“The Cremation of Care is an annual ritual production written, produced, and performed by and for members of the Bohemian Club and staged at the Bohemian Grove near Monte Rio, California at a small artificial lake amid a private old-growth grove of Redwood trees.
“The dramatic performance is presented on the first night of the annual encampment as an allegorical banishing of worldly cares for the club members and “to present symbolically the salvation of the trees by the club”, but the secretive nature of the Bohemians and the political power of some of its members have been criticized.”1
With this being the 139th* Anniversary of the “Cremation of Care” ritual (and the 142nd Anniversary of the founding of Bohemian Grove), it seems rather congruous that 2020 should mark so dramatically the cremation of care for human rights, freedoms, hopes, feelings, and dreams of the masses by the Powers-that-be who control the (small p) powers — the power-elites, the pelites — that gather so religiously in Bohemian Grove to cremate their cares. So what should we expect after 139 years?
Do the pelites care about your job, your business, your rights and freedoms, your hopes and dreams, your physical health, your mental health, your security, your family? By all their recent actions, their deliberate lies and obfuscations, their inhumane demands, rules, and laws, they seem to have cremated their souls and their humanity along with care, BUT WE THE PEOPLE have not (at least not yet). So what are we to do?
WE are to “cry aloud and spare not”2 in exposing their lies and crimes, in calling them to account, AND most importantly, in loving and praying for them — that they will awaken to a sense of THEIR awful situation before it is too late.
Their inventions,3 corporations, foundations, NGOs, etc., etc. that have oft blessed this world in so many ways, have been corrupted co-opted, and channeled into destructive agendas of domination and WO. Nevertheless, thousands of pelites have been caught up in things they wish they could escape from, but do not know how. Others may be past the point of no-return, BUT for those who are not, here is a word of hope. Take courage. Reject the boondoogle4 of inverted purpose. Know / believe:
If we fear:
▪ losing status — losing status is not the end
▪ losing reputation is not the end
▪ losing one’s home is not the end
▪ losing a job …
▪ losing family …
▪ losing friends …
▪ losing health …
▪ losing freedom …
▪ even losing faith …
is not the end.
Yes, all these and more, may feel like the end, but billions throughout history witness otherwise. Most times, life has gone on. And even if your greatest fear is death, even death is not the end. Just ask the rich man petitioning for Lazarus’ help.5
Therefore, let US not give up caring — especially for those who have, whether high or low, whether pelites or puppets, whether rich or poor. Let us care enough about human rights and freedoms for all, that even the threat of death is no deterrent to courage and action.
1. https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cremation_of_Care (Wiki footnotes omitted.)
* (Can we hear the numerologists? https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Numerology)
2. Old Testament | Isaiah 58:1 ~ CRY aloud, spare not, lift up thy voice like a trumpet, and shew my people their transgression, and the house of Jacob their sins.
Doctrine and Covenants | Section 33:9-10 ~ Yea, open your mouths and spare not, and you shall be laden with sheaves upon your backs, for lo, I am with you. Yea, open your mouths and they shall be filled, saying: Repent, repent, and prepare ye the way of the Lord, and make his paths straight; for the kingdom of heaven is at hand;
3. (sometimes stolen)
5. NOTE: How does “care” apply to this story of the rich man and Lazarus? At some point in God’s plan, Mercy (caring) must give way to Justice. But that is God’s call, not ours. So yes, some things do end, but they are things, circumstances, events, and the like, but as far as we know, the soul endures forever.
New Testament | Luke 16:19–31
19 There was a certain rich man, which was clothed in purple and fine linen, and fared sumptuously every day:
20 And there was a certain beggar named Lazarus, which was laid at his gate, full of sores,
21 And desiring to be fed with the crumbs which fell from the rich man’s table: moreover the dogs came and licked his sores.
22 And it came to pass, that the beggar died, and was carried by the angels into Abraham’s bosom: the rich man also died, and was buried;
23 And in hell he lift up his eyes, being in torments, and seeth Abraham afar off, and Lazarus in his bosom.
24 And he cried and said, Father Abraham, have mercy on me, and send Lazarus, that he may dip the tip of his finger in water, and cool my tongue; for I am tormented in this flame.
25 But Abraham said, Son, remember that thou in thy lifetime receivedst thy good things, and likewise Lazarus evil things: but now he is comforted, and thou art tormented.
26 And beside all this, between us and you there is a great gulf fixed: so that they which would pass from hence to you cannot; neither can they pass to us, that would come from thence.
27 Then he said, I pray thee therefore, father, that thou wouldest send him to my father’s house:
28 For I have five brethren; that he may testify unto them, lest they also come into this place of torment.
29 Abraham saith unto him, They have Moses and the prophets; let them hear them.
30 And he said, Nay, father Abraham: but if one went unto them from the dead, they will repent.
31 And he said unto him, If they hear not Moses and the prophets, neither will they be persuaded, though one rose from the dead.