Who is Zed Aliz Zed

[FiddlesTheFrog]

Hello, my name is Angus, I'm a shop owner, and I have a shop which is also my house (and my own country). I live in Nevada, out in the country. I'd rather not say what city I live near.

Anyways, there has been a question that's been bugging me since I first came to this site. Who is the Zed Aliz Zed? Is it a deity? Is it related to Alice from Alice in Wonderland? There are numerous references to Alice in Wonderland on this site, and I would like to know what Alice in Wonderland has to do with this movement that I think is a religion.

[Nazheek]

Its not a religion, more of a philosophy. People here believe what they want.

Zedalizzed is a reference to Alice, yes. Which I find quite funny, in that the site is described as a "rabbit hole"

[Redbeck]

Warm greetings and welcome to the Oracle Forum community Angus alias FiddlesTheFrog, a fine nom de plume if ever there was. Thank you for your question, in some ways I feel that Zed Aliz Zed has a stronger connection with Kenneth Grahame's, The Wind in the Willows, Chapter 7 The Piper at the Gates of Dawn.



An excerpt beneath:-

'A wide half-circle of foam and glinting lights and shining shoulders of green water, the great weir closed the backwater from bank to bank, troubled all the quiet surface with twirling eddies and floating foam-streaks, and deadened all other sounds with its solemn and soothing rumble. In midmost of the stream, embraced in the weir's shimmering arm-spread, a small island lay anchored, fringed close with willow and silver birch and alder. Reserved, shy, but full of significance, it hid whatever it might hold behind a veil, keeping it till the hour should come, and, with the hour, those who were called and chosen.

Slowly, but with no doubt or hesitation whatever, and in something of a solemn expectancy, the two animals passed through the broken, tumultuous water and moored their boat at the flowery margin of the island. In silence they landed, and pushed through the blossom and scented herbage and undergrowth that led up to the level ground, till they stood on a little lawn of a marvellous green, set round with Nature's own orchard-trees—crab-apple, wild cherry, and sloe.

"This is the place of my song-dream, the place the music played to me," whispered the Rat, as if in a trance. "Here, in this holy place, here if anywhere, surely we shall find Him!"

Then suddenly the Mole felt a great Awe fall upon him, an awe that turned his muscles to water, bowed his head, and rooted his feet to the ground. It was no panic terror—indeed he felt wonderfully at peace and happy—but it was an awe that smote and held him and, without seeing, he knew it could only mean that some august Presence was very, very near. With difficulty he turned to look for his friend, and saw him at his side, cowed, stricken, and trembling violently. And still there was utter silence in the populous bird-haunted branches around them; and still the light grew and grew.

Perhaps he would never have dared to raise his eyes, but that, though the piping was now hushed, the call and the summons seemed still dominant and imperious. He might not refuse, were Death himself waiting to strike him instantly, once he had looked with mortal eye on things rightly kept hidden. Trembling he obeyed, and raised his humble head; and then, in that utter clearness of the imminent dawn, while Nature, flushed with fulness of incredible colour, seemed to hold her breath for the event, he looked in the very eyes of the Friend and Helper; saw the backward sweep of the curved horns, gleaming in the growing daylight; saw the stern, hooked nose between the kindly eyes that were looking down on them humorously, while the bearded mouth broke into a half-smile at the corners; saw the rippling muscles on the arm that lay across the broad chest, the long supple hand still holding the pan-pipes only just fallen away from the parted lips; saw the splendid curves of the shaggy limbs disposed in majestic ease on the sward; saw, last of all, nestling between his very hooves, sleeping soundly in entire peace and contentment, the little, round, podgy, childish form of the baby otter. All this he saw, for one moment breathless and intense, vivid on the morning sky; and still, as he looked, he lived; and still, as he lived, he wondered.

"Rat!" he found breath to whisper, shaking. "Are you afraid?"

"Afraid?" murmured the Rat, his eyes shining with unutterable love. "Afraid! Of Him? O, never, never! And yet—and yet—O, Mole, I am afraid!"

Then the two animals, crouching to the earth, bowed their heads and did worship.

