Twelfth Night (or 'What You Will')

APPENDIX C

    Happy New Year, Faithful Friends in Fungus!
I suppose in any appendix of a work of this, erm, character a basic introduction to Robert Graves' Tree Calendar is in order:

We begin (and are now in) the month of the Birch, Beth (interestingly, the 2nd letter of Hebrew and other Semitic scripts/alphabets/syllabaries earlier (not according to Graves) than Minoan - and meaning house in Hebrew. What trees did the Phoenicians fell to build their houses with?)
This month of inception and new beginnings, fertility and frozen surfaces begins on 12/24, Christmas Eve, Cosima Wagner's birthday for any philosopher who still gives a damn! and concludes on January 20th, the day America convenes annually to replace Tweedle Dee with Tweedle Dumber.

Now---we are on the Eve of the Epiphany of Christ, the Divine Child Harpocrates who was Reborn on Christmas Day (or the 23rd in Graves' make-believe) seen by the Three Magi who followed the Star to Bethlehem (house of bread; see Chapter 3) representing all Peoples of the Earth, and also the Trinity.

To honor Caspar, Melchior and Balthazar traditional Christian homes still "chalk" the lintel of the doorway with their initials sandwiched between the numerals of the year and Crosses, thus we write

20 + C + M + B + 25

to welcome in Prosperity for 2025, Anno Domine 

    But I wondered, what would CMB mean in terms of Graves' Calendar Alphabet? C, Coll the hazel and M, Muin the vine, follow each other as the nutting and grape seasons, representing respectively poetic wisdom and Dionysian ecstasy; in short, the paleolithic harvest of wild autumn mushrooms, Krishna and His Divine Consort Radha, the Supreme Mother - now this CM is followed by B, the month of inception and beginnings; birch rods were used to stimulate women's genitals to increase the chance of conception through sympathetic magic. And originally the birch was the mother of the Holy Mushroom Amanita Muscaria way up in our Siberian Holy Land.

    January, Janus, god of the Oaken Door, looking both ways, swinging on the hinge of Cardea. May we Begin to understand.

    Birch brooms were also used to sweep out, not just dust and dry leaves but the old stale spirits of yesteryear lest we cling to the past and forget the future is still to be lived. Many people have a "Dry January" or make Resolutions to abstain from certain drinks, substances, behaviors...now might be a good time to put the mushrooms away till He rises again; after all, our ancestors ate according to the cycles of nature. For many Lent is approaching and will give up meat. On Passover Orthodox Jews burn their old leavened bread, similarly signifying the end of the old year's crop and a new cycle coming to fruition. May you all move forward in your lives and not be stuck in the Web of Maya woven by Artificial Intelligence and Natural Stupidity!

Cause smokin' and trippin' is all that you do...
-Black Sabbath, 
"Faries Wear Boots"

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