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Monday, March 29, 2010

moving beyond the flaw in our species

Recently, Publius coined a phrase that has since echoed unconsciously in our minds, Collapse, one person at a time. It can seem like that, but it isn't that - exactly. There are too many people. Possibly thousands every day are collapsing together, unknown to each other, feeling as if they are all alone in the struggle, when they are not. Feeling as if you are all alone in the struggle is what makes it a struggle. When you can break away from your perception of your situation to rejoin socially, the struggle does not exist. This means when the struggle gets its grip again, you have ammo, an Rx in consciousness, making use of it is entirely under your control. As long as you don't use the tools at your disposal is as long as you will struggle. One of the things that is unpleasant about the common struggle is the way issues layer one upon another because in struggling, one is vulnerable. The slaves can tell us this. In fact, their method of perception change worked extremely well giving birth to the Blues. Without the Blues, who, where would we be now? Maybe listening to harpsichord in the Tudor's court until accused of rebellion, and then?

On another note, I'd like to draw your attention to Bitter Laugh, Chris Floyd's haunting new song, he has his excellent youtube vid up today on his site. If you lose the link, it lives in the right column on the blog list. And on yet even another interesting note, freeacre kindly sent me a DVD of Symbols of an Alien Sky. When you see it, study it, hear the liquid lute flavoring the images, it becomes impossible to deny the point this work makes. Personally, I want to know what happened that it became goofy to speak of colonization of the Earth? There was indeed a time it was the talk of the planet, shared symbols between earlier, unrelated cultures tell the story. We were indeed visited. We may be visited frequently. Why is this relegated to the domain of the schizophrenic? The proof is more than obvious and has been since our cave dwelling brethren illustrated this proof on every surface worldwide that could hold and protect the information throughout future millennium.

These elements, struggle, war and lies have in common (once again) The Flaw in the human species. I've been considering flaws in species for some time now having noticed that most of my beloved Guinea Pigs get into molar troubles around 3 or 4 years of age, for that species its usually always about their teeth. However, in the wild it is a different story since natural foods which their herbivore bodies are designed to masticate and digest keep these problems in check. It appears domestication of the Guinea Pig, no matter how thorough your animal husbandry practices, is the root of the problem. The flaw in the homo sapien is acceptance that some must struggle and some must dominate. To rephrase, some must be made to feel inferior as a result of another's desire for power over all. If those who are classified as inferior get the idea somewhere along the journey that the struggle is nonsense, the power will see to it they are eliminated from the species.

Publius also reminded me it was Pangolin who commented we have a western caste system, an observation with which I definitely agree. I doubt anyone of us missed Visible's 24.11.08 piece The Budget Economy and Deluxury Package Deals:
... it's like the marijuana versus alcohol situation. Alcohol is a serious poison that kills more people in one year than marijuana has since the dawn of time but alcohol fits with the package deals so much better than marijuana which has a tendency to make people question the very idea of package deals to begin with.

Because some sciences lack a complete material focus they are not legitimate. It’s like saying one should never rely on their intuition because reason is superior in every respect. But then you find that reason is a variable because it operates differently according to the package deals.

Are you confused yet? I am… sort of. I guess what I’m trying to understand is, what is someone like me supposed to do in a world full of cradle to the grave, running on rails package deals? Somehow I didn’t get a package deal unless that is also a package deal. There must be other people like me out there. What I hear is that people like me, or you, if you’re like me are supposed to run into some real opportunity around 2012 if we want to… if we don’t fall asleep or make some kind of arrangement with the people who don’t want that sort of thing, whatever it is, to happen to anyone.
The way I see it, there are a whole lot of package deals that are in a whole lot of trouble but the thing with the package deals is that part of the deal is to not tell you about it. There are a number of looming catastrophes that when factored in together have the making of a perfect storm. When you consider the Zio-con and Neo-con madmen who are working out the details to bomb Iran and when you consider that the repercussions from this are going to be much, much greater than Iraq and Afghanistan put together and you add this to the derivatives nightmare and then you throw in certain problems connected to food and fuel supplies and you multiply that by the collective ignorance of all the people living inside of package deals and then add in the resulting confusion well… you do the math. ...

