Tag Archive | civilization

I’m Moving back into the Forest

I’m moving back into the forest…this time I’m staying It is my home. No more roles, rules, cascading systems, social platitudes, social conventions, cell phones, false dichotomies, fallacies, double binds, delusions, illusions, planning, paperwork, forms, bureaucracies, etc. I’m completely unplugging from everything. I want to live in the present again–your scientifically manged society doesn’t allow for that. Nicole and I lived together, in the present, in the forest, in Love. I understand why and how people go about things in your scientifically managed society–I just think it’s absurd, imbecilic and asinine, and so did Nicole. We didn’t have the ability to engage in your society’s absurdities, so we moved into the forest. We lived in the forest to get away from your society. I see your society as a tragic comedy that was written by Kafka. The pain and suffering your society causes, boggles my mind and drives me to insanity. The weird part is how the masses ask for more, but I don’t blame the masses for all of the above, because they know not what they do. Most of the people in your society are unconscious and have no awareness, yet they’re held accountable for their actions?!?!?! They think in a linear fashion, it’s more binary than anything else. Indoctrination and propaganda from cradle to grave. In all of my observations and research, your society is the by far the most ill in recorded history and that is truly sad.

The 21st Century Ego

If one knows one is a known soldier, what is the Unknown Soldier?

fractal_stock_11912_by_dsynegrafix-d4mvemoIn this scientifically managed construct of a society and current (albeit outgoing) culture, one must constantly fight against those who believe and perceive (because of that belief, so does belief predetermine perception?) that “I” am what “I” am not. So, who is really fighting the war? Who are the real soldiers? Who are the real generals?

All of us. None of us. For “We” assumes the roles of symbols in attempt to hide from the eye of whom we perceive and believe to be god (i.e., this systematized and sick society; one needs only to view the news or look around at the state of humanity). We clothe ourselves in the fig leaves of 21st century living, hoping that no one will notice we are nothing but little kids who have soiled our diapers and are crying for the parent to clean our bottoms. No, thank you, general, we should say; I will not play your game as there can only be losers. And I do not want to win.

One cannot prove or disprove an existence of I beyond an arbitrary point of reference. Why must there be more?

fractal_stock_02072012_by_dsynegrafix-d4oyh68Are we so afraid of honesty, transparency, and radical openness that we are surprised when we encounter it? Once, years ago, a news reporter approached me (during the time of Cardinal Law’s selection as pope) and she wanted to know my thoughts on the matter. I informed her that I had not really been keeping abreast of the matter so I could not offer any thoughts on it, which was the truth. The only knowledge of the new pope I had were headlines I had seen passing by or some snippet of a headline while surfing the internet. She actually seemed startled and said, “OH! Well, thank you for being honest with me.” She was surprised to hear honesty. How strange is that? The socially-constructed ego which lies teaches the created person (persona, personality) to be invisible as not to suffer under its own perceptions of the unfolding universe. Thus, ‘I am sorry I do not exist’ becomes the mantra of the socially constructed ego.

We must realize that no one can be friend or enemy under such guise, that everybody lies when delivering his or her version of that kind of existence. We are all electrons peering at our reflections, wondering why we keep bumping our heads. What we do not realize is the reflection is as much an illusion as the electron. And that is not our reflection because, ultimately, we, too, are an illusion and the symbol is the reflection. In the guise of the ego, symbols are confused for actuality.

So, what are the effects of a civilization borne in this bondage? And what is the impact of the offspring of those in bondage as the bonds come undone? Further, what are the effects of those born once unbound? What will be the future minds after the paradigm shift? The last I know of was the shift from unconscious to conscious. The plume of egoless awareness—“the universe begins with a thought.”

Oh, this elaborate, evolving, entangled lucid dream called Life.

