The Fortress of the High Powers
A retelling of a key episode from The Lantern Bearers - here on YouTube - followed by a short talk on sacred kingship, which is in essence what this Secret Fire project is about, both on this site and on YouTube.
The image above, according to the Ecosia search engine, is an ‘Arthurian Flag.’ Even though The Lantern Bearers is largely a pre-Arthurian story, I can easily imagine such a flag flying over Ambrosius’s ‘Fortress of the High Powers.’ I can imagine it over public buddings in this country - and elsewhere too - in the future as well.
I was thinking about this symbol earlier today on a family trip to Bangor, Gwynedd. The children were playing in the ‘Bible Gardens’, which lie just below the city’s cathedral. The building, as far as I could tell from where I was standing, was closed, which has often been the case since Covid began. I tried to visualise what it might be like if it was open and Eucharistic Adoration was taking place inside with people kneeling in prayer before the Blessed Sacrament or sitting in silent, contemplative prayer. The flag of Wales was flying on top of the tower with a purple and white commemorative flag for the Queen’s jubilee alongside it. I imagined two different flags there - the Arthurian banner depicted above and, next to it, a standard of some kind representing a restored Christian Roman Empire. A bit like this maybe? (From the Alternate History Wiki site)
What would such a world be like where images like these were seen as not only appropriate but also necessary and essential for cathedrals, seats of government, town halls, etc? What kind of transformations would have to take place to get to there from where we are now? Who would be the winners under such a dispensation and who the losers? Or would ‘winning’ and ‘losing’ have no more meaning? What exactly was I contemplating? What was I evoking and potentially bringing into actuality through my imagination? A Yeatsian ‘rough beast’ or some Omega Point where past and future come together after the false binaries and rationalistic delusions of modernity have collapsed in the face of their boundless contradictions and inherent reality? What was I looking at? A fast-approaching Heideggerian restoration of Being or the projection of my own desires and fantasies?
Could there be other, alternative transformative possibilities? Or is the Anti-Christ, as Paul Kingsnorth renames the myth of Progress here, simply unstoppable now?
I held the vision in my mind for seven long breaths in and out. It felt like a foreshadowing of the future for sure. It felt congruent and truthful. Then again, being the kind of man that I am, I suppose that it would.
What’s your take?
Thanks and all the best as always,