A mythopoetic exploration of a primordial solar civilization, the Fall into lunar consciousness, and the emergence of history as the consequence of cosmic catastrophe and separation from the original homeland of Light.
I shall begin this chapter with a fantastical story. It is entirely fictional, yet, in accordance with the principles of Chaos Magick, I shall regard it as true until it becomes as convincing as truth itself.
They came with an ominous force. They came with the Moon, at the moment when darkness and death entered the Earth and revealed themselves before the inhabitants of the primordial homeland of light. The gods of darkness, of the Moon, and of death begot demigods, and these in turn begot superhumans. The superhumans created the ancient kings, the kings created the nobility, and from them emerged the dynasties known to history. These, in turn, produced countless offspring and multitudes of servants across the face of the Earth.
I have called this lineage the Brotherhood of the Universal Order of Night. And it is truly a brotherhood, for all its members have been linked since time immemorial by an unbroken chain of blood and memory. For memory is blood, and blood is memory. The Brotherhood is founded upon blood, upon that which is transmitted through blood, for blood is spirit and spirit is blood. Anyone in whose veins there flows even a single drop of blood originating from those created by the gods of darkness is subject to the force upon which the Brotherhood is founded. This Brotherhood is therefore not a secret society in the ordinary sense. It is a bloodline. It is a network of those who share the same origin: an origin in the gods of darkness, the Moon, and death. They are not an organization. They are a race. Although they constitute only a negligible fraction of humanity, they are by no means few in number. Moreover, they are remarkably well distributed across nearly every position of power. This is the Camp of the Devil that I mentioned in the context of Saint Augustine's classification. They created the human world as we know it.
Our true world, our true human nature, our true human condition, has long ceased to be known to us. In the distant age of primordial humanity, the Earth's axis was arranged in a manner difficult for us to imagine today. The poles were situated at the level of the equator, while the Earth rotated along a direction that, from our present perspective, would resemble a north-south motion rather than an east-west one. The Northern Hemisphere remained perpetually turned toward the Sun, so that above what is now the North Pole, the Sun stood directly overhead and never moved from its place. It was a central land of eternal sunlight and warmth, a land that later "sank" beneath catastrophe and remained buried beneath ice. Its inhabitants never saw a night sky. The Sun neither rose nor set. It remained eternally above them. Darkness gathered only at the distant edges of the horizon, and then only as one travelled southward.
I admit that I may have committed a cardinal error regarding directions here, yet such an error is not especially important, for it does not alter the underlying scenario. It may well have been the South Pole, rather than the North, that stood beneath the eternal Sun, which in some respects would make greater geological sense. Nevertheless, for the purposes of the present narrative, let it remain the North Pole. In truth, whether it was the North Pole or the South Pole is of little consequence. What matters is the principle: There existed a center of eternal light. And that center was the source of everything.
In Revolt Against the Modern World, Julius Evola speaks of the Sun as pure light, as a bodiless masculinity devoid of history and generation. For him, it is the expression of the highest, purest, and most primordial spirituality, the permanence of a state rather than cyclical change, in contrast to the concept of the solar year that is born and dies, which points toward a later and more decadent form of spirituality.
As one travelled southward, the Sun itself descended toward the horizon, yet there was no point from which it rose and no point into which it set. It moved continuously in a circle. There was neither East nor West, only a North bathed in perpetual light and a South locked in ice and everlasting darkness. At the equator lay the boundary of eternal twilight. Beyond the equator, everything became progressively darker and colder.
This state of affairs endured for some indeterminate age, until, for reasons unknown, a catastrophe occurred that made change possible and brought into being the world as we know it today. This was the end of the mythic Golden Age.
The Earth's axis shifted from its primordial position, the pillars supporting the heavens collapsed, and a transition took place that shaped the present order of the world and the current distribution of light upon the Earth. The North Pole found itself elevated into the oblique rays of a Sun that was no longer warm and life-giving. Darkness and winter settled into the land of eternal light, while the South emerged from ice and shadow. Warmth and light migrated toward what is now the equatorial zone. This triggered a vast migration of humanity from the increasingly harsh and frozen North toward the thawing and accessible South.
The pillar supporting the heavens would shift several more times, accompanied by greater or lesser traumas and catastrophes whose traces would remain within collective memory, and collective forgetfulness. The world will be restored to perfect order only when light once again reigns over the North, or perhaps the South, and when the Sun stands directly above the Holy Mountain situated upon the very axis of rotational symmetry.
The idea of a central polar land of eternal light carries profound anthropological implications. Those who dwell at the very center, beneath a Sun that remains perpetually above their heads, possess a natural spiritual sun-disc at the crown of the head. In the language of the Indian tradition, their crown chakras are naturally open and directly connected to the solar principle and its metaphysical essence. They are naturally enlightened. They are naturally stars. These are the god-men. By contrast, those who live somewhat farther from the central land, where the solar disc circles along the horizon, correspond to the level of the Third Eye, occupying a slightly lower rank, and so on. In this way a natural caste structure emerges, determined by levels of consciousness, and levels of consciousness correspond to the position of the Sun above human heads. Those of lower consciousness could not dwell at the center itself, not because anyone forbade them to do so, but because they could not endure the unbearable tyranny of the Sun. Their beings were not constituted in such a way that they could exist within the constant solar blaze of eternal noon, where time itself had no meaning because the heavenly bodies offered no parameters of change.
