As we peruse through the footprints left by our anestors we begin to understand why we are how we are, more or less.
It seems we are fortunate that our ancestors kept written records of births, deaths and marriages among other things useful to analysts seeking data.
We also seem to have been well educated, well connected and at times stinking rich. Wealth, however sadly, seems to have failed to qualify for the trickled down theory.
Castles & Kings
What are we to do with the knowledge we are abandoned progeny of castles and kings? We’ve held a seemingly inate, immediate distain for priviledge and royal concepts for as long as we can remember. And yet we find they are we.
We continue to ponder why we are how we are.
A discussion on the social media platform formerly known as Twitter we were privy to entertain the question;
What would you do in this situation? pic.twitter.com/hThXUe7p0a
— Ian Miles Cheong (@stillgray) July 26, 2023
We instantly agree our desire to survive is best assured through full cooperation between the senses.
- Control to keeps it cool,
- Chaos seeks resolution,
- Growth reasons, question
- Self decides
Self Ultimately Decides
Our response to the platform formerly known as Twitter:
“I am immediately on their side. Rah, rah yea team…till I can finesse my way out of there. But then I’m a survivor.”
Which in retrospect makes us wonder what differences exist when theonly two options are
KowTow slowly delivered ->F
KowTow delivered by angry mob <-T
Could there be a “Then” KowTow Option?
We happily unquestioned our definition of KowTow, which has been “to be forced into submission.” This was our take from childhood, an act intended to humiliate, degrade and ridicule.
The possibility of a “then” option sent Chaos bubbling in conspiracy theories as to why we instantly responded to the question that we would in effect kowtow to exist.
Question: Is instantaneous submission our only first reaction or does it depend upon situation? Only Chaos knows.
Are we overthinking again. Please.
Curiousity insists a simple research to define collective meaning.
We discover an association of Kowtow and Chivalry.
Woe is we.
Our ancestry is filled with Lords, Ladies, Knights, Sirs, Sheriffs, Barristers, Barons and Baronesses, all skilled kowtowers from waaaay back into ancient history.
All those centuries of bowing, kneeling, scraping. The mind wanders. We live to serve…and yet we seethe.
Discovery of Ancestry Can Be a Bitch
If only Americans knew.
We have relinquish our precious DNA to the ancestry tree to study for posterity our ancestral roots back to the dawning of time, according to Chaos, which is another chapter to come.
Our ancestry brims with Sirs and Knights and other loyal servants to the King(s) and Queen(s).
We discover an ancestral root to the First German Philosopher, Jakob Böhme.
Chaos rejoices while the Others sigh knowingly. This explains a lot. It seems we come by this affliction of self, inately and naturally through trial and error and natural selection.
It appears our great ancestor philosopher proudly practiced the KowTow, but probably didn’t refer to the act as such, for with Europeans the act becomes Chivalry, a sign of great respect. Hmmm. Mother did teach us to curtsy and set proper tables. A throwback to ancient roots.
The psychology of the act of delivering a slipper to an angry old coot is a quite brilliant survival tactic, especially in 1600’s when “off with his head” wasn’t just an Alice In Wonderland Red Queen threat. As it turns, our ancestor was hounded by the vicious preacher nearly his entire life over the publication of what were intended to be private writings that his friends and fans spread around enthusiastically with out his permission.
What else are friends for if not to torment and abuse?
Shadows Work Around and Through Limitations
As a child, a female child, we dreamed of adventure as though we were male traveling through stories of the sea, exploration, discovery and open display of talent. We were not gifted the pleasure of extended family. No cousins and precious few visits from aunts, uncles or grandparents. Our youth was spent in the relative insolation of books and crafts, not in socializing or networking.
And, never a mention of any historic ancestor save a mention of Mayflower descendency, farming and alcohol abuse which led to grandpa losing the farm.
Needless to say we were astounded to discover fairly heavy-duty players in our past. We must drop some name, Chaos insists.
- John Milton, the poet who wrote Pardise Lost and Areopagitica, which basicically states that it is the “right and also the duty of every intelligent man as a rational being, to know the grounds and take responsibility for his beliefs and actions.”
Control feels it is also important to temper this greatness with the discovery of our relationship to a Norwegian Viking named Øystein, Ivarsson Glumra “The Chatterer, The Noisy Earl of Oppland, so here’s that… from the year 810.
The fact we were able to root down that far back into our ancestry serves to reinforce our suspicion that we are all tracked by someone, somewhere.
Our most astounding discovery thus far is the artwork of Jakob Böhme as we see similarities with what we have drawn and painted without the slightest inkling of his existence.
For example. The image below on the right appeared in a dream about 8 years back. The drawing on the left was made 600 years ago.