I won’t tease…
answer to your first question - the mundane is beautiful. The current mundane is revolting. You ever watch tv? I can't, the commercials fuck me up.
Nope, we got rid of ours last year, never watched it much. That’s just a superficial gloss, I know more people who don’t participate than do.
I guess I’ll play a devil’s advocate role and say that the same mundane desire for media, interconnectedness is how we’re having this conversation - the internet was never meant to become what it has, even the famous early predictions about the world not needing many computers, Bill Gates saying he didn’t think the internet would take off… the river of dross carries nuggets of gold.
The people I know who do like that kind of thing usually treat it as escapism, because they feel disempowered when it comes to changing their lives - an evaluation that’s basically correct, given thewir frame of reference, which doesn’t have magick in at all as a possibility.
I don’t think you can blame a desperate person for stealing a loaf of bread, and I’m reluctant to blame desperate people for fiding whatever shoddy escapism they can., since they don’t (yet) know the worlds that await them.
answer to second question - the mundane doesn't necessarily ascend sorry for not clarifying this. Rather, the awareness ascends to a fuller response capability.
I’ve been through the shocking (but amusing) realisation that as the god of my own creation, I’ve also got a hand (more likely, a shadow subconscious part) in everything in the world, so when I hate something, despise something, I do also tend to find strength in owning a part of that for myself.
What ascends? What descends? What sees, thinks, feels, judges one thing good and another unwortthy? It’s a great maze to explore.
response to third question - are happy meals and cheap Chinese plastic trash toys "fallen and impure"?
No, they represent the divine aspirations of generations of people who’ve wanted not to be starved, to have their children saved from hard labour on farms, mills, mines, able to afford toys even though they’re far from rich… take a 12th century serf who’s seen more than half his family die before the age of 4, and who’s the property of the Lord of his manor, and try to tell him that overly calorific meals for kids, and imported toys from halfway round the planet, are wrong.
Everything is a matter of perspective.
Imagine that through the continuum of the persist thought streams, there are points where ends appear temporarily but at some point, often sprout into further expanding extensions. These are called conclusion pools. Why chill in the shallow overly chlorinated piss diluted public pools when you can surf conclusionless streams of living gods?
Oh I do that already, no worries there.
I just see them as a continuum, not a thing apart.