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Life and Sacrifice are intertwined. Joy, happiness, peace, family often demand a blood price.

Actually every one of us here is drenched... birthed in blood. From the 1920’s to 1950’s in India roughly one on in 5 women died in their teens or 20’s giving birth to children. Your grandmother or great grandmother paid the price. What is true of India is true of every part of the world, give or take 50 years.

Though more peaceful than many, India’s Independence {About to be celebrated} took incredible sacrifice.  The Jallian Wallah Bagh, The Dandi March for example. While some in The British Empire gave in gracefully, had the nobility to let go without bloody reprisals, others like Churchill saw it as cutting off an arm. But if we add post partition riots whose death toll runs between 3-6 million. And do not ignore the 1857 revolt death toll which runs from a conservative 7 million to a more realistic 16 or maybe 30 million killed. Directly or indirectly. Then we see the real price. And what was avoided if pacifist Brits were not as staunch in their beliefs as they were. But that said, virtually every country across the world has been birthed in blood. Democracy which rose in France is linked inextricably with the Guillotine. The Russian Revolution that toppled the bloody Romanovs claimed 30 million lives. As did The Chinese revolution. The death toll of Native American Indians goes from 10 million to 100 million with the colonization of America.

The conceptual artwork Tarun has done ‘No Sacrifice’. Has a multitude of meanings. Some will interpret ‘No Sacrifice’. As please don’t sacrifice goats, cows, bulls, humans. Be kind. Be compassionate. And in India and across the world millions have transformed their way of praise to remove actual animal sacrifice.

Others will argue that animal sacrifice reminds us that everything we eat has a blood price. For many today eat meat from a cold storage forget a living breathing creature died. To me the most obscene comment is when Masterchef contestants refer to meat as produce. That’s not produce. That is sweet calf, wag-a-tail lamb, dancy fish…

But many primly say ‘we are Veg’ and often think their hands are bloodless. Plants feel. Trees weep. For the rice on our table forests have been burnt, hacked down, wild animals dispersed, snakes killed, vermin poisoned.

A year or so ago, a seeker came to us. During the conversation it came out that as he grew spiritually, he was inwardly commanded to give up meat. He did. But as he confessed, he just loooves the taste of meat, the smell of meat. Nothing comes close, everything else was sawdust. In fact he had gone and meditated on a rock in the middle of The Ganges. He said, during his meditation, in his mind, he was surrounded by meat dishes, in fact he could smell them,he salivated but stayed strong... It felt like a river opened deep. Now that is Sacrifice.

Some will interpret ‘No Sacrifice’ as being cheap. As if saying that something has no value. Because there was no toil, sweat, blood and tears in them.  

For example in The Yakuza, {Japanese Mafia} if a member has committed an infraction. A sorry however well meant is not respected. Often the Oyabun or chief demands  yubitsume. In it, as a show of remorse Yakuza slice off their left little finger with a sharp knife and offer it, wrapped precisely to The Oyabun. {Oh yes, and no anaesthesia}. But that is demanded and the consequences of not giving the pinky may mean your head will be taken instead.  

We turn to Sacrifice given freely, like a woman having a child not because society expects it, but because something deep will not be quietened otherwise. Yes, Sacrifice given freely…

Colonel Sidhu, a serious seeker speaks eloquently of how in Kargill, troops would sacrifice proudly. Often Southern Tambis who have never seen snow would spend months at minus 50 centigrade, walk treacherous crevasses. Frostbite, serious injury and death walked commonly among them. And then there were helicopter pilots who would push through blinding storms, to heights where engines would wheeze, stutter and crash.

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This resonates with the story of Abraham & Isaac in Genesis 22 of The Old Testament. This is central to Judaism, Christianity and is the raison d’etre of the Islamic festival  Eid al-Adha. We include the whole Old Testament text below…

Some time later God tested Abraham. He said to him, "Abraham!" "Here I am, Abraham" replied.

Then God said, "Take your son, your only son, Isaac, whom you love, and go to the region of Moriah. Sacrifice him there as a burnt offering."

Early the next morning Abraham saddled his donkey. He took with him two of his servants and his son Isaac. When he had cut enough wood for the burnt offering, he set out for the place God had told him about.

On the third day Abraham looked up and saw the mountain in the distance. He said to his servants, "Stay here with the donkey while I and the boy go over there. We will worship and then we will come back to you."

