It’s all one big rumor.
—a Maui friend
Sweets and Savories
Apple in hand, a single bite out of it.
Instant wisdom, damnation? You decide. Maybe just love.
Writing with space is clearer: not so crowded, as in cities.
If you who live there don’t know what I mean, try it sometime: out of the box.
Regardless of my nature world, I too live in the screen, that box, mind corridors, creations.
The lines grow in length… lines of code. Self-coding, by me, or… you? Are we in this together?
Dark plots brewing
It’s been a game of wait-and-see, unless you follow the idiot box. No offense but, take it from a writer, I can smell fiction when it crawls across my screen, and it pauses to cast a haughty smirk my way.
“Because of covid”—the most hateful phrase ever invented by the necessity of a predetermined fate—echoes through the empty streets, gluing citizens to dueling screens, the game of our lives.
Many rumors are running through the sails of this strange ship. Where we are headed is unknown, even to those most endowed to decide—who if required, buy and sell the illusion of evidence, and push dead ahead.
The rest of us, outside the idiot box, are left to read tea leaves, Q-drops, numerological revelations, astrology charts, and other works of fiction that bring us back to the familiar verities: money talks, power corrupts, nature is nasty and humans are brutish, life is short… but love conquers all.
And what else is freedom, but freedom to love: to love life in its wholeness, parasites and predators and all.
Action appetizers
Resources for a Humane Future: Community, Survival, and Freedom
In my two decades as a homesteader in BC’s Kootenay mountains, I learned that survival depends largely on community, who share knowledge, skills, physical and emotional help for the tasks of meeting primary needs for water, food, and shelter. Likewise in my three years in the Quebec Arctic, I witnessed and took part in traditional Inuit ways; their history highlighting the imperative cooperation among one’s immediate group, and also a friendly exchange with other groups, for basic and cultural survival.
Psychologist Abraham Maslow outlined a “hierarchy of needs” to illustrate how once survival is established, there is more freedom to grow: with positive feelings of belongingness, love, and self-esteem. Finally (especially in our affluent, successful West), we have a chance to grab the magic ring, the Grail of the human quests: “Self-Actualization.”
In case you’re suspicious of anything that reminds you of ancient Egypt, human sacrifice, the Illuminati, or the dollar bill, we might have to flip the pyramid on its head. Or leave it standing but make sure it’s made of hide and pine poles, and brush up on your Siksikaitsitapi .
Maslow’s idea emerged and was informed by his work with Blackfeet Nation through conversations with elders and inspiration from the shape and meaning of the Blackfoot tipi. However, Maslow’s idea has been criticized for misrepresenting the Blackfoot worldview, which instead places self-actualization as a basis for community-actualization and community-actualization as a basis for cultural perpetuity, the latter of which exists at the top of the tipi in Blackfoot philosophy. (Wikipedia)
I reflect on the Inuit children, so free-spirited, and see the truth in this upside-down model. The foundation is freedom. From there springs true community and thus collective survival. Maslow’s view was iconic for the West, but its “Enlightenment” foundation in classical liberalism, the championing of individual freedom, has been replaced by an all-consuming statist power grab. The sense of loyalty and belonging has been hijacked from family and tribe and transferred wholesale to the amorphous identity of the State, by both economic and psychological operations.
[Propaganda] corresponds to the need to share, to be a member of a community, to lose oneself in a group, to embrace a collective ideology that will end loneliness…. It also corresponds to deep and constant needs, more developed today, perhaps, than ever before: the need to believe and obey, to create and hear fables, to communicate in the language of myths.—Jacques Ellul, Propaganda
First among decisive principles are “national security” and “global governance,” naturally in the name of “public safety” and “the good of all.” Sorry folks, but here we are back in the land of fiction again: at least regarding the narrative. As for the continuous underlying reality—
What is the distinguishing characteristic of a national-security state, as compared to a limited-government republic? Power — raw, unadulterated power. With its vast military and arsenal of weaponry, along with extreme powers of assassination and surveillance, a national-security establishment has the means of imposing its will on government and on society. No one wields the countervailing power to resist. —Jacob Hornberger, The Pentagon Speaks
“So what can I do?”
