Bastante desired women but he had figured out that he resented women who made him orgasm. Women who made him orgasm weren't listening to his body, it seemed like. Every woman he'd ever been with had made him orgasm, so he resented women. He deeply desired the company of a woman who would fuck him without making him cum. It was frustrating. This was tantra, at the beginner level.
Uphekkshanam means equanimity. It was a word used by the Buddha a lot to describe the ideal state of mind. A mind full of equanimity has no desire for things to be other than they are - there is no craving, and no aversion. Pure contentment, pure acceptance. No judgment.
Uphekkshanam is a state of mind that meditators aspire to, and largely fail to achieve. Meditators are good at concentrating, but they have not cultivated a nervous system that can handle deep equanimity. Overcoming the desire to move when your back hurts is nothing compared to overcoming the desire to pursue orgasm when your lover wiggles their hips a certain way... in the greatest of ironies, the sexiest, most sensitive people are the ones most easily pulled away from sacred sexuality into conventional, profane sex.
You see, real equanimity is a neurological state of physiological relaxation and peace that is cultivated by experiencing tremendous pleasure without reacting to it with craving, or orgasm. Tattoos and piercing can be said to be addictive because they also tap into deep states of relaxation and peace by experiencing tremendous pain without reacting to it with aversion. This tantric cultivation of nonreactivity touches us deep in our subconscious, where our sexual and survival urges reside. Meditation leads to conscious non reactivity, and it also cultivates a real sense of unconscious nonreactivity but this unconscious (somatic) nonreactivity depends upon a pristine content, or environment, to stay nonreactive. In other words, equanimity trained for exclusively in the monastery, or the tattoo parlor, fails us on the battlefield. Renouncing the world to be at peace is a far different beast than being at peace within the world.
Both pleasure and pain lead us into reactivity, and cultivating a path of nonreactivity that avoids both pleasure and pain can be said to be an aversion to the world of the senses, craving nibbana and rejecting samsara. In the fractal cosmos, where out-there recapitulates in-here, we crave the emptying completion of orgasm just as we crave the emptying completion of nibbana, and we do everything to avoid the ravenous hunger of unsatiated desire just as we avoid the ravenous hunger of insatiable samsara. Real equanimity requires a balanced attitude towards the world of the senses, adoring it without attaching to it, respect for it, devotion to it, and liberation from it as well. It involves controlling our instinctive reactions during pleasure and pain, and can be trained for through tantra(!) which might include sex. In fact, it must be trained for in this way, because the sexual urge overwhelms us on so many different occasions, and our collective failure to master the sexual urge - not through repression but through mastery - has led to an overpopulated planet full of insecurity, violence, and pain. Cultivating neurological equanimity through sexual mastery is the fast path to enlightenment - far superior to conventional sex, which cannot sustain people or planet.
There are three kinds of sex:
Procreational sex (creation of babies)
recreational sex (creation of desires)
transformational sex (creation of power)
My understanding is that forces of black tantra are blanketing the globe with satanic sex rituals in an attempt to cultivate more power. As this power is fear-based, it really has no strength against love. When transformational sex is used without compassion, fear runs things. When transformational sex is practiced with compassion, love runs things. We have to learn about tantra, and we have to practice proper tantra, because the dark forces are using it as much as possible, taking maximum advantage of our ignorance. We must overcome the powerful creations of fear with the far more powerful creations of love. In many ways, the orgasm compulsion has enslaved our species, and our sexual energy is being siphoned by parasites who have learned how to exploit and essentially harvest our sexual energy. We are literally breeding a slave race. Tantra is our birthright.
