Sunday, September 7, 2014

Sharing Your Love for a Bug?



When I was young, like a lot of children, and especially boys, I had an intense interest in insects.  I loved finding them, watching them, holding them, letting them climb on me, and showing them to others.  They were mysterious and odd in so many delightfully foreign and creepy ways.

Finding that others did not share my affection was another strange oddity to be explored. Seeing their unfounded fear as weakness,  my first impulse was to lay claim to my new super power and demonstrate how I could hold and tolerate their Kryptonite.  Now, instead of respected for my strength and bravery, by such close association I too became creepy and odd, and a bit misunderstood.  But that sat quite well with me because I sat quite well with bugs.  However, by hanging tight with my bug buddies I also became one to be avoided.

I think I became a bit distracted by the thrill of scaring or unsettling with a bug, such that my goal was no longer simply sharing the beauty of the bug.  The rejection of something so interesting and beautiful was irrational and produced within me a small undercurrent of coercion, "Face your fears damn it!"  "Love this beautifully strange and harmless bug, you bug bigot!".  I don't remember ever being mean with bugs toward other people, at least not intentionally so, maybe I was.  But I do remember being irritated by the irrational and inconceivable levels of discomfort and thus being a little pushy, chiding their fears as unfounded and insisting that they make some concession of approach.  At any rate, I'm sure I changed no one's mind about bugs during my childhood years.  If I did it was most likely in the opposite direction than that intended, a bug based backfire effect.

Like bugs, fears are also strange and creepy things, especially the unfounded ones.  Most fears are based on something, and then blown terribly out of proportion.  A grasshopper can't harm you, but a trillion can by eating all your crops.  It is a bit creepy, their multi-directional unpredictability of movement, their clinging velcro-like feet, and that inkish spit oozing from creepy meaty multifaceted mandibles.   Bugs can bite, sting, poison, and spread germs and disease.  All things to be avoided and controlled for sure.  But bugs are beneficial in so many ways as well, and some 'bad' bugs while not directly 'good' for us are beneficial to their particular ecosystem and thus ultimately good for us.

How sad it is to never love or appreciate the beauty of a bug, to let its presence or potential presence strike you with fear and avoidance, rather than understanding it?  You are thus not fully free to do the things you love with the threat of its constant potential to be somewhere in your environment.

My wife likes to garden her flowerbeds, but as the grasshoppers come out, her flowerbeds go increasingly untended.  Visibly upset, she'll often come and get me to remove one.  I cannot simply set it loose somewhere else; it must be eliminated.  Luckily we have chickens so its death can be made worthy of something.  When in bug whisperer mode, I calmly capture it, a thing usually done easily without much distress.  Holding it in the cradle of my cupped hands while walking toward the chicken run, I bring it to my face, to view it eye to eye and whisper it a soft apology, pronounce its final rites, and giving it a mock kiss goodbye before casting it to the eager chickens.  Observing the cycle of life I wish it well on its new adventure should there be one.

Why all this talk about bugs?  Because I have found as an adult that I have a tendency to want to speak to people's fears and insecurities, hoping that in examining them or bringing them out I can help them lay some of them to rest.  I tend to turn over their rocks, and hop into their window wells looking for bugs and creepy curiosities.  I'm pretty sure, although uncomfortable, that I want people to do the same for me. I'm a little weird that way.

Fear is the mind killer, and the key limitation to open experience and understanding.  Much of what stops people's thinking and exploration is based on fear, fear of being wrong, fear of letting go, fear of change.  Some things are best approached with respect, or left alone, being admired and observed at a distance.  You can call that fear.  Maybe it's the healthy side of it.  But my goal in life is to fear nothing and understand everything - quite a lofty goal, I know.

I've found so many times that if I study and explore what makes me afraid I find something to love, admire, and even inhabit mentally in a free, fun, and exploratory way.  I love the dark, the night, all things that creep and crawl, all things that snap and snarl. I realize that I am my own special kind of weird and now the trick I see for me to master is how to use discretion so as not to share in a way that causes in others any source of fear, or sense of attack, or repulsion.  Living with social animals the biggest clout and influence is had by the retention of your in-group identity.  Your being perceived as an insider, a friend, not a foe, is your best bet to influence change in a group or another person.  Once you get labelled an outtie, all of the cognitive biases kick in like a mega arsenal to shut you and your foreign ideas down. 

This is my challenge because much of what I accept and admire is repulsive to a mind trapped in an existential dilemma with a profound need to seek out comfort, meaning, hope, perpetuity of life and soul.  Many of my views are antithetical to the people who surround me.  This contradiction, even if by mere mention of labels (Hi, I'm a bit of an atheist), by its very essence is seen as aggression.  There is no quicker way to make yourself an outsider than to mention an antithetical position on anything, but especially core beliefs (politics, religion, peanut butter, smooth or crunchy).

What bugs teach me best is that life is ephemeral and fleeting, sometimes strange and creepy, but very diverse.  We may continue on beyond our life, but if we do bugs do too.  Like many things, intelligence is a continuum.  Hopefully life is too.

I am still learning to share my love for a bug, and for things which bug.  Sometimes being bugged is best to move you from your comfortable position toward something new and different, but other times, should it prove too persistent, or its presence too annoying or intolerable, the bug gets it hard. 

I'll say hello to the chickens for you.  :)


Thursday, August 21, 2014

Au Natural




Warning: The following is another deep and naked swim in the seething sea of existentialism, and mental goofiness. Proceed with caution. When it gets too much feel free to surface and hold your head above water.

If you don't know by now, I'm a deep thinker, but I'm also a deep feeler too. I guess it comes with the territory of being a highly sensitive person (HSP).

When I am logical and focused on science and evidence (where I have to be to stay 'sane'), eventually I hit a point where I am saddened by the state of things.  Humans and humanity seem hopelessly unable to change for the better, being wired to be believing meat machines who think, and so many seem trapped in some really bad beliefs and delusions that on the whole are detrimental to the planet, and to us all living together peaceably, without the rampant over-consumption, greed, one upping (covet wars), waste, division, and fighting.  

In this state of mind I despair and become depressed and feel powerless to change something that is so badly broken and seems permanently wired (intransigent) in most people ... but the good news is that I don't need to change anyone but me... Good grief, what a relief!

 I want to hope that somehow we'll figure it all out, hopefully evolve, if we don't snuff ourselves off the planet with our dismissal and inaction on climate change, and eco-losses, biodiversity loss, and other scientific facts about reality (denial of evolution comes to mind).

I absolutely love animals (and, yes, that classification includes people, like it or not, you're an animal) and all life.  It makes me extremely sad when I think of the collapse of much of the ocean's ecosystems, the beautiful reefs dying, and losing much of the biodiversity in many of the planet's remaining natural habitats, and in the process the larger animals who live there; the gorillas, tigers, elephants, rhinos ... on and on and on.  

7+ billion people cannot continue living on this planet and consuming and behaving like the modern model of consumerism promotes.

