BEYOND THE LIMITS OF BORDERS

For this piece I will begin with a plethora of recent intellectual voices via the internet which tell everyone  who is connected to it concentration of too much wealth has finally led to concentration of too much power and the masses of people have little or no hope now for improvement in their lives. We are falling without a net. Politicians are fully controlled by the enormously rich 1/10 of one percent  of the population.  There is no influence at all in the area of policymaking on behalf of the rest (99.9 %) of the population. It’s over. Democracy, that is. Not even half baked democracy is pretended by citizens anywhere. That is the bad news.

Now for the good news. This is the moment we have all been awaiting for a very long time in every country around the globe.  We, mostly, just did not have the wisdom to see it coming this way. That is simple to understand now.  Almost everyone has been operating inside a political world and cannot see outside that box to realize that the news “It’s over “ is good news because it forces so many to either give up on life or to look outside of the political box. Fortunately, for the rest, a few have already been through that hopeless time of despair and survived by finding there is a grand life to be had by all beyond the blinders of a political world. Take off the blinders, you put them on.

All those super wealthy few are as vulnerable as any poor peasant can be and as powerless as any drunkard with a bottle. Drunk on money are they.  And, in truth, money is an illusion of wealth. The power of the people is the power to say “No”. We will not patronize your e-commerce stores nor your brick and mortar stores. We will not take your jobs and all the benefits you can design to attract us. We are free people at last. A CoVid 19 lockdown has clearly demonstrated your powerlessness vividly. We work for each other! And we have faith in our ability to frame that in a way that requires not a single boss. Only trusted servants may apply to carry out the new way of living on the planet by every single soul of us. We are  Brothers and Sisters of Humanity. This is a new Planet.

I suggest a serious reviewing now of the film “It’s a Wonderful Life” directed by Frank Capra many years ago. It was not very successful at the box office on release but over the years has become more and more popular until now it is a worldwide favorite and for many Christmas would not be complete without it. It is so important to note that none of the people who are responsible for making the film and acting in it made much dough for their efforts but are loved by so many they cannot be counted. That energy is what we are brought at this happiest of times to rely upon. Now we move forward together as freed people. Love is our leader. In the words of Capra’s film, “No one is a failure who has friends.”

The movie had a chance to grow as it has because its copyright expired after 28 years and through clerical error was not renewed so television stations and theaters around the world began to show it as often as they wished without paying a royalty to a copyright holder. See how love works in its time? Love is so efficient no organization of human greed can touch it! Let it work for you! In the beloved names of Bert and Ernie if you remember being a child let love have your hearts and minds and hands and feet. In your heart you know that every life is important. As you watch the film consider yourself to have been cast in the role of Clarence the little angel who wanted his wings more than anything, and got them! All you need you have been given. We need not await death to find Heaven, we make it ourselves, but together, in the sprit that each one of us is as important as the rest.

I am not your teacher or guru. I am but a simple swan who sees how great each of you really are and hastens to tell you so.

 What’s Gonna Happen?

Although each one is concerned with “What’s gonna happen to me?” the real question is “What’s gonna happen to humanity on Earth?” The above was adapted from James Baldwin’s I am Not Your Negro. We humans are very rapidly approaching a time when computers will determine every detail of every human being’s days while living here. All will do as they are told out of fear. Same day after day.

Life can be a journey. My journey began with a determination to write a first play. Mister Baldwin stated that a journey is a journey because you do not know where it will lead you or what it will show you or what you find may do to you. I begin now.

Jewsus was murdered in Tear and Year One. Crazy Horse was murdered in 1877. Billy the Kid was murdered in 1881. Pat Garrett was murdered in 1908. John Kennedy was murdered in 1963. Martin and Bobby were murdered in 1968. Bob Dylan wrote a song most foul about John Kennedy’s murder.

Face the facts. Human thought has created a world filled with lesser and greater humans. The idea is everywhere throughout all societies. In fact it is the heart of a society. Those not greater or lesser have no interest in an organized society. Why was it necessary ever for a human being to create out of the brain the concept of a greater or lesser human being? What is the source of such thinking? The thinking is that freedom is the right to strive to become greater as defined by the system. Seriously, now, could that be even associated with freedom or is it a solid definition for a form of slavery? 

It looks like this: there is a universal consciousness shared by all humanity psychically. The word psyche is from the Greek and is little understood, like the terms love or God. All people are far more powerful psychically than we realize. The psyche means that in every man and woman that concerns an inner world. Humans, a long time ago, disconnected from it meaning ceased to live in the moment solving any problem that arises immediately without creating a new problem as free humans. Something may have happened that caused some people to feel unsafe.  Perhaps it is connected to the Satan story wherein a favorite angel rebels against the Creator. Wants power. Whatever happened we crossed a line as a people. We substituted conditioned thinking based in memory of past experiences for universal consciousness. And we suffer as slaves because our thinking is too limited for a psychic purpose. The inner world is ever bit as vast as that outer one. For example, nobody wins a war. Nobody wins an argument. Nobody is more important than anybody else. Down deep, everybody wants the same thing. Nobody wanted a light bulb. A house divided against itself cannot stand. Those kinds of truth are ignored or forgotten by science as we know it. Our solutions from limited knowledge always create more problems. 

