Chasing the Same Tails (Tales)

Globalization is now the new market in which capitalist pirates can seize the new economic boom. Since the world seems to work around money, and the goal of attaining more of it, our true purpose has been slighted by this misrepresented concept.

He who has the most numbers wins?

I don’t think so.

We must simply begin to question the very ideas that are presented to us by our fellow mainstream innovators. Why push globalization now? Why not one thousand years ago? Why are we even counting years to begin with? As a human, we are connected to everything around us through emotional strings, strings we are obviously not using. What we feel is very real, even though we have been taught to not trust our feelings and seek advice from so called experts. Feeling is an organic and natural process that has always been with us. If we feel the heart of others our connections to those people will never be severed. But it’s scary to feel isn’t it? Lets think about it this way, when we are born, we are told that one day, past the great question mark of life, we will grow old and die. A malicious factor that has been taken as fact that inhibits us from feeling.

I can love my neighbor, but only 75%. The reason being is that if I love my neighbor a full 100% I risk getting hurt because one day he/she might leave or die. So I limit my love for thy neighbor and for myself. I find that I have created an invisible cage around myself and my heart. I find myself destroying the very thing that makes me, me…. my feelings and emotions that fuel my very existence. If I am the creator of my reality, then all things are a matter of my choosing.

Inevitably, death is a choice.

We rely on the internet, cell phones, email, telegrams and other such devices simply because we are afraid of an emotionally connected relationship. What these devices do for us, we have always been able to do through our hearts and minds, our very own organic technology. Globalization has been around even before the word was invented, the modem our minds, the power our hearts.

So why is it that we are now only talking about this global unity, and only now noticing that most of the world works on a mechanical reaction to the things around us? Perhaps the church has the answer? Perhaps the Psychologist that works within certain measures of nationalism will know? The fact of the matter is that it is placed in our path now because someone perhaps is banking on it, maybe not. The idea here is to recreate the World as we know it as creators. Government and its multiple political smiles are a falsehood of special interests that sustain economic gains. We live our lives thinking that we have limited choices: choices such as having a vanilla milkshake or a chocolate one, large fries or onion rings, a three-bedroom house or a four-bedroom one.

There’s a lot more than just that, and I am not simply speaking about a choice in car colors or the coffin that you’ll be buried in one day. I am speaking about the choice of immortality, the choice to change the world and the choice to truly feel the emotions that we have suppressed for most of our lives.

We have a choice in all matters.

Humans have tried to reconstruct the tools they have already possessed through structures and technology, in the name of advancement. The further we venture passed our true origins the greater the divide becomes. Not only does our world become more mechanical, but so do our responses and feelings to that mechanical monster.

What can we do?

There is not one community out there, authority, specialist that would know you better than you would know your self. You live with yourself 365 days a year, 24 hours a day and so on. You are aware of every change, of every thought and every evolution you go through. Based on this truth, logically it is impossible for a doctor or a psychologist that meets you for 5 minutes to know more about you than you already know.

It is time to give credit to where credit is due.

Time to start fully trusting yourself and take responsibilities towards the world around you.

These ideas such as global unity can serve for a great conversation over coffee but can easily die with the last sugar packet.

It is simply time to connect not through internet or mobile phones… but to connect with the emotions that can and will surpass the mechanistic society which we have created for the sake of advancement. Advancement we’ve been equipped with since day one.

Gods and the Madness of the Human Condition

The Gods Must Be Crazy, a film directed by South African born Jamie Uys is an allegorical journey of how drastically unnatural our technology has become. The film in its essence is a story about discovery and how the world has steered from its natural origin.

The story starts with the introduction of the natives, the Bushmen or Sans people of the Kalahari. These natives survive in the Kalahari as hunter-gatherers. The Bushmen also survive picking wild berries and other methods of gathering water and such. One day, the pilot of a passing plane decides that after drinking a thirst quenching ‘Coke’ it’s better to throw it out the window than recycling it. This empty bottle of ‘Coke’ becomes the trigger reaction to one mans epic journey of curiosity and discovery.

Like who have seen this particular film, the story is self-explanatory. It draws a comparison between technically advanced civilizations and the non-technically advanced civilizations. At first thought one would immediately think that a civilization that has not been introduced to technology would be backwards. But is that truly the case? For example, giving a person of lesser intelligence a wrist watch that can calculate the most complex math within seconds, tell you your exact location in the world and even tell you the perceptual calibrations of the sun does not necessarily make this person smarter or by any means more advanced than the next. In fact, the chance that this technology is actually used for its intended purpose is slim. Imagine a baby being sat down with no one around to explain to them what a ‘jack-in-the-box’ is supposed to do. This baby would sit down and investigate the box, pound on it, shake it and throw it. As the baby builds his/her understanding of what this mysterious box is without prior explanation, something wonderful happens….

They form their own reality of what the use and purpose of this box actually is. What if they eventually discover the handle and begin to turn it? A few seconds of careful turning would reveal this painted figure popping out of the box at the baby.

What then?

The baby, following his/her natural inclination will make a self-determining judgment as to what this thing truly is. It will decide whether it is evil, good or neutral. This process is by far more interesting. I mean, lets think about it. From the moment that the human being is launched into this layer of reality, he/she is told what things are and what these things do. It is in fact a matter of suggestive perceptions that construct most human’s lives. These suggestions, being simply suggestions are taken as fact without question. Others give us the unwanted gift of their limitations. We simply take them as truth and never question them.

Everything is multi-dimensional.

Now, technology necessarily does not make situations better. In many ways, technology takes what already has a natural structure and dismantles it hoping that in the reconstruction of such a structure it can make it better.

Hope is nice and essential, but if a society or thought is not broken why would it need to be fixed? This ironically is the main problem with technology and forced advancement (evolution for the sake of evolution).

The bottle (technology) when introduced to the Sans people is welcomed at first. However, eventually this technology brings the Sans people a particular sense of disruption in the form of jealousy and anger. The bottle is then viewed as a great evil and is taken from the village to be destroyed.

Much like the baby analyzing the jack-in-the-box, the Sans people, void of any suggestive measure interpreted the bottle as something they did not need nor want.

Wouldn’t it be nice if we could simply make decisions on our own natural inclination versus the forced inclination of others?