Archive for April, 2009

The Blueprint is Bleeding

Posted in philosophy on April 28, 2009 by Jack

The exposure of the illusion that is our financial markets has ruptured the very core of the American Reality. The macro-disaster of a system whose tendrils reach into the very hearts and dreams of the individual has created slowly expanding fissures in the perception of every person whose belief system is based upon acquisition, accumulation and maintenance of the American  facade. The American Dream is to live in a dream that is constructed by the materials of a consumer-based economy. Who you are is subservient to whom you appear to be.

If we are no longer able to acquire, what then is our purpose as a culture? If we are no longer have the tools to maintain our skyscrapers of sand, then what is the individual to do?

The societal neurosis that has been placated through the numbing effects of consumption and informational inundation will now be left unfettered. If this process is left unchecked, the behavior of the society will most certainly devolve into manifestations of the uncontrolled subconscious: acts of violence and the inevitable reaction to these acts.

A new reality must supplant the illusory kingdom. A reality that is based upon being human, not trying to be a concept of what we think a human is supposed to be. A new community must be formed from the fragments of the self-serving, predatory and competitive social structures we see crumbling before our eyes. Look what the old ideals have wrought: economic bubbles, irreparable environmental damage, and exponential mental deterioration.

There must be no more ideals. There is nothing to strive for. There must only be the examination of what is. And what is? Relationship: the relationship we have with ourselves, with our neighbors and with the world at large. Only from this starting point can we hope to create a society that is capable of sustaining itself.

The Painless Apocalypse

Posted in Blogroll with tags , , , , on April 25, 2009 by Jack

I have decided to start posting to my blog again. The past few months since my last post have been the most turbulent and exhilirating of my life if I am to observe them without judgement. That is to say, to look at the experience without the limiting power of the “LABEL.”

But at this moment, as I perceive my own internal paradigm shift, like an earthquake upon the architecture of an ancient city, I have decided to move my blog into a much broader direction. This is a forum for my observations, both internal and external, and through this process, I intend to become my own quantum experiment: to see if the act of observation affects the observed.

The Painless Apocalypse

“It looks like the empire
will die today,” she said
as she spread marmalade
across her lightly toasted bread.

“Where shall we go when
the sirens blow and the sky
comes tumbling down?”

“Well,” he said, “the people will
riot once their TV’s fall silent,
but I think we should sit back
and relax.”
He stirred another sugar
through the currents of  his coffee,
“You see I believe
we are already dead.”

“Oh!” she replied with mock delight,
“it isn’t so bad to have already died.”

“It’s nothing like I thought: not
the painful shot or the impoverished gasp
as life slips our hands.”

“You’re such a dear,” he smiled
as he smeared more butter upon
the last pumpernickel slice.
“But it has become quite clear,
dead or not, we’re still here.”

“Death is rather pleasant, isn’t it?”
she mused, wiping the last crumb
from the edge of her lips.

He laughed as he reached for
her delicate hand,
“You have it, my darling:

we are but sand upon sand,
we are the dead without dying
we just live without the worry
of suffering our own denial.”

They both stood up and danced
as thieves ransacked their lands
and the world drowned in the
sound of its music.

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