Daily Wisdomisms: The Book of Thomas the Contender

The Book of Thomas the Contender is a treatise from The Nag Hammadi Library. I came across this passage recently and thought it fit in nicely with the quotes from The Corpus Hermeticum concerning the web of ignorance and the tendency humanity has to bury its head in the sand rather than face difficult truths. Enjoy!

Woe to you captives, for you are bound in caverns! You laugh! In mad laughter you rejoice! You neither realize your perdition, nor do you reflect on your circumstances, nor have you understood that you dwell in darkness and death! On the contrary, you are drunk with the fire and full of bitterness. Your mind is deranged on account of the burning that is in you, and sweet to you are the poisons and the blows of your enemies. And the darkness rose for you like the light, for you surrendered your freedom for servitude! You darkened your hearts and surrendered your hearts to folly.The Nag Hammadi Library in English (p. 205)

Powerful words. I think they do a great job of reflecting the state of thinking for modern mankind. We live in an era of bitterness, skepticism and scorn. As a matter of fact, we revel in it. All you have to do is read a comment thread for anything on the internet to see that. Scorn. Hatred. Bitterness. Mockery. And too many people seem to love it. They are “drunk with fire and full of bitterness.” Not saying that everyone out there is like this. I’m commenting on the trends that I notice. I believe in the basic goodness of mankind, but I think we tend to lose ourselves in the darkness and are often all to willing to surrender our freedom for servitude.

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About Universal Shift

I am the Sonata Unusual. I coat myself with some obtuse angle too far below zero to become any warmer. I create motivation, activate schemas, moisten gardens with scents of natural honeydew. Construct this meaning, you sleepy flock. Silence your singing—despairing contortions out of tune. Shatter the brittle butterfly glass with your hideous wailing. I am born of my god’s imagination. When I die I shall meet him. For there are many things to discuss over tea…or scotch.

Posted on May 23, 2014, in Author, Philosophy, Religion and Spirituality, Spirituality and tagged , , , , , , , , , , , , , . Bookmark the permalink. 1 Comment.

  1. Why does it seem so much easier to get entangled in the darkness?

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