november 5, 2008 (0088us) 
definitely a great people!

The Americans have elected, by a landslide,
their first colored president,

and, what's more, a man with considerable intelligence and sensitivity!
We, the French, put on airs and give the world humanity lessons, but are nowhere near making such a passage. 
The American people have shown that they are as capable of making mistakes, like the past eight years mistakes, as capable of overcoming some of their prejudices by electing Barrack Obama.
Only men of quality know how to reconsider their mistakes. This is the very quality of penitence!

Mr Obama is a politician, he unquestionably has got all the failings of any politician, and we Arès Pilgrims are well aware that the world will not ultimately change for the better through politics or black king any more than it will change through religion or white king.
But no man on earth is completely good or completely evil, which explains why the Father never despairs of his Child (Rec of Arès 13/5).
Now, it seems that for the USA as well as the world very dependent on it Mr Obama is on the good side.
So it seems clear that the Father has given Mr Obama's providential election his blessings!

The Arès Pilgrims, whose eldest brother (Rev of Arès 16/1) I am, give you Mr Obama their brotherly greetings,
their greetings filled with great expectations,
and urge you to read The Revelation of Ares.

Mr Obama, I am personally and permanently at your disposal to travel to Washington D.C. or Chicago, your city,  and give you any explanation of that great Word you may be asking for.

Father of the Universe, You are the Only Saint... (Revelation of Arès 12/4).

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october 31st, 2008 (0087us) 
the only real crisis, the crisis of man

A lot of trouble and work takes up my time and seem to dull the attention I've paid to this blog so far.
They actually do no more than get me to slow down the blog, even though the news offer plenty of subjects.
Most of those subjets are not worth the great fuss made about them by newsmen, who are just sensationalists who sound like the fairground barkers in my childhood's days.
The economic crisis, for example. Any sensible person that had observed the world, at all, ever since 1975, has expected an economy based on indebtedness—and, which is worse, chain indebtedness: re-re-loans of re-loans of loans—to turn into hot air trade. It is or it would be necessary sooner or later to restore to every thing its real price, different from the one written in accounts and printed on tags, and to give back the loans (1,200 billions of Euros as far as the French government is concerned). This necessary rationalization is or would be to cost everybody a lot, but the situation is not so hopeless, since 4,000 billions of Euros to save the banks worldwide have been found within the space of a month, while 20 billions of Euros to save the starving humans have barely been found in the space of 10 years.
In any case, it is in no man's interest to see the banks head for disaster, just as it is in no man's interest to see his local baker or garage owner be bankrupt because of poor management. We all need these trades, even when they are at fault, just as they need us to survive. Whenever one of us has bought a washing machine, a car, an apartment, on credit, he or she has been a party to the banking system just as the state has been by borrowing 1,200 billions of Euros. As you can see, the matter is existential and enormous, but the real existential crisis is the crisis of man.

Economywise the worst is still in store, but we won't die from it.
The real economic crisis is to come, unbelievably cruel and aberrant, when the bark eats away its own tree, when the roosters kill the hens to rob from them the poor moss they have left, and when therefore man has to face up to the truth, that the falcon stands for (Rev of Arès xvi/15). Not only does the Maker's Word forecasts it, but it is patently obvious.
Let's be serene and strong in spirituall life then, just as Jesus prepared us to be 2,000 years ago: A man's life (or ha, Rev of Arès xxxix/5-11) is not made secure by what he owns (Luke 12/15).

But man can die from the spiritual crisis.
Before Jesus appeared and spoke to me, in 1974, I had believed that man was irreparably wicked or evil, doomed to eternal damnation, and could not be saved but by the holy mercy, that religion claims to be authorized to secure for him in return for his faithfulness to the creeds, the religious laws and (within some denominations) the sacraments.
Ever since 1974 The Revelation of Arès has every day shouted me from this error and to the direct opposite, and I have talked people out of this error and into the direct opposite, that is, I have taught that any human, whether a believer or an unbeliever, can be saved but only by himself or herself and merely and in any event by applying love, forgiveness, peace, spiritual freedom and intelligence, which The Revelation of Arès encompasses in one active word: penitence. Penitence that is no sadness or austerity or severity, but that is joy and festive mood (Rev of Arès 30/11). Unfortunately, manhood is not moving towards it. Hence the necessity of our mission.
This is what I have taught ever since 1974, and as no teaching may be really done in love if the teacher fails to learn from the experiences and thoughts of its audience, a permanent exchange has to be effected between them. Which is why this blog is useful.