Einstein himself became terribly distraught about the release of atomic energy and what to do about it. We sense we are going to be buried in the problems we create. That is a hell of a way to live and nobody need be told that! It was sold to us as children to be  a way to free ourselves by making choices as individuals while also trying to somewhat consider the needs of whole humanity. Well, it turns out choice is not freedom. It is division within a person’s psyche and a house divided against itself is confused so cannot stand. It was a sorry trick for we are in fact slaves now to “What about me?” And the separate “me” we worry about is a thought without existence as a fact. A fictitious conceit, like a cold, is the common disease. A robber, it takes the ease from life that lies in universal consciousness. Rather than being “me” we are in disconnect from universal consciousness. Pity.

Around 2006, a short 15 years ago, I was living in a quiet, peaceful village outside Austin Texas. Traffic there was practically nonexistent. I am told today the average cost of a house in that neighborhood is 

$ 500,000 and the next silicon valley will include about thirty miles of land stretching from that small village to Marble Falls Texas!

The word God can have two entirely different meanings now. The original meaning is: that which gives life and feeds us naturally which all living things share in common…the source of the universal consciousness referred to above. The new meaning is: What we must be taught how to pray to and how to live so as to please or gratify in order to be given what we want as individuals. We may pray, “Lord protect my sheep, protect my family, protect my nation, protect me, destroy my enemies. We are taught these things concerning the psyche by so-called spiritual experts or priests who study as scientists study the material world and inform the masses.  Many are told it is noble to suffer and struggle to arrive some day, after death, at an understanding of what has been done to them. Others are taught “psychic” tricks or secrets as effective tools to compete for toys in the greedy, competitive material world and come out wealthy… too late. And it is about as effective as science in the job of improving life for humans. Sad is it to find out every being had within all along the key which can never be lost. What’s gonna happen? 

It is not too late to reconnect to universal consciousness. That is, to have a brain entirely free of conditioned thinking in matters of the psyche and to be clear to solve problems immediately as they arise without causing more. I moved from the village that is becoming a crowded city to continue to live a wonderful, fulfilling, exciting, creative life with no worries and lots of love outside the reach of conceited chaos. Your brain ain’t your brain, man, it is the brain of humanity. Ain’t that grand news! Know thyself. 

 CONFESSION 

We worship thinking. We are afraid is why. We want to feel safe. So, by thinking we invent a god. The God we invent we think to be invincible we think made us and we think therefore loves us and will take care of us. We get sick or our child is sick or our lover is sick. Why did God we invented and named God with a capital G not save us? Our enemies tell they have God, too. Can we keep them from having a god? Kill em all? Does my god hate my enemies? He must be no larger than me. Oh, my God! Thinking is rational for building a proper tepee but not for inventing a God. That is a rank insult to what God there be.

Maybe it is not so important to name God and pray to it, arrange and re-arrange characteristics, as it is to know whether we have any way, as we are made, to actually be safe? Someone said “Know Thyself”. Suppose with me for a moment  that from the perspective of an actual God to pray using a name we invent for selfish protection for me and mine is such a pathetic demonstration  of no faith, zero faith, love must go deaf. Love, in whose shadow is real safety, is interested in our stepping forth on a journey for a limited lifetime in search of shelter to discover what love is all about by helping each other on our way.

Here is a confession. It is pathetic. I am a Texas Tech Red Raider fanatic. I want badly for my team, in all its endeavors, to defeat other schools in games of competition.  I spend time and money in pursuit of such nonsense. So far, my team only wins about half the games. I also know that should they win them all some year and be crowned national champions, the teams will be expected to repeat that every year for many years to come. A  goal  is always, always always going to disappoint. The reward for doing a good job is to be loaded with heavier and heavier loads until you break. For what? To prove what? What kind of a god is behind that silliness? 

There is reason by my confession to label myself a big fool who is wasting his life, valuable time he could spend in loving ways. It is vain to believe people love each other. Love, when found, shelters and inspires people. Make something beautiful.  Beauty comes not from a person. Ask any artist. It comes from unknown regions all of us are here to discover. All are artists. Ask yourself. I say to you, now, I want to busy myself in that direction for as long as I have left to live.

 

Let’s Be Honest About It

We are messed up. Humans live lives here that are confused, out of control, and scary. It is so tangled up it defies analysis. Opinions fall all over the place and putting them together is worse than leaving them alone. All our relationships are injured, broken and incomplete. We are struggling to make some kind of sense from nonsense. Every decision made that way makes things worse. My life is a bunch of irritating noise. I wish I could walk away from it. What can anybody do? Face the fact. You and I can do nothing about it. It is like admitting I did nothing to make the world so who am I to change it? Hey, who am I? I have been trying to change things all my life. Could that be the real problem? Can I change? 