Hopefully technology will save us.  There are some extremely brilliant people at work, trying to solve the problems of our impact on the planet.  When firmly in this head-space, I want to solve the problems in my human nature, and promote environmental awareness.  I want people to change their lives, and think and behave according to the truths of science, and primarily, according to what we know by cognitive science.  If you don't understand how your brain is wired to deceive you and how it causes you to think and behave badly, how can you expect to really fix it?  You are just going to be stuck in a bunch of error loops your whole life unless you seek to address the root problem.  

The first step is to realize that your brain is not as great and logical as you would like to think it is.  You are not naturally a brilliant streamlined thinking machine that collectively and objectively logs and records everything with perfect precision and accuracy ... who subsequently feels.  You are a lumbering feeling machine that thinks and recollects selectively.  Your thinking is the public servant (defender) of your feelings.  It lawyers and defends them.   Many religions teach that we are born broken, incomplete, fallen, etc.  We are.  The natural human brain is severely flawed.  People are usually okay when their religion tells them that, but they bristle when science shows the same thing.

If we define diseases of the mind as a spectrum and as the thinking and behaviors that slow or stop us from making our lives efficient and functional on a basic level, then almost everyone is mentally ill by some degree. We're born that way.  I hope that by being candid and open about my mental illness (hsp/bipolar) I can help show that it is really nothing to be ashamed of, like any other organ in the body it is prone to issues and breakdown.  Mental health is just as easy to lose, and must be maintained just like physical health. 

The mind aligned toward belief and intuition is sometimes very divergent - belief based thinking is often divergent, but it is also convergent when balanced with truth.  Ironically, religion will never make us one - science will, and I believe (and Know) that science will show us what religion has been dancing around all this time, like a pow-wow around a campfire. We have always  known the simple truth of creation (but maybe that's another blog).

But science sucks at speaking the transforming language of love and hope that every human (well most) needs to hear. Many people view science as cold and without heart and humanity.  This is the weakness and failing of science, it's lack of  expressing things in a spiritual and emotionally meaningful context - but every principle of science IS spiritual, and has a spiritual corollary.

Science is reductive, looking at things compartmentally and isolated.  This is not how the universe is.  Science is small picture stuff, important stuff, but it deals with limitation, and compartmentalization.  It ignores the bigger picture, in sweating the small stuff (yet important stuff). It gets stuck within the finite limitations of the physical world, and bounces off the borders of the paradoxes at the boundaries.

I question "emotional" knowledge because I know how fallible it is when we let it run the show, and defend it with or rational minds - this is the natural human state.  When I'm in my safe and sane zone I have to seriously keep that animal in check, maybe even dismount for a bit.

"Reasoning can take us to almost any conclusion we want to reach, because we ask "Can I believe it?" when we want to believe something, but "Must I believe it?" when we don't want to believe. The answer is almost always yes to the first question and no to the second" - The Righteous Mind 

I dismount from my lumbering elephant and retreat to the safety of logic and science, and what can actually be known and proven.  In this state of mind I seriously begin to doubt god and the validity of those profoundly expansive and deep spiritual experiences when I'm "manic", hyperconnected and "god" is talking to me, and I have visions, insights, etc...

Somewhere in the middle there is truth.  It is so hard to hang on to the middle when you are being pulled so strongly in both directions.  The force feels like I can imagine the gravity of a dense black hole, pulling me apart as I struggle to keep it together.  In a spiritual vision I saw that I was once recently a black hole and before that the innocence of ignorance sacrificed (a child).  It all may be metaphor, but felt so strongly as if to mean something profound.  I think we all must sacrifice the child within as we mature to handle the pressures and obligations of adulthood.  If we look back at our beginnings, beyond the gametes that made us zygotes, we all came from the void of possibilities, into a gradual state of growing consciousness.

"The natural (hu)man  is an enemy to god."  or as Romans puts it, "A mind governed by the flesh is hostile to the laws of the divine and cannot abide them." Actually I quite believe that one, which may seem odd given my tenuous belief in god.  In our natural state with our broken ape brains we are an enemy to god, at least good, and love, and most of all truth.  We all suffer from delusions to some degree, and the smallest delusion carries the strongest degree - crack that one if you can. I think we have been following the wrong god, the one made by humans to manipulate and control other humans.

I believe that we naturally rise to the level we can handle.  I believe that although the natural man is an enemy to god, the natural man is also attracted to good, more than evil.  Love more than hate.  Peace more than war.  I believe the world will beat the natural man right out of you if you let it - once each person tires of argument, fighting, war, death, destruction, dysfunction, etc.  Some people never will in this go around, maybe quite a lot won't. That's OK. We all act according to our understanding, we are all acting natural. 

Whatever will be will be.  My life will be guided by hanging on to love, and hope as I ride this wild and scary ride.  The perspective of safety on the edge is what makes for a good thrill, even the potential of terrible terrible loss, spikes a rush of adrenaline - good adrenaline if you feel in control.  

If it is loss, I lose, I'm gone.  
There is no me that carries on.  
If that so be I'm fine just Ron.  
And Ron is best when holding on, 
to both sides equally with both hands.  
This the most stable form of natural man.  
And gripping both sides I better see 
the wonders of infinity, 
and at every point there is a me, 
a tree, a bee ... 
an Earth spinning held captive but free.   
Love and hope is my gravity.  
Being pulled between poles extracts the best of me
like arms stretched out and nailed to a dead tree.  
A torture endured best lovingly.  
I am sacrificed so all might be.
I am a naked natural man 
hanging from a tree.  
And being Ron 
I brought it on, 
no need for sympathy. 
If the world's not ready now, 
I'm sure to come again. 
Hopefully some day 
I can stay 
and hang out a while with friends.  
And as I hang with thee
maybe you will see 
all that's good in me, 
my divinity.  
I know that I AM 
and with this see 
the me that I truly AM in thee.
For as I AM, you ARE too

and best we can hope is our best to do

If you let it, the world will transform you for good - seek the good, seek understanding over offense, Seek Love.  True love, which I define as compassionate understanding and acceptance, even if at a distance when disparate to your Ch'i.

When you see what I see (if such is ever possible between two minds) you will see that we are all one, everything living and everything giving life.  It goes around in infinite endless perpetuity and you are there at every point in one way or another.  I AM eternal progression.  I am alpha and omega, the beginning and the end.  I am that high and that brought low. And every end is a new beginning and every beginning will have its end, which can be a mixed bag dependent not so much on the journey between, but the attitude and aptitudes of the traveler.  And you can say all this too in humble self affirmation, because I see the divine in you, as I must due to the commonality of our humanity and DNA ... and we are truly one in the context of it all in comparison to all other states of life and being - we share the delights and pitfalls of being human - together.  Find your natural go(o)dness - be good.  If you cannot believe in god, seek love and hang on to hope and rise toward it.

I think it would be a shame and disappointment on grand scales if after all our struggles together and against each other throughout the recorded history of human life on this planet,  that after all of it we FAIL to understand and realize the strength of our unity.


I say all this "religious speak" knowing that each individual is beset by personal beliefs of one sort or another, and each defines god against the backdrop of how they would define their best character, or what they can percieve a "best person" to be.  So at each perception there is a unique personality that collectively describes and defines what we would wish god to be ... I say wish it, and manifest it in yourself.  Be your best person.

