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Pindar—the greatest Greek poet. His pupil Olympichus saw a mysterious flame on a mountain accompanied by a strange sound. When Pindar noticed it he saw the Mother of the Gods walking towards him—she took the form of a wooden image. Hence, outside his house, he set up a monument to Pan and the Mother of the Gods (his di-daemons).

So, it is just the same as I saw at Hartsfell—the mysterious flames, the stars that fell from heaven, and the unearthly sounds (the low gurgle and the musical pipe-like music). Hence the gods are real—and can manifest as actual figures.

And why does nobody see the gods today? Because, as the gods revealed to me at the Rollright Stones, people are too selfish. Yet, in the end, just as with near-death experiences, you go back to the light—back to the mysterious flame.

Perhaps only poets can see the gods—perhaps, in the kali-yuga, only very few can see the gods at all.

As it happens, people often celebrate Homer as the greatest Greek poet—and his gods are indifferent to man or are very human in their lust and greed (and so can be treated as metaphors for our psyche). Yet not all Greek poets agreed with the way Homer portrayed the gods—Pindar didn’t always agree with Homer.

That is to say, Homer did the gods dirt—and people like Homer today because he can be counterposed to the Christian god in an atheistic argument that says “the gods are indifferent or just metaphors for our psyche”. Yet the gods are real, and the gods are returning.

Pindar, I will meet you by the fire in the temple—I will meet you by the purple satin evening. Under the stars, we will drink the wine.


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