Here’s one idea:
You are the key. The progress of liberty on our world is advanced by challenging culture and authority. Technology and the proof of the Great American Experiment are in our hands. To challenge evil, all that remains is to open your mouth and tell the people of the world that the dream of freedom is real. It is you who will teach the people of earth their value. It is you who will bring to pass the greatest revolution in the history of mankind. To challenge the authority of evil, you need to dismantle its tools of violence and culture. Culture is dismantled as simply as disobedience to the control of speech. When you speak your mind and refuse to take offense when others do the same, cultures cannot survive. There is nothing to fear in freedom. … You are the key. To teach the people of earth the value that they have within themselves you need only speak, and tell them that every good thing is theirs to have. You need only tell them that the glory of liberty is real, and that it belongs to them. This war is already won. Evil has already been crippled. Every human being on earth is ready to rise and let the chains that held them crumble to dust. This world will be free. If you can see your own value, then stand tall. Ye are called unto liberty. —Jeremy Locke, The End of All Evil
Will we rise up and be counted, our voices heard and faces counted sacred?
Friends who once stood for Standing Rock now sit silent with masks—because of covid. They can’t countenance my stubborn dissidence. They’re no doubt happy now that the man in blue is in charge (they think) to tell them what to do. And because of covid he—or she, or the AI speech monitor, or the deep swamp, or the etheric overlord, or whatever—can go about happily resuming all those regime change wars stuck in orange bubble-gum, and even heat up some real nukes, to get this show on the road again. At which point we can add to our domestic slavery issue the elephant returning to the room: The Evil Empire. Which has somehow morphed, in the interim, to The Brave New World Order.
The Bank of England-authored Green New Deal being pushed under the fog of COVID-19’s Great Green Global Reset which promise to impose draconian constraints on humanity’s carrying capacity in defense of saving nature from humanity have nothing to do with Franklin Roosevelt’s New Deal and they have less to do with the Bretton Woods conference of 1944. These are merely central bankers’ wet dreams for depopulation and fascism “with a democratic face” which their 1923 and 1933 efforts failed to achieve and can only be imposed if people remain blind to their own recent history. —Matthew Ehret-Kump
But if love conquers all, remember, we can tune to the X22 report, and know that perfect storm, lord, is just around the bend. Kabbalah, Qebola, cabal, schamal. Goodbye deep state, to prison all…
Or do we spurn the cheap popcorn of the masses, and instead saddle up for a sunset of complicity, paid off in lobster and caviar…
“Every Chinese wants to live like an emperor,” it is said.
Even Mao warned that his socialist utopia was at risk from “the bourgeois in all of us.”
Imperial Briquettes
In America especially, the warring capital of the empire, citizens dare not feel the guilt of their own nation’s native genocide—no more than in Israel, or British Scotland—though their majority masks serve duly as symbols of shame. The middle class once took pride in “our” prosperity. Even with erosion for decades under neoliberalism, our lot seemed pretty chill compared to the peasants and sweatshops and disappeared leftists of other countries. Now mom and pop and the family business and farm are gone bust—because of covid—and there’s nothing left but the one-way news and our shrinking circle of sanitized virtual friends.
Meanwhile by unwitting or unwilling-to-see proxy we have become the oppressors, accepting our media masks and preference filters to render the victims “somewhere else” invisible and other, at most an annoying and inconvenient truth, since how can a person self-actualize when another person is suffering on the screen in front of your face. So you blink and they’re gone, like magic. Phew, that was close.