Of course, you probably think you have outgrown your package deal which would be normal, no one wants to think its all preplanned obliterating the fantasy of free will. Okay, its time to stand way back and look at your package deal in comparison to that of your mother's or father's who were living out their own deals inherited from their own parents who were living out their inherited deals as well. They do not look alike on the surface because everything changes. The names and faces bear some similarity, but it is the action that counts. The saying "Do as I do, not as I say" applies. How you go about the business of arranging your life is how they arranged theirs. It may be genetic, but it is more likely in our childhoods that we adopt these patterns that follow us through life. I've written about this before. We cling to these patterns especially when everything else fails us. I don't think it matters who they came from as much as it matters we are aware of them and able to anticipate the actions we will take concerning any situation so that we may more authentically integrate the totality of that situation. Cycles can end with us if we decide to end them. You will lapse, but know it in advance, sidestep the urge to repeat the past and keep going forward every day.

Look for examples to inspire the effort. Baz, relocating trout and eel to deeper waters during New Zealand's drought, Ras turey, back to Nature at last with his spars to share, plant, heal and learn in his true homeland of Jamaica, Chris Floyd's music and poetry and author Charles Hugh Smith's five-star book Survival +: Structuring Prosperity for Yourself and the Nation while branching out as economic columnist. These feats do not resemble the deals they were given at birth, rather they have seen the future and made personal decisions empowering themselves by breaking out of the caste system and doing what our bodies and minds were meant to do ... which is to feel fulfillment in your purpose for being here. There are quite a few of us who are already there, some just don't realize it yet, but you will.

25 comments:

Jacob Gittes said...

What synergy:
The blues! I just watched the film, "Searching for Robert Johnson," narrated and done by John Hammond. Robert Johnson led a "compartmentalized" life, according to one self-ordained "blues expert." He had multiple names, multiple wives... perhaps he realized instinctively the increasing fragmentation of the modern age. He certainly understood the caste system.

Yes, breaking out of patterns is tough. Seemed impossible when I was younger. Every time I attempted to "break out," I got serious depression. The funny thing is, I was never suicidal... I just couldn't act the part anymore. Couldn't live the lie. So I'd quit whatever program I was in (literally - I quit grad school), and head out west or somewhere. Lived on a sailboat in the harbor in Victoria, BC, where I was introduced to Theodore Roszak by a "crazy" Frenchman who was raising his family on a sailboat, so they could sail away from collapse. He was ahead of his time. I mentioned him in an earlier comment, months ago. I found his boat for sale last year. I hope he didn't give up. I will assume he built a better boat.

Build better boats, everyone. We need sturdy lines, a straight keel, and most of all: a good crew. You're a good crew here.
I've started CHS's book, Survival+. Now THAT is inspiring and subversive. Not giving into despair! They PTB would never predict that. They want us to accept our place in the herd, not jumping the rather low, even if ominously barbed, fences.
My young musician came over for a bite to eat tonight with me and my son while my wife was out gallivanting, going to yoga class and mingling. Turns out he knows already about collapse/transition.
I was amazed at how good he was with the kid...
There are so many good people to meet, and yes, you can love each one, and let them into your heart. There is a limitless place there for amity, friendship, and love. I notice that jealousy is another tool of the system: every day in the press we read about "cheating" and betrayal, so that we will start to be paranoid ourselves. So that we will close off and stop reaching out. Become zombies. Consumers. Consuming our lives, until we are hollow shells of death.

Jacob Gittes said...

I think it was Pangolin who talked about our caste system!

nina said...

Thanks for the reminder, I fixed it, ah, tweaked it.
You can tell a lot about a person by their treatment of children. My treatment is to forget they are children. You know, honesty is the best policy sort of thing.
Did you ever think Charles's book is like being able to read his blog for as long as you want? That you can keep getting the information after one essay ends? I've always grooved on his blogging style.

And since you are friends with Mr. Hammond please tell him I have always loved him. He set a standard that no one else can touch.

chickory said...

i loved the last paragraph with the visuals of our friends doing life affirming work. that really is the revolutionary act - to live and be fearless to the caste or the collapse or whatever will come. the angel said, first thing, "don't be afraid". its hard to do but with practice, it comes. and it really is the key. its a mix of this: life is so precious and then "its just life"

freeacre said...

