moseslmpg
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Well, first of all, I'm not sure if this is the right place to put this thread. I'm not trying to imply anything, if that's what anyone thinks. Secondly, I don't mean physically existing, I mean daimonically existing. It's some kind of crazy, fringe Chaos magick mixed with daimonic reality and general "occult" stuff. Stick with me.
Anyway, isn't Santa Claus just the world's most powerful egregore? I mean, presumably with the belief of millions of children worldwide is enough to create one. Perhaps all the hubbub about the 12 days of Christmas is to get the "practitioners" into the mood for the actual ritual. The dressing of the tree, watching the same old movies over again, hanging stockings, etc. It puts people in a different state of mind, that is perhaps more receptive to the influence of this egregore.
This is how I think of it: First, there was old Saint Nicholas who used to give out candy and whatnot to people while he was alive. I believe he was called Sinterklaas in this role. So eventually this guy dies, right? But to keep the spirit alive, people convince their children that this Santa Claus fellow has an objective, concrete existence in our physical reality.
Then, with Coke's reinvention of the character and subsequent revisions of the "story" behind him, we get a large amount of lore to refer to, so we effectively have an egregore or some kind of thought form that has a "history" behind it. With this, we have something to refer to and assimilate into our pre-Christmas preparations, so as to get in the right mental frame to allow ourselves to be influenced by Santa Claus.
Then, you have the letters and the milk and cookies the night before he comes. The letters, of course, are the statement of intent which one consciously creates but then sends off, so that it is relegated to the subconscious and consequently the Santa egregore. The milk and cookies can be seen as either a traditional offering or entreaty to the entity, or perhaps something to allow it to manifest itself in some way. I'm thinking the former, as I doubt milk and cookies have much etheric energy; maybe the milk does, but the cookies wouldn't.
Lastly, you have the actual work of the egregore itself. Considering that it is physically impossible for 1 man to go across the world and down chimneys, and also to know if everyone is naughty or nice without being a dirty old bastard, I imagine that the egregore extends its influence on a mental level to all households that have allowed themselves to be receptive to it. Thus, in the middle of the night the "parents,"
"significant others," or "random person" sneaks over to the tree and lays out the Santa Claus presents, under the influence of the Santa egregore itself. Since the egregore is trying to keep itself alive, it thus perpetuates belief in itself through these means. I imagine that in the time up to the actual Christmas day, that the egregore grows in strength and thus it influences people in such ways before the actual event.
OK, that's it. I don't know much about egregores, or magick, or anything like that. I don't know if someone has already posted this either, but anyways, at least when little kids ask you whether Santa exists or not, you can now direct them to this post for clarification. A reading of Patrick Harpur's Daimonic Reality wouldn't hurt the little whippersnappers either.
Anyway, isn't Santa Claus just the world's most powerful egregore? I mean, presumably with the belief of millions of children worldwide is enough to create one. Perhaps all the hubbub about the 12 days of Christmas is to get the "practitioners" into the mood for the actual ritual. The dressing of the tree, watching the same old movies over again, hanging stockings, etc. It puts people in a different state of mind, that is perhaps more receptive to the influence of this egregore.
This is how I think of it: First, there was old Saint Nicholas who used to give out candy and whatnot to people while he was alive. I believe he was called Sinterklaas in this role. So eventually this guy dies, right? But to keep the spirit alive, people convince their children that this Santa Claus fellow has an objective, concrete existence in our physical reality.
Then, with Coke's reinvention of the character and subsequent revisions of the "story" behind him, we get a large amount of lore to refer to, so we effectively have an egregore or some kind of thought form that has a "history" behind it. With this, we have something to refer to and assimilate into our pre-Christmas preparations, so as to get in the right mental frame to allow ourselves to be influenced by Santa Claus.
Then, you have the letters and the milk and cookies the night before he comes. The letters, of course, are the statement of intent which one consciously creates but then sends off, so that it is relegated to the subconscious and consequently the Santa egregore. The milk and cookies can be seen as either a traditional offering or entreaty to the entity, or perhaps something to allow it to manifest itself in some way. I'm thinking the former, as I doubt milk and cookies have much etheric energy; maybe the milk does, but the cookies wouldn't.
Lastly, you have the actual work of the egregore itself. Considering that it is physically impossible for 1 man to go across the world and down chimneys, and also to know if everyone is naughty or nice without being a dirty old bastard, I imagine that the egregore extends its influence on a mental level to all households that have allowed themselves to be receptive to it. Thus, in the middle of the night the "parents,"
"significant others," or "random person" sneaks over to the tree and lays out the Santa Claus presents, under the influence of the Santa egregore itself. Since the egregore is trying to keep itself alive, it thus perpetuates belief in itself through these means. I imagine that in the time up to the actual Christmas day, that the egregore grows in strength and thus it influences people in such ways before the actual event.
OK, that's it. I don't know much about egregores, or magick, or anything like that. I don't know if someone has already posted this either, but anyways, at least when little kids ask you whether Santa exists or not, you can now direct them to this post for clarification. A reading of Patrick Harpur's Daimonic Reality wouldn't hurt the little whippersnappers either.
