Maze

The Labyrinth which began as a unicursal path developed into the Maze.
In a Maze you face the challenges of a multicursal design: paths divide, there are dead ends, trap doors, and illusions designed to deceive.
Many Mazes can be navigated by keeping the right hand to the right wall, and in this way a voyager may find the center. In some cases this rule is void.
What is the secret to finding ones way through a maze?
It is often true that the path which seems correct and most direct does not in fact lead to the heart, it is a deception. In some, there is no way to go back the way you came in, having entered you must proceed forward.
The Messara Labyrinth of Crete lies beneath the surface of the earth. It took two hours to navigate through its dark design if one knew the way. But what if one did not know the way through? It was of the kind of Maze that does not allow a voyager to retrace their steps. Once inside, retreat is impossible, as irrevocable as birth or death. In darkness, unsure of the way, tormented by the certainty that something both terrible and majestic lies in wait at its heart, what manner of man would be able to proceed?

At Messara the entrance to the Labyrinth is in one world, the exit opens into another. From the heart a second journey is launched. Having confronted what waits in the center, the voyager must find their way and emerge into a new land.

Unification in the Labyrinth

The name "Labyrinth" comes from the word "labrys" which means "double-ax".

The dynasty of King Minos, the king immortalized in mythology as the keeper of the half man half bull minotaur, was referred to as the "House of the Double-Ax".

In the Hopi tradition, the void, an empty timeless shapeless space, is occupied by Taiowa, the creator who becomes Sotuknang, an active agent of the inactive Taiowa, to create the earth, and a creature called Spider Woman.
Spider Woman in turn creates the twins, Poqanghoya and Palongawhoya, the double axe. Poqanghoya, solidifies the earth, whilst, Palongawhoya, is to be the voice of the void vibrating throughout the manifested world.
The Hopi and the Cretan Labyrinth are of the same unicursal design; there is only one path that leads to the center and then back out, with no dead ends or split paths.
Like the serpent that swallows it’s own tail, it’s beginning is it’s end.
The serpent cult flourished in Crete, the lineage of the serpent and of the bull are the same, they share a common root. The bull is masculine and the serpent feminine. The serpent’s regenerative associations stem from more than what is obvious. The fire serpent, given the bulls horns, becomes the dragon, immortal, feared for that very reason: because it lives from generation to generation, an echo of the void etched into earthly form.

This too is the labyrinth.

THE UNIFICATION OF LIFE AND DEATH.

Not one followed by the other, but the SIMULTANEOUS INHABITATION OF BOTH STATES. The labyrinth that can be navigated by the three dimensional human apparatus is a representation of the multidimensional labyrinth, a reminder of the development necessary to begin its navigation.

Sacrifice in the Labyrinth

The Messara labyrinth is an underground cavern. The main entrance is a yawning cave mouth.
Asterion the Minotaur was the priest son of the king Minos. Within the earth’s womb, in the altar hall of Messara, he presided over the rituals of Crete, rituals that saw their true beginnings in the Neolithic era before recorded history, the dawn of the upright talking monkeys we call humans.
These rites have known many variations and distortions throughout the ages. It is well known that sacrifice has its place in this ancient and still living tradition, but the form that such a sacrifice takes varies. Where true knowledge is lost, or goes underground, as a result of a polarity shift, an outward expression of sacrifice will be practiced. Where it surfaces as a result of another shift, sacrifice becomes an inner work.
The Labyrinth is designed to separate the animal from the noble born. Animals will be lost within the Labyrinth’s tangled entrails. Only the perfected Being will emerge, that which is the completed fusion of the animal and the deity. The creature within the underground labyrinth, half man, half bull, demanding that humans be sent into the labyrinth as sacrifice, is eternal.
He waits to receive you.

Storytelling - Daedalus

Time and storytelling have made caricatures of Gods and their sons, noble priests and kings. Story telling shapes reality. The mythology that we encounter in this culture is being stripped of its richness, reduced to the basest, most humanly digestible bit of tell tale. The latent characteristics of such stories may be extracted by those for whom it is critical that their dormant message reach: the lost sons and daughters of Europa.
Their eyes and ears will be searching, and if they have not been too damaged by the surrounding culture, something may be activated in them. Histories, mythologies, are written by the victors. Good and Evil are subject to majority rule. The villains will one day be heroes, the heroes become villains. One day the ship will flip, and then it will flip again upon another.
Is there some way to live in neither one camp nor the other? A middle way perhaps?
Icarus illustrates for us the danger of straying from the middle way. His father Daedalus had been exiled from Athens as a murderer. In Crete he was received as a great artist, architect, and engineer. There he helped Pasiphae to conceive the Minotaur, Asterion, and built the Labyrinth in which this, the bull of Minos, resided.
But, eventually he was reduced to criminal status within Crete, an accomplice to the murder of Asterion. Locked in a tower with his son Icarus, he built them each a pair of wings of wax and bird feathers.
Daedalus attempted to pass his wisdom on to Icarus. The neophyte was warned: fly neither too near to the radiance of the sun, nor to the sea with its dark depths, but instead maintain a steady course in between. Against his father's advice, Icarus flew as near to the solar power as possible until his wings melted. Then he fell into the abyss and was no more. Daedalus himself was welcomed back to Athens, a great artist, architect, and engineer…

Oceanus

The unnatural use of sexuality for purposes other than ordinary reproduction has troubling consequences.
If you are subverting the sexual energy and directing it towards a purpose other than the perpetuation of the present species, you are moving against life as it has thus far been expressed.
Why would one attempt to purposefully cause a mutation?
Can it be that Pasiphae chooses to be the mother of Asterion?
That the curse is an honor?
Can it be that both Jesus and Merovee are akin to Asterion, a part of the same line; a line that seeks to cross breed life and death?
From the Arcadians to the Merovingians the story lives, the line is preserved. From a white bull sent by Posideon to father the Minotaur to the Quinataur or Bistea Neptunis come to sire Merovee, we hear of a beast from the deep, with horns, a white bull, or a sea monster. Pasiphae is the grandaughter of Oceanus. Along with Prometheus and Themis, (who told Deucalion to throw the bones of his Mother over his shoulder to create a new race of mankind after the Deluge.)
Oceanus would not side with his brother Kronos, a ruler of the world in the Titanomachy. There have been, since the most primordial expression, forces that work in opposition to creativity and change and forces that are willing to steal fire, throw bones, conduct genealogical experiments, and resist authority.
We who are present now are derivatives of these forces, the sum of their strange division and multiplication.

Asterion

Asterion, of the sea born.
Two fathered Asterion: one father a beast, a white bull sent from the sea, the other a King.
King Minos himself the son of two fathers; the first Asterion of the stars and Zeus king of Gods in the form of a bull.
Asterion of the sea born, guardian at the center of the labyrinth, a perfected being, monstrous to men for his fierce and noble lineage.
His father's father took the shape of the bull to impregnate, and his own mother with the help of Daedulus, who built the labyrinth , also takes the shape of a bull to conceive.
He is from the maternal line and the paternal line of the white bull.
For him seven and seven are sacrificed yearly, sent into his labyrinth to appease him.
Seven women and seven men.