My own experience is that it has taken a lot of time to assimilate the collapse of my own plans for my life and my expectations of what is enough and also to live with the increasing brutality of the police state. Now that the Dept. of Energy has actually acknowledged Peak Oil, I imagine that lot of people are going to be mentally fried for awhile, as it starts to sink in.
I had a nice older comfy redwood home in Tahoe with a great room and all that. And, now I have been living in a 40 year old HUD single wide trailer in the poorest county in Oregon for five years. It has been challenging to my ego, I have to admit. But, the place is sustainable and paid for. The land now produces vegetables, chickens, and rabbits. We have joined the Grange and have established a Farmer's Market there. Hooked up with the neighbors and made a lot of friends. I've gone from being a food critic at restaurants in Tahoe to preparing dishes for the Grange pot lucks. I regularly haul chickens out of the house after they have broken in to raid the dog's food. I would have never thought my life would turn out this way. But, with all the craziness around me, I find that I am starting to feel at home in my life, and maybe I can be of some help to some people who are just getting started on this path. I hope so. Anyway, despite all the worrisome things going on in the world, I find myself going to bed feeling happy and grateful for my life, people and planet to which I am connected.

Pangolin said...

Honestly, I never fit into my package deal. They kept telling me to cut off authentic parts of myself to get to the "next level" and I kept refusing.

I can cut my hair and put away the psychedelic clothes (ok, not the serape) but i can't parrot their bullshit or ignore my body when it says it's being damaged. I'm spending part of each day pruning down my possessions lately and giving them away or tossing them.

So much to do. I know a guy who is a new age renunciate. Technically homeless and broke but otherwise doing very well. Prepping for that myself.

v'word: flunt, float or punt?
2nd v'word: flommuze. boat builders muse?

nina said...

Chickory, I made a comment to your comment yesterday and it vanished. I was so put out I couldn't repeat it, but today is a new day. Heh.
What I said was YES.

Also, our Rasta left an update on the previous post. And, I never got an email from blogger for blogger in draft. The BID link doesn't work for me. Sigh. I am meant to be dark and mysterious I guess. Your
Peeps is fabulous. Fearlessly off the wall.

nina said...

Well FA, I am just astonished. I think we had the same package deal. The fall from grace is a hard bumpy road that never ends anymore. This is why I've learned to pay attention to the Forces because I saw it all coming and imagined I was exempt. The outcome was pretty bleak, but I got what I needed which was the freedom to paint - at great cost not only to me but to my friends and family. Meanwhile, the world went to hell but I remain grateful that I found a chair when the music stopped. Still, nothing remains static, the way the system works today cannot be trusted for the long term, anything could happen and will.
I was deeply touched you sent the DVD. It is so appreciated and so enlightening. A huge missing link fell perfectly into place.

nina said...

Pangolin, are you prepping your mind to settle for something or are you going toward what you really want to do? And what would that be? Have you given serious consideration to going to Treasure Beach?

Burnie said...

What a great post. I don't comment much but read everything. I just finished reading Earths Forbidden Secrets Part One by Maxwell Egan, watched Thunderbolt of The Gods, and am all caught up in Nassim Haramein. If one is aware, you must know that we are not alone in this universe, and have been visited extensively, that extant physics does not have all the answers, and both physics and spirituality have more in common than one might suppose.

In my childhood I thought I was one dumb motherfucker and it has taken many many years to discover that I have a fine mind. It is obvious to me that my vocation..heavy equipment operating was something I chose because of fear of trying anything else and I had no reference points to steer me towards art, anthropology, metaphysics, guitar playing et al, which is, today at 68, my true inclination. My awareness was occluded by sheer efforts at emotional survival.

I truly enjoy your writing, art and those who you follow. And, so I don't just repeat what has been said in comments, I find many similarities to what I experience.

Just to be able to talk of these things is a lesson in futility more often than not, it is hard to find people that want to engage, or even entertain anything outside of the mundane subjects of our existence.

My personal life is filled with riches that you don't take to the bank, and also fraught with the perils of age and economics. The funny thing is I would not change it. The crucible of my life has opened me up in a wonderful way, so I am grateful.

I just read a great essay on war by Chris Hedges that takes the false shine of glory and patriotism out of the equation and paints a picture I wish all would take to heart.
http://www.altruists.org/static/files/War%20is%20A%20Force%20That%20Gives%20us%20Meaning%20%28Transcript%29.htm


Disclaimer..my blog is very mediocre and I never gave much thought to others reading it, other than my kids, who I threaten with a visit from Guido if they don't read it, but I don't want to be anonymous in comments, so my advice is not to read it, a lot of what I write is incomplete and not finished just like my life. lol. No this is not a gratuitous plug, I am as serious as a heart attack.

The goal in all that is coming, or has been, is grace, and I hope I measure up, we will be tested.
Thanks to all
Burnie

Charles Hugh Smith said...

What can I say but great stuff here as always, Nina, and in the comments from "the family" (or community if you prefer). As always, you spark my thinking in new ways, Nina, making connections and turns of phrase which lead to new insights. I am honored by your praise of "Survival+" which seems so stodgy and grueling compared to this blog and its community.

