What
Could Be More Obvious?
What
could be more obvious than that no person belongs to a nation nor any
other imaginary gaggle of folks made up of himself and others but
that any nation or gaggle is a concept only and therefor useful only
to describe what has been left behind. I am trying to say a living
thing can never be comfortable serving what has no life, a mere
concept. I attended a high school in America where I was told the
first day, “You are a Monterey Plainsman”. Why? Because you live
with your parents on 26th Street, that's why.
It
is most important to one's sanity to understand that a group concept,
a memory, always in the past, is dead. An anthropologist finds an
old pot among a pile of rubbish and declares, “the people who lived
here long ago ate from pots made like this one. Let us call them
Oblong Pot People”. Someone might find that interesting, I am not
sure, but not so interesting as to decide he serves a society himself
this moment. Society is never about here and now. Natural, living
things always exists in the present, forever moving, exploring,
changing, learning and evolving. Your reason for doing something
today ought never be based on, “because we did it that way
yesterday”. We are current. That means something. Never let it be
said you are a creature of habit. That phrase describes a zombie.
And
every rule is made by someone who is afraid. People who are afraid
will fuck up every time. They have no faith. They do not trust
anybody, least of all do they trust in themselves. So, do you want
to bet your life on anyone who at the moment has no faith in
themselves even? I should say not!
Money
means this: There is not going to be enough so let's gamble in a game
deigned to find out who gets to survive. To make it sellable, let's
call the game the real world. The most interesting part of
this situation is to realize those who are appointed as bosses in the
so-called real world (that is in fact a game) in all ways
cheat. There is no cure for it. Conceited people cheat.
A
wise person gives freely what he most needs. Yet is always
satisfied. A fool who hoards will always be afraid. You already know
what people who are afraid always do. The wise are not opposed to
playing games and having fun but are good sports and remember always
they are at play when they are at play. For example, wise people have
been known to fly kites for fun when told there is not going to be
enough but they never, never will be caught gambling your life for
their own safety. No! The wise will find a way. That is what it means
to be wise. You have it but do not know where you put it.
Okay.
Having had truth revealed you can continue serving a conceptualized
society which is fear driven, dead, lost in the past, rigged in
someone else's favor and phony. It is up to you.
You are human. A tiny child who has been
alive but a short while, has little or no language, has never been to
school, owns nothing, is listened to by no one, that one is fearless
in the face of his inner urge to stand and to walk forward. Where did
that courage go?
Do you dare to consider whether a child,
left to his own devices, will know what is good for him or her,
moment to moment, for the rest of a lifetime? Will you at least admit
you do not know?
I have a grandson who recently told his mom,
after being lectured to brush his teeth, these are my teeth and I can
take care of them! My daughter asked Matias, Are you telling me that
if I leave you alone you will brush your teeth? The answer swift and
sure: Yes!
Be honest. Can you truly say you disagree with that little boy? Look deeper if you do. That child is wiser than you.
I am certain those youngsters are the
teachers. You are not and so will continually meddle in their lives
and cause serious harm and as you do so betray day after day your own
shriveled up human heart and blame somebody else for the troubles you
cause. And learn nothing.
Oh, I hear you saying, that small child needs our help he is too young to know of the many dangers, etc. etc. etc. Look deeper. See. Look at those big eyes staring into your heart. Do you not feel? Is it not certain that young boy is drawing unto himself who and what he needs from within his presence as such a bright, beautiful, small being? There is such a big difference when one sees what is actually happening, not what I think is happening. All our troubles stem from conceit. To think, I am big and smart and strong and I am here to save that boy is vastly different from that beautiful child is here to save me by showing me my own heart and my urge to serve something good and pure.
