#7 - While Joe Biden forces companies to force workers to get vaccinated or else, Vladimir Putin says "no one should be forced to get a jab.  Pressure, where people may lose their jobs, is even less acceptable."

So the inescapable conclusion is that Vladimir Putin is now the leader of the Free World.   

Freedom is in good hands, actually.  With Avangarde hypersonic missiles, 5th generation warplanes that outperform the competition, million-dollar anti-ship missiles that make billion-dollar aircraft carriers obsolete, electronic counter-measures that shut down Imperial radar, and S-400/S-500 strategic deterrence, freedom is fiercely well-defended.  It must be, for it is under attack from all directions by Imperial Fascist forces.  It is a war for survival:  A global fascist empire cannot coexist with sovereign nation-states.  Something has to give, and Russia's sovereign self-defence capabilities means freedom isn't going anywhere.  Jesus Christ Amen.

"The corporate state is the fascist state," is a quote famously attributed to Mussolini.  And according to Both Stanford University and former President Jimmy Carter, America is no longer a functioning democracy. 

We have seen Empire, and it is us.

Rome is falling, relatives.  Imperial fascism is collapsing under its own obese, corrupt weight.  Man cannot have two masters, for he will love the one and hate the other.  Western Civilization has turned its back on God in order to worship mammon.  We have been manipulated into abandoning the innate spirituality that is our birthright, in order to worship at the altar of materialism.  But the truth is coming to light, and all that is hidden is being revealed.  The age of Aquarius is the age of information, the age of transparency.  And so we are witnessing the fall of mammon's Empire. 

Turn your backs on mammon's Empire, relatives.  The time has come for America to look at itself honestly in the mirror and acknowledge the truth of what it sees.  The time has come to turn our backs on mammon's Empire, an empire of material wealth, and remember our relationship with Spirit  - the world that cannot be bought or sold, the world of values where love and loyalty and trust and solidarity and forgiveness and compassion are ideas worth believing in, defending, and dying for.  Humanity is making the longest journey we have ever made:  we are making the journey from our heads to our hearts. 

...but i digress.  In brief:

In Putin's Russia, oligarchs defer to the government.

In Biden's America, the government defers to the oligarchs.

In Putin's Russia, corporations are beholden to the sovereign State.

In Biden's America, the sovereign State is beholden to the corporations.

We have seen the enemy, and it is us, relatives.  And as we see the devastation our deceit has caused, to the world and ourselves, we at long last come of age, to a maturity that allows us to look at ourselves, our loved ones, our veterans, and the world at large, and speak the words of the Hawaiian Ho'o Pono Pono prayer:

I love you

I'm sorry

Please forgive me

Thank you

... This is what must be done, for us to regain our integrity.  For our integrity is the source of our strength.  America has lost its strength, because America has lost its integrity.  And a heartfelt prayer for forgiveness, not merely from God but equally from our fellow man, is the path of healing into wholeness.  Where there is no part of humanity left out, no aspect of the living world of nature bereft of mystery and divinity. 

Victor Hugo said, "No army in the world can stop an idea whose time has come,"  Buckminster Fuller said, "Its all of us or none of us,"  and Dwight Eisenhower said, "I think the people of this world want peace so bad, one of these days the government is going to have to get out of the way and let them have it." 

Relatives, that day has come.  It's all of us or none of us, and we all want peace so bad the government is gonna have to get out of the way and let us have it.  No army in the world can stop us.  No army in the world wants to.  It's our army.  it's composed of, entirely and exclusively, us.  Because we are all related, and its all of us or none of us.  Me vs You is archaic, obsolete and self-destructive.  Humanity is in this together.  Survival is a non-zero sum game.  It's all of us or none of us.

So let us remember the necessary virtue of tolerance, wherein we tolerate differences that we do not necessarily embrace or even enjoy.  We tolerate differences, because we know that we are part of the family of humanity, which is part of the web of life, which is a sacred mystery. 

And let us equally heed the necessary virtue of justice, which exists quite literally to protect and defend the vulnerable from exploitation.  In an unjust world the weak are defenseless against the strong.  It requires justice for the vulnerable to be safe and free.  A civilization is judged according to how well it treats its most vulnerable.