Abraham took the wood for the burnt offering and gave it to his son Isaac to carry, he himself carried the fire and the knife. As the two of them went on together, Isaac spoke up and said to his father Abraham, "Father?" "Yes, my son?" Abraham replied. "The fire and wood are here," Isaac said, "but where is the lamb for the burnt offering?"

Abraham answered, "God himself will provide the lamb for the burnt offering, my son." And the two of them went on together. When they reached the place God had told him about, Abraham built an altar there and arranged the wood on it. He bound his son Isaac and laid him on the altar, on top of the wood.

Then he reached out his hand and took the knife to slay his son.

But the angel of the LORD called out to him from heaven, "Abraham! Abraham!" "Here I am," he replied.

"Do not lay a hand on the boy," he said. "Do not do anything to him. Now I know that you fear God, because you have not withheld from me your son, your only son."

Abraham looked up and there in a thicket he saw a ram caught by its horns. He went over and took the ram and sacrificed it as a burnt offering instead of his son.

So Abraham called that place The LORD Will Provide. And to this day it is said, "On the mountain of the LORD it will be provided."

The angel of the LORD called to Abraham from heaven a second time and declared, "I swear that because you have done this and have not withheld your son, your only son, I will surely bless you and make your descendants as numerous as the stars in the sky and as the sand on the seashore. Your descendants will take possession of the cities of their enemies, and through your offspring all nations on earth will be blessed, because you have obeyed me."

Some will say this is Sacrifice and Blood Sacrifice’s true, hidden heart. For just as from Abraham/Ibrahim’s loins sprang 3 great religions, so too blood sacrifice amplifies inner commands. It releases powerful, even terrifying forces, that raw elementals like land listens to. That by moving away from such concepts we are castrating religion. That breaking a coconut instead of a skull becomes valid only if one sees it as one’s own skull being crushed. And to do so, one needs 3 times the psychic force.

In a Voodoo rite, that an independent observer witnessed, a voodoo witch and tethered goat faced each other. As the rite progressed, the witnesses swears he saw the goat’s eyes flicker with the woman’s intelligence. She had become incorporated in its body. And it had entered her body. Only then with the woman’s spirit inside was the goat sacrificed. Please read a similar healing ritual we ourselves did a year ago.

No Sacrifice: The other day, I saw some goats being taken for slaughter. I sent them healing and realised that was too easy. So instead, I stepped into their bodies, shared their pain... A tiny portion of me stood in the sun tethered, was grateful for a scrap of green, pissed with them as they saw their friends die nearby, smelt the blood. So what did this accomplish? I eased the goats pain by 1% or less. A teeny portion of me seeps into the blood of the goats, with all that it implies. I have dimly felt myself digested, Moving through unfamiliar vein. Being shat out. Worst was being part of wasted food.

I have often wondered what Jesus meant by “Take; this is my body.” I begin to understand the hardest of all spiritual concepts. Sacrifice. But it was not all pain. Far from it. There are glorious rewards. I rose with the Goats. And pranced in the light. -- Tarun Cherian, written a year ago, 2018.

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Now, at times we have misguided idiots like black magic practitioners… seeking to find buried gold. Please, real sacrifice demands real sacrifice. Eventually the blood-thirsty beings will claim it from you, or your descendants. But for the smug hyper-rationalists thinking this confirms anti-black-magic bills we say to you – ‘You castrative, vivisectionist fools,’ who will pay for the millions killed for unnecessary lab experiments, by nukes, by poisoned earth? For the countless bloody acts performed on pointless experiments will you ban science?

Now that we have spat that out… let’s continue…

...In the Genesis text we see a vitally important point, Abraham did not think of sacrificing Isaac for wealth, power… He demanded the sacrifice because it was asked for by God, the greater power, or brotherhood. And unlike us, to Abraham the sacrifice of his son was greater than cutting out his heart. It represented cutting off his balls. For killing his child meant his whole line would be amputated.

We sit in a world in which we think life is about comfort. And the truth is… Life Demands Sacrifice. In 2-3 decades, with bio-epidemics sweeping,  robotics reaching the logical first step that mankind is unnecessary, and restive earth thinning our ranks… we will arrive again at the doors of the Elder Gods.

   
   
 

Love & God Tarun & Celia Cherian. Cofounders Creator's Child & Devadhara Healing

   
 

Also Read:

The Sacrifice by Tarun & Celia Cherian, Sep, 2016

Keep The Faith. by Tarun & Celia Cherian, Feb 2018.