Saturday, March 30, 2019

THE FALL OF GREAT POINT LIGHT: March 29th-30th, 1984


GREAT POINT LIGHTHOUSE
Nantucket, Massachusetts
Built in 1785

Location:

Located on the extreme northeastern tip of Nantucket, in the Coskata-Coatue Wildlife Refuge. Public access to the tower and surrounding grounds is allowed from the park's Rangers on many of their tours during the summer months. Latitude: 41° 23' 25" N, Longitude: 70° 02' 54" W

Historic Stories:

Great Point Light (also known as Nantucket Light) was built in 1785, to help mariners navigate the passage between Great Point on Nantucket Island and Monomoy Island at Cape Cod. The lighthouse sits several miles up a thin area of beach. When the lighthouse was first built, there was not a keeper’s house built with it for many years until 1825. This forced the early keepers to either walk or get to the station on horseback, which was a distance of seven miles, or they had to use a boat to arrive at Brant Point to get food and supplies. One Keeper, Jonathan Coffin, petitioned directly to the Secretary of the Treasury, and was allowed additional "hardship pay" for making the 7-mile journey

The original tower was destroyed by fire in 1816, a new stone tower was built in 1818, and in 1857 the lighthouse was furnished with a Fresnel lens and an Assistant Keeper's building.

Between 1863 and 1890 there were 43 wrecks near the lighthouse due many believe, to confusion with the Cross Rip Lightship nearby.

On September 23, 1931, Keeper Chase and Assistant Keeper Walsh at Great Point saved the crew of the fishing schooner Elizabeth Foley when the vessel caught fire two miles from the light.

In March 1984, a severe storm destroyed the 1818 constructed lighthouse. In 1986 with the help of Senator Edward M. Kennedy, enough federal money was set aside for the building of a new Great Point Lighthouse, 300 yards west of the site of the old tower.


 ~ https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=P6jAMwK-4QU ~

Lantern of the Hermit re-post from May 20, 2015

Monday, March 25, 2019

March 25th, 1975... "Henry W. Royster's" Dark Night of the Soul

On this date I was living on the Island of Nantucket above basement where my 2nd sign & artwork shop was the previous summer. I was as sick as a dog, so to speak, after a failed bus trip to Philadelphia where my blood father, Joseph Blackshear Bryan was born. Upon my return to the home where I rented an upstairs room, a divorce summons from first wife in California awaited me at the Post Office, which was delivered via Certified Mail. ~ JDHWB-R

Frodo at the Crack of Mount Doom

At first he could see nothing. In his great need he drew out once more the phial of Galadriel, but it was pale and cold in his trembling hand and threw no light into that stifling dark. He was come to the heart of the realm of Sauron and the forges of his ancient might, greatest in Middle-earth; all other powers were here subdued. Fearfully he took a few uncertain steps in the dark, and then all at once there came a flash of red that leaped upward, and smote the high black roof. Then Sam saw that he was in a long cave or tunnel that bored into the Mountain's smoking cone. But only a short way ahead its floor and the walls on either side were cloven by a great fissure, out of which the red  glare came, now leaping up, now dying down into darkness; and all the while far below there was a rumour and a trouble as of great engines throbbing and labouring.

 The light sprang up again, and there on the brink of the chasm, at the very Crack of Doom, stood Frodo, black against the glare, tense, erect, but still as if he had been turned to stone.

 'Master!' cried Sam.

 Then Frodo stirred and spoke with a clear voice, indeed with a voice clearer and more powerful than Sam had ever heard him use, and it rose above the throb and turmoil of Mount Doom, ringing in the roof and walls.

 'I have come,' he said. 'But I do not choose now to do what I came to do. I will not do this deed. The Ring is mine!' And suddenly, as he set it on his finger, he vanished from Sam's sight. Sam gasped, but he had no chance to cry out, for at that moment many things happened.

 Something struck Sam violently in the back, his legs were knocked from under him and he was flung aside, striking his head against the stony floor, as a dark shape sprang over him. He lay still and for a moment all went black.