The snag in a blog or its poorness are the very snag in the whole Internet (or in any publication), that is, it is just made of words and pictures.
Due to this, the Internet has not taken on the importance and efficiency usually and wrongly ascribed to it, because History—evolution, therefore— is not made of words and pictures, but it is made of facts and actions.
That's where we can find both a certainty and a lesson.
The certainty is that there's no cause for us, Arès Pilgrims—including the eldest (Rev of Arès 16/1), the most slandered one—, to remain excessively worried because we are blackened by denigration and fibs on the Internet or in publications. This is just the usual scribbling, mostly anonymous, of racism, prejudice, counter-propaganda, pettiness, sometimes hatred, in short, of pathetic people who avenge themselves for their stitched tongues (Rev of Arès xii/3) by mimicking the media kass (tinny piano) (xviii/6). Those people talk a lot of fuss — the noise — never borne out by facts. History will acknowledge that we are honest poeple, whose only mistake is, just as the minstrel used to sing, that they displease "ordinary people" who "hate anybody that takes a path different from theirs" ("La Mauvaise Réputation", in English "Bad Reputation", Georges Brassens).
The lesson that we, Arès Pilgrims, are given is that we absolutely have to emerge from the words, from which the disparagers cannot emerge, at all, and we have to develop action, which is the best way to deny their disparagement and slander.
This is why I am sorry that I can't escape from my solitude, I am bound to remain remote from my brothers. I regret the loneliness which keeps me from seeking and performing actions shoulder to shoulder with all of them. At least, I can through this blog encourage my brothers to switch from words to actions, because words, leaflets, posters, well-dressed windows, present the public with ideas, but never save anybody. Actions like penitence and the harvest of penitents  started off twenty-five years ago, which is great, but we have to develop practical incentive actions.

There are good reasons, like those shown by The Revelation of Arès, for men to be pessimistic about the future, but there are also limits to pessimism.
The world, mostly rationalistic, which due to the fact it is rationalistic is expected to be "realistic", I am stunned to see it become more pessimistic than we are. Just look at the environmentalists! Why can't they see that back in the days when dinosaurs reigned supreme over the planet there was every reason to be environmentalist and pessimistic about the future? However, the planet Earth, the home of man, the Creator's privileged creature, is still in existence et will remain so in spite of its new dinosaurs: carbon dioxide, insecticides and global warming. When faith and hope are lacking, reason is dwindling. The Revelation of Arès doesn't worry about the fast disappearing elephants and gorillas and the lack of environment-friendly potatoes, but it worries about the fast disappearing kindness and love. Love is needed to be salvaged!

We have to innovate in action.
We have to inspire man with actions he may feel like trying to take or copying from our own actions, actions likely to persuade him gradually that happiness and the future are produced from good, but not from evil. We have to demonstrate to man that faith and hope give strength and clearmindedness, and that love, forgiveness, peace, spiritual freedom and intelligence are the constituents of virtue, the only lucid process of making a success of life...and of changing the world (Rév of Arès 28/7).
The Revelation of Arès does not meet with approval from humanity, as long as it is circulated only in words. This is because, as scientist Jean Rostand said, "truth necessarily sounds like revenge."  The harsh words of truth put off a lot of people, except a few exceptional people, the rare ones capable of seeing truth beyond words. Now, the small remnant that the Father has sent us to bring together (Rev of Arès 24/1) is not made up of exceptional people; it is made up of poor chaps, dead losses and jerks like me and you. It is when the word "revenge", once used by Rostand, loses its meaning of reprisals—endless revenge (27/9—and has the meaning of denial demonstrated and proved, in short, of action and fact that lead to good and happiness, that our message gets through to the world.
It will be easier and easier to be understood by the world, because there exist less and less opposed human blocs. Society is becoming a patchwork. Races, educations, trades, etc. are being more and more mixed up in the world, which is great evolution, because prejudices and privileges are gradually vanishing at the same time. No one will ever be able to stop the mixing. Which gives us great expectations.

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september 24, 2008 (0086US) 
love of the neighbor

The verb love is used sixteen times, but the noun love only twice in The Revelation of Arès. At first sight, such a scarcity is strange in a Message that came from the universe depths and that from end to end quivers with love of man. But the scarcity actually is intended to lay stress on  the very strong meaning that love has in The Revelation of Arès:

The verse 7/5 recommends that mankind should never be reminded of the Will that saves and the annihilation (self-extinction) of the rebellious souls in threatening tones, but always in a loving tone, that is, always in terms of prospects of the revival of perpetual happiness, because
the Will that saves just refers to what was originally willed by the Creator, that is, a mankind made happy and invulnerable through spiritual Life,
the annihilation of the rebellious souls has not a tragic meaning; it just means that, according to evolution and for millennia by now, a mankind that has for millennia freely opted for "might is right" (Rev of Arès, Adam, 2/1-5) against spiritual Life (24/5) and kind-hartened intelligence (32/5) has given birth to offspring devoid of a soul, so that each adult individual on earth has to re-create for himself his or her soul (Rév of Arès ch.17 & 18) by working up and practicing goodness.

The verse 25/7 emphasizes that love is wisdom, which the world needs to gain happiness, but which is by no means princes' wisdom, that is, guile (Rev of Arès 4/3) to pretend to love the opponents and unpleasant people so as to make them easier to catch or eliminate.

