This long, dark, new moony night, let us howl at the obscured moon. Let us howl so deeply into the darkness that the void becomes full. Let us grieve the loss of so many loved ones and those who created the culture which we inherited. Without their efforts, we would be decidedly worse off. We must mourn in kind for the many beautiful people who have left this plane of existence, whose hand now guides us through our memories of them. Let our actions be informed by our wish to keep the memory of our heroes alive. Let us howl, sob or cry out once again for those who have passed the veil, not just those we lost this week or month, but the month before that, beyond time, down through all the ages. Take the time to actually do it. Blubber if you feel that giving voice to your deepest hurts. Let the grief guide your cries, let them echo amongst the hills and trees and run up the ravines and down through glades left unexplored. Howl and name those who have gone, Hail! them, all! We must release the grief associated with the thousands of swimming pools full of oil that have been washed into now-dead ecosystems, places we get our water.
We need to adequately grieve and release the inter-generational hurt associated with being sold a bill of goods, mostly by greedy white rich guys for at least the last ten centuries. If examples of the failures and short-comings of "civilizations" do not come quickly to mind, let us review...backing up through history, we have come through (although not all the way yet), the housing bubble. This year marked the first time homes in the United States of America, on average, were worth as much as they were ten years ago. This freakish and seeming impossibility was accompanied by great fanfare and patting one another on the back by rich white guys, but the fact that we lost the value that homes had always held in the past. They used to help offset the effects of inflation because they increased in value over time. so really, ten years of accrued value in our homes have been stolen by these same rich white guys. Now, we are supposed to forgive them? Because we are "even"? Just go back, through the dot com bubble bursting, the savings and loan crisis, the redlining of cities across our nation...which, in part, led to the 73-75 recession, when all the people who fled the cities were driving back and forth to jobs that had become much further away, perfectly setting us up for the "energy crisis" that boomed and busted the oil economy over a very short period of time. Billions were fleeced from the American Public and the vast majority of our citizens took it on the chin. This is when our manufacturing sector began to be undermined by foreign offshoring, although it would not be called that for over a decade. The cities, once they had their value stolen, effectively pushed the middle class out of our central cities. The 1953 recession before that was caused by post-war inflation, again, a picking of the pockets of those least able to defend themselves in the marketplace.
We can go back to the most legendary depression, in '29. Unequal distribution of wealth and power figure directly into that rough patch. On and on throughout history, we have an economic history chock full of blatant theft of wealth from the poorest and most marginalized people for the enrichment of oligarchs. Grieving thousands of years of being taken advantage of may take time, but please, abandon yourself as fully as possible, we will need you healed to take this to the next level.
I feel that if we can appropriately feel the experience of and release of the grief which our species has had to endure; we can use the energy as a motivational tool to give impetus toward attaining the prize, which folk and gospel songs taught us to keep our eyes on. The prize that we often are reminded of during Black History Month, where each of us will be judged by the content of our character, not the color of our skin and/or whether or not you have a dick swinging between your legs. Our species has had to deal with so many atrocities, I believe, we have not adequately mourned. They killed Abraham Lincoln, JFK; they shot MLK, they shot Bobby, Leonard Peltier and the members of MOVE who are still imprisoned, countless others and innocents who stood for nothing but wanting to have a chance, have been gunned down through the ages and we have not mourned appropriately. Instead of wallowing in the self-pity and grief, we need to release it. I want to give reason for our exquisite pain as a species from all injustices to ultimately quicken our souls to action.
It may have been enough to keep our eyes on the prize generations ago, but today, we need to convert this hurt into action. The prize can only be attained by honoring the fact that we are all stardust, by realizing that "War is not healthy for children or other living things." We need to honor the fact that virtually everything the hippies were saying back in the day is being proved to be correct by science. We need to come to terms with, understand and be willing to act to solve the myriad problems associated with human greed, lust for money and the deceitful exploitation of others, for money. After the "Dust Bowl", during which over a billion tons of topsoil were blown away, millions of lives were impacted, we failed to talk about the subsidy that whole process represented in our "agricultural industrialization, we let the cost fall inordinately to the poorest farmers and citizens. We, the people did nothing to build back the lost soils, we were just trying to stay alive. We can mourn forever, but it will not build a single teaspoon of soil. Part of not being nourished, as humans, is to face physiologic challenges, additional stressors and constant low-grade anger within your very cells, who are being deprived of the resources they need to function optimally. Just like when we get depressed or internalize this grief (instead of letting it out) it deprives us of our vigor which has effects much like depletion of minerals and lack of a healthy array of healthy plants in our diets. Just like adrenaline, no matter how good you feel while "on" it, the metabolites are toxic as heck and the withdrawal can be crushing. Getting our grief out really brings these issues into the open. We pretty much all agree on things that need to be done. All we need to do is take back our power, stop allowing the oligarchs to buy elections and let the grandmothers (and womyn generally) help us to transform our culture into a more humanitarian one.
I woke up this morning crying at the ruthless focus we have put on the next quarter, as well as the power it wields in guiding the arc of capitalism. There is no way to invest in the next seven generations if you are only willing to look three months into the future. Change is gonna come, we (our generation) has to be the stimulus for that change. We must not let our grief consume us, nor should we hold in our pain. Shoving these issues down, deeper into our cultural reality/matrix, instead of exalting them to inspire the change we wish to see in the world would be sub-human. Wail, scream, allow yourself to become a blathering pool of sobbing on the floor if it brings you cleansing. Let it all hang out. Those who love, honor and respect you will be here to coax you back to the fully functioning human we will all need to be to bring the gift of life to future generations. You, reader, are loved and there are those you may never meet in person who wish you only the best in your journey. If I could be there, in person-to hold you and validate your pain, I would. I may not be able to fix the problems and abuses myself, but I'm willing to stand with you in an age in which the oligarchs just want you to acquiesce, I am willing to do what I can to help usher in an age of enlightenment in an environment of fear and hate.
