Resist Reaction, Step Into Response

I feel that one of the most important acts of resistance we can all do each moment is to remain optimistic and find moments of stillness to cultivate our own solid power. 


As we fight for peace we are encouraged to practice it in our daily lives. Breath will leave you when it is your time, for now love each breath as the sunrise and sunset of your soul. Hear the beating of your heart as the metronome of your being. Rejoice to play your music, rejoice to hear it resonate with the Allmusic.


Keep planning for a bright future. Do not let people seeking anarchy sway you, continue to believe in community and love. Do not let injustice move you, simply move it back. Do not bemoan it, simply change it. We are allowed to free ourselves from reaction and step into response. 


We are getting a rude awakening: this reality is programmed by all of us. Human will shapes the world because we are of the world. We choose. Fear got a head start because it is an easy and cheap vision: think of all the fast ways to make art depicting "hell." There is nothing special in predicting doom, that is the lowest prediction for death comes for us all. To live is harder, to live is the subtle glorious complex simple empty full grandeur of the flash of infinity being itself. 

We have to remember that Donald and his kind are afraid at a very visceral and personal level. Thus we must not lurch up above them and destroy them, for then we would be evil. We must walk the middle way: we must help coax the collective nation and world out of fear and into faith.

We are reality programmers. Our intention makes the world. Our act of resistance must always be to imagine and practice kindness and love. Imagine and build beautiful artful things. Imagine technologies in harmony with nature, technologies designed to help heal mental and physical wounds. Before humans could fly we dreamed of it.


Fear got here first, only to lay the mud for growth. Out of it the flowers of our love for each other can bloom. Inside that love we will continue to build. We are the warriors of the future manifesting love from our hearts. Keep striving, I love all of you who try. 

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Copper Soldiers Battling Over Shapes Melt Down All The Same.

When form is made, possibility constrains, yet action opens up.

When action is taken good and evil emerge, yet love becomes possible.

When entangled in love arguments lead to fruit, yet arguments drive apart love.

Feel deeper, do you taste the dance?

 

We are all points of a oneness, empty and full at once and neither.

Saying we are many united is but less than the truth.

Saying we are one divided is but less than the truth.

Look subtler, look beyond looking.

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I am you and you are me.

The air we breathe has touched both our lungs

And the lungs of dinosaurs

The lungs of Christ and Buddha

No one is God, all of us are.

 

We are enlightened in our illusion

And deluded in our enlightenment.

 

The pool reflects the moon

reflects the sun

reflects hydrogen fusion

reflecting reflects primal nothing

that is everything.

 

Surveying the stars scattered like dust I remark: what path is right?

What is the purpose of all this?

Round and round we build up symbols.

Round and round we do the maths.

Round and round we give God forms.

 

Jealously guarding answers.

Righteously jostling to make truths.

Intensely defending positions from the ramparts of sand castles.

While questions foam eternal.

 

Every point is but the frothing tips of the roaring reality ocean.

Appearance is but a momentary crest.

All waves return

Having never left.

 

What of my answers that I seek so desperately?

The cosmos is mute in its roar

Only cares about raw possibility.

 

Container for all with biased form toward none.

The voidness full of all that can ever be and never was.

 

You hurt me

I hurt you

Don’t touch the fire is said,

But only learned when burned.

 

Bemoan the world

Celebrate the world.

We are the victims and the perpetrators.

We are cells of the Earth body

Blessed to fight

Fighting to bless.

 

Do great good

Do great evil

While we work against each other

While we work with each other

We are in form,

Just next to truth, but still grasping.

 

No one knows the truth

Everyone is the truth.

 

With a wink and a smile I spar and dance with you

Thinking we move

In our motionless.

 

Copper soldiers battling over shapes

Melt down all the same.

 

The pulsar sings its clock

Shine shine shine

The stars slowly spin round the cosmic drains

The hum of consumption, the din of radiation

Time is the character of music, music makes the character of time.

 

Bodies the standing waves between birth and death.

I am stardust fusing

I am all my cells

I am not my cells

I am ephemeral and gross

I am made of eternity

I am bound to die.

 

I am a suspension between saint and sinner.

When I judge I am but a tiny ship,

Sailing through infinity lost toward death.

When I surrender to no descriptions,

I am infinity sailing through itself.

 

Look inside yourself to see there is no inside.

Look outside yourself to see there is no outside.

Stillness is motion.

Motion is stillness.

 

Lub dub

Lub dub

Lub dub

 

Hear it? Feel it?

There’s your heart

The pulsar of your soul.

You are an instrument in the all symphony.

 

When you feel less than, realize your infinity.

When you feel more than, realize your finity.

Balanced between sound and quiet

The symphony becomes itself.