Love of the neighbor is not selective

and so is not instinct love or tenderness love or attraction love as is parental love, romantic love or friendship.
It is wisdom love, a love of paramount civilizing prospect.

It is wise to love any human, whether close or distant, whether friendly or belligerent, because wisdom consists in changing the world for the better (Rev of Arès 28/7), seeking for equity (Rev of Arès 28/10), consolation and peace (28/15) in every domain. To achieve these ends love and spiritual intelligence have to offset intellectual intelligence, the worst forms of which  have made mankind go into decline — contrary to the rationalists' assertions — like apriorism, legalism, scientism and even ethics, because the Maker's Word is not made of ethics, but of Love. Such is the meaning The Revelation of Arès gives the expression the too much loving Father (12/7).
The Father just like man never naturally goes for malevolent creatures naturally. Nonetheless, the Father wants to see

the jewel of his Creation, Eden, come back to life and so has to prompt man to change his life (Rev of Arès 30/11). In all fairness, he cannot withdraw the right to enter into penitence (Rev of Arès 8/6, 31/2, 33/13) from anybody on earth. It's a matter of absolutenesss. Just like man's absolute freedom (Rev of Arès 10/10) the Father's absolute Love cannot but be absolutely willed.

"The Pilgrim to Arès 1993-1996" dealt with love at length (p.460). This blog 0086 only lays stress on the existential (or existentialist) side of love, which necessarily results from a free resolute purpose of getting out of egocentricity now an inevitability from birth. Except in some gifted humans, notably some women (see below), love of the neighbor has to be chosen, deliberate, and then gradually improved without losing its way in passion, which is just suitable for romantic love, because passion usually borders on disorder which romantic love alone can get up to without serious accidents. Love of the neighbor is performed with moderation (Rév of Arès 7/6, 25/9, etc.) and the moderation has been set: You shall love your neighbor as yourself (Leviticus 19/18).
Just as penitence — striving and struggle to be good — begins with a decision, and then develops by the practice of goodness, but takes much time to becoming natural, the love for the repugnant or dangerous man — the one whose lips let pus or the worm come out or conceal the hook (Rev of Arès xxii/8) — has to be built up and experienced from scratch.

A believer, when not merely sheeplike, needs the right concept of truth, but has to gain it with time, because truth is not just the wording of the listing of principles, but results from real life, personal experience. All the more certainly in the field of love.
A number of women — but not all of women, far from it — gather and develop truth, love of the neighbor therefore, in a relatively short time, because they are maternal, which all of men ought to be likewise, but they have forgotten about it (Rev of Arès 2/3).

Consequently, women's spiritual intelligence is a less weak candle than men's (Rev of Arès 32/5). Most of men have to be far more existential than women. Deep down they have to pick up the voice of wisdom, which says that mankind will never gain happiness without continual problems, or wars, or disease, or death, as long as it keeps on separating its unpleasant, negative elements from its pleasant, positive ones, who all together make up the absolute — the Great Whole — that Eden was once made and will be made some day anew of.
Love of the neighbor cares little about the specification and qualifications of the loved one, since the loved one is everybody. Any individual is as good as any other individual in the absolute, but it comes as no surprise that a lot of men will have to make headway for long before getting at that stage of conception of the world, which verges on the stage of conception of the early Creation.

The masses, numberless, brainwhashed by the political hype, which the media keep on relaying, believe that it is possible to live without love of the neighbor, only in the peace of the law, of the social contract, of the "democratic" debates and of economic realism. The masses can't see that, just as eating can't go without drinking, living can't go without spiritually living. Otherwise, it is daydreaming, imagining that codes, police and civil services will be enough to make the world happy. Dreams of loveless society are even dangerous dreams. Which is proved by the fact that the world permanently lives under threat of war. Tragic evidences of this occurred in the 20th century when two dreadful wars broke out, during which it was incredibly easy to put uniforms on millions and send them to kill and even... hate each other. Which is going on outside of Europe.
Every day the political hype strives to maintain us in the belief that we cannot live without agreeing with laws, taxes and other contraints more and more pressing, because the powers fear that we could one of these days realize that we do not need laws, taxes and other constraints, if love of the neighbor spreads, and that politics and religion are to disappear then.
Life can do much more than strive to last and be organized. With the help of love it can re-create itself, blossom, fulfill its potential, develop ceaselessly, privately as well as socially. If you want to grow into something far greater than whatever you are forced to be, just put your trust in love! Choose that path and, even though it is at first unrewarding, uncomfortably gritty and rocky (Rev of Arès 25/5), follow it persistently.

As a result of your love for the neighbor, a different planet will appear.

I tell you that christianity will not be an endless failure.