How Silent Bear got his name

 A long time ago Bastante Solipsis Marquez got lost.  He got so lost he couldn't find himself.  He discovered one day that he was sleeping in a ditch.  He went out to the road and stuck out his thumb, to hitchhike anywhere.  Nobody drove by.  After a long time passed he crossed the road to hitchhike anywhere else.  

He was that lost.

 

He was so lost, he lost the ability to speak.   Days and weeks and months went by and Bastante observed them pass without speaking.  He had gone silent.

Sleeping by a creek, one day he met a Native American who saw him clearly and took him home.  He was adopted by a Cherokee clan, the Clan of the Cave Bear.  They took him in and kept him fed and helped him find work and let him sleep in the yard.   They taught him how to pray, and they taught him how to sweat, and they taught him how to carry himself as he traveled the Red Road.  

 

The clan mother was White Wolf, and the clan elder was Black Wolf.  Bastante's brother was Traveling Wolf.  Uncle Moon and Uncle Eagle, and Grey Wolf and Crazy Bear, and Medicine Eagle and Red Bear were also in the clan.   Buffalo Woman and Auntie Fish Eagle and Two Coyotes and Earth Man with a Good Heart and Huitzilopochli were from different tribes, but they were close relatives, who sat up and prayed with Bastante. Even though they were from other tribes, they were part of the clan. 

They gave him a Cherokee name.  They called him Silent Bear.  

This is a true story.

Out of the dumpster

Heap Coyote spotted Silent Bear on sovereign land by the ocean.  

They smoked.

Heap Coyote spoke.  

"Heap police officer came on soveriegn land last Friday.  Lookin to arrest."  

"The Kanaka brought out the deeds and lay down his staff.

He got on his knees  before the police officers, and declared his non-violence and his title and his rights as an heir of sovereign land."

Silent Bear said nothing.

"After  three hours of nonviolent confrontation, the police offers left in good spirits and no one was arrested. "

Silent Bear smiled.

"Kept a fire goin the whole time."

Silent Bear spoke:

"Just like that, the war is won!"

"The tribe of the Earth Mother Goddess has engaged in conflict with the wrathful Sky God of legal language, the language of the Law, the Babylonian Language of the Babble-Law..."

"Babylon," said Heap Coyote.

Silent Bear nodded.  

“Babble-On.”

He continued:  

“The Earth Guardians of the Temple of the Heart have nonviolently engaged with the all-powerful Officers of the Language of the Mind.  And the warriors of the heart have emerged victorious!  Love for the world has triumphed over conflict!"

They both smiled on the gorgeous and horrible battlefield of life itself.

Silent Bear spoke yet again:  

"Law-Babel is written language, the Babble Language of the Babble-Law... memorized and written down, unlike the unspoken wisdom of the heart.  These ancient Babylonian Laws, the legal Babel laws of ancient Babylon sent many officers of the Law to arrest peaceful residents of sovereign Tribal land, and after several hours of nonviolent confrontation they left in good spirits, and the spirit of the land and its people remained well- defended... 

...by the Law, the Babble Law.

“VICTORY!”

He raised his fists.

  

“In the end, their own most invincible and lethal weapon, the legal language of the Law, was used against them.   They were consumed by their own aggression, as must always be,” said Silent Bear.

“Just like that we have won the war.”

They shook hands.

"It's all of us or none of us," said Heap Coyote.

The sun continued to set on a world that had become victorious over conflict itself, winning the eternal war between him and her- the head and the heart

Lament of Babylon

Bastante got up on stage.
This is what he sang-
he sang:
death by despair
I can't find you anywhere
death by despair
I can't find you anywhere
Oh Babylon
 Babylon
Oh Babylon
 Babylon

Man is worthless as the dust
driven to do the things he must
Man is worthless as the dust
driven to do the things he must
Oh Babylon
Babylon
Oh Babylon
Babylon

How many times
have I prayed to God to take this life
only to be told
to hang there for the army?