When people say they don't believe in god, knowing that such is typically a mental cheat for describing one's assertions of their divine, of their best self, I can't help but hear a bit of self doubt, maybe even loathing, and I hope to help this heal in them by saying, "Well then, believe in yourself, and it is the same."


As you seek your bliss, you will find (if you're paying attention) the things which block it.  You will rid yourself of all the behaviors that do not bring lasting happiness, and that mire you in addiction. Addiction to any one thing is getting stuck in it and letting it control you.  There are all kinds of addictions.  My mind as it ebbs and flows and sways to and fro has a tendency to get stuck within a certain limited view.  When I am manic I feel unstuck, but I've learned to manage it with a lot of tethers, because if I get too unstuck I start living and thinking out of context.  Context is my tether.  

Un-tethered I know I am god, not GOD, butt god, nonetheless - okay, maybe quiet-sum and the less in my current incarnation.  I have many moments lately with deep feelings and impressions that I have been all things (even Stars and Black holes)... and the prevalent view that all things are and expression of God, even me. I know this may sound quite kooky to some.  And if it makes you chuckle I'm glad for that.

I have a recurring dream where I was sacrificed (thrown away from everyone) as an innocent child to fulfill the demands of justice. I was torn into infinity as I was cast into a black hole to be destroyed for my crime of ignorance. My crime of curiosity.  I imagine that I became that black hole and that sacrifice of innocence began this galaxy and universe of division, which will culminate as it grows to reconnect and gather itself back into its true form, we - everything, not me Ron, but We GOD.  The universe is growing in complexity as are we. It is expanding and rushing away from itself. Yet I feel that as the comprehension of the spheres increases the expansion will reach the outer boundary and stall in a static state before it then makes the travel in the opposite direction (imploding back to a singularity. We are evolving back, each to our god and oneness (internal and external). We are on the edge of comprehending something heretofore incomprehensible. 

This is your story too, or some version thereof. And I love hearing the stories of others...Because we are one. Knowing this I cheer for you and tear for you, and hope you win exactly what you want - your best wishes for you and yours. 

That which I find in me is also in you, and vice versa.  You are divine.  Seek your divinity and pray to god to find it ... and be prepared to follow your innards as you are led, even into the most scary territory. 

I am the last child... at least as my dreams and my experiences continue to show me. There is little self aggrandizement in that space as a god. Being so I am willing to be led to further realization and growth. But I have a sneaky feeling that the child has the best view of all creation - I know my children have awakened my love for this world as we play and imagine, and hate to turn it off at night, waiting for another day to play.

Outta Sight! :Poem


Outta Sight!

In one thing there are many.
In many things there is one.
Just like simple hydrogen
isn't all that makes the sun.

I see me in everyone,
and everyone in me.
All that grand and beautiful,
that too terrible and ugly.

As I explore I try to ignore
all the things that lock the doors,
that keep me trapped, or on all fours.
a victim of the nevermore

You are truly beautiful
despite all of that ugly,
rising out of weakness
you find your purity.

And if I can help you find it,
it too, you must know I see,
as I point out the doors you've locked,
so terrible and ugly.

I pray that brave each day you'll be,
to search out on your ring of keys,
explore each door for what's locked inside,
detached from ego, without pride.

And once these dark caverns you're inside,
ignite your best lantern or flashlight.
Like tiny stars that light the night,
you are stardust filled with light.

Be sure of your divinity
enough to face your fudge,
and find entwined a deeper mind
with which to better judge.

Understand the ugly truths,
harder more than those called good,
for these doors you won't explore
expand your mental 'hood.

There's nothing truly evil
if we quest to truly live,
and shed the ignorance of hate
of ALL things 'negative'.

And you'll find the sweetest song
is singing how much you were wrong
to hate the darkness and the night,
because it brought you full, upright.
In finding wrong you have found right
and all things that were outta sight.

You too true are outta sight
and this my focus when I see you
I find your locus as I can be you
We are one, wrong and right
... and being wrong is outta sight!

Desire Amplifier: Poem

I aspire
to all I admire
and feel a desire
profound to acquire.

The one qualifier
for that to transpire
is that I enquire
and be an applier.

The trier must try
and be tried by the fire,
mired in muck
and stuck by the briar.

Let the tears roll,
suck your fortifier.
Call a ceasefire
and string your barbed wire.

Peace pacifier
that great rectifier
gives new resolve
in you now entire.

Shout advance with a choir
and beating drums dire
swelling higher and higher.
Intensifiers!

Plug in your wire
to your amplifier.
Now strum to become
a dream occupier

Oh yeah, and make sure you tuned it first ... Oh, it is? ... Um, well, keep after it!


A funny note: After I'd written this poem I was reminded of a funny story. I got my first guitar and amplifier at the age of fourteen. I would play it loud and long in the basement in all its distorted poorly tuned glory. A few neighborhood women performing periodic visits with my mother complained to her that it sounded like I was torturing a cat, and she should maybe consider getting me some help

Oh, and on subsequent visits they also complained that I could not sing either, and for the love of all that's holy I should stop doing it -  hilarious!

Wednesday, August 20, 2014

Deep Rising: Thoughts & Poem



At the very bottom and depth of it all we are creatures of hope. I have hit the bottom of my present abyss and now I slowly, calmly rise back to the surface for air ... if I am not careful I will continue in my ascent, becoming airborne. 

I am a creature that must seek comfort and ease, both in water and in air. Watch me fly. Watch me soar to great height and depth in both mediums. As a fish fears open air so does the bird the lack of it.  Hope is in the air. I sink to depths so compressed, and heights so expanded as to remove it almost completely.  At these extremes of the mind killer I remember hope. I remember to conserve the breath of hope, to find my depth, and breathe in context. 

Breathe. 

Soar to the highest heights and lowest depths of Hope. 

Return. 

Breathe again. 

I am renewed. 

In this life I hope to die a thousand deaths, for in each rising I am more. In each rising I see that I AM.

Deep Rising

I do not fear the deep
I do not fear the darkness
There's beauty in the black
and wonder in the starkness

Tiny light of hope's bearing
a guiding pole of starlight
leads me in my daring
and orients me upright

Magnetic fields and frequencies
I can feel, alive, a buzz in me
full of pain and ecstasy
the highs and lows make wrecks of me

I've gone so high and deep in song 
You knew not how far I was gone
Gorging on the surplus
I keep my tether at the surface,
a bobbing head that looks like Ron.

I hope some day to do it
without even letting on.
Swimming in the current
like a salmon off to spawn

Then, maybe then
They will leave me to my own
to find my zany zen
or bury my favorite bone

I have found my soul
within every animal
the cycles of life, and eternity
I have lived them full

This is what I know, alive resides in me
As I'm rising from the deep
Death holds not my energy
I AM just waking again from another sleep.

Monday, August 4, 2014

Mr.Flip Side



When I look in the mirror I see someone trying very hard to be me, but close inspection proves it's just a poser,  taking the reverse position on everything I am ... maybe I can learn something from him.   I'll call him Mr. Flipside. 

Actually, in greek mythology wisdom is often portrayed as female (Metis and her daughter Athena) so I feel my wiser self has a female component as well.  I definitely benefit from the solid judgment my wife provides when bouncing ideas with her, and she grounds me when I'm flying high; she's like the string of the kite, or the attraction of the Sun.  She helps keep me in orbit as I'm flying off in space.