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september 8, 2008 (0085US)  

grim politics and poor Giordano Bruno

I drive into a narrow shortcut, a usually dormant alley. I am enjoined to pull over by a police motorcyclist with an elegant garrison cap and glassy black high boots on, his mount (a magnificient thoroughbred BMW) on kickstand close-at-hand. Along the street well-shammied limos are parked and men in black uniform or in undertaker-gray three-piece suits are hanging around.
The motorcyclist leans to me, "Are you a guest, Sir?" There may be some ceremony of inauguration around.
I laugh, "The wind of the Republic or politics never sends me any invitation, but the invitation to pay taxes."
A bald man in plain clothes perfectly brushed and pressed comes near to us, "What did you tell about the Republic or politics?"
I smile wide, "The obviousness of the wind is in the swaying of the tree, the choppiness of the sea..." I make a sweeping but by no means irreverent gesture toward the bunch of authorities in the street. "But we have to pay for the wind. That's all I said." He suddenly irritated says, "Get out of the car! Show me your documents!"
I say, "Well, I'm going to my barber's. I may have forgetten to take my papers." I rummage around. "You're lucky! I've got my driving licence." I hold out a transparent card-wallet to him. He says, "Slip the document out of the card-wallet!" I comply. He grabs the age-old red card softened and dog-eared. The old Photomaton picture on the licence and the old bearded gentleman in front of him do not really look like each other. Which makes him wince with disbelief. Handling the document the way a laboratorian handlles a dog dung he tries to decipher my name. "Your name is..?"
I say, "Michel Potay."
This reminds him of something. For seconds he searches his memory. He asks, "Have we already met?"
I say, "I'd rather say yes, but unfortunately I don't think we've ever met."
He resumes deciphering my driving licence, "You've been born in 1929?"
I say, "Correct. Will you have me put on police files, even though I've not been 13 years old for ages (I allude to Edvige, a new French police file system)? Civil Service index cards and  tax forms are just about all the wind shows to me as evidence of its existence."
He says: "To you the Republic is nothing but wind? You should keep quiet, Sir!"
I say: "Is the biting breath of air you are breathing on me now, unawares, what you call Republic or politics..? I can't reply but that it's just a breath of the wind. Giordano Bruno said: 'Let's regard obviousness as the sole judge of the truth, but whenever the obvious is missing, let's keep consciously doubtful!' We are sorry that Giordano Bruno was reduced to ashes, he was an obvious proof of man's sublimity, a proof that the soul can successfully escape the religious and political darkness. But what blew on his stake? Nothing but the wind."
He says, "Who? Jordo...what?"
I say, "Giordano Bruno, 16th century. The security forces in those days, who tormented that good fellow, thought staunchly that tey ensured the people's security, but just as the Heavenly Father doubts, I doubt whether the authorities have secured anything but their own security, ever. Please don't consider my words as scornful!" He is seething. I willing to defuse the situation say, "With whom do I have the honor of talking?"
He looks away, hands me my old faded red card, "You should have a new driving licence made." He claps his hands, "Move along!" says he imbued with supreme condescension like a confessor that absolves a big sinner (with regret).
I pull away peering anxiously in my rear-view mirror at those priests of the prince of political religion, whom The Revelation of Arès does not distinguish from the priests of the prince of religious religion.
Politics and our security? Politics, the cause of the enormous slaughters of World War 1 and World War 2, which adds Iraq, Afghanistan and Georgia to its slaughterhouse list? Politics powerless against the sharp increase in prices and the economic crisis? Politics, which puts citizens on police files, notably in France the citizens "likely to be a breach of the peace" (no one knows what this means exactly) from the age of 13?
Admittedly, men are violent, but only politics could supply their violence with the colossal means of warfare, conquest, massive destruction and repressive measures that we deplore. Admittedly, men are prone to lie, steal and quarrel, but could never give all of those sins committed individually the fantastic dimension that politics alone can give them institutionally.
The Revelation of Arès denounces the black king as well as the white king, because they entitle themselves to commit the worst sins, on a charge of which they in other respects convict any individual that sin alike. In addition to its great care in maintaining men in their flaws and weaknesses and so keep them easy to handle—hence its incapacity to make men happy—politics has inherited from religion its way of regarding power as sacred, of incarnating the all mighty, of excommunicating or inquisitioning detractors. The Revelation of Arès says that politics sometimes happens to do good, but that nonpoliticized men could do good likewise and even do much better. We can't help but doubt the validity of politics.
As for the victims of politics and its mother religion, a thousand pages in this blog might not be enough to list them, but why not say a few words about Giordano Bruno, since I mentioned him—by sheer contingency—to the police officier (maybe a superintendent)? Although I do not share all of Bruno's concepts, I totally share his crime, namely looking for the truth and telling it.
Giordano Bruno was a priest and doctor of divinity in 1578 in Napoli. Then he had the courage to think. He came to tell and write that much of what he had been supposed to believe and teach was untrue, was just dogmatism, the antique throne, the old  "sacred" trick, that every earthly power had from time immemorial sat on (Rev of Arès 22/5-6). Did he understand that the real seat of men's happiness had always been something else, love, the free Good? Yes, he did, but he was less gifted for spirituality—his spirituality was heavily influenced by Platonistic "emenatism"—than for logic. So he had a logical intuition of the infinitesimal and the infinite great, both materialized in numberless elements and constituent of all that exists, man included. This led him to understood the infinitude of the universe. Those concepts were conflicting with all that the church used to teach then. Giordano Bruno had to flee from the Catholic Inquisition. In Geneva he thought he could join real free believers, but found himself face to face with the Protestant Inquisition. He then fled to Paris, Toulouse, Londres. He was a teacher in each of those cities, and then he probably homesick returned to Italy, where he died an atrocious death on the Inquisition stake, in Rome, 1600. When, right before the heap of firewood was kindled, a monk raised a cross in front of his face, so that he could kiss it, he looked away in anger, as he had long realized that that cross was nothing but the commander baton of the princes (Rev of Arès 3/6).
Augusto Guzo, who expertly looked over Giordano Bruno's life and work, said, "[People can at great length discuss Giordano Bruno's concepts, but] they can't by no means discuss the strength of the intellectual enthusiasm with which he used to celebrate the infinite variety of universal nature as God's creation."
Ever since Giordano Bruno's stake politics has triumphed over obscurantism, it seems, as it nowadays lets beliefs and thoughts be freely expressed. This is untrue in fact. Obscurantism has only been reframed. Politics still consists in taking power, keeping it, and, so doing, preventing any contradiction expected or unexpected to grow active. In politics the fundamentals have not changed, only experience has. Politics has learnt that it's no use keeping men from thinking for the sake of thinking, because any thought for the sake of thought—usually called intellectual activity—is just a bonfire in the desert. Seen from a distance it is even pretty, so that politics leaves bonfires to multiply in the desert, which makes a spectacle of the effusions of the State's holy generosity. Only, if one of the bonfires crawls out from the desert edge—this rarely happens, but this happens— blown off by the Creator's Breath, and lights, and heats, and generates steam that activates the human engine, obscurantism reemerges immediately. Obscurantism reappears as soon as an "incorrect" throught performs positively or achieves (Rev of Arès 35/6).
In the days of Giordani Bruno obscurantism originated in theology. The questioning of dogmas was considered as working thought and the thinker was branded as criminal and put to death. Which the sheeplike masses considered as quite natural. From those days to now the "sacred" value of theology has changed into the "sacred" value of public opinion, which is operated like an instrument of torture or of execution. There is no longer any need to kill the man. To make the public have doubts about his integrity is enough. Which the masses, made much more sheeplike by means of the media than it used to be in the 16th century, consider as quite natural.
I think that the police, who serve the Republic, are aware of this point. But what can we do, that's the need to make a living. To be a policeman or a baker...I don't think that those men have made a choice. It was painful, at the bend in a small street, to experience the considerable gap between us and those men, our brothers, because the hard way of life that the system has made for us forces them to ignore the obvious. The obvious that Giordano Bruno used to point to. All the more reason to step up our mission, circulate our great expectations better and better.