Oh how many times
have I prayed to God to take this life
only to be told
to hang in there for the army?
Babylon
Babylon
Babylon
Babylon

Siva Vishnu, Vishnu Siva

Siva renounces the world and leaves samsara in his meditation.  Vishnu leaves his meditation and returns to the world over and over again, out of compassion for all sentient beings.

Vishnu returns to the world to teach the dharma, over and over again, in times when the dharma has been lost and the cycle of the Eternal Dharma is to begin again.  He teaches the dharma of worldly life, the life embracing life.  He comes back as Krishna, He comes back as Rama.

Rama was a householder who preferred asceticism but practiced householder life out of duty.  Did you know that in the original version Sita fucked Ravana's brains out and Rama never touched her again?  He went into the forest and practiced asceticism, waiting for a time when the dharma would be widespread.  Maybe I just heard that somewhere.

At any rate, Bastante Solipsis Marquez wasn't about to do something foolish and believe in a woman's love, no matter how brightly lit the show.  He sabotaged his own relationships in order to keep himself safe from Sita's lies.  Nothing could get in.

Err.  He could feel himself roasting.  There had to be a way to let steam out-

Adam and Eve and the Immortal Dharma

The story of Adam and Eve is the story of Purusha and Prakrti.  Purusha is seduced by Prakrti, and he blames her for it.  Blaming her does nothing good and instead does great harm.  Purusha witnesses the great harm being done in the name of Blaming the Other, Blaming the Experience Itself, making the great excuse of life; it wasn't me, it wasn't me, it wasn't my fault, I'm not to blame, it's not my responsibility, i'm a victim here, there's someone else responsible...

...until purusha witnesses the criminal behavior of dualistic thinking.  As long as Adam really thinks the serpent is outside himself he's delusional, and a hypocrite.  Only when Adam gets totally real with himself and owns phenomenal reality as his own creation does he acknowledge that the serpent is just his own shadow, looking for a great piece of ass to make babies with.  Sexual lust is an entirely forgiveable offense, although it is indeed an offense to God, who would rather we left creation up to Him. The act of lust keeps us in the world of life and death, which is actually fine.  Its judgment and condemnation of the act of lust that represses sexuality and poisons this mortal world, evicting us from the Garden.  In forgiving ourselves of our lust we enter back into the Garden.  This does not mean that we cater to our lust, or indenture ourselves to our lust, but it does mean we forgive ourselves for our lust, and integrate lust back into our lives, dropping the sexual shame.   Lust is the more or less the human condition.  In condemning our sexuality we are evicting ourselves from the Garden.

 So.

The war between the sexes was going badly, as it was wont to do.  Adam needed to create momentum.  He looked for an opportunity.  He'd been blaming her for his sexuality ever since he got religion, and became ashamed of his own shadow, his own mortality, his own impending death.  In his dreams he yearned for unreachable unattainable angelic pure immortality, and in his waking moments he resigned himself to a life of lust and its attendant responsibilities.  This technique of his, blaming her for his sexuality, was actually poor technique, he had to admit to himself.  Might there be a better way?    He thought about the situation; a remedy was obvious.  He forgave himself for his sexuality.  He forgave her for her sexuality.  

So we move from blaming to forgiving, and from this place of forgiveness we discover our innate compassion, and from this place of spontaneous compassion we are moved to act, out of love.  In seeing the great harm being done by witnessing without engaging, creating a vacuum in her which demands to be filled, ascetic Purusha willingly engages with, and successfully seduces, tender beautiful curious loving irresolute Prakrti.

This is the tantric engagement between Siva and Shakti.  Born not of desire but of compassion.  Siva's gift to Sati is Adam's gift to Eve, Purusha's gift to Prakrti.  Siva's gift to Sati is the gift of purusha, the gift of atman, the gift of brahman.  The eternal gives to the ephemeral a glimpse of eternity, but only as much as she can handle, and asks for.  The more she can lean into eternity, the less ephemeral, the more real and substantial Goddess shakti kundalini becomes.  Eternity is what gives ephemeral samsara its very substance.  Without eternity to gaze at in the mirror, the ephemeral cannot find its proper pulse and rhythm and thus falls into chaos.  Gazing into eternity is indeed how the ephemeral finds its proper pulse and rhythm, and in so doing, brings order out of chaos.