Within my internal dialogue are two people, my true self, along with a sparring partner who bounces back my blows of "wisdom". Let's call him Mr. Flipside ... or better, considering that last wisdom nugget, Mrs. Flipside (and they keep trading places!)She is a loving mentor and guru who forces me to face things I may not want to consider. The reflection of your views that clues you in to "Look into the other side of that argument/position!". She is critical, but most of all she is my best friend and I love her, because she loves me and pushes me to be a better me - more like her, or at least more perceptually flexible, and contextually aware.  And I like to think that my him helps her her too.  :)

If you're really good, you can learn to be an unbiased judge sitting between these two entities as they lawyer their cases. Remember that a proper judge listens equally to both sides of the evidence, without bias, and carefully considers each side's case before rendering judgment.  This is the Trinity in Me.

We see many things as an exclusive OR, when really it is one big AND, and that by degrees. Nothing lives in exclusion. Hate is exclusive. Hate creates nothing but death and isolation. The truth is truth in context, and if you are able to perceive the entire (infinite) context you will then perceive absolute truth. The trick is to comprehend the infinite, as we struggle to cast off ignorance, and listen inside a perceptual context without being absorbed by that one point of view.  The infinite can be understood within each snapshot of eternity if you possess the key to perception, which is very simple (but that's another blog, and it's here too if you dig ;) ).

I like this sense of the word ignorance, as we chose to ignore the things we'd do best to explore. Ignorance is isolating (cherry picking) the truth - listening only to the truth that calms and comforts you. In this sense ignorance is intentional, self-preservational. You cannot ignore something you are unaware of  (the other oft held meaning of ignorance). And sometimes your ignorance is just being rude with the truth.  A lot of ignorance is believing you are right exclusively, so much so that you hang on to the error that is currently keeping you grounded. Let go - fly my pretties, fly!



So often we miss or dis-miss the flip side, because doing so helps us stay happy in our ignorance, to stay in our comfortable context, and in many cases ignorance is bliss.  This bliss has some scientific names, a few being confirmation bias, the backfire effect, and blind side bias.  We seek to confirm the things we like and are blind of our own biases.  It's natural to ignore, dismiss, or miss the flip side, because by definition it contradicts or weakens our ideas. But your ideas and perception (happiness) won't be complete without doing so.  You will end up stuck and wrong in your own flabby echo chamber of non-resistance, the comfort of non-conflict.  Learn to flip yourself off, or out, at least every once in awhile.  Luckily there are good kinds of ways to flip off, 'flip out', and even over.

Most people are familiar with the concept of "fear of failure", the inhibition of trying new things for fear of making a mistake ... but what about the suspicion that we might be living a mistake? Now that's a scary prospect, to find out that you're wrong about something you have lived by for such a long time, something we have attached so much to that we feel letting it go, or even questioning it threatens everything we hold dear, and we'd rather instead cut off a limb or gouge out an eye.  So that suspicion is buried - in a "doubt your doubts", "stay in the boat" mode of autonomic reflex. (Anyone who knows me knows I LOVE the water and all things in it - you can never keep me in a boat should the opportunity to swim, snorkel, and scuba be present ... but you can take me places I love with your boat.)

Quickly covering that suspicion with avoidance and dismissal (searching for reasons why not) inhibits us from considering alternatives, trying new ideas, changing our minds, or looking outside our current ideology.  We are afraid to be wrong because being so will force us to abandon a few ideas we're so in love with.  To me, being stuck on this flipside, is just as halting to our progress, if not more so, than simply being afraid of making new mistakes.  If you knew the truth you would discover that you are free to explore so much more. There is much more to explore, but you have to be willing to open Pandora's door full bore. :) 

It's also very easy to tire of Mrs. Flipside, and desire to send this devil's advocate back to her personal hell, and stop her from making our lives one as well.  A personal hell is living where the stakes and uncertainty are high and where we cannot be allowed to close the door and enter our echo chamber of certainty.   When uncertainty is high maybe it's best to avoid making any decision at all - it's completely okay to say, "I don't know, I may never know".  I don't know also allows you to stay open minded and out of either chamber (remember the third party within your personal trinity?). 

This was/is a hard one for me - I'm terribly curious and want to know everything.  If you tell me I can't know something I'll want to know it even more.  Sadly I have realized that possibly there are things I can't know, at least from one side or the other.  I strive to stand astride the sides, and my flipsides help me do it. Sometimes I get a bit stuck on the dark side. But this flipside also counsels us in these cases, by telling us we cannot know something unknowable that we claim we know, possibly that we're jumping to unsupportable conclusions. I have learned to love the darkside, and have discovered that I was born from it - it was my beginning ... but don't let that scare you.

Not allowing ourselves to gag Mrs. and Mr. Flipside is very hard indeed, especially when she's so verbally gifted, full of love and wonder and imagination, and has a very long memory (this is the darkside). And he's so deep and profound, with graphs and charts and great logical proofs and examples (this is the light side).  


Gagging the opposition and entering our echo chamber is clinging to isolated 'truths' that are not completely true, and doing all kinds of mental dodges to protect them, because somehow the 'truths' we are protecting have made us comfortable.  Sometimes we realize that there are problems with our hypotheses that we call facts, but we continue to defend them because we have so much invested.  We surround ourselves with like minded people, and unfriend, avoid, or block people who don't agree with us. In my book, these are the true jerks, but they're only knee jerks. This is the best way to create an echo chamber where we only hear what we want to hear.  This is tuning your ears in one direction. This is being a jerk. :)

The best way to avoid the echo chamber is to maintain a healthy flipside, both in your thinking and in your associations with other people.  Seek out and associate with ideas and people who are different from you.  And most of all be tolerant and open to consider and try to understand their point of view.  If they offend you, step back and consider why - look deeply at yourself and see if that offense is really just a defense, some form of protective mechanism surrounding your own(ed) beliefs.  

In all things seek understanding over offense.  Offense and mockery may be simply defense mechanisms keeping you from exploring ideas. 

Never disparage someone for trying to win, or having an over driving need to be right - channel it. We should all fight to be right, and your best opponent is yourself and the ignorant things to which you cling. If I appear rude or direct I am just fighting my need for you to be right (at least this is how it feels to me when I'm "in it" with someone else).  And my right is outta your sight, as may be yours out of mine. We are serving as each other's Flipsides in an outward fashion, like two galaxies trying to share their truths and how they're constructed, but this method of dialogue is the most ineffective, because each side fights their from their own, to the death, and entrenchment quickly occurs (one of my favorite concepts is of two galaxies intermingling. We are on a course to do such with Andromeda). 

'Right' is relative IF I/you keep in mind that you are in the right space for you right now, and allow yourself to be right in your comfy space, while bravely looking and listening to the bombs exploding outside your foxhole. But sometimes space is tight, as it is increasingly becoming on this planet. Learn to share your space with those who need it, or occasion it.  Be a good host when people wander into your space. 

No one likes a prick in the ass, especially the ass. The important thing is if YOU are really trying to be right by truly investigating all the ways you may be wrong. Sometimes it's a lot more pleasant discovering the wrongs in others, or sharing your wonderful discovery of wrong with others who do not want to hear it (guilty). 

