“Enlightenment is a destructive process. It has nothing to do with becoming better or being happier. Enlightenment is the crumbling away of untruth. It’s seeing through the facade of pretense. It’s the complete eradication of everything we imagined to be true.”—Adyashanti (via app1ejuice)
Tribal music seems to touch a deep core in me. It fills me with energy and lust the likes of which one cannot feel by listening to music inspired by the mind, like classical music. Music with heavy drums, fleeting melodies, and powerful vocals awakens in us an ancestral memory. The longing, lingering remnants of a tribal culture are manifested in this type of music. There is no need to search of meaning in daily activities – the meaning is simple and time tested: survival. The intellectual capacity of humans was not wasted thinking of bigger and more destructive ways to destroy the earth and other humans. Nobody sat for hours in grey indescribably miserable cubicles. Taxes were nonexistent; the only payment demanded for life on Mother Earth was a bodily return and a spiritual acceptance of this return, otherwise known as death. Bountiful food, sport, and natural beauty. Warfare was not evil, but just a way to keep the balance. It was natural, and not evil. Warfare became evil with the advent of civilization – more people had to die, more atrocities had to be committed with every new war. We talk about how meaningless war and conflict are in our lives, yet in tribal culture war is the ultimate test of bravery, (today millions can perish at the push of a button). Moreover, war had meaning. Populations were controlled, and no one tribe grew too dominant.
Our ancestors were just like us, with the same capabilities and natural emotions that we have. They were not angels, but they lived in accordance with natural laws and in harmony with their Mother.
Laughable, ridiculous, and consuming are our worries today. Accompanied by drums, singing, and life our ancestors danced around fires in celebration. Today, accompanied by famine, war, and misery we dance around irrelevant issues in crowded, smoke filled discos to music whose creation is no different from the same monotone industrial process that creates cigarettes and condoms.
Why should we be in a constant state of warfare against Mother Earth? Even our efforts to protect the planet are motivated by a desire to conquer her. Solar power, renewable energy was only conceived as a way to prolong the painful existence of agricultural life, with the hope of conquering the earth. This state of warfare is unnatural and unbecoming of any species on this planet. The casualties of this war have been countless natives murdered on the railroad tracks of conquest. The casualties are the thousands of species, (representative of evolution, or the memory of survival), disappeared never to return. If our planet is an economy, then the advent of agriculture among humans signals the Great Depression. Mother Earth strikes back at as with diseases like obesity, drug addiction, alcoholism, insanity, and suicide. Conditions with perfectly rational explanations of a mind turned against civilized life. In an attempt to control our unnatural and unsustainable population growth, Mother Nature brings natural disasters and plagues to stop us. Yet we continue this war by developing medicines, by tampering with age-old DNA in plants while eliminating biological diversity among these plants. We attempt with futility to sustain something unsustainable.
It is pure insanity to tear apart a rainforest and build a farm. Mental decay is tearing an entire forest down and building a city in its place. It is like tearing petals of a flower into tiny pieces, mixing them with dirt, and calling the result an improved creation.
We have gained knowledge, but lost wisdom, the wisdom of millions of years lost for the impractical knowledge of 500 miserable generations.
a problem with this world is that we’re all a bunch of people walking around wishing other people would love us, wishing for someone who totally loves and accepts us. We are not a bunch of people, walking around, wishing to be able to unload our heavy burdens of love on a soul who will accept it….
“A human being is a part of the whole called by us “the universe,” a part limited in time and space. He experiences himself, his thoughts and feelings, as something separate from the rest - a kind of optical illusion of consciousness. This delusion is a kind of prison for us, restricting us to our personal desires and affection for a few persons nearest to us. Our task must be to free ourselves from this prison by widening the circle of understanding and compassion to embrace all living creatures and the whole of nature in its beauty.”—Albert Einstein (via app1ejuice)
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“People are afraid of themselves, of their own reality; their feelings most of all. People talk about how great love is, but that’s bullshit. Love hurts. Feelings are disturbing. People are taught that pain is evil and dangerous. How can they deal with love if they’re afraid to feel? Pain is meant to wake us up. People try to hide their pain. But they’re wrong. Pain is something to carry, like a radio. You feel your strength in the experience of pain. It’s all in how you carry it. That’s what matters. Pain is a feeling. Your feelings are a part of you. Your own reality. If you feel ashamed of them, and hide them, you’re letting society destroy your reality. You should stand up for your right to feel your pain.”—Jim Morrison (via cultureofresistance)
I had a dream about my home in America last night.
Although as a city often boring, the skies, especially in the summertime are a sight to see. My dream began with me looking at the skies from one of my favorite construction sites in our “city” and I was crying in my dream. Not from sadness…but I wasn’t happy either. The emotion I felt was completely foreign to me.