes growing, dances with the sun again
Its roots, a bridge of lifetimes, drinking deeply of the icy rain
Love’s tapestry is interwoven, branches dancing in the velvet night,
As the leaves are gently falling, singing stories of the Sun’s sweet Light
Volcanoes can be destructive in their fiery rage, but they end up creating great masses of land as the magma becomes lava and then cools. The human, like the earth, burns on the inside although this fiery nature is mostly hidden from view.
Vulcan (or Hephaestus) is the god of technology and a creator of great armaments and machines. Vulcan’s wife is Venus and when she is away, he bangs away in fury at his forge and causes eruptions.
The Holy Mountain, which is discussed at The Stygian Port, could help connect some of this symbolism: Rubedo is the last post in this series after, Nigredo, Albedo, and Cauda Pavonis. The name “Rubedo” refers to the last phase of the alchemical process when the Stone is finally achieved. Aye, there’s the rub! ;)
“God is the universal substance in existing things. He comprises all things. He is the fountain of all being. In Him exists everything that is.” – Seneca
The phallic phoenix rises, falls, and then rises again.
The Pen-is and the S-word
Now let’s consider the fountain pen(is) – written words, like the ink of the octopus, can be used to blind and distract potential predators as a hasty retreat is made.
The ink of the octopus, or any cephalopod, is composed of highly concentrated melanin. This is the same dark pigment that we humans have, and which is responsible for skin color and the color of dark hair. It is a natural dye that cephalopods manufacture in an ink sac.. When the need arises, octopuses squirt this ink together with a jet of water and are able to guide the direction of the squirt. The result is a cloud of ink, which is used defensively as a visual screen or a distraction to predators. (source)
Octopus ink is red and chemically much different than that used by humans. The white “ink” from a penis co-creates kin of flesh, while black ink can be used to create and quench fires in the minds of mankind. Both inks can be used to create KinGDoms.
Drafting and Crafting
Creating can be incredibly rewarding, as I experienced working as a set designer in theater. With only a few tools (Thules?) – like the scale ruler, comPass, square, and triangle – one can draw up plans for pretty much anything. The job of a designer is similar to that of an architect; pulling ideas, stories, materials, and images together in order to create a place in which people can become charactors and “play their parts. ”
Building and buildings are inherently sexual. Although many buildings are representative of the phallus, they also serve a womb-like function of protecting people from the destructive elements of nature. In The Fountainhead Ayn Rand writes of Roark, the architect who showed the world how individual genius can create things unimagined by collective ineptitude. But whereas he seemed to want to conquer nature, I have different ideas in mind.
..Many seeds in the starlit night
Fell softly from the hidden grove
I gathered all that I could find
To travel with me round the globe
To the cities glaring light
Far away from the hidden wood,
I plant a seed from the shadowed grove
So wood and city may entwine
and dwellings wed with tree and stream
where only concrete stood.
The Heart of Nature
“The fountain of beauty is the heart, and every generous thought illustrates the walls of your chamber” – Francis Quarles
Could it be the Fauntain we are after? It does look like he has “fun” – playing his pipes, loving his women, and lounging in the wood all day. There are stories of Pan as the Pid Piper, luring children off into the woods to rape them, but that could be part of a smear campaign by the other, jealous gods to keep the young away from nature and the spirits that reside there. Apollo (a chicken in Spanish.. cock, a doodle, doo) is said to have beat Pan in a musical duel, with all but Midas agreeing the sunny god to be the victor.
This story could also be relating the struggle between two or more different tribes, cultures, and ways of living with the world. Pan had no desire for the polished cities of the Greeks and Romans, as he preferred to cause a ruckus in the fields and streams. Needless to say, the city dwellers would not take too kindly to the rugged ways (and smell) of Pan. I feel like I am the child of these two different worlds, straddling each – finding some things of value in both.
The Fo of You
“The law of the wise is a fountain of life, to depart from the snares of death” (Proverbs 13:14)
People have been searching for the fountain of youth for ages. We are often led to believe that the explorers of the new world were looking for an actual fountain of water, which could heal and grant eternal life. This could be what the explorers were looking for, but the quest is much like that for the Holy Grail and Philosopher’s Stone, and should not always be taken so literally. Needless to say, some people might have gone down some dark alleys while looking for this mythic fountain.
