Breathing and dancing through …
Inescapably empathic earth monkey, joyfully intellectual traceuse, aesthetically driven hedon; seeking sanity and commradery in interwebs of post-patriarchal capitalist society. Bohemian, Darwinian autodidact. Often disenchanted and decidedly desperate participant in and of the dialog. #EverythingIsRelative.
Increasingly — and unavoidably — aware of the power of words (among other powerful modes of communication) and the cost of unaddressed emotional distress compounded by centuries of cognitive dissonance and aggressive apathy; evidenced outwardly by an uptick in addictive, divisive and psychopathic behavior, the (sheer existence and) prevalence of nuclear and biological armaments, erratic global weather patterns and continued genocide. Ouch. Ouch. OUCH!
Continually confounded by importance placed on pRO_dUCT and pRO_gRESS. These concepts — like all words, in any language — are complicitous of their inception or origin, creata hominibus. Because of impermanence and the current rapid disappearance of memory, should not more importance and attention be shifted to pRO_cESS? Change is the only true constant. Are we destined to plummet, like a rogue asteroid - weakening our bonds with each other and our precious planet? Are we not capable of true and necessary evolution? Hmmmm …
Ultimately disappointed in the fragility and shallow nature of humanity. The importance of self knowledge has been trivialized, even bastardized by those who would hold sway over our lesser selves. Sad. However, at this moment in the trajectory of our collective history, the notion that one must earn self respect to earn recognition in the corporeal is presenting itself as a true possibility. Despite the material plane having taken a strangle hold on our humanity — the spirit is not lost. With each devastating earthquake, tsunami, tornado and flood #YinWins. We have reached critical mass and terminal velocity, those of us with opposable thumbs are changing earth’s trajectory — now, exponentially. What ever shall we do?
Cyber space seems to be the new medium for examination of humanity’s folly and truest virtue — as shared in words, images, sounds (bytes) — and most recently, touch (no smell or taste yet, thank Atman!); translated into a finite stream of ones and zeros. How convenient. These are the elevated (and swiftly coveted) avenues of expression and meaningful connection. Before humans, like oil and water, devolve themselves into fodder for world markets; will enough of us be able to lift the veil of the material in time? Will enough of us be able to recognize our own true value and embrace our origins? With or without the internet; this is all we humans have to overcome the tsunami of the technologically born subconcious detritus we all continue to drown in. Will the physical creation of all these ones and zeros make a metaphysical difference? God(s), I hope so.
#YouToo ??? #StayWoke … #BreatheAndDanceThrough.