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11 B'aatz
Not making it.
Everything has to be about getting better, making more of an effort. I'm just trying to not go crazy, die in an accident, pass out or physically fail. I'm so sick and done with all that positive intention writing. Aren't we all?
Can we give a day, a principle, to just seeing how fucked up and hard shit in this world and life is getting?
Sure let's do that, let's make it today. So there, now, all that is true, it's not a lie, let's advocate that!
Hold on then. Is that, all that is true? Something being true does not mean it's the only truth. How far from depth are we sometimes. We are drawn into monotony in all the senses and applications of the word, and that's what is mainstream. The mainstream feeling is: -"we are so fucked so let's just have fun while we can"- or -"this is so fucked there is no point in saving it, let's then just have fun fucking it up more"-
Going mainstream seems like fun but turns out having fun raping others, killing then, deep inside, is not so fun, but it's easy to do since this killing and raping is systemic, there is no one directly involved in it, apparently, so everyone get's a chance to white-wash their hands. What's fun to me is being able to address this and in the hope you're having fun reading this, actually do something about it.
The idea of "the west" and its imposed societal development model is fueled by the ideology of white washing that lies behind hidden in this system of distraction and acquired de-humanization where the individual is apparently alive and well, but not acting in favor of what is human or to other humans. He/she believes some are dirty, or less, or evil, and for that, for their sins, or mistakes, or because they deserve it, they must suffer or die.
This genocidal theology is crucial to allow the system of today. Very ancient and well settled in place, to survive it must create new branches and facets. One of them is the fear of dirt and the cringe for a planet-less life, deprived from the natural-lesser world. An unavoidable destiny prophesized by the theme scenario, if not the script of every single movie ever made. Genocide continues and co-exists with us thanks to its technological adaptation and strategy. From this strategy comes the taking over the minds of those souls that still run the cosmos. If we are allowed to be convinced that there is no other scenario other than a dreadful extinction event apocalypse, then that will be the present we are lured into having fun with.
Convinced of the physicality and mechanical nature of this universe from where the idea of the impossibility of societal reform stems from, we're deprived of a true metaphysical plasticity where we more easily mold and shape life to what I find is a more fun reality: one filled with love, harmony, beauty, balance, nature and free from suffering, slavery, disease and unstoppable toxicity.
Tripping over the "oh shit we're fucked", "fuck it I'm done" and "I fucking hate it all" stones is definitely a must. Today's nawal is peculiarly open to that feeling and can be represented in time or in a reading as the moment that we quit or fail to make it. This is what makes us doubt of the animistic universe we live in. We gather all the ingredients, make the recipe as it should, make the right relationship. invest all that energy and time and at the end there is still some randomness factor and murphy's law bullshit that we simply cannot account for or get rid of. As our keen mind digs into the mysteries of earth and time (pachamama) trying to understand what is happening, we find extensive gold and gem mines of beautiful, elaborate and sense-making explanations. We then dig out these explanations and open markets where we sell these riches to each other.
Meanwhile the monkey of time is laughing his ass off seeing how we attempt at eat explanations of the unexplainable. Explanationism is the trap of clarity in Toltec training, the second enemy. Today's nawal reminds of this truly magical portal that is time where we simply cannot predict or expect anything. Really, all that science, all them planets, positions and forecasts can be rammed up your you know what. The only truth is that we don't know, but living in the we don't know is too cold of a place to be in. It is then that we soberly choose to just have fun, 'cause it's the only thing that makes perfect sense...
To be continued tomorrow...