If you practice the art of the edit you will become a brilliant writer, as so with many other endeavors. Editing (correction) is improvement and progress, within any chosen activity. Love seeks correction, and love best leads it. I'm sorry if in my ignorance, spawned by frustration and fear, I temporarily lose that most important thread - love and understanding. I love so deeply it hurts, and in that love I hurt others with my impatience and frustrations, thinking time is of the essence (as it is in one aspect), fearing people are stuck (permanently) in a miserable construction of their own making. When in reality, they love the home they've fashioned (mostly). Part of my is refinement is learning the art of the edit within personal relationships - since discretion feels so much like lying to me (another blog).

If I know you, and you know me, please know that I love you with the deepest depth when I am in my right mind. And please suffer the child in me who foolishly tries to help you in your struggle to hatch (another blog). Each person needs to struggle within their own shell or they will not acquire the strength and skills the experience is meant to give them. But it is sad to see the things you love struggle, and even die. 

The depth of me in both my sadness and my joy pierces the universe pole to pole, and in it I realize the divine. I have been shown repeatedly that this was one of my states of consciousness - being the driving force of a black hole, and realizing that divinity. You are part of that divine. Struggle to be right (improve), no matter the pain. If you don't win or can't get out, you can try, try again. Editing and correction is a practice best done from the inside out, like the chick's struggle from its shell. If you cannot cast off the things which confine and smother you (much like the earth is being smothered now), and give up the fight within this opposition, you will wither, atrophy, and even die (We all may die in the Holocene mass extinction event if we don't get our shit together soon). But with my eternal eye I spy that to die is but to try again. I AM eternal, as are you, and we are rising as one.

Another way to flip is to let go of the need to be right, or to always get it right.  Learn the value of being wrong, and the joy of its attendant humility. Enjoy being wrong, seek to prove your ideas wrong - If they're right they will withstand the scrutiny.  If they're wrong and you want to believe they are right, so much so that you avoid challenging them, or investigating clues that they might be wrong then you will be wrong and clueless to that fact - this is ignorance acting as knowledge.  Most truths we find from error are simply refinements of past (incomplete) information. 

Hands down the best (most efficient) way to be right is to be open to being wrong, and to celebrate it.  Every time you are wrong you have just discovered something true. Learning is an act of discovering something we didn't know, not reinforcing what we believe already.  In this sense it will always involve being wrong and admitting error or ignorance - not typically fun.  Kids are experts at learning and growth BECAUSE they and society cut them some slack on getting things wrong.

We all make mistakes, some more than others.  To those, who like me, do more of it, allow me to share a secret for improvement - Editing.  Editing is the practice of "proof" reading and looking for and catching mistakes or flaws and either removing or improving.   Editing is a process of refinement, looking for flaws and fixing them, looking for a better way to effectively and efficiently communicate an idea, and injecting fun and creativity in the process. Consistently done it improves performance and first drafts.  The best writers (and comedians) are those who have learned to edit...or who have good editors (writers).   In that sense, Mr. and Mrs Flipside could be thought of as my editors. And keep in mind, only the most adroit get it right the first time - most of us have to do rewrites.

I find myself continually editing, and ask why?  I guess because I feel that editing (correction and clarification) is the best form of repentance (improvement/refinement).  But it may be a push for perfection, a need to be irrefutable, and a need to be right.

To speak is to tell a lie - to speak well is to ask forgiveness. - Oh be Ron-Ken Obi :)

Because humans can be so easily wrong or fooled, I want to make sure that I am not fooled as much as possible.  I understand the huge propensity of the human mind to err in judgement.  There are scads of ways your mind tricks you into wrongheaded ideas and perceptions.  It's a hard thing to believe that our brains don't work like we think they do - it's hard to believe that there are flaws in us, in our very nature - but there are. We are not as logical and rational as we like to think. Humans like to believe that we're brilliant rational and logical thinking machines, we're not. We're believing and feeling machines who think ... mostly to rationalize our beliefs and feelings.

I also believe that if you seldom seek to correct errors you cannot expect to improve (yourself or what you're involved in).  Over correction feels fake and pretentious, e.g., forcing grammatical correctness over functional communication, or using big words when a small one will do just fine.  But if you are aware that you have bad grammar or a weak vocabulary DO SOMETHING ABOUT IT! ... especially if it makes you insecure when talking to people and sharing your ideas.

Editing and being mindful of mistakes and inefficiencies is a good practice to perform in all aspects of your life.  This is how we learn, by paying attention to mistakes and how we are doing things wrong... and the huge follow up - seeking to correct them.

As you seek to know what is true you will find a whole lot of contradictory information.  It's a hard thing to know the best places to look, especially when you are coming from a paradigm with a lot of false biases.   You will have a strong inclination toward things which only confirm your views.  Fight that inclination; read a book about something you don't want disproven - that should set you back a bit, and hopefully start a wonderful adventure of investigating hard truths.

"Reasoning can take us to almost any conclusion we want to reach, because we ask "Can I believe it?" when we want to believe something, but "Must I believe it?" when we don't want to believe. The answer is almost always yes to the first question and no to the second" - Jonathan Haidt, The Righteous Mind

Finally, the truth is a tricky thing indeed.  We like it in tidy compartments. As long as we keep it simple it is easy to describe, as we start to spread out our thinking it becomes a lot more complicated and we run into contradictions, ironies, and paradoxes. Know that perception and reality is at its core a paradox.  You can go insane as a moth chasing that light.

As with life, truth is approached elliptically. There is no circle of truth.  It is not even perfectly "circular" with the two points becoming a singular focus. It is stretched over two opposite points (foci) some distance from each other. It is continually moving, orbiting its target of attraction, and it cannot be stated or exist full stop without falling from its orbit. Every observation of it must be enclosed with ellipsis ... But, however, and, also, in such conditions, appears to be, etc.  There is often an etcetera, meaning further things to be considered, on most statements of truth, especially those made certain.

So allow me to get you started on your wonderful journey, by introducing you to your Mr. Flipside - Have Fun Together!




Learn to flip yourself off.

Monday, May 26, 2014

WarGlorial Day



Today I am reminded, not so much of people who died and all the horrific ways that can happen, as much as I'm reminded what a terrible holiday Memorial Day can be when you see the bones beneath the skin, and hear the pervasive divisive messages that it broadcasts.  It has an unctuous dark oily side that lubricates the great machine that many don't see.  

It has morphed innocuously into road trips, outings, picnics and barbecues with family and friends, sometimes after the Easter egg hunt for cemetery gravestones. But it was in purity intended to honor the men and women of the armed forces who have died during times of conflict and war.  In doing this, realizing the depth of sadness and loss, it becomes almost impossible not to slip into a mode of thinking which justifies and celebrates the cause which took them, in an unbalanced way.