The sex drive is actually an orgasm drive, which can be overridden by bringing the sexual energy into the heart through the practice of compassion. Using willpower, which is manipura chakra (the stomach - think belly button), we restrain ourselves from the orgasm function within the context of sexual union. Another way of saying it is that while having sex, we simply rest. Fucking is actually a fight or flight response - its the ultimate survival mechanism, right? Think about what sex looks like when the fight-or-flight response is removed, and the psoas is allowed to release. Learning this tantra allows us to release the psoas while highly aroused, which leads to a very intelligent and sustainable tonus in the pelvic floor. This flows naturally into uddhiyana bandha, which softens the belly and allows energy to flow freely upwards. This act of will alters the pelvic floor in such a way as to allow the sexual energy to move upwards along the respiratory wave through the open belly all the way up into the heart. The sex drive may thus evolve into a love drive, with training.
The sexual urge is actually an orgasm urge, and yet this urge yearns to climb the nervous system's ladder to higher levels of intelligence, yearning to love and be loved, by bringing the sexual energy into the heart through the practice of compassion. In meditation, we learn to observe sensations without reacting to them - this is equanimity, and it actually rewires our nervous system. In tantric lovemaking, we learn to observe sensations without reacting to them - this is orgasmic equanimity, and it totally rewires the human nervous system at its most primitive level. What does sex look like when the orgasm drive is removed? It actually looks a bit goalless, like mere relationship for relationship's sake. This is the healing dance between the primordial opposites of yin and yang, this is the Tao, the Way - the interpenetration of opposites. Tantra. Contemporary talking heads call it karezza - tantric sex, sex without desire, sex without animalistic compulsion.
Once we recognize that we want out of the 'feed and breed' domesticated life of our lower nature, we tend to yearn for spiritual life, and so we attempt to renounce craving and aversion at the somatic level. But as westerners we are trained to yearn for sex, which is the ultimate craving. We cannot overcome desire without overcoming the desire to orgasm - and so we repress our sexuality. This is one very common way to begin spiritual life. At least for men.
But repressing our sexuality is really just a form of aversion. We are averse to sexuality, because it ruins our equanimity. But this is the key - sexuality doesn't ruin our equanimity, orgasm does! Potent and sustainable sexuality is ruined by orgasm, not sex. We can actually move away from orgasm by moving deeper into sexuality, but this requires real partnership and real discipline. Sexual discipline? Gimme a break!
Historically, people were always warned about the dangers of practicing tantra. You could go crazy, they said. What they really meant was then moving out of celibacy (or some kind of forced abstinence) and into sexual relationship could make you go crazy, because sex is so powerful and we are so pathetic. Think about it. How much crazy have you gone through due to the need to have a sex life? Enough to lose your cool, probably.
There is a better way. But it requires... friendship. Who would have thought?
Friday, November 3, 2017
Wednesday, September 27, 2017
Pax Cybernetica
Babylon was cornered, and dying. the Temple Banks desperately needed a war so they could steal sovereign assets. No war was forthcoming, so wars were manufactured, as had always worked in the past.
But Babylon was losing as many wars as she won these days, and stealing other people's shit was getting so costly... of course there was no alternative really, as Babylon didn't really have any other strategy. But the wars were turning into political suicide, which meant Babylon couldn't dictate Imperial policy. Congress resisted.
So did the people - the rebellion against Empire was finally, at long last, getting organized. Defenders of the Republic waged guerrilla warfare against a vastly superior yet inflexible and uncreative Empire. And all around the world, little fish gathered together in solidarity to give the big fish the finger...
Peace was breaking out. It made Babylon tremble. Peace would bring Justice, and that would bring down the house-
mahamudra
Bastante Solipsis Marquez wasn't trying to get high, he was trying to get work done, but he kept accidentally getting high. He was an artist. It was in the job description, and he couldn't quit.
So.
So he meditated a lot to make up for it. As we do.
The kundalini of Mother Earth was waking up, and raising the kundalini of the two-leggeds who were along for the ride. It was exhilarating. Walking down the stairs was as eye-opening an experience as climbing Everest. Every breath was too profoundly miraculous to put into words, and nobody bothered trying anymore, except for poets, who did alright now and then. The streets were full of poets actually, amongst the wizards and elves and whatnot.
Like I said, it was exhilarating.
