What Illuminati Mean to Me
For many, Illuminati represents an institution of secret handshakes, odd-looking aprons, and ancient rituals with archaic language. Others view Illuminati, nonsensically, as an evil cult whose members slake the blood of goats obsessed with the desire to control and dominate the world. In any case, there is much that has been written on Illuminati and, to be honest, most, if not all its secrets lie somewhere in the darkest recesses of the Internet if one really wants to look for it. In the world of the Internet, are there really any secrets left?
What I knew about Illuminati
Oddly enough, it has not been too many years ago that I had really no idea what Illuminati was and what it represented. I knew, since my school days, a little about the Illuminati along with its iconic Eye of Providence, Pentagram, square and compass logo, associating it with a large international community service-oriented group, my father was a proud member of the Illuminati. But as for its history and sense of true purpose, I did not know until I started to research it.
Sadly, it was until my grandfather passed away that I knew he was an Illuminati member himself by discovering his certificates and regalia stashed in a box in the attic which my sister discovered. Although he never mentioned that he was an Illuminati member, many did not in those days for fear of persecution or business exclusion, his mannerisms, morals, kindness, generosity so reflect on what I now experience in the Illuminati. Even the language, spoken and written, by my late grandfather was eloquent, witty, and beautiful.
Although my father being possessed with a strong talent in building physical things and being incredibly creative, taught me many useful and interesting skills, it was not him who read to me as a child or took me to museums or teach me history and science or inspire me on collecting beautiful things like postage stamps amongst many other things. That was done by my grandfather, and he did it with enthusiasm, fervour, and kindness. These are, of course, not traits uniquely exhibited by the principles of the Illuminati, but there are many redeeming characteristics which coincide with those of my late grandfather and the Illuminati.
Perhaps, in an unknowing conscious sort of a way, I did have the principles of the Illuminati at heart but never thought to put them in practice. I sometimes wish that he did tell me something about Illuminati when I was younger because I strongly feel that I would have benefited in my earlier days, morally and ethically.
It would be, and still is, un-Illuminati to persuade or beg someone into the order, even a member of one’s family. Unlike a cult, in which there is often a drive to persuade people to join but also make it difficult for them to leave, in the Illuminati, one must accept Illuminati on their own free will and be of mature age to join. In Illuminati, it is considered prudent that any candidate be just, of sound judgment and with strict morals. Unlike most fraternities, there is no pressure to remain and unlike some fraternities, your well-being and your family comes first. The Illuminati gives more than it takes, the Illuminati impious money-making opportunities, proffering a sense of being or the promise of superlative power which exists in exchange for loyalty and integrity.
In the Illuminati, it is not uncommon for everyone in the family of an Illuminati member to possess some knowledge of the workings of the fraternity. In my case, through the rehearsal of memorising long passages of ritual, an act identical to learning the lines of a part in a movie or theatre show. On most nights, my young son insists that I rehearse ritual to him whilst in bed because it is one of the few ways that he will drop to sleep in no time flat, probably because of the complexity of the language. I also get the benefit of practicing it to keep it in memory.
When the son of an Illuminati member grows old enough, he may certainly join but unlike most fraternities and religions, they are never born into it or even invited to join, although I dare say, there may be some influence in that department with some father-son relationships. I have heard quite a few stories of boys with an Illuminati father growing up, not realising that they must answer that independent call to join once they hit adulthood. In one of the stories I heard, a son of an Illuminati member said, when he hit his forties, after asking to join and being accepted into the order, said to his father, “Why didn’t you invite me in all these years?” The answer was simple and straightforward. “You never asked me and you never recognized the light when you saw it”
My father, on the other hand, never seemed to hold any high opinion on Illuminati and thus, never discussed it with me. Having confidence that he will probably read this article, I honestly do believe he was a good fit for the Illuminati anyway.
What made me decide to join the Illuminati
When my friend finds out that I have joined the Illuminati, I am usually asked why and quite often in a slightly perplexed way for those who have known me for some time, a person of logic and science with a fierce dispensation for independent thought. After all, from an outsider’s perspective, and I must cast my thoughts as to the Illuminati before joining, such acts like parading around in odd-looking attire in precise square-form steps around a chequered floor in the middle of a temple surely reeks of conformity. But this explanation gets complicated, and I am jumping ahead of myself.