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augusT 6, 2008 (0084us) 

hey youth, get the world to feel and look young! (a meditation)

Hey youth, get the world to look and feel young! Get it to grow spiritual! Get it to give up its bourgeois spirit!
You don't give youth in years, but you give it in capability of loving, forgiving, making peace, being spiritually free and intelligent, the opposite of which, sociomaterialistic dependency, brings about the bourgeois spirit.
Every day, the world grows more bourgeois, grows older, decreases in spirituality, if there's any notable spirituality left.
Every day, The Revelation of Arès proves more emblematic of relief from the bourgeois spirit.

The bourgeois spirit is not the resul of a social plot; it is not a materialistic philosophy or a vice, either. It is a web of specific fears: fear of shortage, fear of misjudement, fear of rejection from the social mold, etc. Besides, taking the most of these fears of yours, politics, mass-media and religion can dominate you. Most of us, whether wealthy or destitute, have got the bourgeois spirit.
Which explains why the liberating Call, "Change!" came over from the unfathomable ends of the eternally young Creation, where there is no time or fear.
There is at least a rung of the insurgence (Le Pèlerin d'Arès 1989, p.236) ladder that any real believer had to reach, and that is his or her self-fulfilled relief from the bourgeois spirit. A kind of metamorphosis turned inside out, the return to the faith of the spiritual conqueror, who takes on his or her past youth again as well as gets inspired by the youths around.

No one has been born a bourgeois, ever. Poet Shelley mentioned the mother that seized her newborn, held it aloft and cried out, "Babe, speak! reveal your immortal truth!"  Doesn't the Creator remind man that he should forever believe in his native truth? He does. — Make yourself as young as this little child... (Matthew 18/4-5, 19/14), Do not store up securities on earth... but store up for yourselves security in Heaven... Don't worry about your life... Look at the birds in the sky... (Matthew 6/19-26) —. We are born true and would forever keep true, if not only sin or evil, but also their environment among which the bouregois spirit belongs were not continually smothering our wits or intelligence (Rev. of Arès 32/5). So everyone of us, getting soon old, turning soon into aweak candle, has to create for himself or herself a soul (Rev. of Arès 17/4) to survive.