The good was getting better and the bad was getting worse. That's what Dickens meant to say. It was the best of times because the good just kept getting better, and it was the worst of times because the bad just kept getting worse. This is kundalini - whatever is not in alignment gets purified through burning fire, so the good feels great and the bad feels terrible. The divergence of extremes intensifies, as a dichotomous polarity, until there is a quantum leap, a valence shell transfer, and the polarity is unified in a higher dimensional perspective.
Quantum evolution. The shift. Everyone was just waiting around, growing food, catching rainwater, waiting for the currency to collapse and the government to fall, waiting for the aliens to come and the dna strands to activate and the past-life memories to come flooding back.
Bastante did lots of yoga, and plotted a comeback.
He'd sat in the temple for days and meditated and healed. Patanjalin had come to him in a vision.
Patanjalin was Bastante's yoga teacher, and gazed at him kindly.
"What's the best yoga?" asked Patanjalin.
Bastante contemplated the question. "The best yoga is the yoga that makes you feel the most wonderful," answered Bastante, totally guessing.
Patanjalin seemed to accept the answer. "What yoga makes you feel the most wonderful?" he asked Bastante.
Again Bastante feigned confidence. "It's different for everyone, but sex and laughter and food probably in that order."
They shared a laugh. They were tantriks, after all.
So.
So he meditated a lot to make up for it. As we do.
The kundalini of Mother Earth was waking up, and raising the kundalini of the two-leggeds who were along for the ride. It was exhilarating. Walking down the stairs was as eye-opening an experience as climbing Everest. Every breath was too profoundly miraculous to put into words, and nobody bothered trying anymore, except for poets, who did alright now and then. The streets were full of poets actually, amongst the wizards and elves and whatnot.
Like I said, it was exhilarating.
The good was getting better and the bad was getting worse. That's what Dickens meant to say. It was the best of times because the good just kept getting better, and it was the worst of times because the bad just kept getting worse. This is kundalini - whatever is not in alignment gets purified through burning fire, so the good feels great and the bad feels terrible. The divergence of extremes intensifies, as a dichotomous polarity, until there is a quantum leap, a valence shell transfer, and the polarity is unified in a higher dimensional perspective.
Quantum evolution. The shift. Everyone was just waiting around, growing food, catching rainwater, waiting for the currency to collapse and the government to fall, waiting for the aliens to come and the dna strands to activate and the past-life memories to come flooding back.
Bastante did lots of yoga, and plotted a comeback.
He'd sat in the temple for days and meditated and healed. Patanjalin had come to him in a vision.
Patanjalin was Bastante's yoga teacher, and gazed at him kindly.
"What's the best yoga?" asked Patanjalin.
Bastante contemplated the question. "The best yoga is the yoga that makes you feel the most wonderful," answered Bastante, totally guessing.
Patanjalin seemed to accept the answer. "What yoga makes you feel the most wonderful?" he asked Bastante.
Again Bastante feigned confidence. "It's different for everyone, but sex and laughter and food probably in that order."
They shared a laugh. They were tantriks, after all.
Saturday, August 5, 2017
Water is LIfe
Bastante Solipsis Marquez triumphed over the Wasteland, and it rained on him frequently, and women seemed to come from nowhere, and the hero to the Dark Tower came and the Dark Tower crumbled but it landed in a big pile of vines and no one really cared or minded because everyone seemed to be hooking up or at least making moves and this is how the world ends, relatives, not with a bang but an orgasm, and the waters rushed in as the Age of Aquarius began and everywhere Bastante went the dawning of the new age was beginning and the Age of the Wasteland was over, and the journey from our heads to our hearts had begun.
Gaaaak the Eskimo Shaman told Bastante, "we are making the longest journey humankind has ever made. We are making the journey from our heads to our hearts."
This is the journey out of our rational thinking minds, our dead-end, logical philosophies and our imprisoned, categorical existences, into our feeling, breathing, unthinking, knowing, unconscious and infinite bodies, the reawakening of our divine intuition, the reawakening of the divine feminine, the dawning of the Aquarian Age.