The world is devolving into a universal system of guards and prisoners, and you get to choose which one you will be on the basis of how steadfastly you adhere to the party line. –John Kaminski
We fix our attention back on our own condition. We take a self-esteem pill to celebrate our ongoing survival, and the noble morality of our collective cause, in service of humanity and indeed, all of nature. All beings thank us for our service, ridding them of error, whether intended or implied, in thought and action. The theatre is now secured, sir.
The Western propagandists created very dangerous ‘cult of peace’. To the West, peace is when the country fully sacrifices its natural resources and its people, for the profits of Western corporations and citizens, but the population is submissive, resigned. Western public is spoiled by privileges, and it does not have any left wing, anymore, only self-promoting, weeping discussion clubs. —Andre Vltchek
All of this deja-vu, the imperialist critique, comes back into misty focus now, as from a dream. Because of covid, we have forgotten, if we ever knew.
“Oh why, oh why, the poison apple, knowing now too much!”
“It’s not poison, dear. Just rest.”
Freedom Frappes
It was not until the time of the Dread Scourge epidemic—that is, scarcely two hundred years ago—that laws were passed binding peasant to soil, thus establishing our happy modern condition of serfdom. Needless to say, matters did not end there, and now, in an era that unaccountably prides itself upon its enlightenment, an Exalter landowner is legally free to imprison, chastise, mutilate or even execute his own serfs without fear of outside intervention. —Paula Volsky, Illusion
To return to the question, “What can I do?”
Focus on knowing the harm in the world, and knowing a better way to live, and letting Nature’s creativity work with us and through us to find a way how to manifest it, that works best for each of us and represents the best of our potential. This is the expression of our gift, which naturally is given back to our community, reaffirming the value of having something unique and freely cultivated offered back, for the health and growth of the common good.
At least, that’s one way to go about it: Focus on the vision, on healthy life principles, and let Nature find a way to move us through and past dystopian obstructions.
A more metaphysical question arises, too: that it’s not necessarily a journey from “here” to “there.” That assumption presupposes a need to attain what we don’t already have. A more radical vision would be the reverse movement: that we’re already in a state of being “there,” somewhere other than where we know we belong, by some evil magic of reality simulation. And the task is to bring our lives back in harmony with our true home, where we already were and are, all along, without knowing it: the real “here” deep inside the false one.
And we can flip the script also of focusing on some visionary utopia or ideal constitutional republic or harmonious social consensus, and instead be content to trust the integrity of the process, the journey, the spirit of how to get there/here. We can trust in a there—somewhere over the rainbow or deep inside our being—if that end is open-ended, if we just trust the natural creative process at work. Because ultimately, if we stick with that pure spirit of improvisation, there is never any other destination. Once we get on board, we just keep riding that soul train forever.
Committing to an attitude of awareness and sensitivity, appropriate action will naturally follow. A former Canadian ski team racer recounts his revelation of this principle at work in his practice:
I noticed any sense of incongruence or lack of harmony in my movements and the effects this awareness had on my ability to ski proficiently. I was amazed to find that simply by being sensitive to what was actually happening in my body and mind moment to moment, without making any effort to change any of it, there was a natural adjustment that happened beyond any doing on my part. It was as if my organism had an inherent orientation towards a state of balance and efficiency of functioning and awareness was the factor that triggered this homeostatic response. [Later] at the ashram, I was getting a deeper sense that the whole of life could be like that. —David Bruneau, In Search of the Heart, vol. 2.
Side Orders
Informed choice petitions:
https://stopmedicaldiscrimination.org/home#70e6fd07-bde5-4b32-87f8-16b43017c400
https://standforhealthfreedom.com/action/act-now-canada-vaccines-must-be-voluntary/
Information portals:
NoMoreLockdowns.ca – Videos and Resources
Vaccine Choice Canada: Top Picks
Quarantine Reading List
We or Me?
“Exit From The Matrix: Free Individual vs. Deep State,” by Jon Rappoport
The Non-Aggression principle
What’s your political type? Take “The World’s Smallest Political Quiz”
See also, Metapolitical (part 1)