"The package deal" is a great concept. It's my observation that people whose parent(s) instilled in them the idea that they were special, not in ambition or smarts but in some all-around way, seem to have gotten a better "package deal" than most of us, at least in the sense of being more capacious. Since everyone here is a musician or values it, it's like getting a 3-chord "package" or one which has minor chords, 7ths and a few diminished or augmented for flavor.

The "solutions" are not technocratic, yet blind faith in technocracy is part of the "package deal" our over-industrialized society accepted as if it was like air, unquestioned and unrecognized.

This place is like a good glass of red wine (or mellow brownie, as an alternative analogy)...

Jacob Gittes said...

Burnie:
Don't underestimate yourself.
Pangolin: you have untold riches in your soul. You don't need the junk.
Hi Chickory: you are so full of light and warmth!
Charles: your visits here (which seem rare) are fresh breezes.
Things have been hard recently, at work and home, so this is a blessed refuge.
My boss has installed a new firewall that can track our every move on the Internet. Today he printed out a giant report on me, just to demonstrate the capability. He also told me that I, as the IT guy, should probably not the the individual with the biggest printout (most surfing). So I'm going to be even more isolated at work. I'm seriously beginning the search for a new position, though. Including the possibility of a job that will let me work remotely... if that happens, I'll go north as much as I can with my son. Or just do more gardening.
Been seeing a lot more live music, the folk/ Americana scene. These young musicians are so full of life and creativity, and have nothing but contempt for the system. Encouraging. It seems that as new possibilities and relationships open up, the old ties start to bind even more.
Has anyone else experienced this?
Where has Zoner been? He was gonna stop by a week or two ago, but never did! Please come by.

I wish all of us could gather around a big campfire sometime.

Charles Hugh Smith said...

Publius, I read every entry and comment here but most of the time do not have anything worthwhile to add/say so I maintain Noble Silence. I often ruminate about things I read here for days, but don't have any conclusions or words which advance the discussion. I blather on too much on my own site as it is....

word verification: effin, as in "this blog is effin great!"

nina said...

Burnie and Charles. Both of your comments humbled me so much that all I can say is thank you for being here.
You both just blew me away. I was very glad Publius jumped in when he did. I mean, what can one add when people make such wonderful contributions to the mix?

I guess trolls don't like to talk about package deals.

Burnie, I'd seen the Chris Hedges link, are you a subscriber to Survival Acres newsletter? The one "admin" sent out today is the best/worst so far. There is a need for both, us and them, those who get into the details, like Charles does, and those who study interior philosophies. I don't believe you can have one without the other. There are facts and then there are facts that hit home.

I used to be pure politics and got more and more sarcastic until it all became what we see today, grandiose agendas that have nothing in common with the commoner. We have enough on our plate already than to entertain agenda that exacerbates the pain and suffering our packages already provide.

Burnie said...

Thanks all. It is good Friday here in Bend, Oregon and it snowed, the bushes are budding the weeds are growing LOL.

"I used to be pure politics and got more and more sarcastic until it all became what we see today, grandiose agendas that have nothing in common with the commoner."
Your quote Nina, my thoughts are similar, too much cynicism eats you.

It can destroy you and suck you dry. The despair of it is overwhelming, so now I read it from a different perspective..maybe non attachment, I don't know if I am that advanced but it is what I try to employ.

Nina, your art is more important than you know(I like it). It always boggles my mind that art is given such short shrift. It is the engine of our existence. We are literally made of sound and light. There is a Hindu? creation myth that says we were created by sound, and I choose to believe that, if for no other reason than it makes me feel good.

You all enjoy and thanks to you Publius for your words.
Burnie

Pangolin said...

I'm reading these points and feeling resigned anticipation. I'm left to believing the pebbles I drop in life's pond are still creating ripples though I can't see them. Do what I can and wait.

I have two teen daughters, estranged, here in town. I'm reluctant to walk away entirely. OTOH I have no income and I'm too depressed to pursue one. One way or the other I'm journeying soon. Nail foot to floor; walk in circles.

Joe Bageant talks about dropping out in his latest posting. He tells the story better than I do except that he found his place. Or enough of one that he can entertain us bitching from the sidelines.

nina said...