 And far away, as Frodo put on the Ring and claimed it for his own, even in Sammath Naur the very heart of his realm, the Power in Barad-dûr was shaken, and the Tower trembled from its foundations to its proud and bitter crown. The Dark Lord was suddenly aware of him, and his Eye piercing all shadows looked across the plain to the door that he had made; and the magnitude of his own folly was revealed to him in a blinding flash, and all the devices of his enemies were at last laid bare. Then his wrath blazed in consuming flame, but his fear rose like a vast black smoke to choke him. For he knew his deadly peril and the thread upon which his doom now hung.

 From all his policies and webs of fear and treachery, from all his stratagems and wars his mind shook free; and throughout his realm a tremor ran, his slaves quailed, and his armies halted, and his captains suddenly steerless, bereft of will, wavered and despaired. For they were forgotten. The whole mind and purpose of the Power that wielded them was now bent with overwhelming force upon the Mountain. At his summons, wheeling with a rending cry, in a last desperate race there flew, faster than the winds, the Nazgûl the Ringwraiths, and with a storm of wings they hurtled southwards to Mount Doom.

 Sam got up. He was dazed, and blood streaming from his head dripped in his eyes. He groped forward, and then he saw a strange and terrible thing. Gollum on the edge of the abyss was fighting like a mad thing with an unseen foe. To and fro he swayed, now so near the brink that almost he tumbled in, now dragging back, falling to the ground, rising, and falling again. And all the while he hissed but spoke no words.

 The fires below awoke in anger, the red light blazed, and all the cavern was filled with a great glare and heat. Suddenly Sam saw Gollum's long hands draw upwards to his mouth; his white fangs gleamed, and then snapped as they bit. Frodo gave a cry, and there he was, fallen upon his knees at the chasm's edge. But Gollum, dancing like a mad thing, held aloft the ring, a finger still thrust within its circle. It shone now as if verily it was wrought of living fire.

 'Precious, precious, precious!' Gollum cried. 'My Precious! O my Precious!' And with that, even as his eyes were lifted up to gloat on his prize, he stepped too far, toppled, wavered for a moment on the brink, and then with a shriek he fell. Out of the depths came his last wail _Precious_, and he was gone.


Saturday, March 23, 2019

Diogenes searches for an Honest Man, with a Lamp in Daylight!

~ Diogenes looking for a man (attributed to JHW Tischbein) ~

Nothing is known about Diogenes' early life except that his father, Hicesias, was a banker. It seems likely that Diogenes was also enrolled into the banking business aiding his father. At some point (the exact date is unknown), Hicesias and Diogenes became involved in a scandal involving the adulteration or debasement of the currency, and Diogenes was exiled from the city and lost his citizenship and all his material possessions. This aspect of the story seems to be corroborated by archaeology: large numbers of defaced coins (smashed with a large chisel stamp) have been discovered at Sinope dating from the middle of the 4th century BC, and other coins of the time bear the name of Hicesias as the official who minted them.[13] During this time there was much counterfeit money circulating in Sinope. The coins were deliberately defaced in order to render them worthless as legal tender. Sinope was being disputed between pro-Persian and pro-Greek factions in the 4th century, and there may have been political rather than financial motives behind the act.

In Athens

According to one story, Diogenes went to the Oracle at Delphi to ask for her advice and was told that he should "deface the currency". Following the debacle in Sinope, Diogenes decided that the oracle meant that he should deface the political currency rather than actual coins. He traveled to Athens and made it his life's goal to challenge established customs and values. He argued that instead of being troubled about the true nature of evil, people merely rely on customary interpretations. This distinction between nature ("physis") and custom ("nomos") is a favorite theme of ancient Greek philosophy, and one that Plato takes up in The Republic, in the legend of the Ring of Gyges.

