Concepts Derived From My Dreams & The War of Crows and Owls

The darkness is what lifts a star.*

We are all as old as the earth, sun, and sky. We are all God(s).
Just love(your self).

Meditation is Indian Repose.

Ethnic purification is to cleans ones personal environment of people who either say toxic things or who perceive ones self in a toxic way, perhaps blaming one for something. Ethnos in the homeric sense of the term simply means the herd of creatures one is among, both human and non-human. Herodotus later revised the term ethnos to refer to a tribal human group that passed down a culture and often common blood. Then Americans revised it once again to refer to skin color. But ethnic and ethnos at its root just simply refer to beings who live and socialise amongst eachother.

An enemy is one who speaks or thinks against you even if done under the guise of being for your own good. Someone who blames you in their heart without even thinking of it can also be seen as an enemy. Ones home is a temple, a sanctuary against the toxic energy of the world. One needs cleansing rituals to cleanse ones self of the toxic vibrations of the world.

*The term arya was said in conjunction with these lyrics being sung in my dream. I am not a racialist person, if anything I am a culturalist. I do believe that genetics are in some ways tied to culture but I put primary importance upon culture and though I do think racial considerations are appropriate from time to time I do reject the hard racial worldview that reduces everything to race and skin color. That perspective I do not feel is appropriate or adequate in dealing with the complexities of the world. Tribes are not defined purely by skin color, they are cultural entities, genetics do play a role in tribes. I am not suggesting that one trust members of enemy tribes who claim to have betrayed their tribes. See the parable: The War Of Crows And Owls in the Panchatantra.

[Crows were plotting to destroy their rival the owls]

The king of crows ...sought the advice of Sthirajeevi, an old minister of the king's father, "Please suggest me the right course of action that we should adopt."

Sthirajeevi replied, "Your Majesty, all ministers have suggested in accordance to nitishashtra, and their recommendations are indeed good. But they do not serve the situation that we are in. For an enemy who is much stronger than us, we should a path of intrigue. You will need to send spies to find their weak-points to outwit the enemy"

The king of crows agreed as Sthirajeevi explained the plan, "Like I advise you to employ spies, the enemies also must have spies. Let us pretend that I am a traitor, and start cursing me with cruel words. Beat me till I bleed and throw me down. This will mislead the spies to believe I am their enemy's enemy. After this, fly with everybody to the safe Rshyamukam Mountain and keep deeply entrenched till I join you"

Sthirajeevi continued, "Meanwhile, I will gain confidence with our enemies to learn about their weaknesses and return to join you when we can strike them to gain victory. Please do not worry about me, I can take care of myself."
The king(crow) did as the wise crow had planned and immediately started a fake quarrel. Sthirajeevi used abusive language which angered the other crows. Meghavarana pounced upon Sthirajeevi, smeared him with blood and threw him down the Banyan tree.

After this, he asked all crows to follow him, and flew straight to Rshyamukam Mountain, whereupon he waited for Sthirajeevi to return - as was planned.

The owl-spies immediately informed the king of the owls of the fight and Arimaradana decided to attack the terrified crows with all might after dark. But when they reached the Banyan tree, the crows had already left. They started investigating which direction the crows had flown to catch them.

At this moment, Sthirajeevi began to caw feebly to attract the attention of the king of owls. Arimaradana heard the sound and was surprised to see Sthirajeevi. Sthirajeevi started praising Arimaradana as much as he cursed Meghavarana. He further said, "I know where they will entrench themselves. As soon as I regain some strength to fly again, I shall take you there!"

Arimaradana had five ministers: Raktaksha, Kriuraksha, Deeptaksha, Vakranasa, and Prakarakarna. While Raktaksha, Kriuraksha did not trust Sthirajeevi and wanted to kill him, the others suggested that he could prove beneficial to locate the enemies. So, Arimaradana decided to take Sthirajeevi to their cave and offered a suitable place to rest.

But Sthirajeevi had other plans. He quickly requested Arimaradana to allow him to make a nest at entrance of the cave. He did not want the other owls to get offended since he belonged to the enemy clan. Arimaradana permitted and asked other to take good care of him. Thereby, Sthirajeevi was fed with the choicest of foods and regained strength.

However, Raktaksha was learned in nitishastra and warned his king of his suspicions, but they fell into deaf ears and Arimaradana was impressed on the flattery Sthirajeevi showered all the time. Finally Raktaksha and few of his followers left the cave.

All this time, Sthirajeevi had gathered a lot of twigs at the entrance of the cave on the pretending to build a nest. He was happy that Raktaksha had departed, and waited till noon to silently fly away to Rshyamukam Mountain.

He reported to Meghavarana, "Your Majesty, my task is finished, but I do not have the time to explain everything to you. I have collected twigs and branches at the entrance of the cave that serves as the owl's stronghold. They will easily catch fire killing all the owls inside. Please follow me with your followers with burning wood in your beak"

So, they immediately followed Sthirajeevi to the owl's cave and dropped the pieces of burning wood they were carrying on the entrance of the cave. The twigs gathered outside caught fire and the owls perished inside due to fire and smoke. Sthirajeevi had indeed been constructing a funeral pyre for the owls.

Now, the crows fearlessly returned to their Banyan tree, and with the help of Sthirajeevi, Meghavarana ruled justly thereafter.

The wise indeed say:
Never trust your enemy, and don't allow a foe into your home.

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