The rules, reason, and rhythm of the godless
taken from ANARCHY OF SPIRIT: an epistle for ridiculous times, from early writings by Jack Haas: this is a rare, online book
I no longer sympathize with mankind. I no longer care what others do, what others have, what others know. The laws of this purgatorial stasis no longer apply to me. The lateral rules, reason, and rhythm of the godless are just as so much dross.
I have no interest in the concerns nor lives of the majority of my fellow man; I write only for those who see the madness and stupidities for what they are; who suffer like aliens lost on an unknown world, for unknown reasons; who yearn to live truly that life which has been beaten out of mankind over the centuries of denial, distortion, and deceit; those persons who are willing to have nothing, to starve, to weep themself blind, to cuss, to scream, to wander, to forget, or to hide away in the wilderness, to be lonelier than Christ on Golgotha, to do whatever it takes to preserve the life of their soul.
I write for those individuals, and those alone, who in their lives seek no advantage over another, who desire love and emancipation for all, and yet who accept with the truth of their hearts that such a possibility can only come about through the free expression of each individual's being, undistorted by guilt, fear, or delusion, and that only upon the attainment of one's own true nature and the fulfillment of one's own highest destiny, is the greatest service towards mankind accomplished.
And so, I say, I have done what I came to do: to live as a free spirit amidst the prison of men; to find the truth buried in their endless lies; to love in a world of lovelessness; to live amongst the dead, to weep at their laughter, to laugh at their tears; and to return to God while in the torrent of the Godless.
In the end I sought liberation only for myself, not because I did not care to liberate others- on the contrary, I cared too much, and that caring is what bound us both, for they did not want to be liberated. They couldnít keep up, and I couldnít slow down. And so I came to seek freedom for myself because I wanted to be free, and because no one else wanted to be free enough so as to become free. But me, I needed to be free more than anything else, and I ...I went for it.
But then I found the interesting paradox- that in the tangle of our oneness, no matter what you do or how you do it, the higher you go the higher you lift others with you. To remain behind for them is to turn back for Eurydice and to lose her in that turning.
I found that the higher you rise the more you take with you. And that there is no sense in getting bound in otherís prisons simply because they are prisoners; that to free yourself is to set all free.
Early writings by Jack Haas: a rare, online book.