ABRAXAS TO JESUS

“FROM ABRAXAS TO JESUS”
By Eric John Sawyer

“The bird fights its way out of the egg. The egg is the world. Who would be born first must destroy a world. The bird flies to God. The God’s name is Abraxas” (Hermann Hesse)

A grayish green fungus covers the fireplace and the chairs and tables in this room. Santana’s “Borboletta”, is turning beneath the stylus as three men share a reefer and talk softly to each other in unknown tongues.

It is 1974, I think.

“Have you listened to this album ?” the older man says as he holds up the cover.

Peering through the mist of that moment, I can see the name Richard Strauss. The complex musical structures stimulated our minds bringing out a rich flow of thoughts.

Brutal honesty is my Achilles heel and hallucinogenic absorption reduces the options for deceit. I could flash the entire tale of my youth in a flow of seemingly irrelevant, unconnected events, but when I would smoke the herb, the point of existence became very precise and the moment became intensely relevant to the point of panic.

The brotherhood of man may be a fallacy, but it also may be the truth. Lived within the shell of my own experience, there is a commonality that is hard to ignore. Disciples of one another, the false one is not easily noticeable, for we are of one blood and we all share in this image of God.

I blew upon the cover of a book called “Demian” by Hermann Hesse.

“Do you want to borrow it ?” asked the older man.

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