Quantum_Enanglement_by_zananeichan*Image Credit (work used with permission through CC license)–
“Quantum Entanglement” by zananeichan
“Fractal Stock 11912” by DsyneGrafix
“Fractal Stock 02072012” by DsyneGrafix

The Hermit’s Divinity

“By and by your attention becomes so intensely focused that you no longer notice the raw knuckles, the cramping thighs, the strain of maintaining nonstop concentration. A trancelike state settles over your efforts; the climb becomes a clear-eyed dream. Hours slide like minutes. The accumulated clutter of day-to-day existence – the lapse of conscience, the unpaid bills, the bungled opportunities, the dust under the couch, the inescapable prison of your genes – all of it is temporarily forgotten, crowded from your thoughts by an overpowering clarity of purpose and by the seriousness of the task at hand.” ~Jon Krakauer, Into The Wild

That is exactly how it is when one removes from little boxes and into the woods. We suppose that might have been Krakauer’s point in including his tale [the above quote] in his book about Chris McCandless’ venture into the wild. That was 1992, nowadays, “The Wild” can be anywhere outside of the mainstream, without earshot of a television screen, going out without cellphone or other electronic device (we notice that nearly everyone we see has his or her ears stuffed with an mp3 player. It is strange really, this desire to disconnect from the environment whatever it may be. Anonymity translated from the screen (i.e., television, cellphone, computer, etc.) to Real Life. Everyone still pipes in their existence from afar, still inside their own world as if they were before a screen. Disconnect. Disconnect. ‘I Do Not See You, Unless You Are Words On My Screen’ is the cry of the new human, the automaton, the biological cyborg. The Hive Mind with perambulation. No Access Denied. It is frightening and existentially disturbing; for what is the evolution of this race of human? The Homo Technicus?). If one is not plugged in, one can be unseen, unnoticed, off the radar, low-tech, non-existent(?). “The World” is now anything real, for Reality TV has transformed Reality into drama. The View is chitchat, Oprah is conversation, the emoticon is feeling, and Google is thought. Google is no longer a number, but the masses’ innumerable infinite. . . stupidity. [Cipolla’s Law] What becomes the idea of The Lowest Denominator? When a system can only be as intelligent as the lowest denominator within that system? Moore’s Law is now the Ultimate God? The one true law? The Absolute?! Is it even possible anymore for an empire to fall thanks to technology? What is the probability of an empire falling that multiplies exponentially and logarithmically? What of that kind of social system? What kind of monster, that system?! Run by algorithm, controlled by data, access denied, and incompatible databases? What sort of Leviathan has been created?

It seems almost ironic, as the world wide web evolves (bringing humans ever“closer” in contact, making it even more easier and simpler to ‘reach out and touch someone,’ the farther and farther humans move away from one another (that is in time and not space)), the ever larger becomes the disconnect, the deeper the chasm. What does this do to consciousness of that race of humans? How does that alter (if at all, although we think most likely and most assuredly) the racial (residual) planetary, generational, and individual DNA of that race? What becomes of that psychic connection? Strange. Just strange, the volume of derangement we have observed in the people about here since moving ‘Into The Wild.’ The longer we are in the woods surrounded by silence in the form of birds, streams, wind, leaves, trees, branches (ah, the fractal of Earth Planet), deer, rodent, insect, arachnid; climate, rain, cold, heat; awareness of the elements, of every subtle change within that environment; constant connection to the Hum of the planet, the sky and universe, the noisier civilization becomes. The more divorced we become from society. . . and this by choice. We consider ourselves fortunate to forgetting the shackles of society; i.e., calendar, clock, alarm bell tolling, boisterous voices, car horns, traffic lights red, yellow, green, obeisance, law, drugs, the clang and clutter, clickety clackety of industry moving on 24 hours a day, florescent buzzing and morning news chatter, office gossip and political scandal, all shrugged from now relaxed, unstressed shoulders. Is this the happiness ever pursued? Is this the Nirvana monks spoke of? Perhaps. Or it is just absence from the purgatory of the civilized zoo, as if privilege were the work of divinity! We should laugh. We have witnessed divinity and it is not delightful as the tongue-twisters and deceivers whisper from their TV pulpit, professors of propriety them all. Divinity is not bestowed, not earned, not forsaken, not bought and sold, and certainly not delegated. Divinity is but the name given a motion, a slice of energy infinitely transforming, intangible, worn by consciousness and begat by awareness. There is no god, therefore any need for amen. Prayer is folly and the Pandora’s Box of the lonely and ignorant, the Homo Technicus. We stand naked before the great glowing screen, unscathed and unbowed. The carnival, though teases our names, cannot attract for we are no moth, are no more and no less; responsive only to the Hum and not drudgery. Free. Wild. We Will to step farther than Thoreau and McCandless for they knew not of lateralus. The trance be wakeful, bequeathed with awareness, this is where this state differs from Krakauer’s description, McCandless’ journey and Thoreau’s philosophy. It is closer to Alan Watts’ idea of the hermit and the nonjoiner, closer to Tyson’s breaking his chains, and Williams’ original freedom.

