THE SYNOD

Important Announcement

The MSN Groups service will close in February 2009. You can move your group to Multiply, MSN’s partner for online groups. Learn More

So male God power was built on a judgement against uncontrolled female sexuality of earlier more nomadic and land based egalitarian culture. Thus women took a more subserviant place in godkingcity society.

So this metaphor

should means that this guy

Was symbol of the earlier matriachal religions. IMO, it was counting the passing time on the growing trees of knowledge. Remember some trees do bear fruits only after a long long time. Let's take a look at this guy from above.

(a spiral looks like a circle when seen from above along it's axis)

It represents the cyclical nature of things, eternal return, and other things perceived as cycles that begin anew as soon as they end.

4 legs

3 horns

2 scale colors

1 eye

Rock-a-bye baby, in the tree top
When the wind blows, the cradle will rock
When the bough breaks, the cradle will fall
And down will come baby, cradle and all

The Epic of Gilgamesh is the earliest epic (c. 2150-2000BC). Earlier than the two great Indian epics (Mahabharata, and Ramayana, 1000-800BC) and the two great Greek epics (The Iliad, and The Odyssey, 900-700BC).

The Pentateuch (¼¯¦è¤®Ñ) was finished at about 400BC.)

Ishtar (Ishhara, Irnini, Inanna)

She is Anu's second consort, daughter of Anu and Antum, (sometimes daughter of Sin), and sometimes the sister of Ereshkigal. She is the goddess of love, procreation, and war. She is armed with a quiver and bow. Her temples have special prostitutes of both genders. She is often accompanied by a lion, and sometimes rides it. The Eanna in Uruk is dedicated both to her and Anu. As Irnini, she has a parakku (throne-base) at the cedar mountain.

"The Descent of Ishtar to the Underworld"
She determines to go to the Underworld. She threatened to smash the gate and raise the dead so that they would eat and outnumber the living unless the gatekeeper would open it for her. She holds the great keppu-toy (a whipping top). She is allowed in by the gate keeper, who takes her through seven gates to Ereshkigal's realm. By Ereshkigal's rites, she is stripped of items of clothing as she passes through each of the gates: first her crown, then her earrings, then her necklace, then her tudditu (breast pins), then her belt of birthstones, then her wrist and ankle bangles, and finally her garment. While in the underworld, no creatures engaged in acts of procreation. She was kept in Egalgina and brought forth by Namtar after being sprinkled with the water of life, and after 'His appearance is bright' has been cursed. She is led back out through the gates, given back her accouterments, and released in exchange for Dumuzi (Tammuz).

"The Epic of Gilgamesh"
She loved Tammuz in her youth, although he spends half the year in the nether world wailing. She loved a lion, a stallion, a shepherd, all of whom she required great sacrifice from and abandoned. She loved Ishullanu, a gardener who offered her fruit, but was taken aback when she revealed herself to him, so she turned him into a frog.

After Gilgamesh cleans himself up, following his defeat of Humbaba, she asks him to be her lover and husband, and offers him many gifts and the homage of earthly rulers and kingdoms. She is rejected, both because of her godly nature, and as a fair-weather lover. Ishtar asks Anu to send the Bull of Heaven to kill Gilgamesh, and he agrees.

(See also the Hittite Shaushka and the Canaanite Astarte and Anat)

Symbol: an eight or sixteen-pointed star
Sacred number: 15
Astrological region: Dibalt (Venus) and the Bowstar (Sirius)
Sacred animal: lion, (dragon)