One of the areas of research into which I have plunged, largely due to the Celtic Rebel, has to do with the theft of energy from youth. Apparently through the anal vampirism of the young (especially boys), the “elite” have been able set themselves up with a pyramid scheme of domination, which provides them with wealth, long life, and luxury. This is not so far-fetched as it first sounds, especially when considering the energetic nature of the human, with the dormant Kundalini energy residing at the base chakra. This method of prolonging death is stealing the (as)sols of the innocent, plugging their fountains an inhibiting free flow.
This is an unnatural and terrible way to extend life . This is not the fountain that I seek, but since we are considering the “underworld” I thought it could be good to find a guide.
The Horny Hunter
Most people will watch a movie like Avatar and probably feel a desire for some kind of connection to nature and a cultural background upon which they can paint their lives. What most people do not understand is that white people have a very rich history with our own “indigenous” cultures. They appear to have been wiped out over the years, “white washed” and lifted by Christianity, but I feel like we are seeing is the “rise” of a spiritual force that has been dormant for many years, waiting for the time to return its kingdom to the earth.
The consort of the Goddess and symbol of male energy in the form of the divine, The Horned God reigns. He is the lord of the woodlands, the hunt and animals. He provides for the tribe through the hunt and is honored or rewarded for his deed by being permitted to copulate with the Goddess through the Great Rite. The Horned God is is the lord of life, death and the underworld. (source)
The Horned One is also represented as Herne the Hunter, Cernunnos (conCERNed?), Osiris, Pan, and Odin.
When looking for the fountain of life, it would be wise to consider that which has provided us with warmth, love, and sustenance over the years. The sun and woman.. the brightest lights in my life.
As we grew in the darkness, our mothers housed us in warm waters and fed us from their energy, which first came from the sun. Once born, we were nourished by mother’s milk and raised with her love. This could be the reason men and women alike seem to be so enamored with breasts.
A rather bizarre study carried out by German researchers suggests that staring at women’s breasts is good for men’s health and increases their life expectancy. (source)
“The world has never yet seen a truly great and virtuous nation because in the degradation of woman the very fountains of life are poisoned at their source.” – Lucretia Mott
Some might find it somewhat hypocritical that I would use a quote about degradation of women right after posting a painting of nude females. Perhaps I am “objectifying” them, but I am not only interested in the physical material of the body, although I do think that such beautiful objects deserve to be represented in their natural glory.
O, Sirens from Sirius
Dagon is a Semitic fish and fertility god, while the Dogon tell of fish people who came from Sirius. Nimrod was apparently a great-grandson of Noah and can often be seen dressed as a fish. Today, some Christians sport the “Jesus fish” while many other people listen to the groovy tunes from the redheaded lead singer of Phish. The Little Mermaid features a redheaded fish-person and tells something of an ancient tale, similar to that of the seal-people or selkie. I don’t know the truth behind these legends, but it could shed some light on phrases like “scales of justice.”
Why are Octopi often made out to be the villain in our stories? Ursula in Little Mermaid, Davy Jones in Pirates of the Caribbean, Cthulhu in the Lovecraft story – all take after that intelligent creature of the sea. It could be that the octopus actually represents our own soul operating the many aspects of our lives.
We are fountains of water. When we are happy or sad, we cry tears of salt. We urinate away most of our toxins – if we are healthy and well-hydrated, the stream is clear. Unfortunately, the streams coming into our bodies is often full of chemicals like fluorine, chlorine, and other dangerous compounds. Once upon a time, our streams, rivers, and oceans were clean and teaming with all kinds of life.
Do not let this inhibit you from leading a joyous, fulfilling life. As for myself, I like to use knowledge to steer my craft toward clear waters and fruitful endeavors.
Some moments of passion are so intense that they are said to be accompanied by fireworks.
If something smells fishy, don’t worry – it’s supposed to be like that ;)
Go get wet!
“You must intensify and render continuous by repeatedly presenting with suggestive ideas and mental pictures of the feast of good things, and the flowing fountain, which awaits the successful achievement or attainment of the desires.” – Claude M. Bristol