“But I’ll tell you what hermits realize. If you go off into a far, far forest and get very quiet, you’ll come to understand that you’re connected with everything.” ~Alan Watts

We All Live Downstream

“It’s like you took a bottle of ink and you threw it at a wall. Smash! And all that ink spread. And in the middle, it’s dense, isn’t it? And as it gets out on the edge, the little droplets get finer and finer and make more complicated patterns, see?”

 

Colored Rocks“There was a big bang at the beginning of things and it spread. And you and I, sitting here in this room, as complicated human beings, are way, way out on the fringe of that bang.”

Carved Head“We are the complicated little patterns on the end of it. Very interesting.”

Magic Mushroom“But so we define ourselves as being only that. If you think that you are only inside your skin, you define yourself as one very complicated little curlique, way out on the edge of that explosion. Way out in space, and way out in time.”

Enchanted Forest“Billions of years ago, you were a big bang, but now you’re a complicated human being.”

Lily“And then we cut ourselves off, and don’t feel that we’re still the big bang. But you are.”

Marshland“Depends how you define yourself. You are actually–if this is the way things started, if there was a big bang in the beginning– you’re not something that’s a result of the big bang. You’re not something that is a sort of puppet on the end of the process.”

Wizard's Cap“You are the big bang, the original force of the universe, coming on as whoever you are.”

Life Downstream“When I meet you, I see not just what you define yourself as–Mr so-and- so, Ms so-and-so, Mrs so-and-so–I see every one of you as the primordial energy of the universe coming on at me in this particular way.”

We All Live Downstream“I know I’m that, too.  But we’ve learned to define ourselves as separate from it. “

 

*All quotes from Alan Watts

 

(Don’t Fear) The Reaper

                                                   “(Don’t Fear) The Reaper”

[Written by Blue Oyster Cult]

All our times have come
Here but now they’re gone
Seasons don’t fear the reaper
Nor do the wind, the sun or the rain
We can be like they are

Come on baby… Don’t fear the Reaper
Baby take my hand… Don’t fear the Reaper
We’ll be able to fly… Don’t fear the Reaper
Baby I’m your man…

Valentine is done
Here but now they’re gone
Romeo and Juliet
Are together in eternity…
Romeo and Juliet

40,000 men and women everyday… Like Romeo and Juliet
40,000 men and women everyday… Redefine happiness
Another 40,000 coming everyday…We can be like they are

Come on baby… Don’t fear the Reaper
Baby take my hand… Don’t fear the Reaper
We’ll be able to fly… Don’t fear the Reaper
Baby I’m your man…

Love of two is one
Here but now they’re gone
Came the last night of sadness
And it was clear we couldn’t go on
The door was open and the wind appeared
The candles blew and then disappeared
The curtains flew and then he appeared
Saying don’t be afraid

Come on baby… And we had no fear
And she ran to him… Then they started to fly
We looked backward and said goodbye
We had become like they are
She had taken his hand
We had become like they are

Come on baby…don’t fear the reaper