I'm certainly for honoring the lives of people who have tried to make the world a better place and have given their lives for that goal.  But at the same time I seriously question that the end always justifies the means, and if those means really succeeded in making anything better (the end), or if they just furthered that ageless status quo of divisiveness and conflict which causes more war and more woe.  It's even under question if the end itself was a valid goal - was our vision for their home worth the cost of remodeling it for them? We were never hired as a contractor, decorator, or consultant. Each side in a conflict fights for their vision/version of "better". We are now a world more militant and divided, certainly more armed.  When all you have is a gun (rock, club, spear) everything looks like a target. Speaking of "armed" it's postulated that our ability to throw things as early hominids (starting with rocks) is what gave us advantage over both predators and prey.

There are certainly still "predators" in the world; unfortunately they are primarily other humans. I'd rather be honorably eaten by a lion, or mauled at the zoo by a gorilla than betrayed by a bullet.  I'd even rather be eaten to help keep another human alive, than be killed simply because they disagreed with me and mine, and my way of life. 

Looking at the machine of nature maybe it's this mechanism of infighting that keeps our population, the top predators who've established themselves soundly outside the food chain, in check. Besides the weather (unfavorable environmental events), accidents, and life threatening microbes, the only other element we need to fear is ourselves.  We are our own worst enemy ... and we celebrate this mindset, mostly subliminally, every year by glorifying and justifying war to feel better about its devastation.  It's all about US, killing THEM (the villainous deserving) and THEM killing US (the heroic undeserving), and each side is the us in their own minds.  How much do we consider the people who died fighting for their country and cause, and their families left behind?  Do we consider that they may have been  wonderful and worthwhile people too?   They led lives of love and left loved ones too, know this!  Seldom does empathy extend beyond our borders, especially if it invalidates our ideology, or makes our actions less defensible.

A kid, after hurting another kid, will often spout the defense, "he... started it, asked for it, made me do it, had it coming!"  This might be true in many cases, but what is also true in many is that the retaliation was way over the top when compared to the offense.  The first recourse usually sought is the one most violent (escalation is natural in ego).  As we mature we realize there are other ways and better ways to handle a problem, and solutions are situational, not universal. 

Is some fighting just?  Hell yes!  Acts of invasion and violent aggression must be stopped. But, learning the lesson of escalation, the counter-blow is perceived far worse from the receiving end than it is from the dealing end. When each side seeks retribution according to that basic perception = escalation. 

Will we ever fully escape conflict and fighting? Hell no! We are trapped in this hell of conflict wherever we go.  But we should strive to lessen it, seek the best solutions, and refrain from glorifying it. Obviously ... right?   We should also remember that justice has a strong tendency to mean "just us".  In this sense justice is truly blind. We are all just in our own minds.  Much like the cries of children, "That's not fair", when it is nothing but fair, we tend to see justice only when it serves us. Like perceiving the gifts we get as inferior to those received (held) by others.  This is striving.  This is one upmanship. This is ego.

Change is best achieved from the inside out, rather than from the outside in.  When we externalize and blame our surroundings and our enemies we take away our own power.

The modern memorial message is mostly that rather than look back, and inward, with regret and sadness, we do better looking on and outward with bravado, validation, and cheer.  This is how we ameliorate the tragedy of war - with sentiments of patriotism and nationalism that reinforce that we were engaged in a just cause.  When saying, "Long live the heroes of war!", if not careful we are also saying long live war and division. "We were awesome, they sucked!" This is the language of justification, fueled by fear.

Fear is the path to the dark side. Fear leads to anger. Anger leads to hate. Hate leads to suffering - Yoda

Our heroes of war may have certainly been doing something very good and noble in trying to stop horrific crimes against humanity, typically led by an ego-maniacal sociopath.  They did what they could, most valiantly, within a machine of war not designed for the best response, which would be the fewest casualties and collateral damages.

The question becomes, must misdirected blanketed violence against a whole group of people always be answered with that same kind of violence?  We know that this response will only cohere the group, justify their hatred, and increase the divide.  The means to achieve the end of violence and aggression cannot be the very same violence and aggression.   You can fight fire with fire, but not with the same kind of fire.  Burning down someone's house because they burnt down yours is hypocritical.   It is the over reaction of children, "He did it first, so he deserved it."  No matter how justified, you are still guilty of the same crime, and nothing was made any better, it was made worse.  Typically too, the retribution was worse than the offense (not only did you burn down the house you killed their cow to teach them a lesson). Nothing was learned either, even with parity of actions, since each party seeks to justify their behavior first, with there likely being earlier offenses that caused the each party to light each match with justification.  Anything returned to us was undeserved, and anything given back was well deserved.

War and division may be an inseparable part of being human and forming groups.  If so, foolish would be the notion of it ever going away ... but maybe we humans can evolve.  I hear some people assert quite convincingly that we have already ... maybe we can keep doing it. At worst we can bomb ourselves back into caves, into underground bunkers, a kind of perverted modern day cavemen.

When I "celebrate" Memorial Day I remember the fallen with a heart full of regret and disappointment for humanity ... and with a hope that someday this day will be about remembering who and how we were back then, when we waged insanity against each other. A day to remember our mistakes, and the lessons that war taught us so many times and so many years ago - that all life has value and causes a great wake of sadness when lost, especially when betrayed by a bullet.  

... And that there really is no loss; when we stop clinging so hard to death, then we can truly live (and die) at will and in peace, happiness, and understanding.








Tuesday, May 13, 2014

A Return to Religion Redefined and Refined



By nature as we are religious animals.  Much of the mechanisms of religion are ingrained us,mechanisms which provide structure, hierarchy, cohesion, and cooperation of a group interactions are found in organized religions; therefore a critical analysis of religion can be seen as either an attack on humanity, or as reproof for the purpose of correction, toward our collective betterment. In all our discourse the latter should be our goal. If you feel attacked upon reading this, hopefully you can make the shift to feeling reproved with kindness, seeing ways that we can improve.  

As humans, and specifically religious ones, we seek to correct rather than seek correction.  Correction is a double edged sword, best wielded without absolutes and without fear or avoidance of self recrimination or injury.  Ironically the intransigent profession of possession of "absolute truth" unquestioned is a shield against obtaining actual truth.  To be cut by the truth that hurts, the truth you naturally shun, you must be willing to sacrifice yourself and lay down your shield, your foolish defensive pretenses. 

The definition of religion can be as broad as superstition, magical thinking, mysticism, astrology, transcendentalism, etc. These are all elements of hard wired faulty brain logic culminating from 200,000 plus years of adaptive evolution.  Consider the thinking flaw confirmation bias, just to name a prominent one of many.  Ideas which promote the individual and the group, regardless of accuracy, cause them to fight and push for survival and propagation.

It is incredible (not credible) that so many people today still hang on to ancient superstitious and magical ideas of primitive peoples.  Adopting the views of people and cultures 2000+ years ago, prior to, and thus uniformed by the age of reason and enlightenment, is frankly stupid. Naive is the notion that a god can deliver through human minds and hands infallible truth written whole cloth fashion, devoid of error, bias, or agenda.  This allegiance to a chosen person who speaks the mind of god, this blind clinging to authority, is another byproduct of our group-think evolution. Those who went against the direction and protection of the alpha and the group usually died.  They were certainly cast out, if not killed by their own.

