I’ve attempted to write one of these before – a little “where we’re at” piece to try to explain the world to ourselves. Not for analysis, but a sense of release. To provoke in the reader a “Oh, that IS what’s going on.” Not to find out but to recognise, to resonate and have a small party in clarity. With such noble hopes, we go on.
Civilisation – the combined cultures of the world – is in a state of hysterical despair. The despair comes from a directionless, wayward sense of where the world needs to go now, and the many crushing problems that beset it. For all our rhetoric, we have few solutions and the immensity of crises, and myriad reports of breakdowns and potential threats, freaks us to the bottom.
The hysteria comes in the escape from this despair/general hopelessness. It manifests in the chasing of cultural trends, desperate surges and waves of media hype. Passing bands, comedy series that are passed around frenetically. And why not? We’re so busy consuming and soothing, we’ve got nowhere else to go and we hardly listen or watch with any integrity. Each passing megabit of music, film of comedy show is imbibed to feed an addiction to discover more. Without absorption, to allay the pain. We are at saturation.
We are also witnessing astonishing creativity, and this comes in the moments of freedom lurches. It is not the turgid repitition that comes on facebook, but a gentle listening or a surrender to the rush.
Forests and water would serve us better to quieten the mind.
Politicians have been looking more for opportunity than any sense of building for so long we’ve lost an understanding of how to govern. We’ve also lost, as the baby boomers retire, the last barriers to conservatism that made management balanced and made sense. It even had a sense of fun. The following generation are shits. Their solutions are like David Cameron and Obama: vapid, with tearable skin and an over-reliance on military.
We’re chasing trends and getting excited by openings because, truth be known, there is precious hope left. Not that there is not radiance shining in the heart of every being, there is. But the pressures exerted on the psyche at this time: hopelessness, an end of an era eating up the last of its ideas, environmental crisis, political bollocks, military subversion widespread abuse and the definition of the modern condition: alienation.
And this is very much the point: we’re chewing on the last of the cud to ready ourselves for the twilight, long dark night and golden dawn. It’s as if an over-saturated media is like the maw of a giant, racing through our collective subconscious*, sapping up our thrills and temporary pleasures in preparation for something deeper, more completely pleasurable, more long term, less cost based, more rhythmic in symmetry, art and tomfoolery. More independent, less corporate, more juicy less shallow, more of a breath for our yearning souls, less of a disappointed whisper, less frustration, more catharsis, more immersed, less floating. More stars, brighter sun. Two and their cousins, melting into one.
Its the idea of a tired decade collapsing in on itself – the lingering whoop of a rock crowd when the band played on. It’s the lowering of a cigarette from a mouth in wry recognition, that lungs aside, it’s so god damn good. Alcohol that drives you giddy without a drink.
Truth 1: We live in a radiant universe
Truth 2: We’re blind to it
Truth 3: More and more people are opening their eyes and as they do – ignore the hiherto ripples, there’s a storm a blowing in coming years – the collective effects of enlightened behaviour will cause governments to fall, systems to collapse and the setting up of arrangements that will allow us to live more fully.
Truth 4: It might not be that comfortable.
The building up of psychic pressure that we experience, is precisely the means of our liberation – to be recognised, and absorbed. Not avoided and not rationalised. The old ways have absolutely no lessons for what is happening now. Keynes is irrelevant, the Bible told us but we long ago stopped listening. It’s the freedom of Tao breaking forward, the rapid change of the unchangeable making itself known.
It is not a time to hold onto your hat, but to throw it in the air.
Pleasure/pressure/time collapsing into one.
*Did you see Inception? It’s purpose was very much this. A deeply healing film and not to mention: way awesome.