Sudden and magnificent, the sun's broad golden disc showed itself over the horizon facing them; and the first rays, shooting across the level water-meadows, took the animals full in the eyes and dazzled them. When they were able to look once more, the Vision had vanished, and the air was full of the carol of birds that hailed the dawn.'

And an excerpt from a poem entitled, Zed Aliz Zed The Half-Phoenix, Half-Human Life-God


He!

He who is there when there is no one.

He! Who is there when I’m overwhelmed.

Promising bliss after the fall,

encouraging the desperation that will take me there.

He who is called God by those who believe,

He who is called nature by those more like me.

But the nature of thoughts,

the nature of humans,

follows a pattern.

So worship your God, but you’re worshiping me,

worshiping yourselves.

And while you’re worshiping me,

He’s watching me,

waiting for the next valley to come.

So that He can cover me with His blankets,

and play the old “I told you so!”

[Lannix]

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[Nazheek]

I just assumed Zed Aliz Zed meant God, like the a's and z's meaning the alpha and the omega.

"I am the Alef and the Tav, the First and the Last, the Beginning and the End."

[packajos000]

[RevolutionFox]

He!

He who is there when there is no one.

He! Who is there when I’m overwhelmed.

Promising bliss after the fall,

encouraging the desperation that will take me there.

He who is called God by those who believe,

He who is called nature by those more like me.

But the nature of thoughts,

the nature of humans,

follows a pattern.

So worship your God, but you’re worshiping me,

worshiping yourselves.

And while you’re worshiping me,

He’s watching me,

waiting for the next valley to come.

So that He can cover me with His blankets,

and play the old “I told you so!”

".dab ro doog si * * * * fi worommot em ksa oS"

If you are irritated by every rub,
? dehsilop eb uoy lliw woH

[Redbeck]

Welcome and warm greetings to you RevolutionFox from myself and the Oracle Forum community. Redbeck

Thank you for your contribution RevolutionFox, Urban dictionary or a Blackpool Pier production of Aladdin?

Cultural roots behind the Genie of the Lamp

Genies (also named jinn or genii) are spirits according to the cultures of the Middle East and Africa. The term genie was evolved from the Arabic word jinni, which referred to an evil spirit that could take the shape of an animal or person. It could be found in every kind of nonliving thing, even air and fire.

Jinn or djinn are supernatural creatures that appear in both Islamic mythology and pre-Islamic Arabian mythology. They occur frequently in the Quran (the 72nd sura is titled Surat al-Jinn) along with other Islamic texts and inhabit an unseen world in dimensions beyond the visible universe of humans. The Quran describes the jinn as made of a smokeless and "scorching fire", yet are also physical in nature, with the ability to interfere physically with people and objects and likewise be acted upon. The jinn, humans and angels are said to consttitute the three sapient creations of God.

The concept of binding genies or jinn to household objects derives from medieval Islamic folklore surrounding King Solomon of Israel.

King Solomon used a magic ring to control djinn and protect him from them. The ring was set with a gem, probably a diamond, that had a living force of its own. With the ring, Solomon branded the necks of the djinn as his slaves.

One story tells of a jealous djinn (on occasion identified as Asmodeus) who stole the ring while Solomon bathed in the river Jordan. The djinn seated himself on Solomon's throne in his palace and then reigned over his kingdom, forcing Solomon to become a wanderer. God compelled the djinn to throw the ring into the sea. Solomon retrieved it and punished the djinn by imprisoning him in a bottle.

[Whiterabbit]

God of numbers and languages, he explains this to the young goddess Isis.

[Vaikuntha]

Jai Shri Krishna, Govindam adi-purusham tam aham bhajami

[Hand of Glory]

For me it was the rythmic cycle.

The Death
The Life
The Death.

[Helios]

So currently I’m white rabbiting all over the place, I mean I’m brain fucking our entire beliefs here for hours straight. Obsessive almost but that’s just the nature. I don’t wanna ruin the fun of figuring out the whole puzzle, I respect that I must learn it all when I’m ready. But I would like some guidance

[Helios]

Are all of you remembering to pray for the panic of covid19 rn? Or do you forget to be thankful

[BeN1]

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[Helios]

Exactly in a sense. Yes your prayers are heard but you must pray and love every being on the world as if it was yourself, the world and it’s consciousness is just a being learning to love ourselves