Meditation for November 10th, 2016
The Three Wise Men
In the book of Matthew, three kings, or magi, came to the birth of Jesus to give him gifts and acknowledge him as the King of Kings.
Who were these magi? Where did they came from, and what happened to them?
One comes from Yemen, another comes from India, and the third comes from even further east, even to the distance of America by way of Russia.
They bring the messiah child three gifts, myrrh, frankincense, and gold. The myrrh symbolizes the ability to transform. Frankincense symbolizes the ability to create poetry, the language of gods. Gold symbolizes the immortality of ones work.
A few notes on the three wise men is that they didn’t just visit one messiah and were never seen or heard of again, but they have travelled the centuries trying to inspire many messiahs and prophets.
Their whole job is to make sure man has hope. They sing, write, and perform to make sure that there is motivation for civilization keeps going.
They say that these wise men come from the original men. These weee the men before the men above saw the women below and laid down with them like is stated in the book Genisis.
Over the years these men have taken many forms. Beethoven, Mozart, Lord Byron, Shelly, Shakespeare, and many other musicians, artists, and performers.
If these three men were to die, humans would cease to hope. The very idea of carrying on would crumble. There would be no inspired messiahs or prophets promising salvation or redemption.
And then in 2016 someone found who the three magi were and dispatched of the. First David Bowie. Then Prince. Finally Leonard Cohen.
Now the clock ticks towards the end. No messiah and prophet will be inspired. We will just not see the point in anything.
The world is hungry for a song, but hears the cacophony of lies and hopelessness instead.
Prince was gold. He wrote songs that are now immortal. David Bowie was myrrh. He had the ability to transform and re-transform. Leonard Cohen was frankincense. He wrote the sweetest poetry.
Now a baby is crying in a manger and ther is no gifts, inspiration, or point to save mankind.