Getting rid of the bourgeois spirit is not synonymous with giving up worldly life, pleasures and properties. This kind of abnegation is meaningless — The clergy that take vows of celibacy and poverty have not changed the world for the better (Rev. of Arès 38/7-8).
Getting rid of the bourgeois spirit means getting rid of one's fear of shortage and of misjudment, rekindling within oneself the permanent festive spirit of youth (Rev. of Arès 30/11), being bold enough to fly off, hover over the citadel of the world (Rev of Arès 13/7-8), so as to get people to look up to the prophetic hawks (Rev. of Arès xLv/14-26).
Why can't a man with a bourgeois spirit be believed by other men with a bourgeois spirit but with big difficulties?
By calling on men to penitence he only incite them to be good, to forgive, to be peacemakers, and be spiritually free and intelligent. These values sound attractive, as they sound just ethical and non-materialistic, not leading to any social compromise, and filled with beauty (Rév d'Arès 12/3)... But there is a very faint tremor in the voice, and that's what the public perceive! The public don't detect one who has got rid of the bourgeois spirit in one's words or leaflets. They detect it in that whole made up of one's flesh, mind and soul (17/7), in short in the living good man, that is an uttermost living good man when young.
Let's regain youth!
Youth! Take the controls! Take them, because you will never be able to throw them out below the horizon together with the Beast (Rev. of Arès 22/14), if you can't take them first. A revolution? No. An insugence? Yes (Le Pèlerin d'Arès 1989, p.236).

The bourgeois spirit used to cocoon itself in the threads of religion and politics, religion's sister,. Today it cocoons itself in the threads of industrie and banking. That cocoon is already wrapping the Asians, who think that it will forever keep them warm and safe. The fears that spin the bourgeois spirit thread are spreading out. Notably, the fear of losing the energy and the
myriad little treats, the low prices of which have so far depended on the destitution of producers who, through imitation effect, are now gaining the bourgeois spirit. But, what's more, the fear that "Order" may disappear together with the good cash return from savings, the health and pensions organizations, which are regarded as "benefits" due to the social struggle or civilization — the Egyptians, Greeks and Romans of old has their own, which vanished ages ago —, but which are no more than godsends threatened with extinction by the instability of materialism, rough, unstable and volcanic by nature, never controlled by any earthly power, which History points up.

After the religious and political rivalries here are the rivalries that the industrial and banking world organizes nowadays, but what's at stake is still as uncertain. There never come out the right car, the right airplane, the right machine, the right policy, the right law, the right exchange rate, the right stock exchange quotation, so something new is forever required, which is always expected to be better, but which is still more costly and does not come up to anybody's expectations.
When  the race for impossible perfection.
As the impossible never turns into reality, it is the impossible that rules the world. There is no future, therefore, the horses of "progress" are galloping toward nothing, nothing, nothing. Only spiritual life can refine, strengthen, stabilize life, but we can't see but a few ripples, very scant or even unnoticed, of spiritual life, like those brought about by The Revelation of Arès.

Admittedly, in the midst of this world driven by the bourgeois spirit we can see some religious people praying and preaching, some humanists philosophizing, some environmentalists picketting, but they have met with defeat already, because it takes more than ideals to win, it takes some material strength to win against bourgeois materialism, the realism of which has overwhelmed everything — Do not the workers, the grassroots and furthermore the povertystricken third world dream of getting bourgeois privileges, real concrete ones? They do.
In practical terms, the sole way of conquering the bourgeois spirit, says The Revelation of Arès consists in getting every one of men to change his life objectively, really, in the facts of his life, so that he may discover in love, forgiveness, peace and spiritual freedom and intelligence higher causes of joy, festive spirit (Rev of Arès 30/11), happiness (37/9, xxvi/12) and even materialistic interest (26/8-9). Actual personal change of the penitents (=simply those who change for the better) will induce the change of the world (Rev of Arès 30/11, 28/7), which technologies, rhetorics, laws, treaties, agreements, have never managed to bring off.

The Creator's eternal Word alone, counterculture par excellence, picked up again by The Revelation of Arès, can, if achieved (35/6, 36/8), conquer the bourgeois spirit — our bourgeois spirit —, that may be the most pernicious form of evil
disguised as Good and Reason before it reemerges in a different form, the sin of sins (Rev. of Arès 38/2). Like a wedge into a rotting tree stump we have to penetrate the recent though already too old industrial culture, which, even if repeatedly disenchanted as former civilizations had been, will stay long deeply caught in the ground, because nothing convincing has ever come to dig it out.
Even if the next president of the USA is Barrack Obama, everybody on earth knows that he, his personal qualities notwithstanding, will be just one more politican and bourgeois, that is, one hope less for the world. Provisionally this is good, but idealistically this is just hovering and getting nowhere. We cannot expect any global justice, equality, wealth and health on earth, as long as a minority will be thriving on a majority sacrificed. No workable global ideal can be drawn on politics, which always results from partisanship. A global ideal can only be accomplished by the man of good,  whether a believer or a non-believer, all races taken together, all frontiers erased, all prejudices forgotten. These are the yardsticks for measuring the depth of the utopia that The Revelation of Arès expresses, which can only be originated from a Father whose limitless Universe (Rev. of Arès 12/4) is an utopia, which science still considered as impossible until lately, something with no size or end and yet definitely real. Telescopes prove that reality. Our souls are the infallible telescopes to see the infinite life (Rev. of Arès 17/3, 32/3).