There was no movement. The brilliance of the Sun made it impossible to perceive lesser sources of celestial light. What existed there was a kind of solar totalitarianism. The Moon could perhaps be seen only beyond the inner polar circle, while the brightest stars appeared perhaps only near the equator. Each type of human being therefore inhabited the geographical environment appropriate to its nature and level of adaptation. Higher and lower races literally existed, and each lived in accordance with its own proper place. Everyone knew their place. Everyone knew the order. And that order was sacred, embedded within the mental code of primordial humanity itself.
In an ideal condition there are no migrations. There is no change. There is no movement. Everything stands still. There is no suffering. Existence is pure delight. Just as people were born enlightened, so they died enlightened, or rather, they did not die at all. They simply departed. At the very center of the circular polar land stood a Holy Mountain whose summit lay upon the same axis as the center of the Sun itself. This was the sacred destination from which the people of the Golden Age ascended to the Sun and from which they descended once again. One path served both arrival and departure. It was the descending and ascending Solar Gate of Souls. The enlightened descended and ascended at will. There existed no boundary between the world of human beings and the world of the gods, nor between human consciousness and divine consciousness. For that very reason, there was no death. Death existed farther to the south.
And it came with the Moon, as the symbol and the agent of darkness. From this perspective it is difficult to determine whether the appearance and trajectory of the Moon coincided with those primordial times, and whether that coincidence implied a lunar orbit capable of eclipsing the solar disc each day. Whether this became apparent and effective only after the Earth's axis shifted from its ideal state is another question entirely. To the south lay the edge of the world, most likely in the region where the icy winds of the southern eternal winter met the warm currents descending from the sunlit north. This was the zone of perpetual storms, the vestibule of the kingdom of eternal night and winter.
The occult and the magical were unknown to the people of that age. There was nothing hidden and therefore no need for invocation or magical practice. The magical emerged as an adaptation to altered conditions upon the Earth and thus represents a decadent form of spirituality appropriate to life after the breaking of the World Axis. At the moment when the Axis of the World shattered, the winds, frost, and darkness of the south surged into the luminous and warm north. Warmth departed from the north and migrated southward, melting that which had slept beneath the ice for nearly an eternity.
That which had slept within the ice united with an impulse originating beyond the Earth and produced a phenomenon that, through the clouded lenses of the present age, resembles an intrusion of visitors from other planets. My intention is not to advocate a theory of extraterrestrial influence in the manner expected by a conventional materialist worldview. Rather, I am speaking of sources symbolized through reptilian imagery, which has nothing to do with modern theories of reptilians.
The reptile is a symbol of time, whether in the form of the serpent, the dragon, or the crocodile. The serpent, in particular, embodies lunar principles. At the same time, the Moon is also the first dead being, as Mircea Eliade suggested. Likewise, lunar symbolism in the form of the serpent functions as a bearer of initiation.
We encounter this situation at the beginning of the biblical Book of Genesis, where the Serpent initiates humanity's expulsion from the Garden. In Patterns in Comparative Religion, Eliade mentions a rabbinical legend according to which menstruation originated from the sexual union that Eve had with the Serpent in Paradise. From this arose another legend, namely that Cain was in fact the son of Eve and the Serpent, thereby providing an explanation for Cain's violent nature and his act of fratricide. Cain, as an agriculturalist, bears the marks of lunar symbolism in accordance with the analogical chain described by Eliade: Moon, rain, fertility, woman, serpent, death, and periodic rebirth. Eliade cites additional examples linking the Serpent with menstruation. The agriculturalist is therefore bound to cycles and, as such, becomes a servant of time. The nomad, by contrast, follows personal will and moves when he chooses rather than when the earth demands it. For this reason, Cain is lunar, cyclical, and bound to recurrence. Abel is solar, free, and unbound.
The expulsion from Paradise signifies the fall of human beings under the dominion of lunar forces and their cycles, under the rule of life and death, birth and decay, a descent into the fatality of existence. At the same time, however, it establishes the conditions for liberation from that state, for an escape from the Wheel of Fate, although those conditions cannot be fulfilled by everyone.
As Mircea Eliade observes, the Moon is the lord of all living things and the trustworthy guide of the dead, the one who has “woven” all destinies. For this reason, in many myths the Moon is represented as an enormous spider. In cultures where the Great Goddesses combined the attributes of the Moon, the Earth, and vegetation, the spindle and distaff with which they weave the destinies of human beings became their characteristic symbols. These goddesses subsequently became mistresses of time and fate, shaping destinies according to their own designs.
What I wish to emphasize through this myth is a perspective that stands opposed to the widespread view among modern occultists and scholars that stellar and feminine cults are older than solar cults, that solar consciousness and masculinity are younger than stellar-lunar consciousness and femininity. They are correct, but only if one ignores the initial premise concerning the appearance of humanity upon the Earth: namely, that human beings incarnated through the Solar Gate that once stood at what is now the North Pole, or perhaps, who knows, the South Pole.
The historical emergence of solar cults, and the historical emancipation of masculinity, is indeed a product of developments that occurred long after the breaking of the World Axis. Yet in its fullness the solar principle preceded everything else. Stellar and lunar cults were products of humanity's adaptation to a new condition of existence. Only later do we arrive at a kind of incomplete renaissance of solarity which, by its very nature, is decadent and fundamentally subject to lunar and stellar patterns and influences.
Thus modern occultists and scholars agree that lunar and stellar cults are older than solar cults, that the feminine is therefore older than the masculine, and that night is older than day. But they are looking at history rather than prehistory. In prehistory, in that age which preceded the breaking of the World Axis, the solar principle came first, while the lunar principle was a consequence of the Fall. We are the children of the night. But our true homeland is the Light.
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Originally published in Serbian. This English version is an AI-assisted translation of the original text.
