The Mythic Structure of Time – Cycles, ages, prophecies, and eschatology.
Not realizing that we live in an epic story, we live in a mythological magical miraculous enchanted world. That we have a place in sacred time
“The Kingdom of Ordinary Time”
Cycles, Ages
Each age has its own theme and character Each age can be a totally new “world”
Prophesies
Prophesies occur to be fulfilled
They are whispers and echos of what must happen and will happen….
Prophets are those who tap into something and express it…
Eschatology
The study of the end times, the end of time. The end of the Age.
Chronos & Kairos: Linear Time & Mythic Time
Chronos vs. Kairos
Chronos (χρόνος): Chronos is measured time, the ticking of the clock, the sequence of seconds, hours, days. It is quantitative, linear, and external. It is the time of the body, of calendars and schedules—the domain of mortality and decay. This is the realm of “before and after,” of history and mechanism. In Greek, Chronos is also mythologized as an old, devouring god—the one who eats his children.
Kairos (καιρός): Kairos is qualitative time, the appointed moment, the sacred opportunity. It is not measured by a clock but by ripeness, presence, and divine alignment. It is the time of ritual, initiation, and revelation—the moment when the veil parts and something eternal touches the now. It is the time of the prophet, the poet, the magician, and the lover. Kairos is the fullness of time, when heaven meets earth.
In the modern world we are trapped in Chronos, in decay, desacralization, and spiritual decline—the loss of mythic consciousness. To act in Kairos is to transcend the historical flux, and align with the eternal order, the solar tradition, the imperishable realm of being.
To arrive where we started. And know the place for the first time.
We shall not cease from exploration And the end of all our exploring Will be to arrive where we started And know the place for the first time. Through the unknown, remembered gate When the last of earth left to discover Is that which was the beginning; At the source of the longest river The voice of the hidden waterfall And the children in the apple-tree Not known, because not looked for But heard, half-heard, in the stillness Between two waves of the sea. Quick now, here, now, always— A condition of complete simplicity (Costing not less than everything) And all shall be well and All manner of thing shall be well When the tongues of flame are in-folded Into the crowned knot of fire And the fire and the rose are one. - T.S. Eliot