Why bother to ask anybody how?  Who would answer? All we can do is ask the question of nobody, let it go, expect no answer. Do not answer it yourself. Do not even say I believe the answer will be X. See whether the question answers itself. I just got my answer. 

 PROBLEMS

One man asks, Is it possible to live so that one’s brain, itself, has no problems?

A woman says, it can be so when one is centered in the heart or Tao.

A third one  says, I agree, if my brain clears itself of problems it can then solve whatever problem arises quickly and effectively, that is to say, no new problem is created by that solution from a clear mind. 

All three in peaceful and humble accord join hands and laugh together in great joy.

A listener chimes in: I always wanted to know what is leadership, truly. Now I see. Only a clear minded and humble child-like king is going to bring about peace. A smart aleck will fail and fail and fail and people will build monuments of his likeness and write poems and songs and books to praise the fool as great because he always was solving problems which created more and more and more of them and they admired him or her for it.

Now, when anyone asks “Can my brain be free of problems” who is expected to provide an answer? Up to now it probably has been the conditioned brain that is not free.  What kind of answer can such a brain come up with? The kind that creates more problems?

This could be a fresh new moment. “Ever hear it said, The answer to a question lies inside the question?” Have you? Nobody answered. A butterfly appears.

 THE BIND WE ARE IN

I want to speak of the bind we are in. It matters.

We depend upon courts to decide conflicts among citizens of a fictitious system we call a nation. As if that is not bad enough, we seat a judge on an elevated platform higher than everybody else in the room. We are to address him in a way that reminds us he is thought somehow to be above us in stature. The way the average lawyer or legislator expresses this strange scene is to say “I respect the office, not the man or woman who holds it”. So, we are to agree to respect a mere image above that we give a living human being. It can be seen by a child that by doing that we are giving utmost respect to that beneath us, a fictitious being we created, rather than simply admit all humans are equal and so a system of judging is unacceptable as contrary to truth. It is exactly the same as if we agreed on making Santa Claus our final authority. And stuck his figure on a high platform and bowed to it. An office of government has no reality. Why must we continue such nonsense. Recently, there was reported to the whole world a revolution in Egypt that lasted awhile and it was seriously suggested for the first time that perhaps people in Egypt needed no government at all. Ultimately, another government was invented and installed but it is worth reminding ourselves that the time draws nearer when some nation is going to decide it needs no imaginary government as the people living there are found to be completely competent to live together in an orderly fashion that far exceeds that any government ever installed has ever known. It shall come to be. For some reason, and for a long time, we have chosen to pretend we know not of the untapped power in a simple but complete grant of respect to any living human. 

I knew a man whose older brother was an alcoholic. He had been taught that the elder brother in a family is to be consulted on any problem. Sam told me that for many years whenever trouble arose in his immediate family he searched until he found his drunken older brother, sobered him up, and asked him as the elder for his instruction with regard to the problem at hand. Then, Sam confided, “never once did I fail to do what my brother suggested and never once did I regret that I had done so”. I have since personally seen so many people, when given trust and respect, rise to heights of excellence previously unknown to them. It is in us all.

And the best news of all I ever received is that for anybody who chooses to be that way it is, was, and will be simply a matter of finding the king inside one’s heart and accepting naturally full responsibility for one’s own life. That is done by answering the question: Who are you? You will surely find yourself in a new dimension where there is no conflict, confusion, or doubt.

 Jaxon Smith awakened in that state. He had been here before but that had no significance to him for one chief aspect of the state he found himself in is that it carries forward no meaning at all and absolutely no expectations present themselves. It just means nothing. Jaxon has no purpose. And that is all the purpose anyone needs to create something new. It seems that in this realm the absence of meaning gives the meaningness to it all. Clarity is present when meaning is not. Jaxon is nobody’s boy. And Jaxon feels no need to proselytize. So, I will stop here.

Jaxon saw immediately a new way to shave his face. It was quite easily done, enjoyable, and quite effective, giving more freedom to design his facial hair as he pleased for this day only. He dressed very quickly. Now Jaxon is struck to add that the absence of meaning is the absence of language and that is the absence of thought. Thought to Jaxon now is limited to the mundane. Is in its proper place at last. To locate his razor for example. So Jaxon may be the only person on Earth, or anywhere, who is not completely the result of his thoughts. Such might be the ending of thought as the master of life. It is thrilling! 

Jaxon’s brain is thrilled! A state of newness moment to moment is not just a theory. It is clear thought did not bring him to this state of life in a whole new unknown realm. Thought cannot enter this portal. The disappearance of proselyting is simply the certainty for Jaxon he is never alone. Or, rather, alone is not a  feeling of loneliness but a state of wholeness…all one…completion. No sorrow.