In youth blossoms out the strongest hope! That hope — the hope that each man as well as the world of men are able to change —, the Father in person kindled it within me like a Fire in 1974 and 1977. It is the Fire that pilgrims come and take (Rev. of Arès xLi/7) every summer in Arès, and that all of good men on earth, every day, kindle in their hearts by pursuing Good.
Youth! The man that is addressing you is an old timer, to whom the Creator, out of kindness, has day by day given youth. One is not young by sacrificing what one has. One is young when one does not live in fear — typical bourgeois fear — of giving up what one has, which mostly is no more than one's reputation, rather than giving up what makes up mankind's glory (Rev. of Arès 34/2).
Youth! Call on the world to enter into penitence!
Hard? It is, indeed. And it is even awfully hard! But the world was not created for bourgeois people who have long failed to expect anything from an ideal, if only they have expected anything from themselves, ever. Within each bourgeois a counterbourgeois is sleeping. Wake him or her up!
Youth! Take to the streets and stand on the public squares to call on the world! Show your faces! Sing, declaim poems, write! In every way call on people to regain youth, become young together with you, make love, forgiveness, peace, spiritual freedom and intelligence reappear and develop!

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juLY 1ST, 2008 (0083us) 

it'll soon be the middle-age 

The 2008 Arès Pilgrimage began, just as it has done every year, on June 21st. Every day we sister Christiane and I drive from Bordeaux to Arès (an about 65 Miles round trip). We are pretty less in funds than the emirs of Arabia, so this daily ride costs us a lot, and as on Wall Street rumors begin circulating that the oil barrel will soon cost $200, we figure that some day we will not go to Arès every day, but every other day or every third day.
And then oil will grow scarce and we will pay a small fortune for fuel or gas, so "we will go to Arès by wheelbarrow, either Christiane or Michel sitting in the wheelbarrow and the other taking turns at pushing it, because either of us will be too old to walk the complete journey," say we in roaring with laughter like two good oldies stark raving mad. We add, "On the sole condition that there will be a few marks left on our wheelbarrower's licences, because politicians, who nevermore stop at anything completely absurd—just as their 35-hour week law was intended to give jobs by means of restricting jobs, their "marks driving licence" is intended to make the French model drivers by making them forbidden to drive—politicians, as I was saying, are milking the most reasonable travelers by the bucketful of warm full fat fine+punishment! Lately, 95 instead of 90 Km/h... Wham! One mark less on the driving licence. 53 instead of 50 Km/h... Wham! One mark less again. However, not only do you have to watch the speedometer, but also the road (as to me, I drive watching the road in front of me, don't you do so?), I challenge any of you all to detect just by ear the difference of engine revs between 95 and 90 Km/h or 54 and 50 Km/h. Any reasonable driver is diddled out of some marks and money by each radar he or she passes. We are living through days when politicians and oil traders are growing more stupid and malicious than good oldies are becoming stark raving mad. I do not judge (Rev of Arès 35/9), I only see for myself, and that's it.
Accordingly, I legitimarely wonder what the future has in store for us.
Few people are aware that China holds more than a quarter of the world's exchange funds Rulers that give their employees $45/month wages are necessarily all wealthy. Every day, while we Westerners try hard to buy oil a bit more cheaply, China's man in New York raises the bidding, because China wants to make its industrie the first in the world and stops at nothing to provide it with all of the necessary energy. So the price of oil rises a bit more every day, it never goes down. That energy race is going to drive billions of basic humans back to a new middle age.
I can remember when, not that long ago—in the 80s—Jacques Ellul wrote "Bluffing Technology". I then had someone give him a copy of The Revelation of Arès. My messenger told me, but I'm unsure if it was true, that Ellul had harshly made fun of this holy book. Well, we can see today that technologists are not bluffers, at all. They are devouring all the energy from earth, aren't they? Not very distant may be the time, when the iron beak (technics at the peak of its hazardousness) will wipe away even the sea like sweat (Rev of Arès xii/8). The sea, which has already been impoverished by overfishing, and which has already been polluted, and the tide power of which is going to be caught worldwide, and the fresh water and hydrogen of which are going to be extracted. It is from the sea that the energy man will no longer be able to draw from oil will be drawn, one way or another.
Let's note that the sea will not be the only source of exploitation. The air will be so, as well. Rumors are circulating that coal mines will soon be reopened. How about wheelbarrow factories?