When Gilgamesh placed his crown on his head,
a princess Ishtar raised her eyes to the beauty of Gilgamesh.
"Come along, Gilgamesh, be you my husband,
to me grant your lusciousness.'
Be you my husband, and I will be your wife.
I will have harnessed for you a chariot of lapis lazuli and gold,
with wheels of gold and 'horns' of electrum(?).
It will he harnessed with great storming mountain mules!
Come into our house, with the fragrance of cedar.
And when you come into our house the doorpost(?) and throne dais(?)'will kiss your feet.
Bowed down beneath you will be kings, lords, and princes.
The Lullubu people' will bring you the produce of the mountains and countryside as tribute.
Your she-goats will bear triplets, your ewes twins,
your donkey under burden will overtake the mule,
your steed at the chariot will be bristling to gallop,
your ax at the yoke will have no match."
Gilgamesh addressed Princess Ishtar saying:
"What would I have to give you if I married you!
Do you need oil or garments for your body! Do you lack anything for food or drink!
I would gladly feed you food fit far a god,
I would gladly give you wine fit for a king,
... may the street(?) be your home(?), may you be clothed in a garment,
and may any lusting man (?) marry you!
...an oven who... ice,
a half-door that keeps out neither breeze nor blast,
a palace that crushes down valiant warriors,
an elephant who devours its own covering,
pitch that blackens the hands of its bearer,
a waterskin that soaks its bearer through,
limestone that buckles out the stone wall,
a battering ram that attracts the enemy land,
a shoe that bites its owner's feet!
Where are your bridegrooms that you keep forever'
Where is your 'Little Shepherd' bird that went up over you!
See here now, I will recite the list of your lovers.
Of the shoulder (?) ... his hand,
Tammuz, the lover of your earliest youth,
for him you have ordained lamentations year upon year!
You loved the colorful 'Little Shepherd' bird
and then hit him, breaking his wing, so
now he stands in the forest crying 'My Wing'!
You loved the supremely mighty lion,
yet you dug for him seven and again seven pits.
You loved the stallion, famed in battle,
yet you ordained for him the whip, the goad, and the lash,
ordained for him to gallop for seven and seven hours,
ordained for him drinking from muddled waters,'
you ordained far his mother Silili to wail continually.
You loved the Shepherd, the Master Herder,
who continually presented you with bread baked in embers,
and who daily slaughtered for you a kid.
Yet you struck him, and turned him into a wolf,
so his own shepherds now chase him
and his own dogs snap at his shins.
You loved Ishullanu, your father's date gardener,
who continually brought you baskets of dates,
and brightened your table daily.
You raised your eyes to him, and you went to him:
'Oh my Ishullanu, let us taste of your strength,
stretch out your hand to me, and touch our vulva.
Ishullanu said to you:
'Me! What is it you want from me!
Has my mother not baked, and have I not eaten
that I should now eat food under contempt and curses
and that alfalfa grass should be my only cover against
the cold?
As you listened to these his words
you struck him, turning him into a dwarf(?),
and made him live in the middle of his (garden of) labors,
where the mihhu do not go up, nor the bucket of dates (?) down.
And now me! It is me you love, and you will ordain for me as
for them!"

Gilgamesh addressed Princess Ishtar saying:
See here now, I will recite the list of your lovers.

Tammuz, the lover of your earliest youth,

You loved the colorful 'Little Shepherd' bird

You loved the supremely mighty lion,

You loved the stallion, famed in battle,

You loved the Shepherd, the Master Herder,
You loved Ishullanu, your father's date gardener,

Chris Isaak - Wicked Game

[BushBash Remix by TOG]

The world was on fire and no one could save us but you.
It's strange what fear of ire will make foolish people do.
I never dreamed that we'd vote for somebody like you.
And I never dreamed that we'd knew somebody like you.

No, I don't want to fall in hate. (This world is only gonna break our heart)
No, I don't want to fall in hate. (This world is only gonna break our heart)
For you. For you. (This world is only gonna break our heart)

What a wicked game to play, to make us feel this way.
What a wicked thing to do, to let we dream for you.
What a wicked thing to say, you never felt this way.
What a wicked thing to do, to make we dream for you and,

I want to fall in hate. (This world is only gonna break our heart)
No, I want to fall in hate. (This world is only gonna break our heart)
For you.

The world was on fire and no one could save us but you.
It's strange what fear of ire will make foolish people do.
I never dreamed that I'd hate somebody like you.
And I never dreamed that I'd loose to somebody like you,

No, I want to fall in hate. (This world is only gonna break our heart)
No, I want to fall in hate. (This world is only gonna break our heart)
For you. (This world is only gonna break our heart)
For you. (This world is only gonna break our heart)
No, I... (This world is only gonna break our heart)
(This world is only gonna break our heart)

Nobody loves the number one.

Important Announcement The MSN Groups service will close in February 2009. You can move your group to Multiply, MSN’s partner for online groups. Learn More
THE SYNOD	[email protected]