To put it bluntly, much of religion and religious experience is an adaptive mental illness. It is imagining in a very real way things that aren't there. I say adaptive because it is a necessity for creatures intelligent enough to realize their own demise.  Its delusions give hope and meaning to an existence with many clues to the contrary.  Sadly, if untreated, our "religious" nature will likely be our undoing and the cause of our extinction, especially as it leads us to dismiss the importance and the portents of science and rational thought.  There are aspects of some very popular religions that put god squarely in charge of the planet and our future, or make the cosmos or future unresponsive to our actions, even imaginary.  Some even anticipate and predict various forms of destruction and disasters.  This thinking makes for very irresponsible and passive attitudes toward the environment.  God will take care of it/us.  It's all according to plan.

Many religions externalize responsibility via external unseen agents that can always be blamed or relied on.  Thus avoiding to a great degree personal accountability and internal ownership of thoughts and actions. Scapegoats. At a fundamental level religion is escapists in nature.  Some create a socially passive individual who "goes with the flow".  Some tap into our frustrations, our inability to act or feel powerful on a larger scale by teaching that detachment is a preferred state.  

We desperately need an elevated mode of thinking and being as humans wherein we grow up and realize that the future and the state of this planet and ourselves is completely up to us.  We cannot afford to rely on a god or a cosmic plan, a grand design or purpose.  This elevated mode of a collective mass with a rational and informed collective mind state is greatly needed to tackle the problems of our time, and divert dire events which, if unconfronted and unchecked, will lead to a human imposed imminent mass extinction event, taking upwards of 90% of all life on this planet, leaving mostly invertebrates, bacteria, and slime molds.  This is a prophetic prediction based on the prescience of solid science.  Unlike other forms of revelation, science has shown a pretty solid track record of accurate prediction.

The answer to our human thought malady is education, specifically in the sciences, and especially those that help correct our logic, and dis-inform and expose our thinking traps. As belief goes, an informed belief in possibilities is a valid mental endeavor, but a very different thing entirely to the belief in (certainty about) unknowable "realities", and uninformed ideas fueled by self favoring emotions, or the fear and loathing of indigestible facts. Much of the belief I have seen and experienced is merely this type of willful self deceit and delusion documented by cognitive science. 

It is a myth to assume that the absence of religion means the absence of love, morals, filial responsibility, altruism, or anything considered good or beneficial in human behavior. Core values and conscience do not rely on religious beliefs. The two are merely tangled. It's time to untangle.  

It would also be a benefit to take what we have learned from science and create a sort of "religion" which uses this knowledge to create a better individual and society.

As for promoting goodness and benefit, and the much lauded morality which many religions claim exclusively to confer, there are in actuality elements within many religions which in fact do just the opposite.  It is these elements we must strive to untangle and discard.

Deuteronomy 7:1-2, 5-6   1. When the Lord your God brings you into the land you are entering to possess and drives out before you many nations... 2. and when the Lord your God has delivered them over to you and you have defeated them, then you must destroy them totally. Make no treaty with them, and show them no mercy.  5. This is what you are to do to them: Break down their altars, smash their sacred stones, cut down their Asherah poles and burn their idols in the fire.  6. For you are a people holy to the Lord your God. The Lord your God has chosen you out of all the peoples on the face of the earth to be his people, his treasured possession.

This "chosen people" mentality (CP) is the bare faced ugly group-think of tribalism, which has been with us since before we even climbed down from the trees.  We are social animals who depend on "the group" for survival.  Just like ideas which promote an individual over other individuals, ideas that promote the group over other groups, over other animals, and even over other individuals within the same group ensure the survival and propagation of the group.  The superiority of ego is the prime psychological defense justifying harming or killing another human being, or another life.  Were we ultimately moral in our actions toward other life we would refuse to harm any other form of life.  Yet, before taking the sanctity of all life to the absolute and absurd, we are not plants who can live off the sun; we must live off other life, preferably the lowest forms of such.

Throughout all human history, CP is present in some form and degree within all the ills imposed by one group upon another - Dominion, oppression, slavery, genocide, Manifest Destiny, nationalism, the holocaust, trail of tears, war, etc.  It is even present today in irreligious form, seen within the great and growing divide between the deserving rich and the undeserving poor …  Deserving ego hoarding wealth and claiming superiority, a person made chosen by their own prowess and that of their privileged progenitors.

As demonstrated by the biblical quote above, this extreme egoistic idea of being chosen was made particularly pernicious within Judaism, and sadly it spread, bleeding over into Christianity (Judaism 2.0) and Islam (Judaism 3.0).   

It's interesting to note that the reference to Asherah and tearing down her pole was a call to destroy a rival Semitic religion which included the equal worship of both male and female deities.  This religion, based more on life, nature, and fertility, was a precursor to the Abrahamic religion which became Judaism, with the worship of their proto-god El and his consort Asherah.  El is the old god of the people who began the bible, first known as Elohim in the old testament, and appearing there years later stripped of any accompanying female deity.  It is also the reason Baal, or Ba-El, the primary god of the Phoenicians was turned from god to demon.

It is the trend for an evolving religion to seek to destroy its predecessor, thus doing away with the conflict of mutated and conflicting beliefs which spring from the same source. This phenomenon mimics biology, as advancing lifeforms typically absorb those which compete within the same niche.  Like any human and any life-form, any religion can trace its source to another.  Despite the popular claim of originality, being handed down whole from the heavens, religion is handed down from other hands (and heads).

From a breakdown of religions based on sheer biomass, Judaism has clearly passed the baton.  As such, most people on the planet today who practice a religion do so based on this "chosen people with a chosen person" ideology (Christianity & Islam).  It is the primary reason most religions are divisive.  Maybe its a chicken-egg relationship - we are extremely wired for group think and thus pushovers for insular and xenophobic behavior which promotes our group, ourselves and our identities within the group.  So maybe in blaming religion for all the atrocities foisted on humankind we are simply blaming our human nature and our long lineage of being group animals. Separating religious behavior from human behavior is misunderstanding the connected complexity, misunderstanding the human animal.  As such it appear hopeless that this survival mechanism which harms other life, especially its own, can ever be extracted from our nature.  It is a problem much more complex than simply blaming religion.  It is engraved, ingrained and embedded in our DNA, given voice and power by our religious expression of it.  Religion is simply put a structure of societal controls and cohesion, another form of politic along the lines of fascism or dictatorship.  Many early societies were theocratic centered around a leader who received divine instruction or status to lead.

Rather than simply viewing the Abrahamic people as the warmongers and aggressors of the Middle East it is fair to note that they were not the first and are not unique.  Also fair is to consider the reason they held these superiority ideas - necessity of circumstance.  From the Torah it appears this "chosen people-chosen person" idea was well in place prior to all the external pressures and persecutions the group would experience later on as it grew. Yet, maybe it was an outcropping of locale, with the perceived threat of other proximate cultures which cemented it so strongly.  Whatever its source of growth to giant proportions, it was the key to their survival as a group, and the reason they are still around as a group today.  A superiority narrative mixed with the threat of persecution and harm by outsiders does wonders for cohesion, which turns the group into a powerful multicellular organism, a powerful cooperative Borg, the sum being much greater than its parts.

Many cultures and peoples have been wiped from the Earth by others who had it better together.  Extreme pride and tribalism practiced within the boiling pressure pot of warring and disparate populations is a cohesive protection mechanism that promotes the group's survival. The idea is a self fulfilling prophecy. 

