Our England or a clever fundamentalist ruse accepted by many without question
Saint George’s Day is nothing more than a counterfeit Christian celebration, based on much earlier native Pagan tradition. It’s about as ‘English’ as a microbe on a far distant planet.
Perceptive early Church promoters of the foreign eastern Christ sect soon misled the English Nation into believing that the George tradition was theirs alone. Nothing in fact could be further from the truth! The dragon is a euphemism for an older, earth-orientated spiritual tradition that numerous cross-waving religious ‘crusaders’, even today, wish to crush out of existence? The Church used the dragon as a representation of (Pagan) evil to be roundly dispatched by the valiant George, their shining factional megastar of Christendom.
Our Pagan spiritual origin and how the Christian cult denied an entire nation its authentic spiritual heritage.
So, is Saint George’s Day actually a celebration of all the best traditional things in Englishness or is it something else entirely? For real answers, we must inspect historical facts, rather than follow the blinkered Christian herd and mechanical bias.
On Saint George’s Day we witness an adoption of Pagan tradition, evidently inserted with the intention of winning converts for the new monotheistic religion from the East.
St George was generally seen as the ‘Soldiers’ Saint’ and this may be based on earlier worship of the Roman soldier god of the legions, Mithras.
Long before the St George Myth was first created, Mithras had slain his opponent the bull. Additionally, the actual dragon-slaying fable, associated with George, is noticeably linked to the previous engagement between the god Apollo and his grotesque adversary, Python of Delphi.
There is a minor breach in the calendar between them but St. George’s Day (on the 23rd April) lands at the ‘same’ period as the Parilia (21st April.) The Parilia (or Palilia) was consecrated to Pales, the goddess of shepherds and herders.
Throughout the feast farming folk would drive their flocks and herds between blazing fires and subject them to vapors of rosemary, laurel and sulphur in a ritual of purification to guarantee strong future offspring. The participants would also leap over small fires of straw and dance around fires throughout the night, making merry all the while. Offerings to Pales consisted of milk and millet wafers were given in the hope of keeping treacherous wolves away from the flocks and to ward off illness.
The ancient Pagan tradition of fire-festivals, involving blazing beacons is still deeply rooted in human consciousness. The new fire of spring light, which will give us summer’s growth, is something fundamental within our psyche yet indispensable.
Man, from the most basic times in our pre-history, has always sought to link up with the breathtaking, natural, psychic energies present here for the benefit of all on a deeply spiritual level. The actual day which marks the Palilia is also the day when Romulus (the renowned, son of Mars,) first built his immense city of Rome. It is interesting to note here that Romulus observed Tuscany to discover what kind of ceremonies he should use for his new city. Accordingly, Romulus gained essential ritual knowledge from the elder peoples of that place, which they had in turn received from Janus, the great god of new beginnings.
The first wine of the new season was always offered to Janus. Venus shared a feast on two separate days with Jupiter called the Vinalia. Her day occurred on the same date originally as the later St. George’s Day whilst Jupiter’s took place in August.
During these events wine was freely distributed to the local people from the temple of the deities in question. Prior to this rite a wine libation was given to the earth in honour of Venus.
Contemporary Pagan people still bequeath genuine adoration to the collective male/female aspects of divinity (the God and Goddess) by remembering this ancient libation first to the old gods, during their seasonal celebrations.
Venus was also offered costly gifts of roses, myrtle and sweet-scented incense at the Vinalia. This goddess was perceived as travelling in an ivory chariot drawn by swans.
Swans are often linked with love deities such as in Angus the Celtic god of love who once changed into this proud bird.
The tender dove also is another sacred emblem of the great Goddess that has since been insidiously adopted by the early Church and made into its own.
Today, we have two main choices. We can bury our heads in the sand of everyday perception and repetitive daily routine, or alternatively we can make a special place in our hearts for the old gods and thereby seek out higher planes of consciousness.
The striking April festivals of the Love Goddess give us an exceptional insight into the depth of spiritual understanding held by our primordial Pagan forefathers. Each celebration whether Norse, Saxon, Roman, Celtic or otherwise always parallels with the wholesome destructive and creative seasonal forces of nature that encroach upon our being. We persistently hang on to life due to the abject horror of death. Yet life cannot ‘be’ without death and of course vice versa. Before us in this century and just as today, many so-called holy men have made quite a highly lucrative business out of the fear of death. They have peddled their seductive religious propaganda and many have fallen for its magnetism.
Missionary churches have sprung up everywhere, like invasive fungi, and rigid sectarian agendas that have basically been ‘anti-life’ in structure have forged bogus empires far and wide. Man-made religious credos, based on historically tried and tested mind-control gambits against the indoctrinated masses and accomplished political shrewdness, have suppressed the legitimate spiritual evolution of our species. Blatantly materialistic 21st century life may understandably seem devoid of deeper meaning to many.
Furthermore, the austere and basically oppressive choice given by modern ecclesiastical movers (who want the cartel on ‘your’ soul) today is one of ‘God or the Devil!’ In fact that is ‘no’ choice at all. Such conceited superiority shouts out: “follow this holy credo or be eternally damned!”Nonetheless, the answers to greater consciousness and self-understanding are just waiting to be accessed. This astonishing wisdom has not gone away or been lost. It is still there waiting patiently, like the rising buds of April, to flourish anew.
We can see by the above that the whole intolerant commotion over Saint George and so-called ‘English Christian Heritage’ is 100% phony.
This fundamentalist mind control stratagem gives us clear evidence of how successfully the Church has misled an entire nation with abundant lies throughout many centuries.
Are you genuinely thinking for yourself or are you permitting ‘others,’ in devout chapels made of brick, to do it for you? This is a question seriously worth thinking about, if you truthfully value your personal freedom!
Real England resides not in the fabricated countenance of some eastern saintly invention but within the mountains, trees and rivers of the ancient, native, British landscape.
Pat Regan © 2015
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Peter Swift and the Secret of Genounia
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The Torch and the Spear
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