Motto - A Being unto Thyself
Pronounciation - oo-roh-BOH-roh-sism
Soundtracks - play in a new window
Behold him in his glorious joy:
Obsidian coils glist’ning against
The darkness of the Void
Where he frolics.
His mighty sinewy trunk
On the loom
Behold him in his cunning
When he draws his black body erect,
His lush velvet shadow
Languidly caressing your spine.
His eyes like dark and distant flames
Scorch what he sees
With a cold fire.
Behold him in his golden splendour
When he has shed his old skin
And become wise.
When he towers over you now
The fire in his eyes
Illuminates what is
With wry, loving
Uroborosism is the Worship of Creativity and Inspiration in its Primal form,
along with the Individual and his Work.
It is an Individualist Religion with Bullet Points.
This Religion is half-serious than a complete-joke.
This Religion is a modern continuation of the Uroboros cult.
God as an Artistic interpretation and longing can be used for
Humour, Pathos, Catharsis or any other tingeing of Emotion.
Jesus weeps when you hit a child.
The Dialectic in the Heart with Faith or Any lack thereof
is up to the Individual.
- Hero for Courageous deeds.
- Angel for Social and Artistic deeds.
- Noble for someone who facilitates the economy
- Genius for Inventors and Creators.
- Saint for Philosophers par excellence.
(The above are gender neutral terms)
- Remembrance of Individuals who struggled and produced great
creative things despite NAYSAYERS.
Solitude, with or without rugs.
* Sobriety is encouraged.
In temples one may Pray for the Strength of the Enemy,
so that one can have great Pride in defeating.
- Eternal Return
- Radical Constructivism
- Work as gift and joy
- Virtues over Desires
- To use Uroborosian in plural forms.
- Work well done.
- False Leaders and their followers.
- False Victims
- As dictated by the Heart and the organs.
The Muses – Clio, Thalia, Erato, Euterpe, Polyhymnia, Calliope,
Terpsichore, Urania, Melpomene.
Sun, Moon, Sky and Earth
- Thou shall try to be a prime number
- Decimal over hexadecimal
- Worms, Dogs, Vultures, Flies feasting on your dead body and
ridicule if you are any good.
- Autobiographies of <your-favorite-person>
I was sitting, writing at my text-book; but the work did not progress;
my thoughts were elsewhere. I turned my chair to the fire and dozed.
Again the atoms were gamboling before my eyes. This time the smaller
groups kept modestly in the background. My mental eye, rendered
more acute by the repeated visions of the kind, could now distinguish
larger structures of manifold conformation: long rows, sometimes
more closely fitted together; all twining and twisting in snake-like
motion. But look! What was that? One of the snakes had seized hold
of its own tail, and the form whirled mockingly before my eyes. As
if by a flash of lightning I awoke; and this time also I spent the
rest of the night in working out the consequences of the hypothesis.
- August Kekulé
I don’t like ass kissers, flag wavers or team players.
I like people who buck the system. Individualists.
I often warn people: “Somewhere along the way, someone is going to tell you,
‘There is no “I” in team.’ What you should tell them is,
‘Maybe not. But there is an “I” in independence, individuality and integrity.’”
- George Carlin