The Moai statues of Easter Island have always intrigued me. These giant heads were apparently buried up to their necks like a man at the beach buried in sand. Without much history to go on, only the artwork has survived to speak for itself. For this reason, the Moai are particularly mysterious.

Bodies under the earth with heads poking out of the dirt, peeping into the heavens, the Moai symbolize mankind’s connection with the universe and its different levels. While the body is rooted in the physical world, man’s mind is always reaching for the stars. The surface of the earth symbolizes the abyss, the great divide between the exoteric reactive mind ruled by its fleshly instincts, and the esoteric creative mind where everything is possible. A wise man once said “It is written, Ye are gods.” It would seem that without speaking, the Moai say the very same thing.

"Moai Rano raraku" by Aurbina - Own work. Licensed under Public Domain via Commons - https://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/File:Moai_Rano_raraku.jpg#/media/File:Moai_Rano_raraku.jpg

The Moai apparently represented their people’s ancestors. Ancestors reverenced as giant stone idols, the inhabitants of Easter Island must have deified these statues in one way or another. Ancestor reverence and carefulness with our DNA certainly strike a chord in the heart of esoteric traditions such as Gnosticism. Sadly, this philosophy is not very popular in today’s PC climate. Self-destruction is the way of a society out of touch with its genetic and cultural roots.

In a world that has thrived on criminal behavior for aeons, the information age of internet technology has blown people’s minds. While it’s been a long time coming, happening so quickly has caused cognitive dissonance on a colossal scale. Suddenly, hypocritical masses direct great prejudice at “racists,” when their own thoughts are still desperately trying to escape the same gutter. Prejudice is as rampant as ever, racism the current scapegoat. Racism is even turned inward by those who have finally realized the hideous behavior of their own ancestors. No matter what our forefathers, our parents have done, we must learn to forgive them. After all, we would not be who we are today, we could not even exist without them. We must learn from their bad behavior so we don’t end up repeating it. But to condemn our ancestors is to condemn ourselves. And worse, condemnation of our heritage is condemnation of God’s work and ultimately God himself — supremely ironic behavior for a society whose chief laws are to love one another and judge not.

The destruction of the civilization on Easter Island happened at the hands of European conquerors. This culture was just one victim of the colonization that plagued the whole world. And even colonization was only an outgrowth of the shameful behavior of the mundane, power-mad zealots who usurped control of an empire aeons ago. Fortunately though, the Moai statues were prolific enough to survive the genocide/assimilation of their creators. At least these monolithic beings can tell the story. Today, these awesome statues occupy many museums all across the planet, perhaps silently standing guard in the name of decency, reminding humanity where it comes from.

Family

Human society is like one large organism.  A society built upon the backs of slaves and the genocide of esoteric and indigenous peoples has a long and excruciating road to recovery.  Twisting history, people love to paint themselves as the good guys.  Every selfish thing that a body of people does must be explained away.  The worse the behavior, the more it needs to be justified.  The bigger the lie, the more it is believed.  Ruled by the reactive mind, people’s own problems are erroneously projected onto others when they want to clear their own guilty conscience.

Case in point:  the dark ages of European witch hunts.  People love to see Adolf Hitler as the face of genocide.  In reality, war and genocide has always been the result of overgrowth, the growing pains of civilization getting too big for its britches.  The witch hunts of the dark ages are a fine example of ignorance and mass hysteria at its worst.  It’s easy to see the current and recent trends of ethnic cleansing, segregation, the Holocaust, and colonization.  But what about the great European genocide of its own women?  The female gender was tortured into submissiveness by the church and its blind followers for centuries.

Any female who was strong and independent enough to think for herself was seen as a “witch.”  She had to be eliminated from society, most often tortured to death and confession at the will of God.  The dark ages caused about a fifteen century gap in the history of female philosophers.  The field of philosophy was warped by the gender bias of its male dominators.  A race which would purposely weaken itself by slaughtering its strong females would fundamentally seem to be completely insane.

The dark ages probably could not have inspired a more appropriate name.  We call those times the “dark ages” because we don’t talk about them or even think about them.  It’s like a dark family secret on a grand scale.  Now that we enjoy the luxuries these horrors have afforded us, we condemn others from our high horse. Condemnation begets more condemnation, and the cycle continues…

The witch hunts never ended.  In the collective consciousness of society, killing or locking up criminals is like sublimating them.  “Forgetting” about our traumas only magnifies their impact.  The subconscious is the place where our dreams are born.  Our demons congregate behind the clandestine walls of unawareness, and the subconscious mind directs our conscious living.  Criminals are in fact the ones who make the laws — the legislature essentially reacts to the imagination of society’s creative criminals.  If society would only respect and nurture its creative aspects, the seeds of criminality could easily be identified and put to a more constructive use.

Reintegration of our unwanted experience is the path to mental health, on both the small scale and the large.  The way to stop repeating the endless cycle of abuse is to learn from history — not a twisted history of self-serving ethnocentric lies, but a truly holistic history that views humanity as one large family.  We are all parts of one large organism.