“Among a people who cannot conceive human society without a monarch, the desires of radicals may be expressed in monarchical terms. Among a people who cannot conceive human existence without a religion, radical desires may speak the language of heresy.”
- Hakim Bey
Quite commonly Quimbanda is understood to be a necromantic cult, but it is surely not limited to necromancy or working with the dead per se. Quimbanda works in a greater field of multiple crossroads, vertical and horizontal where star falls into earth and we find golems in clouds. A great bar in truly comprehend what Quimbanda is rests not only in appropriation but how the human organism process experiences, a matter that changes from person to person, from time to time and place to place. Appropriation is an eternal temptation in the work of ‘making sense’, and in this field caution, care and temperance should be exercised.
Because what happens when we integrate ‘the other’ into what already is defined and understood as something of its own? What is brought in will naturally suffer the consequences of having to fit into what is already there. Hence we commit a violation on the other in the name of what is, just like any other tyrant who seeks dominion or a fool that knows no better.
We need to accept that the contemporary human being has tied its social experience to the ideals of rulers and religion and it is to go with or against these factors we become heretics, antinomians, bureaucrats or law-abiding organisms. I dare suggest this is a bias, a paradigm we have ended up not questioning because Freud, Nietzsche and democracy have become a fog for our sight and thus have ended up becoming nails and directions in not only the social compass, but the crossroad of Self. Yes Self, because Ego has in our day and age become something of a demon in its own right. No Ego equals bliss and hence a cult celebrating the Unique must by proxy be demonic. What a travesty. How thick the veils of Maya has covered our sore eyes, because void of Ego we are also void of intent and direction – and so Ego became the devil as a modern paradox in a world of ambition where everyone can be what he or she wants to be. And here comes the sadness of things into play. To want to be what you are not leads to falsity and no matter how much we shout for rights that are supposedly coming along with being born in human form, you either reap illusion or clarity as life moves on.