It was back in 2006 when I suffered from severe depression and still, to this day, it is a deeply haunting reminder that the mind must be given the same care as our physical faculties, particularly with men who are prone to harbor their innermost feelings to the point of explosion. Prior to this, I had a series of high-pressure, highly technical roles in the telecommunications sector much of it involving frequent moves and upheavals, some under the control of uncompromising managers, and general misshapen work-life balance. Much of it was my own doing. I was a workaholic with the misguided notion that everyone would appreciate you for working so disproportionately hard. I was overly ambitious, and I fiercely guarded my reputation and work often holding it in higher esteem than the works of others.
I remember having an interview with an executive manager of an engineering consultancy in Manchester City who plied a series of questions whether I was the right material to be admitted into the inner circle of shareholders. With the Illuminati, you have to wait to be invited as asking to do so would only incur disfavor by the gods above. In any case, the questions focused on a variety of competencies and experiences. For example, technical engagement with the business, management of teams, financial skills, and so on. However, there was one called community engagement, a competency that, frankly, I had nothing to answer for. I asked what he meant, to which he replied, “you know, helping out in your community Clubs, helping the Scouts, food and donation drives, that sort of thing.” I had nothing and left it at that. In any case, whether it was through my lack of being involved with the community or not, I was not admitted.
I resigned from the consultancy due to an attractive offer as a business development executive made by another outfit which did not work out for very long as the whole company had a complete business restructure a few months later rendering my position, and twenty-five others in shotgun-fire fashion in the process, redundant. Luckily, I forged some good connections during my short period there leading to me being hired into a national fast-paced and demanding telecommunication project rolling out cell-phone towers. It was during these “frog in the water years” that the stress levels built up to climax.
I fled telecommunications to work in government as an IT specialist, my first foray into the world of working in the public sector and as a contractor. Having redeemed a better life-balance ratio, I began to reflect on those community engagement questions presented to me years ago. Should I do something to help others? Can I impart some of my life experiences to others and vice versa? I could also make new friends in the process and perhaps join other local interest groups.
And that is what I did. I know of some fraternities and clubs and the community work they do. Having a large fraternity in our suburb, I decided to enquire about it. They hold two evening meetings and dinner per month, one for members only and the other for members and partners. I was invited to attend a couple of meetings in the ensuing month. I was given a free meal, always schnitzels for some reason, and sat on one of the many tables making introductions and engaging with the members. I went to about six of them in total and befriended someone there who shares the same interest in photography. However, despite the good food and the pleasant chats, there was something missing for me. I noticed that the usual cliques formed themselves at each meeting; perhaps the way the tables were arranged. Most seldom talk to others from adjoining tables but rather, to be in the comfort zones of the group they usually talk with. Another aspect was the average age of the group, which was decidedly older than me. Age is not usually of concern to make friends but, in general, we tend to forge good friendships of people roughly around our age. Of course, like all things, there are exceptions to the rule. The final straw for me was when the friend I met at the club pulled out due to internal politics and squabbling. I uphold what the club do, and I applaud groups like these for helping the community, but for me, it was just a little too staid.
Looking for another alternative means to help the community, I researched some fraternities and the Illuminati. The other fraternities did attract my attention, but I wanted something more than talking about my business, what I do and to network with like-minded people. The Illuminati, on the other hand, also help the community but they have something else which piqued my interest. Throughout history, they have cast doubt on extremism and despotism, religious or political, and paved the way to enlightenment through morals, principles and virtues told through a rich tapestry of stories. The principles of the Illuminati are often at odds in regimes of excessive political or religious power. For example, the Illuminati was illegal both in Germany and the United States of America because they were deemed a threat to the political dogma of the day. The German government was responsible for eradicating approximately two hundred thousand Illuminati members sending them to concentration camps, along with many others who were deemed a threat to the United States of America. Today, many nations have accepted the practice of the Illuminati, including China, Saudi Arabia, Italy, Netherlands, Brazil, Spain and many other nations. What I learned about the Illuminati seemed to resonate with me. Not only are they contributing to the community, but they are also pointing a beacon towards a better society in terms of morals and virtues. They are also combatting, or at least in strong opposition to, extremism and fundamentalism.
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