Mind cannot find peace. Peace returns to letting-go mind. As long as the mind seeks peace, or anything else for that matter, the mind wanders in the endless, timeless desert of the Wasteland on the ancient journey to the Dark Tower, the prison of the ego. Only when the ego is consumed does the Dark Tower collapse, and out of the ruin lies only death, beyond which lies life itself, of course.
Letting-go mind is the mind of meditation. Letting-go mind is the empty mind aware only of breath, posture, and sensation. This is the experience of mahamudra. Western tantric traditions have reinvented the wheel according to context, as tantra is wont to do - and so we have skateboarding, snowboarding, kitesurfing, rock climbing, and the thousand other contemporary western tantras handed down by example from teacher to student. These tantras are merely ritualistic excuses to get out of the mind and into the body, embracing (rather than renouncing, which is yoga) the world of the senses.
Tantra is life. Bastante did yoga and renounced the senses, and then he did tantra and embraced the senses, and it was all the same to him because it was all empty, and he acted without anyone acting, there was only embodied, spontaneous, ritual, in context. It was beautiful to behold, and like I said, man was it beautiful to behold...
Gaaaak the Eskimo Shaman told Bastante, "we are making the longest journey humankind has ever made. We are making the journey from our heads to our hearts."
This is the journey out of our rational thinking minds, our dead-end, logical philosophies and our imprisoned, categorical existences, into our feeling, breathing, unthinking, knowing, unconscious and infinite bodies, the reawakening of our divine intuition, the reawakening of the divine feminine, the dawning of the Aquarian Age.
Mind cannot find peace. Peace returns to letting-go mind. As long as the mind seeks peace, or anything else for that matter, the mind wanders in the endless, timeless desert of the Wasteland on the ancient journey to the Dark Tower, the prison of the ego. Only when the ego is consumed does the Dark Tower collapse, and out of the ruin lies only death, beyond which lies life itself, of course.
Letting-go mind is the mind of meditation. Letting-go mind is the empty mind aware only of breath, posture, and sensation. This is the experience of mahamudra. Western tantric traditions have reinvented the wheel according to context, as tantra is wont to do - and so we have skateboarding, snowboarding, kitesurfing, rock climbing, and the thousand other contemporary western tantras handed down by example from teacher to student. These tantras are merely ritualistic excuses to get out of the mind and into the body, embracing (rather than renouncing, which is yoga) the world of the senses.
Tantra is life. Bastante did yoga and renounced the senses, and then he did tantra and embraced the senses, and it was all the same to him because it was all empty, and he acted without anyone acting, there was only embodied, spontaneous, ritual, in context. It was beautiful to behold, and like I said, man was it beautiful to behold...
Monday, January 23, 2017
Pindar Quetzlcoatl
The Rainbow Tribe jeered and howled. Big words, Bastante, they said, just a bunch of big words.
What on earth do we do? You want us to spend money?
What?
Keep your big words, Bastante, they said. Tell us something useful.
Teach children to garden, he said.
The Rainbow Tribe pushed and pulled, and seethed like the ocean, and kicked like a tied up horse. The Tribe kicked and seethed and fell into line. Silence settled in. They listened. He'd hooked them. He was right.
Teach children to garden, he said, and they cheered their assent.
Teach children to garden, he said, and they roared their approval, and the gods sighed with relief.
It was working.
This is what happened next.
The Rainbow Tribe started a nonprofit.
This nonprofit enlisted members.
Membership involved paying a fee.
Benefits of membership involved receiving a free ounce of silver bullion.
The cost of membership was the spot price of silver, plus shipping, plus a premium.
One percent of the premium went to the nonprofit for operating expenses. The rest was distributed to other nonprofits who were leveraged to do the best work in their relevant field.
They were nonprofit hunting. Hunting for a good nonprofit that would teach children to garden.
It kept working.
