[Redbook3:168][19870411:1909b](THE
AVOIDANCE OF SUPERSTITIOUS ERROR [continued])[11th
April 1987]
19870411.1909
[continued]
E.C
Prophet* refers to the legend of Joseph of Arimathaea bringing the
boy Jesus to Glastonbury (to study under the druids?), which
underpins the Grail legend and the story of King Arthur. Much though
I should love to believe this legend – which even [William] Blake,
who was not silly, presented only as a question and an inspiration**
– I have never seen a scrap of convincing evidence as to its
historical actuality; and Truth demands that this fact be recognised.
If
it was
convincingly proved, how much better off would we be? What matters
is the idea
– of Christ in England/Britain, for example, which he can be now;
and of the Holy Grail as symbols. The inner reality of these symbols
becomes so intense – with ***good purpose – that it as well to
remind oneself at times that they are “only” symbols of aspects
of the Divine purpose: that God is One and (to God) indivisible****.
That is what gives the symbols their great strength to help us –
their independence of our flawed and changeable understanding of the
World around us.
That they be
God-given to me,
in one way or another, I do not doubt; whether they be God-given to
anyone else is entirely up to the Individual. God gives in many
ways: we do not have to accept all of them. (Indeed, we do not have
to accept any
of them; but it is advisable that we should accept those intended for
us.)
This is,
perhaps, one way to avoid superstitious error: a sceptical and
practical attitude to particular aspects, which should be allowed to
prove themselves, but# must in fact do so – not in the past, but in
the present and the future.
[Any change in text size within the main text, e.g. between second and third paras here, is a bug between Libre Office and Google, and has no significance here or anywhere else apart from in the footnotes.]
*[See
last previous entry.]
**[And
did those feet in ancient time,
Walk
upon England's mountains green:
And
was the holy Lamb of God,
On
England's pleasant pastures seen!
And
did the Countenance Divine,
Shine
forth upon our clouded hills?
And
was Jerusalem builded here,
Among
these dark Satanic Mills?
Bring
me my Bow of burning gold;
Bring
me my Arrows of desire:
Bring
me my Spear: O clouds unfold!
Bring
me my Chariot of fire!
I
will not cease from Mental Fight,
Nor
shall my Sword sleep in my hand:
Till
we have built Jerusalem,
In
England's green & pleasant Land.
--William
Blake, 'Jerusalem', 1804; from 'Milton'.]
***{?=}
****(cf.p171
[[Redbook3:169-172:171][19870411:2200#]{Archetypes
and Qualities(1)}[11th April 1987]])
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