  This deepening and making-more-intimate the dance between Substance and the Insubstantial, the choosing of most vulnerable intimacy with the Goddess over the supreme Oneness of God...
...only to find oneself resting upon the supreme Oneness of God within the most intimate embrace of the Goddess...
...this tantric interweaving, this paradoxical balancing of opposites, this Way, this Tao, this Gita of Krishna, this Gospel of Christ - this nameless, worldly, world-forgiving path is the Immortal Dharma.

Tantra gives us an edge in sustainable civilization theory.  It's all of us or none of us, so we need to forgive one another, and heal. 

Bastante Solipsis Marquez was willing to fall in love with life, even though it was a bad idea and a general pain the ass and he knew better.  The more he fell in love with life the more life fell in love with him, and life had its perks.

But even though he was a big fan of life's perks, and was wholeheartedly committed to falling in love with life, Bastante never for a moment forgot that falling in love with life was a pain in the ass, and that he absolutely knew better.  He was just doing it as a favor, out of kindness, as a favor for a dear friend, life itself.  Against his better judgment Bastante Solipsis Marquez was choosing householder life over the ascetic life of a renunciate.  He was doing it because he was horny.  He was doing it because he was tantric.  He was doing it because he was in love.  He was in love with her - with shakti, with samsara.  She was his beloved, and he adored her.  It was a bad idea, falling in love with samsara, but the Mahan Tantric did it again and again and again, because he was stupid and in love, and didn't mind.  He was a light-bringer.  He brought the gift of the light to the darkness.  He was the paradox of good and bad, right and wrong, light and dark.  He was the timeless merging of opposites into wholeness.  He was the Bodhisattva mahavatara, the Mahan Tantric.  The world was his responsibility, for the world existed only as Prakrti, as the decaying detritus of Purusha.  The brightness of Purusha determined the quality of its decaying detritus, known as Prakrti.  The brightness of the world was his responsibility.  He went to work.

He wasn't falling in love because it was a good idea - it wasn't.  He was falling in love out of compassion for ignorant beings trapped in samsara.  And even though he fell in love with samsara, he never lost nirvana.  He fell in love with samsara, and meditated on the Absolute everyday to stay sane.  Even though he fell in love with illusion he never forgot the truth.  He was incarnating, and teaching, out of love.  Of course, his compassion was a form of ignorance, for there was no other, there was only One.  Illusion and Truth need each other to exist.  And so he incarnated again and again out of compassion for an Other that didn't actually exist, but only seemed to.  Ever incarnating, ever revealing truth to illusion, ever remembering the truth, ever forgiving illusion...

The other is always so convinced of its Other-ness that Oneness is compelled to approach it in a friendly, irresistable fashion, as an avatar within the matrix, knowing oneness is all that exists.

This is the story of the reincarnation of Krishna, the mahavatara, the chosen one, Quetzalcoatl.  As long as he is able, he bumbles through life in aimless fashion, an irresistable force, the embodiment of the Logos.  Lord of Yoga, teacher of Dharma, happy go lucky Bastante Solipsis Marquez arrived on the scene to explain the whole mess of duality and consciousness and usher in the Golden Age.  Having conquered his desire to conquer the world, radiating loving-kindness, the crazy wisdom master meandered here and there, healing the world through through his own lazy journey into wholeness.  He  was the last one to realize that his very presence, the purusha of which he is most intimately familiar, is the very conduit through which all healing occurs.  Simply by being present, we heal ourselves and our world.

The mahavatara healed the world by healing himself.  The whole world was himself.  Krishna was the great trickster, pretending the world was separate from himself, knowing the truth.  He was becoming whole, and the whole world was replicating the pattern, fractal hologram that it was.

He stayed hidden.  He used an alias.

He was Bastante Solipsis Marquez.

Purusha and Prakrti

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