 

An Organism At War With Itself Is Doomed

Recently, a question was asked in a class that I am a teaching assistant for, fundamentals of technology in Georgetown's Communication, Culture & Technology graduate program. The student wondered, almost marveled, at the power of war to birth technologies - does war not push humanity forward? All the ingenious inventions as a result of the impetus of warfare. Must warfare not be a key component of human technology? After all, war seems to have been with us for some time and it seems here to stay...

This question touches on many patterns in my mind which correspond to many patterns in the world that I have been studying in my yet young existence. And just now I found a powerful talk by Samar Habib on the macro-history of warfare that inspired me to write this attempt at a response to the student's question and an appeal to you. I hope to create a small space here where you can reconsider what your options really are in this world, for so often the buzz of culture can make us feel that our world is permanent rather than constructed in part by you. 

Technology is a reflection of human agency. It goes where intention demands. It destroys what fear wants gone. The technologies of death are on a trajectory: from the start of warfare the desire has been to distance the death dealer from the consequences of their dealing. To let the user deal death maximally while also staying alive maximally. So we will have iron man suits and robots and such in the future - the modules are lining up nicely these days for both remote piloted and embodied styles of mechanical soldiers to emerge and then get iterated upon in the next decades.

Humans in the war mindset certainly do breed technologies, whole legions of clever solutions to neutralize and kill others. Yet always it is the humans birthing the technologies and humans waging the war. 

Today in our world huge populations of brilliant minds and trillions of dollars are spent to create ever more elaborate technologies of death. Ever more clever ways to find even single humans and neutralize their agency - "because they might one day try to harm us" the logic now goes. 

Fear becomes evil when it drives you to act against a fellow person's agency. The leaders who wage wars on terror are mirror loops with the terror they try to fight. A war fought to end war only breeds universal warfare.

When the Manhattan Project yielded the world's first atomic bomb, Oppenheimer was reminded of a line in Hindu scripture, where Vishnu appears before a human prince and transforms, revealing his godly form proclaiming "now I am become death, the destroyer of worlds."

War is a stance of fear and there is no wisdom in fear. There is much cleverness, but no wisdom. Do you create out of fear? Do you create just to be cleverer than an enemy? Likely you create the things in your life for a much different reason; your reason is perhaps a path to genuine wisdom. Why then do you accept leaders who are so unwise?

War does not breed technologies, humans do. Technology reflects the desires of the humans who craft it, or in this world we live where some humans control the actions of others, the desire of the humans who have the money. Is war worth clever gadgets? Must we suffer technologies of death to keep inventing technologies of communication, creation, and health support? 

I believe that there are other ways. I know that we will need to find them if we are to survive. We are one species, we are one planet. An organism at war with itself is doomed. Are we become death, destroyer of our world? Or can we find a new vision for ourselves where courage triumphs over fear? I believe the journey before us is one of self-healing. Where each of us can realize the beauty in difference and the wonder of discovery.

A world view continues to exist that sees the world as a single body, one which deserves loving health not fearful anxious destruction. You and I and all humans, all life on this earth, are part of one system: a mote of dust floating in a sea of eternity. 

We begin as one, and then learn to segment and divide our minds, while our bodies remain as one with the earth we are made from. A body at war with itself has cancer. Fear of the other is the cancer of the human spirit. Love and tolerance is the antidote.

Come ye fellow creatures, stir from our caves of fear! Look upon the world we are one with and you will know that you and everyone belongs, you and everything is connected. We are a way for the Universe to know itself. We are a way for the universe to express fear and love. We can choose which is expressed most. It is time we took that awesome responsibility seriously.

If a would-be leader is advocating war and segregation as solutions, turn away from them for they are too cowardly to be a true leader. A true leader has the courage to forge new paths. A true leader has the courage to embrace the wisdom of diversity, the immensity of possibilities by which people may express themselves. A true leader knows that respect of others is the key long term survival, since through diversity we find the beneficial adjacent possibles. Through diversity the cosmos dances its long flow of change.

Real courage is not taking stances against others, that is always cowardice no matter how much chest-puffing the Putins and Trumps and Hitlers get up to in order to convince you otherwise. Do you consider a person who hurts himself to be strong? Then why do you consider leaders who would hurt humanity to be strong? You and I are part of one global organism. All is dependent upon the other. Real courage, real leadership, comes from those who embrace the changing flow of time, not those who would try to stop it. Real courage is found in love.

We fight because we are scared and we are scared because we fight. Yet we have the gift to see the source. No war will ever end war, only peace will do that. "Human nature" is no excuse, for we are humans and we are nature and thus it is within our power to shape our nature. Just look at the cities and religions all around us. It is time for humanity to own up to our power and embrace loving compassion for ourselves and the world that birthed us. There is another way than fighting, will we have the courage to choose peace? I believe so. I see in us great courage, I hope we can see it in ourselves.