We need to adequately grieve and release the inter-generational hurt associated with being sold a bill of goods, mostly by greedy white rich guys for at least the last ten centuries. If examples of the failures and short-comings of "civilizations" do not come quickly to mind, let us review...backing up through history, we have come through (although not all the way yet), the housing bubble. This year marked the first time homes in the United States of America, on average, were worth as much as they were ten years ago. This freakish and seeming impossibility was accompanied by great fanfare and patting one another on the back by rich white guys, but the fact that we lost the value that homes had always held in the past. They used to help offset the effects of inflation because they increased in value over time. so really, ten years of accrued value in our homes have been stolen by these same rich white guys. Now, we are supposed to forgive them? Because we are "even"? Just go back, through the dot com bubble bursting, the savings and loan crisis, the redlining of cities across our nation...which, in part, led to the 73-75 recession, when all the people who fled the cities were driving back and forth to jobs that had become much further away, perfectly setting us up for the "energy crisis" that boomed and busted the oil economy over a very short period of time. Billions were fleeced from the American Public and the vast majority of our citizens took it on the chin. This is when our manufacturing sector began to be undermined by foreign offshoring, although it would not be called that for over a decade. The cities, once they had their value stolen, effectively pushed the middle class out of our central cities. The 1953 recession before that was caused by post-war inflation, again, a picking of the pockets of those least able to defend themselves in the marketplace.
We can go back to the most legendary depression, in '29. Unequal distribution of wealth and power figure directly into that rough patch. On and on throughout history, we have an economic history chock full of blatant theft of wealth from the poorest and most marginalized people for the enrichment of oligarchs. Grieving thousands of years of being taken advantage of may take time, but please, abandon yourself as fully as possible, we will need you healed to take this to the next level.
I feel that if we can appropriately feel the experience of and release of the grief which our species has had to endure; we can use the energy as a motivational tool to give impetus toward attaining the prize, which folk and gospel songs taught us to keep our eyes on. The prize that we often are reminded of during Black History Month, where each of us will be judged by the content of our character, not the color of our skin and/or whether or not you have a dick swinging between your legs. Our species has had to deal with so many atrocities, I believe, we have not adequately mourned. They killed Abraham Lincoln, JFK; they shot MLK, they shot Bobby, Leonard Peltier and the members of MOVE who are still imprisoned, countless others and innocents who stood for nothing but wanting to have a chance, have been gunned down through the ages and we have not mourned appropriately. Instead of wallowing in the self-pity and grief, we need to release it. I want to give reason for our exquisite pain as a species from all injustices to ultimately quicken our souls to action.
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It may have been enough to keep our eyes on the prize generations ago, but today, we need to convert this hurt into action. The prize can only be attained by honoring the fact that we are all stardust, by realizing that "War is not healthy for children or other living things." We need to honor the fact that virtually everything the hippies were saying back in the day is being proved to be correct by science. We need to come to terms with, understand and be willing to act to solve the myriad problems associated with human greed, lust for money and the deceitful exploitation of others, for money. After the "Dust Bowl", during which over a billion tons of topsoil were blown away, millions of lives were impacted, we failed to talk about the subsidy that whole process represented in our "agricultural industrialization, we let the cost fall inordinately to the poorest farmers and citizens. We, the people did nothing to build back the lost soils, we were just trying to stay alive. We can mourn forever, but it will not build a single teaspoon of soil. Part of not being nourished, as humans, is to face physiologic challenges, additional stressors and constant low-grade anger within your very cells, who are being deprived of the resources they need to function optimally. Just like when we get depressed or internalize this grief (instead of letting it out) it deprives us of our vigor which has effects much like depletion of minerals and lack of a healthy array of healthy plants in our diets. Just like adrenaline, no matter how good you feel while "on" it, the metabolites are toxic as heck and the withdrawal can be crushing. Getting our grief out really brings these issues into the open. We pretty much all agree on things that need to be done. All we need to do is take back our power, stop allowing the oligarchs to buy elections and let the grandmothers (and womyn generally) help us to transform our culture into a more humanitarian one.
I woke up this morning crying at the ruthless focus we have put on the next quarter, as well as the power it wields in guiding the arc of capitalism. There is no way to invest in the next seven generations if you are only willing to look three months into the future. Change is gonna come, we (our generation) has to be the stimulus for that change. We must not let our grief consume us, nor should we hold in our pain. Shoving these issues down, deeper into our cultural reality/matrix, instead of exalting them to inspire the change we wish to see in the world would be sub-human. Wail, scream, allow yourself to become a blathering pool of sobbing on the floor if it brings you cleansing. Let it all hang out. Those who love, honor and respect you will be here to coax you back to the fully functioning human we will all need to be to bring the gift of life to future generations. You, reader, are loved and there are those you may never meet in person who wish you only the best in your journey. If I could be there, in person-to hold you and validate your pain, I would. I may not be able to fix the problems and abuses myself, but I'm willing to stand with you in an age in which the oligarchs just want you to acquiesce, I am willing to do what I can to help usher in an age of enlightenment in an environment of fear and hate.
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