If we’re just hoping to stop the virus so we can get back to normal, we’re missing an opportunity.
This isn’t a time to go back to how things were. This is a time to change how society works, to change what the economy is about, and to change our relationship with nature.
Right now we’ve got a fragile society that depends entirely on a flawed economy that grows and expands by destroying the only living biosphere in the known universe.
It’s time to find ways to make a living that aren’t directly at odds with the rest of the planet, that do not compromise the planetary life support systems that we depend on, and that no longer disregard and decimate the countless other creatures that live here. …
I experienced some depression this morning, which seemed odd given my rather delightful circumstances. After sitting in a debilitating fog for some hours I suddenly saw how to engage with it. I brought more and more awareness to the amorphous emotional vapor until I could sense its shape and form. Once I had a real ‘lock’ on it, I spoke with it.
“Why are you here? What is your function?”, I asked.
“To keep you from wanting,” it replied.
Immediately I understood it as a very old defense strategy to keep me from being disappointed. …
The Money god sits on its throne, bored and unhappy. It’s sulking because of its temple priests. They’re nincompoops, really. Heartless financiers, cut-throat robber barons, soul-less fund managers… people whose imaginations are limited to an elaborate shell game and whose sense of beauty stops at arbitrage.
Elsewhere the ‘good’ people of the earth are having their potlucks. They are afraid of the Money god. They curse its name. And they are broke.
These good people implore the Money god to stop being evil. To which the Money god shrugs and sighs, “It’s not me! …