Pangolin, if you know somebody who is living is a place you think you might be able to live, that is all you need. From there you can go further, deeper, on your own initiative, but the person already living there is already your friend and can hip you to the runnings. You don't have to go to Treasure Beach although it looks like a welcoming place where you'd be very happy, and needed, but Jamaica has a lot of wonderful places as do many "Shangri-Las". You will be shocked at how much you have to contribute to any community of like minded human beings. This way, the girls would be hot to visit and you will have earned their respect for dumping the caste system. Even if you are living on a beach in a lean to, they can get a room and have you visit them there.

I have lived in so many places, made so many scenes, been on my own in your situation so many times, you gotta trust me. It is powerful! Transforming. Always sartorial.

The world is a friendly place and there is a wonderful place somewhere just for you. The trick is to avoid urban areas and seek your own space to just be.

nina said...

Burnie, I had a brilliant friend not with us any longer who once said to me, about me, you could put the word "artist" in front of anything and it becomes okay.
She was really smart.

I've found throughout life, the most serious art enthusiasts are actually scheming to buy or sell so I don't sell. I refuse to be pressured or cajoled. Take money out of the equation and everything changes. Then you see a whole lot of people really don't give a ---- about art. Heh, their loss.

And yes, cynicism actually makes us ill. I think it can kill by inviting terminal disease. The term "bad heart" is interesting, isn't it? Cheney literally has a bad heart.

I'm so glad you chose to keep in touch. The past few weeks I've been putting up various views of a real farm in fog which is also a painting in progress. The plan is to slip it in quietly when its finished. That should be soon, but if not, I'll put up a favorite artwork in the interim with you in mind.

Burnie said...

Thank you. I just finished reading Chris Floyd's post. It is not something I was oblivious to but it still sent shivers through me. It is not fear, except for my beautiful children, that it engendered, but a darkness of spirit in the world I see around me.
I had a talk with one of my sisters, who would be to the right of me, and we started into the useless words and I stopped because I love her, something I would not have been capable of in the past. After reading Chris I want to call her and say just that I love her.

This world is changing rapidly (Terence McKenna anyone). When one reads and searches and reads some more it is hard to carry the burden without seeking solace in the real riches of this place we call Earth.

So this is my roundabout way of saying again to you and all of us who walk with terrible knowledge.....

...Thank the gods for art, colors, music, writing. and all that is beautiful in sentiment and act.

Is enlightenment carrying the knowledge of both the yin and the yang. I would really like to know.

Are we just conscience held in temporary physical abeyance. Do we journey here to find ourselves. If we do then, without sentiment, I say again thanks to the universe for all the mirrors provided as in all of you who question and ponder with me. I cannot believe that this magnificence is random, that would be a cruel joke, but its mystery is hard for me to penetrate.

I am looking forward to what you paint and write. And it is true about having it as in buying, then saying is it not cool that I have this thing on my wall as opposed to real love of what is represented. Its value is not monetary, but food for the soul to feast on.

I am all twisted up in knots trying to express myself jee jee.(Spanish for hee hee).

Okay enough already.

Anonymous said...

Howdie. Windy, sun blazing. Off to dinner and a magical mystery tour with old sistrin and Co.

Good to hear your hearts singing.

In the heart of paradise and the knds are watching Hannah Montana or such.

Deter and I are pals and the puppies use all sorts of tactics to come into my room.

Cindy will soon drop some kittens and the old dogs fade.

Life goes on.

turey.

Anonymous said...

Erratum: kids.

Reality; all knds watch the time waster and reality shaper.

The Great Lord, Tee Vee.

turey.

nina said...

Oh great turey, Rastaman and spar, the last time I went deep into the Ital jungles I was bitterly dismayed to discover a TV had entered the one room, the room full of locals, family and spars, staring stoney at Lifestyles of the Rich and Famous - in awe.
I kid you not.
You sound good, busy and happy.

nina said...

Burnie: Is enlightenment carrying the knowledge of both the yin and the yang. I would really like to know.

May be. But possibly, an addition to the statement is exacerbated enlightenment or Enlightenment Plus. We have to surrender to the duality and embrace it through awareness and its value in the greater journey. I'd like to hear others attempt to nutshell it also. You should email this question to Visible if you really want the bottom line.
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"transmigrations" is in the gallery under the label southwest journal. Until I finish my farm in fog, I'll just entertain you.

You somewhat remind me of Dadnerd.

Burnie said...

Nina,
Your water color is beautiful, I like your colors. I saw a water color done in New Mexico of an adobe house, some people walking. It was done in yellows and faded adobe that was almost a white, and I have never forgotten it. Your work makes me feel good like that. I am definitely inclined towards vibrant use of color.

Les will be hearing from me, poor guy...Laughing.

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