Diogenes arrived in Athens with a slave named Manes who abandoned him shortly thereafter. With characteristic humor, Diogenes dismissed his ill fortune by saying, "If Manes can live without Diogenes, why not Diogenes without Manes?" Diogenes would mock such a relation of extreme dependency. He found the figure of a master who could do nothing for himself contemptibly helpless. He was attracted by the ascetic teaching of Antisthenes, a student of Socrates. When Diogenes asked Antisthenes to mentor him, Antisthenes ignored him and reportedly "eventually beat him off with his staff". Diogenes responds, "Strike, for you will find no wood hard enough to keep me away from you, so long as I think you've something to say." Diogenes became Antisthenes' pupil, despite the brutality with which he was initially received. Whether the two ever really met is still uncertain, but he surpassed his master in both reputation and the austerity of his life. He considered his avoidance of earthly pleasures a contrast to and commentary on contemporary Athenian behaviors. This attitude was grounded in a disdain for what he regarded as the folly, pretence, vanity, self-deception, and artificiality of human conduct.

The stories told of Diogenes illustrate the logical consistency of his character. He inured himself to the weather by living in a clay wine jar belonging to the temple of Cybele. He destroyed the single wooden bowl he possessed on seeing a peasant boy drink from the hollow of his hands. He then exclaimed: "Fool that I am, to have been carrying superfluous baggage all this time!" It was contrary to Athenian customs to eat within the marketplace, and still he would eat there, for, as he explained when rebuked, it was during the time he was in the marketplace that he felt hungry. He used to stroll about in full daylight with a lamp; when asked what he was doing, he would answer, "I am just looking for an honest man." Diogenes looked for a human being but reputedly found nothing but rascals and scoundrels.

According to Diogenes Laërtius, when Plato gave the tongue-in-cheek definition of man as "featherless bipeds," Diogenes plucked a chicken and brought it into Plato's Academy, saying, "Behold! I've brought you a man," and so the Academy added "with broad flat nails" to the definition.

In Corinth

According to a story which seems to have originated with Menippus of Gadara, Diogenes was captured by pirates while on voyage to Aegina and sold as a slave in Crete to a Corinthian named Xeniades. Being asked his trade, he replied that he knew no trade but that of governing men, and that he wished to be sold to a man who needed a master. In fact, this was a pun. In Ancient Greek this would sound both as "Governing men" and "Teaching values to people". Xeniades liked his spirit and hired Diogenes to tutor his children. As tutor to Xeniades's two sons,[30] it is said that he lived in Corinth for the rest of his life, which he devoted to preaching the doctrines of virtuous self-control. There are many stories about what actually happened to him after his time with Xeniades's two sons. There are stories stating he was set free after he became "a cherished member of the household", while one says he was set free almost immediately, and still another states that "he grew old and died at Xeniades's house in Corinth." He is even said to have lectured to large audiences at the Isthmian Games.

Although most of the stories about his living in a jar are located in Athens, there are some accounts of his living in a jar near the Craneum gymnasium in Corinth:

A report that Philip II of Macedon was marching on the town had thrown all Corinth into a bustle; one was furbishing his arms, another wheeling stones, a third patching the wall, a fourth strengthening a battlement, every one making himself useful somehow or other. Diogenes having nothing to do – of course no one thought of giving him a job – was moved by the sight to gather up his philosopher's cloak and begin rolling his tub energetically up and down the Craneum; an acquaintance asked for the reason, and got the explanation: "I do not want to be thought the only idler in such a busy multitude; I am rolling my tub to be like the rest."

Diogenes and Alexander

It was in Corinth that a meeting between Alexander the Great and Diogenes is supposed to have taken place. These stories may be apocryphal. The accounts of Plutarch and Diogenes Laërtius recount that they exchanged only a few words: while Diogenes was relaxing in the morning sunlight, Alexander, thrilled to meet the famous philosopher, asked if there was any favour he might do for him. Diogenes replied, "Yes, stand out of my sunlight." Alexander then declared, "If I were not Alexander, then I should wish to be Diogenes." "If I were not Diogenes, I would still wish to be Diogenes," Diogenes replied. In another account of the conversation, Alexander found the philosopher looking attentively at a pile of human bones. Diogenes explained, "I am searching for the bones of your father but cannot distinguish them from those of a slave."

