Last Rites: An Unbroken Circle

anubis_shore1

Having realised (see previous post) that the Shoreline project had come to an end, there was one final act I wished to perform to formally close the circle and mark the end of my two-and-half-year stint as Accursed Prophet of the Haunted Shoreline, or whatever it was exactly. It has taken longer than I anticipated for all the necessary conditions to be in place for these last rites, but they have at last been enacted, and I leave you now with the photographic evidence and some final thoughts.

This thing began in 2011, with the discovery of the flint ‘head of Anubis’, and as I have noted before this was a most appropriate symbolic initiation into the liminal world of the Shoreline. The theme of cyclic renewal has been a consistent one throughout, and I knew there was only one way to satisfactorily pay tribute to the Shoreline while respecting this principle. It was time for Anubis to go back to the Underworld. I took the flint head down to the water’s edge as the tide was coming in, and watched as the sea washed over it, knocking it onto its side before it disappeared, bobbing occasionally as I lingered, before finally I turned away and slowly walked home. I felt a sense of gratitude, but also of release.

anubis_shore2

Thank you to all readers for your attention, with particular gratitude to those fellow bloggers who have checked in here regularly, offering comments and encouragement – they know who they are. In the previous post, I mentioned a new project that has started to take shape, and I was flattered when a number of readers contacted me to ask for more details of this. It is not, however, a project that will be publicly documented, at least not in the form that the Shoreline has been, and it is unlikely to have an internet presence. In the meantime, this site’s ‘about’ page has been updated to reflect the fact that the project has now ended.

There are a couple of other things to mention before signing off. ‘Underworld Service’, the new album from old friend of the Shoreline, Andy Sharp aka English Heretic, is out soon, and among other delights it will contain a few minutes of a lengthy conversation that Andy and I recorded some time back. Other parts of that recording may see the light of the day in due course. And on September 13th,  if you’re anywhere near the East Sussex coast, come to Fort Process – a day of talks and music in the splendidly atmospheric surroundings of Newhaven Fort. Some big names of improv and avant-garde music (Peter Brötzmann, Steve Noble, John Butcher, Max Eastley and Thomas Köner, just for starters) will be playing, and there will also be talks – including one by your correspondent, in which I will cast an eye over the Haunted Shoreline, now that it has been brought to a kind of completion.

What was it all about? Were all those signs and portents, gleaned from flotsam and pebbles, of any actual consequence in the end? Or was it all just an exercise in playing with symbols and meanings – an amusing enough diversion but, in the end, a frivolous one?

As I mentioned once before, the project initially took shape in the aftermath of drastic emotional upheavals and the ending of a previous cycle of my muddled progress through this predicament we call the human condition. For me, it has had a significance that may not be immediately obvious from the sometimes tongue-in-cheek style in which I have documented it here. Events on the Shoreline, and the themes and concepts to which they have persistently alluded, have mirrored events in my day-to-day life to an uncanny degree, in ways in which I would not dream of writing about here.

Was there a final culmination to the alchemical quest – did I find the Philosopher’s Stone? Well, no, and I don’t think it works quite like that. But I have completed quite a voyage, and stand now on the threshold of a new venture, a new alchemical process. Having pursued these threads through some intuitive stratagem positioned at the shoreline of art and occult practice, I will say only that the Shoreline, the Haunted Shoreline, made a believer out of me.

Thanks, and goodbye. And if you want to dive back in, and let the current take you round once more, go here.

9 responses to “Last Rites: An Unbroken Circle

  1. Who knows where and when Anubis may wash up next? Perhaps another cycle of alchemico-surrealist wonder may commence for a new initiate . Enjoy the new project in whatever form it will be experienced and expressed and journey well. We have certainly enjoyed travelling through the cycle of the Shoreline.

    All the best.

    (BTW Fort Process looks brilliant!)

  2. and no doubt Anubis will wash up again to prompt and guide another seeker to delve into the alchemical underworld/ innerworld cycle

    The thoughts “swift as hounds” that devour us like Acteon, with logic and reason, until we are in pieces like the body of Osiris after being washed ashore from the sea, then restored and embalmed by the faithful Anubis, to join the Imperishable Ones

    Thanks for sharing your journey, HS

  3. Thanks folks, the kind words are much appreciated.

    I have no idea why, but a high percentage of the regular readership of this blog seems to have been in Scotland, so maybe Anubis is headed there next. Should he wash up on a beach near you, you might want to think carefully before taking him home – it’s quite a commitment, it turns out.

  4. I will miss you and your haunted and haunting thoughts.

    I go to the beach nearly every Saturday, and though I am far away in Southern California, I shall make it a point to watch out for Anubis, rolling amidst the sparkling sand, curling shells and webbed footprints.

    Farewell!

    • Thanks Aubrey. I’ve just seen your most recent post – congratulations on having some of your work accepted, it fully deserves that wider audience, and long may your writing flourish. All the very best, HS

  5. Pingback: A Coded Coda: Words Made Flesh | The Haunted Shoreline

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s