I wonder if the slave quarters will be also reopened, if man does not enter into penitence.

Picture: a stronghold of the middle age of the future.

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may 20, 2008 (0082) 
lévi-strauss

Last week, in my doctor's waiting room, I was leafing through a magazine. Who might expect a undistinguished periodical, even one soiled and dog-eared as an old book, to mention philosopher ethnologist Claude Lévi-Strauss? Even then it didn't do so without printing nonsense. It read, "In May, 2008, Lévi-Strauss will be the first writer alive published by La Pléiade"? I groused inwardly, "Untrue! Those newsmen always talk rubbish. La Pléiade published Julien Gracq years before he died. My children presented me with that edition then..." but my thought soared soon. I looked up at the ceiling. It's incredible how many memories you recover from a ceiling! My old impressions of "Tristes Tropiques" ("Dismal Tropics"), a book I had devoured around 1958 at Lyon, rushed up toward me along the plaster moldings.

That hard mecreant of Lévi-Strauss—I also was a mecreant until I was some years over thirty—has thought much and made us think much.
Any thinking that mulls life over and over has that man to thank.
This is why my thinking, untalented, which after all the Father has used to express himself, has all of the great thinkers to thank, Lévi-Strauss among others. He has urged my generation to realize the structural relationship—hence a high-sounding, somewhat pretentious word structuralism—between nature and culture, which the "intellectually correct" establishment had so far seen as strictly irrelevant to each other.
Would Lévi-Strauss be surprised or even annoyed at seeing us Arès Pilgrims use his findings to bear out our return from culture to nature, between which he has shown the enduringly active mesh and gears? I don't know, but, whether he likes it or not, that extreme non-believer provides us extreme believers with a convincing argument against our detractors. Because we have taken up or revived natural spiritual life, because we are the new savages in the noblest sense of the word—God's savages—, religion, which is entirely cultural, sees our natural faith as a great danger and along with three hundred loudmouths, the other cultural old voices (Rev of Arès xLv/2), it is forever running us down, but, yes indeed,  Lévi-Strauss has given us the major argument to reassure reason.

I feel gratified by two sides of Lévi-Strauss.
His negative side. Lévi-Strauss belongs among those who provide me with the reverse of a necessary contrast, the obverse of which is The Revelation of Arès. Lévi-Strauss's complete atheism is one of the shades that I need to see the Light better. A thinking, a pondering, whatever, is a debate and I have learnt that opponents, particularly those who are good and intelligent men like Lévi-Strauss, help think as much as proponents do. To me, entrusted with a world prophetical mission by Jesus, the Creator and a few angels, whom I have encountered just as Lévi-Strauss has encountered the Natives of Mato Grosso and the Amazon River Basin, that is, without having asked for it ever...To me, a scribbler and philosophaster, one who writes only because the Father asked him to (Rev of Arès 33/10), to me a talentuous Levi-Strauss, atheistic and even more than atheistic, says Lévinas, utterly indifferent to the notion of God, provides me with the night necessary for the Dawn and the Day to appear.
Another negative side of Lévi-Strauss's: He has referred to the existentialism of Sartre, also an atheist, but a thinker far more alive to man's complexity, as "metaphysics for salesgirls," in much the same way as he might refer to The Revelation of Arès as mythology for suckers. Some sort of non-existentialism or even non-humanism with Lévi-Strauss—which is no non-humanity—, for much in Derrida's deconstructive way he has deconstructed ethical...and spiritual beliefs, a lot of man's inner realities, on which my hope is based, reinforces the contrast that I need to explain to the world what I believe in and why I believe in it.
Levis-Strauss's positive side is related to the one already mentioned. He has dug out a cardinal truth: Primitive or wild thought—which also is the title of a book by him, "Savage Mind" — is by no means a feeble or babyish form of reason. In so-called primitive societies thinking and all of intellectual operations are not different from ours, so long as our thinking is really bright. Thank you, Claude Lévi-Strauss, for demonstrating that the Arès Pilgrims' faith, a faith devoid of theology or intellectualism is just as good as the convictions of well-cultivated religion or rationalism.

Pages and pages would be necessary only to summarize the significance of Lévi-Strauss's work. Notably he has been a strong critic of a technical society as intent on destroying earth as unable to generate virtue. But sadly this is just a blog, the style of which is brevity. Only, before closing this entry, I beat my breast because I thought ill of a magazine that, as it is a vulgar periodical, has wrongly said that Lévi-Strauss would be the first writer alive published by La Pléiade. A short while ago I opened the less vulgar of all books, the Webster's New World Encyclopedia (ed.1992), and read this: "Levi-Strauss, Claude, 1908-1990..." Now, Lévi-Strauss, far from being dead in 1990 will be 100 years old in November, 2008. We wish him a still long life! What we find in the most serious books —just imagine, an encyclopedia!—may always be questioned.

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