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| Message at a bus stop. PHOTO BY SI |
This morning, I experienced a sickening thought about the reality of our great planet and humxnkind. In short, humxnkind is fucked. We don't seem to want to evolve and some of us are devolving to blood-thirsty cannibals gnawing at the dry, brittle remnants of lost innocence.
In the world I see before me, cruelty and the destruction of life abound. It was a fairytale to believe that good will prevail but when I look more closely at "the good", I see maliciousness in its glint, exposing me to the hellish underbelly of all our polished and morally-upright cultures and societies. You see, behind every mask, there is another fake one, and then another until Truth can be hidden no more. Truth of their deception. Truth of their vile behaviours. Truth of how they control all the ticking clocks that tell people and animals and any other life force that their time is up. Time is up, and here, we've devised a particularly sadistic method of ridding the world of You.
I felt hopeless in the face of this realization that nothing is ever what it seems. Everything can be turned upside topsy turvy down. And with this force, people do the State's bidding. Let's send Frankie to war to kill off more innocent Iraqi women and children. Sure. Let's pound the shit out of this fat pink fleshy thing before we eviscerate it. Let's bungle up inquiries of MMIWG2S because their lives never mattered in our 150-year-old colonizer-settler agenda. I freeze in my tracks shocked by the indifferent and hostile narratives that they've taken the liberty of weaving because the dead have no voice. I hear more...
Let's not give any credence to the laughably terrified womxn and their children who are stalked out of their minds before they too meet a wretched end. They'll always schedule things to ensure "it was too late", and "nothing could be done", So, now we have more bodies floating like magical sparkly stars reflected in the water - these stars have found their exit, to what kind of beyond, I have no clue, but I hope it's a beyond that's far more different than the one they were just betrayed in.
The countless wars - the ones that continue to ravage and render poor brown boys and girls collateral damage. You see, it's a form of population control. How many can they get rid of in a single year? A single month? A single week? A single day? You see, if they bomb the blithereens out of those monkeys, whatever remnants are left of their offspring will grow up more fucked than ever because their people don't exist. They took care of violently erasing the vestiges of history, artifact, architecture, and civilization. Meanwhile, the very leaders who condemn so-called terrorist attacks in their haloed territories give the OK to bomb more innocents of civilizations that will suffer through generations of trauma and fear.
Is the world really this horrendous, this mucky, this immoveable, and unchangeable? Well, no, because no matter our resistance and stubborness, humxn consciousness will and must evolve, and is envolving even when we struggle to live staunchly according to the dictates of tradition, custom, ritual, history. Yet, in the seemingly high tides of frantic despair as we cling onto buoys that were ill-constructed, and therefore, sinking into the netherworld of an ocean deep where we might stop knowing ourselves, our salvation lies ahead of us.
But first, we must sink this ship. The ship of doom and gloom, the ship that carries our dark underworldly thoughts and manifestations. If we wish to harm ourselves or harm another or others, then we must be open to a higher power stopping us in our tracks and help us recognize and be fully cognizant of the implications and consequences if we gave such behaviours the green light to spread their wrath helter skelter. It is only through deep, abiding self-reflection, meditation, and perhaps some humble offering of service to community that may pave the way for a holistic-spiritual awakening. An awakening that grounds us and centers us in the realm of all that is good, all that is just, all that is life-affirming.
I especially wish this for all the folks battling with an overarching criminal mindset. Although my blog post here may have started with negative commentary about the state of our world, I have faith and a strong belief in the power of each of our consciousness to help us relinquish those cyclical toxic traps that we thought were our happy places but really they're just learned behaviours that sabotage our best efforts to heal and to rediscover the love sitting within us snce birth, since time immemorial.
World, the healing has already begun, and I'm sending out a heartfelt plea to everyone to do their part. Get close to yourselves. Understand your demons. Challenge the desire to cause pain. Why pain? What is that worthless "it" inside you? Why give it so much power? You need to realize that real power doesn't feel like that.
Real power is Love. Nothing can beat it. Not even the most wildest rage inside the breast of a killer. In time, the power of Love will take effect once the Higher Power - which is our collective inter- and intra-species consciousness, offers this killer the chance to change the course of his/her/their life. In time, he/she/they'll discover the incredible gift of a heart that was given to him/her/them, and he/she/they will then perhaps move in a different direction - seeking redemption, sensing remorse - away from the pain they've always known.
Our world deserves better. Ask yourself, what will it take? I think we all know the answer.
Love. It's an action.
Is the world really this horrendous, this mucky, this immoveable, and unchangeable? Well, no, because no matter our resistance and stubborness, humxn consciousness will and must evolve, and is envolving even when we struggle to live staunchly according to the dictates of tradition, custom, ritual, history. Yet, in the seemingly high tides of frantic despair as we cling onto buoys that were ill-constructed, and therefore, sinking into the netherworld of an ocean deep where we might stop knowing ourselves, our salvation lies ahead of us.
But first, we must sink this ship. The ship of doom and gloom, the ship that carries our dark underworldly thoughts and manifestations. If we wish to harm ourselves or harm another or others, then we must be open to a higher power stopping us in our tracks and help us recognize and be fully cognizant of the implications and consequences if we gave such behaviours the green light to spread their wrath helter skelter. It is only through deep, abiding self-reflection, meditation, and perhaps some humble offering of service to community that may pave the way for a holistic-spiritual awakening. An awakening that grounds us and centers us in the realm of all that is good, all that is just, all that is life-affirming.
I especially wish this for all the folks battling with an overarching criminal mindset. Although my blog post here may have started with negative commentary about the state of our world, I have faith and a strong belief in the power of each of our consciousness to help us relinquish those cyclical toxic traps that we thought were our happy places but really they're just learned behaviours that sabotage our best efforts to heal and to rediscover the love sitting within us snce birth, since time immemorial.
World, the healing has already begun, and I'm sending out a heartfelt plea to everyone to do their part. Get close to yourselves. Understand your demons. Challenge the desire to cause pain. Why pain? What is that worthless "it" inside you? Why give it so much power? You need to realize that real power doesn't feel like that.
Real power is Love. Nothing can beat it. Not even the most wildest rage inside the breast of a killer. In time, the power of Love will take effect once the Higher Power - which is our collective inter- and intra-species consciousness, offers this killer the chance to change the course of his/her/their life. In time, he/she/they'll discover the incredible gift of a heart that was given to him/her/them, and he/she/they will then perhaps move in a different direction - seeking redemption, sensing remorse - away from the pain they've always known.
Our world deserves better. Ask yourself, what will it take? I think we all know the answer.
Love. It's an action.