Being unfortunately positioned in the cross roads of many nations, hemmed in and threatened on all sides, this primal idea was necessarily distilled,refined, and perfected within the ideology of this Semitic group, to protect and defend the Abrahamic/Hebrew/Israelite people both culturally and geographically.

It is interesting to note that this CP ideology is more present within cultures which arose within and around the fertile crescent.  This band of land, which was very good at growing life and thus people while also being limited and hemmed in by desert, was a chosen land for a chosen people, an island of life which everyone clamored to board. "Deserving" was a defense for taking it and hoarding it fiercely from others who would do the same.  Like the deserved obscenity of mathematically incomprehensible monetary riches hoarded by the chosen people of our time - it is the same thing.  The limited supply of a golden goose hoarded and controlled toward extreme wealth makes for strife - revolution, revolt and conquest.  And the holders of such must esteem themselves as "better thans" or "chosens" in order to avoid the cognitive dissonance of their unfair circumstance.  Entitlement.

In cultures which develop in regions of vast geography with the ability to provide for the needs of life, or in locations which naturally limit or insulate population we find religious ideas and practices that are much more passive, kind, and peaceful in nature, much more tied to the sanctity of life and the Earth.  Consider many religions of the East, and those within the primitive American continent, the isolated islands of the sea, even the "island" of Australia.  Rather than fight, a group could more easily take flight.  On islands the population had to get along, and when they did not they either left to find another, or were reduced to a population that could.  Islands are very good at group cohesion, and their limited resources limit population growth, which growth causes pressure, which pressure causes strife. Just like animals "learn" to become smaller on islands, so do humans, they decrease their footprint.  

It is typically when disparate groups are pushed together, fighting for "choice" accessible land surrounded by open inhospitable terrain that this CP idea swells.  As we grow and swell on the planet conflict will be (and has been) unavoidable.   Maybe we are becoming an island, discovering the Earth's limited and diminishing resources, surrounded by the vast impassable ocean of the universe, where we must learn to adapt and behave in a fashion that is sustainable and healthy - that values life and does not harm it, hoard it, or waste it.

Consider the following Native American Wisdom:



What he describes here is common to all nomadic tribal peoples - 

"The strictures of Bedouin life naturally prevented the social and economic hierarchies that were so prevalent in sedentary societies like Mecca. The only way to survive in a community in which movement was the norm and material accumulation impractical was to maintain a strong sense of tribal solidarity by evenly sharing all available resources.  the tribal ethic was therefore founded on the principle that every member had an essential function in maintaining the stability of the tribe, which was only as strong as its weakest members.  this was not an ideal society: the notion that every member of the tribe was of equal worth,  Rather the tribal ethic was meant to maintain a semblance of social egalitarianism so that regardless of one's position, every member could share in the social and economic rights and privileges that preserved the unity of the tribe."  - Reza Aslan, No god But God

Although this way of life was good for creating healthy societies, it should be remembered that these peoples who had cohered around central points of agreement had no problem warring and pillaging neighboring tribes and cultures who had formed around another set of social agreements.  They were after all, tribes.

Is the hope that we will ever overcome this affliction a short lived fantasy, a far off dream, or even an impossible one?  Maybe so, as our massive mass makes for a great inertia … definitely so, as long as we cling to our individual groups and ignore the shared commonality with every other human, both that valuable and that despicable.  Whatever you hate or love in another human being is by default and degree also in you.  Enmity is the enemy, empathy is the glue.

The internet, by linking together the human family across the entire surface of this sphere, as we share polite discourse and discovery of our common cultural values, devoid of an attitude soaked in the division of superiority, may be our messiah, our savior from ourselves, becoming the holy text of our communion, with its diversity of information becoming the purifier of our souls, of our very nature.  

Sadly, rather than developing a profound appreciation for differences and diversity, the answer to getting along may be a world where we are all becoming more basically the same.  Hopefully the negative aspects of this internet interchange, notably mass marketing, will not succeed in forming us in their image - shapeless yet defined consumers of their offerings who in foisting such choices seek to excel their "brand" over others.  Like groomed and domesticated cattle, they want us converted, captured, corralled and branded, placed neatly in sterile stereotypical categories.  Yet this drive to differentiate ourselves from the masses is divisive as well.  We have a strong urge toward individualism, being unique, or somehow special.

The internet is akin to a hive of jiggling bees, each vibrating and dancing their information to be heard and followed - yet devoid of the altruistic drive within the participants which truly seeks to promote the best information for the best outcome of the hive.  Rather, much in our interchange is fueled by the selfishness of ego, which seeks to promote avaricious acquisition, by an individual, a group, or corporation (they're people you know).  Maybe I'm just another bee in the hive, wiggling my ass among the din and distraction, thinking I've found a better home, a sweeter field.

Cash in your club card. Throw off the cloister of your clique, the prescribed and proscribed predictability of your priorities and purchases.  Abandon your puny insular group which pushes to confine and define you against others.  Purge the exclusionary and divisive ideas from your ideology. Your god, if it is what it is, and am what it ams, does not love you more. Try to imagine how ridiculous that sounds within your mind divorced of ego.   Short of abandonment of the entire group and culture, simply abandon that found caustic.  Yet this may mean transcending the intransigent group.  Strive to mend the message toward a reverence and appreciation for the diversity of other peoples, other forms of life and all ways of living.  Join the larger group of the living, the group of life.  

Revere the providence of the Earth and Sun - We know they exists and "care" for us in quiet beneficent benediction.  If you believe that god made them for us, so be it, but do not in deserving disrespect neglect and trash the gift.  We will not get another, especially with that attitude of ingratitude.  The way to know if a child really loves a gift is how they care for it, and maturity brings a depth of appreciation for how fragile the things we love can be.

It's ironic that primitive cultures who revered the earth and the sun for their life giving properties, who revered foremost of all, life in all forms, basically had it right.  The profound perspective of these "pagan" pragmatists produces perpetuity - sustainability.  But this lofty thought reverencing people of lore must be mitigated by the acknowledgement that these passive and friendly cultures, if they ever existed, by necessity must have lived and grew in an insulated bubble.  The likely truth is that most early peoples were nomadic, occasionally bumping into other peoples, who while sharing the same flawed brains, did not likely share the same social rules and morals, or ideological ideas.  These differences created instant "others".  In this situation survival favored "fier(ce)-some" and competitive cultures over those who valued peace and egalitarian ideals.  Thus most human groups and cultures became inwardly egalitarian, and outwardly fierce.

The blending of an inclusive ideology within our burgeoning population on the planet is our new challenge … one that requires a new religion, informed by facts, intelligence, rational thought, science, and our greatest human attribute - Love.  This is a call for a new religion without faith.  A religion that centers on truth and what we actually know, and includes the possibilities of things we do not know always being open to questioning.  

This is the challenge of science, to provide hope, meaning, and value to life. I think it does, even if it cannot reassure us against of our demise being permanent, and our lives being temporary.  This mutation of a cherry picked return to pagan values mixed with the intelligence and information of our time, ends us in a mutilated yet evolved manner of living, back where we came in, but informed by where we came out.   All departure is a return.  ;)