Death

There are conflicting accounts of Diogenes' death. His contemporaries alleged he had held his breath until he expired; although other accounts of his death say he had become ill from eating raw octopus; or to have suffered an infected dog bite. When asked how he wished to be buried, he left instructions to be thrown outside the city wall so wild animals could feast on his body. When asked if he minded this, he said, "Not at all, as long as you provide me with a stick to chase the creatures away!" When asked how he could use the stick since he would lack awareness, he replied "If I lack awareness, then why should I care what happens to me when I am dead?" At the end, Diogenes made fun of people's excessive concern with the "proper" treatment of the dead. The Corinthians erected to his memory a pillar on which rested a dog of Parian marble.

Thursday, March 21, 2019

The Vernal Equinox at Sirius Community on March 20th, 2019...

~ The Archetypal Hermit ~

I walked up to the Stone Circle Sanctuary in silence, leading a procession of Community members through entrance gate, after each one received smudging with sage, front and back. I sat upon Merlin's Seat, a tree stump before Monadnock Stone facing the Center Stone where Staff and Lantern are placed. I wore three Keys (Heart, Source, and Light), around my neck as I sat upon this stump in Coat of Many Colors made by Theresa, for very 1st time in ceremony… I AM the Ninth Archetype on this journey through the Tarot. My Lantern is lit and this is my last Equinox celebration heralding the coming of Spring!


~ Joseph as the Archetypal Hermit ~

Friday, March 15, 2019

Journey through the OPPT, OPAL Tour, & North East Interface...

~ December 25th, 2012 ~
The One People's Public Trust paperwork is released to the world through the Internet, quickly spreading like wildfire, announcing foreclosure on all corporations worldwide.

~ October 25th, 2013 ~
The O.P.A.L. (One People Absent Limits) Tour is launched at the Gathering in Tehachapi, California... crosses the southern United States to Lake Norman, North Carolina and then was scheduled to travel up the U.S. Eastern Seaboard into New England, however Heather Ann Tucci-Jarraf diverted the O.P.A.L Tour to Aouchtam, Morocco... so the North East Interface Gathering of August 2014 in Wolfeboro, New Hampshire did not meet the O.P.A.L. Tour!

~ August 16th, 2014 ~
Books table at O.P.A.L. (One People Absent Limits) North East Interface Summer Gathering in Wolfeboro, New Hampshire. This has become an annual event at Strawberry Hill Farm. Robin Coulon (sitting) is the steward...

JOSEPH DAVID HENRY WARE BRYAN-ROYSTER

JOIN OUR SPRING EQUINOX GATHERING MARCH 20TH!


MEET AT THE ORCHARD ROOM/SANCTUARY 
(building with mural next to Community Center)

We will proceed on candle lit path to
STANDING STONES (weather permitting) 
for RITUAL CEREMONY,
FOR WARMTH AND GOOD CHEER.

ROTA/DINNER $10 6:30PM
SAUNA $5 6-10PM

Questions: HenaSusha , henasusha4@gmail.com
or call 413-259-1128 - Sirius Community Center

Thursday, March 14, 2019

Chant of the Weed: ACB buy order for 10 shares via Robinhood!


I AM investing in Aurora Cannabis, a Canadian licensed producer headquartered in Edmonton and traded on the Toronto Stock Exchange as ACB. I purchased ten shares of this penny stock today. I begin my Cannabis Portfolio with this tiny weed  company. ~ JDHWB-R

Monday, March 4, 2019

March 4th, 1789... A Forgotten Huge Day in American History!

On this day: March 4, 1789, following ratification of the United States Constitution in 1788, the new federal government began operating...

Image: Andrew Jackson's 1829 Inauguration as 7th President of the United States

Sunday, March 3, 2019

THE ARCHETYPAL HERMIT NO LONGER LIVES ALONE!


STAIRS GOING UP TO THE LOFT UPSTAIRS IN MY NEW SPACE AT THE SIRIUS COMMUNITY CENTER...

Joseph David Henry Ware Bryan-Royster

9th Archetype ~ The Hermit