
21/10/2024
WARNING LONG POST. I honestly can't recommend this book enough, and you don't even have to be an Orthodox Christian in order to appreciate it. In fact, I think Americans should read it through the lens that British society has had a profound influence on American society via British Common Law, British Protestantism, and the British strain of the Enlightenment, which has developed into a hyper materialistic/atheistic framework that's been championed and glorified by such notable British atheists as David Hume, Betrand Russel, Richard Dawkins, and Christopher Hitchens (which has also inevitably bled into American society).
Yet British atheists have always been the "Middle Management" of the British Elite (and many would argue that they're actually knowing and willful pawns to the real elite). The real elite of British society (which includes massive swaths of their nobility and political classes) have been neck-deep into the Occult for centuries (e.g. Freemasonry, Kabbalah, Hermeticism, Thelema, The Hellfire Club, Rosicrucianism, etc.). Unsurprisingly, when tracing whose financing and supporting such global movements as the "Great Reset" and "Build Back Better" movements, many of these Occultic groups are also neck-deep in them, and that's not a coincidence.
Now, are we just dealing with a bunch of rich old coots running around in a forest with their trousers on their heads? Read this book if you want to know the answer, because the author Dionysios Farasiotis pulls back the veil and reveals a world that atheists tell you doesn't exact, but which is in fact very real, and for me personally, reading it was like watching a trainwreck slowly unfold. I knew exactly how it was going to end, and you can't help but roll your eyes and want to smack Dionysios for making so many stupid decisions, but in the end, I can only judge him so much because my own path to Orthodoxy somewhat mirrored his (although I never had his interest in Occultic magic or "white light" witchcraft).
I was raised Roman Catholic and had a very negative experience with Christianity growing up because the Dallas Diocese (which my church was ruled by) had protected numerous pedophiles in its jurisdiction, including one (quite possibly two) at my own church (one priest was defrocked, while the other had allegations of sexual misconduct while teaching at a private school in Arkansas that still remain in limbo).
From there it was out of the frying pan and into the fire. I went to a college that was nominally Presbyterian, but I fell under the influence of a theology professor who taught there that was part of the "Jesus Seminar." They were a hyper-revisionist school of thought that viewed the entire New Testament as basically a work of fraud, and they had appointed themselves the arbiters of finding "the real historical Jesus" and tossing out whatever parts of the Scriptures they didn't agree with (and of course that meant almost all of it).
This professor was later caught in numerous sexual scandals with several student and was run off campus with his tail tucked between his legs, but the damage was still done. With the "one-two punch" of both my Roman Catholic upbringing as well as my college experience, I would actually have classified myself as an enemy of Christianity throughout most of my 20s and 30s. But I nonetheless had a mystical, spiritual side to me, and I knew that atheism was nonsense, so I instead turned to Gnosticism.
I took it very, very seriously and invested nearly two decades of training and study into it, with a strong emphasis in Hermeticism, Platonism, Stoicism, and Vedic Theosophy. When I started becoming interested in Orthodoxy (and yet wouldn't fully commit because of my ego and long-standing investment into Gnosticism), The Holy Spirit decided to give me exactly what I wanted through what can only be called a "Divine Chastisement."
What I found startling about this book is how similar many of Dionysios's experiences where with my own. He's in an Ashram in India under the strict instruction of a Hindu yogi and he starts having intense visions of the Greek god Hermes. Does that sound crazy? For an ex-Hermeticist, it didn't sound crazy at all. The central prophet/messiah/avatar to Hermeticism is Hermes Trismegistus (Hermes the thrice-blessed, which was a synchronized deity of both the Greek god Hermes and the Egyptian God Thoth).
I had similar visions of this entity during my own meditations, and just like with Dionysios, those vision were accompanied with an intense magnetic draw to the Hindu god Shiva (who gave yoga to humanity and is perceived as the father of all yogis). I had the exact same experiences with Shiva, and when Dionysios tells his yogi about these meditative encounters and visions, his yogi immediately responds that he's on the brink of a "Kundalini Awakening."
Been there. Done that. Bought the t-shirt. 0 out of 10 would not recommend. At all. I got so good at my Hermetic mediations that I had a "breakthrough" and was "gifted" with my own "Kundalin Awakening," and oh wasn't I just hot stuff. I was so proud of myself. I had accomplished in a couple of decades what many Eastern practitioners spend their entire lives chasing and never attain or experience (this awakening is the goal of all Eastern yoga practices).
The veil dropped and over the next couple of years I was witness to paranormal/supernatural phenomenon that made me even more convinced I was an "Ascended Master" (snort, chuckle, barf), and yet again, Dionysios also had very similar experiences. But this all ended with a powerful backhand from The Holy Spirit (the greatest thing that's ever happened to me), and then the stark, black-and-white revelation to me of both the Divine and the Demonic Worlds.
Are you a yoga practitioner that one day also wishes to have a Kundalini Awakening? Well here's the reality of the entities hiding behind the facade of pseudo-enlightenment - imagine getting woken up in the middle of the night being choked-out by black entities hovering above you, your bed shaking violently, the box fan on your cabinet being repeatedly thrown to the ground, the sounds of claw marks scratching on the wall, and the most creepy of all, something pulling and playing with your hair. That's what you're actually tangling with, Champ.
This took place over several months and can only be called a Spiritual Purgative, which also included really committing myself to the Orthodox Faith as well as confessing my involvement with Gnosticism and the Occult (and the absolute FUBAR it unleashed upon me) to an Orthodox Priest.
At this point our society is absolutely drowning in Gnostic and Occultic practices, and you should take both Dionysios's experience and my own as a warning. Yet that backhand from The Holy Spirit also became the starting point for how I will live my life from this point forward until the day that I die, and I understand exactly what Christ was talking about when he told Nicodemus that to enter the Kingdom of Heaven you must be born again. That's what that backhand did, it fundamentally transformed me and gave me a new lease on life (despite my devotion to Gnosticism I was spiritually dead before that encounter), and it also showed, beyond a shadow of a doubt, that The Holy Trinity is quite real and that demonic forces are both terrified and subservient to it.
Finally, this book provides an excellent account of Elder Paisios, now Saint Paisios, who is one of the most revered and respected Saints in modern Orthodoxy (and in reading Dionysios's interactions with him, it's not hard to see why). Had I been lucky like Dionysios and had the chance to interact with an ascetic of his caliber in my 20s, I probably would have become an Orthodox Priest, if not a monk. Alas, at 43 I don't think that's in the cards. However, this book has convinced me to start saving money in order to do a pilgrimage to Mount Athos, which is one of the holiest sites in Orthodox Christianity, and when you read the interactions between Dionysios and the various monks he seeks wisdom and advice from, it's not hard to see why. Some of them have attained such an integrated union with the Godhead that the presence of The Holy Spirit is quite tangible and palpable whenever you're in their presence, and it something I hope to experience myself.
This powerful memoir tells the story of a Greek youth who, out of a desire to know the truth empirically, began to experiment in yoga, hypnotism, and various occult techniques. Eventually drawn back to the Faith of his forefathers Orthodox Christianity he visited the ancient monastic republic of ...