The Drecc, as predicted by Anton Long and others, will not be simply of a different mental or spiritual character from humans (mundanes), but will be physiologically different so as to allow for rapid mind to mind communication.
Is this not the pique of empathy?
The ONA has stressed again and again – both exoterically and esoterically – that the Adept is only a stage; that what has been called “individuation” is only another beginning; that there is more to genuine magick, to the Seven-Fold Way, than the lower, exoteric magick of individual desire and Destiny; that there is more to existence than the exultation of the “individual”. However, this does not mean some kind of denial of life, of the kind often associated with “white light” groups, organizations and dogma. Rather, it means an expansion of the individual – an awareness, a practical understanding, of the potential that we, as individuals possess.
MINISTER OF AGES: EVOCATION OF N’ATON
I call upon the light of man
The heart and mind and soul of all
The star of the center
The eye in the night
The shining of Sirius the bright !
In aeons past he arose as Thoth
Magician marking the passage of days
Scribe of the dreams of men.
Then, ever born and dying again
He spun the wheel as Christ and Asar
The initiation of the eclipse.
Now he burns in every heart
Aiwaz, revealer on judgment day
Dark angel of the fire of truth.
Tomorrow, the Peacock Angel transforms
Alchemist of the single mind
The bee shall bring nectar to the cosmic hive
N’ATON! Whose light burns in-between
Lover of total embrace
In thy communion, soul-to-soul
The peoples shall find peace.
The silent one sees with a billion eyes,
Yet each mask shares one breath;
The bright mandala of the dance
Sustained by flight’s momentum
And the single rhythm of the universal heartbeat.
Bestial with the face of Beauty
Mask of a dark whirling storm
Priest of in-between
Ancient of Days
Child who has yet to see life
Half burning darkness
Half solidified light
Carving a rune upon my brow
With a finger of ebony
the Wandz he holds
are Yin and Yang
of the Peoples Souls.
Can you imagine back in our primal days if a tribe of intellectual protohumans sitting around their campfire brainstorming; and along came another tribe into their territory? Do you think Nature would have it that the intellectual protohumans should debate issues and intellectually figure out the best reasonable method to deal with the invaders? What would happen to our intellectual protohumans and their genes, if the invading tribe were a group of young dumb people throwing rocks and spear everywhere? Yeah, it means your smartass genes and bloodline won’t make it far.
There is a reason why Nature begins us all being stupid teens burning with a chemically (hormones) induced passion. Passion for anything. What army of any nation which has ever existed was composed of old 30-40 year old mature intellectual partyliners? None. We should all know this by now. Young dumb people burning with a passion to do something makes up all armies. Passion subsides with maturity for all of us giving way to intelligence in its proper time and period. The mindless young warriors of yesterday become the great minded cheiftans of tomorrow. Great from the experience and exploits of a carefree and passionate youth.