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Waiting for Prince Charming

A Note to Readers: As a general rule, I try in my posts to avoid shameless generalization, the spiteful, and the mean-spirited.

So humor me this once, OK?

 

Did you know that The World Teacher for All Humanity is Now Here?

Or that Millions now know that their awaited “Teacher,” whether they call him [sic] the Christ, the Messiah, the fifth Buddha, Krishna, or the Imam Mahdi...is already living among us and is gradually emerging into full public recognition?

No, neither did I.

But according to the local New Age rag, he [sic] is.

Hinduism, Buddhism, Zoroastrianism, Judaism, Christianity, Islam, and now (if you'll pardon the comparison) the vapid narcissism of the New Age: all waiting for Prince Charming.

Well, let 'em fantasize. That's what makes pagans different.

We are the pagans. We're not waiting for anyone. We've been here all along, and we've already seen it all. Everything that we need, we already have to hand, and what we don't, we'll do for ourselves, thank you very much. After all, somehow or other we've managed to muddle along without Prince Charming for oh, the last 150,000 years or so, and I don't see any reason at all to expect anything different in the near (or distant) future.

Oh, and as for that “new” Maitreya: well, apparently you can meet him [sic] in person—or at least talk with his flunkies—this November at the 2017 Minneapolis Holistic Expo.

At Booth #64, no less.

Gods: and I thought pagans were weird.

 

 

 

 

 

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Poet, scholar and storyteller Steven Posch was raised in the hardwood forests of western Pennsylvania by white-tailed deer. (That's the story, anyway.) He emigrated to Paganistan in 1979 and by sheer dint of personality has become one of Lake Country's foremost men-in-black. He is current keeper of the Minnesota Ooser.
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  • Celeste Lovecharm
    Celeste Lovecharm Tuesday, 10 October 2017

    I had a similar reaction when I saw the advertisement. I'm glad that I'm not the only one.

  • Tasha Halpert
    Tasha Halpert Wednesday, 11 October 2017

    Those that wait get impatient, I guess. Me I don't wait either, I just have confidence that the Immanent is always with us and does not neat to be waited for or even waited on! Some people just need to do otherwise, I guess, to each her or his own. Blessed Be and Namaste, Tasha

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