Their global multimedia audience was so thoroughly entertained and relieved that they donated to the nonprofit to keep their entertainment coming, and consequently bullion sales skyrocketed, putting enormous upward pressure on manipulated commodities prices. Silver was still selling for a fraction of its value, so the nonprofit's members were exchanging worthless fiat paper for real silver at an incredible exchange rate, contributing to the Federal Reserve's collapse, investing in cost-effective commons enhancement, pulling their resources out of the war machine, and stacking silver all at the same time.
And no laws were being broken. Business boomed. Silver shipped. Children gardened. More and more viewers became members, and invested in sustainable culture.
The Deep State shook its head with a sigh. All the prophecies had been a little off. At the end of the Kali Yuga the maha avatara had been prophecied to return, bringing destruction of the Age with him, and the birth of the Sat Yuga. He'd been expected to be an alien, or a billionaire, or Putin, or the Pope or a terrorist. No one had foreseen that a legal, law-abiding nonprofit could successfully outperform government in the field of public service while financing itself by keeping an audience entertained.
Within the elite Illuminati circles it was understood that the maha avatara would not be a conventional good person/bad person persona but rather a tantrik - he would be fully human, manifesting both the good and evil inherent in our nature, and would overthrow the machine not with direct confrontation but with political intrigue, a good campaign strategy, subtlety and finesse. There would be no collapse. There would only be transition, an acceleration of learning and growth. The mahan tantric had been expected, but no one had foreseen he would start an online business based on peddling fiction...
What on earth do we do? You want us to spend money?
What?
Keep your big words, Bastante, they said. Tell us something useful.
Teach children to garden, he said.
The Rainbow Tribe pushed and pulled, and seethed like the ocean, and kicked like a tied up horse. The Tribe kicked and seethed and fell into line. Silence settled in. They listened. He'd hooked them. He was right.
Teach children to garden, he said, and they cheered their assent.
Teach children to garden, he said, and they roared their approval, and the gods sighed with relief.
It was working.
This is what happened next.
The Rainbow Tribe started a nonprofit.
This nonprofit enlisted members.
Membership involved paying a fee.
Benefits of membership involved receiving a free ounce of silver bullion.
The cost of membership was the spot price of silver, plus shipping, plus a premium.
One percent of the premium went to the nonprofit for operating expenses. The rest was distributed to other nonprofits who were leveraged to do the best work in their relevant field.
They were nonprofit hunting. Hunting for a good nonprofit that would teach children to garden.
It kept working.
Their global multimedia audience was so thoroughly entertained and relieved that they donated to the nonprofit to keep their entertainment coming, and consequently bullion sales skyrocketed, putting enormous upward pressure on manipulated commodities prices. Silver was still selling for a fraction of its value, so the nonprofit's members were exchanging worthless fiat paper for real silver at an incredible exchange rate, contributing to the Federal Reserve's collapse, investing in cost-effective commons enhancement, pulling their resources out of the war machine, and stacking silver all at the same time.
And no laws were being broken. Business boomed. Silver shipped. Children gardened. More and more viewers became members, and invested in sustainable culture.
The Deep State shook its head with a sigh. All the prophecies had been a little off. At the end of the Kali Yuga the maha avatara had been prophecied to return, bringing destruction of the Age with him, and the birth of the Sat Yuga. He'd been expected to be an alien, or a billionaire, or Putin, or the Pope or a terrorist. No one had foreseen that a legal, law-abiding nonprofit could successfully outperform government in the field of public service while financing itself by keeping an audience entertained.
Within the elite Illuminati circles it was understood that the maha avatara would not be a conventional good person/bad person persona but rather a tantrik - he would be fully human, manifesting both the good and evil inherent in our nature, and would overthrow the machine not with direct confrontation but with political intrigue, a good campaign strategy, subtlety and finesse. There would be no collapse. There would only be transition, an acceleration of learning and growth. The mahan tantric had been expected, but no one had foreseen he would start an online business based on peddling fiction...
Commons enhancement
Bastante rallied the Rainbow Tribe. The woods, and the mountains, and the island, and the ocean all contained beings who loved, and these beings rallied around the banner of healing the divide in the world through love.
The divide between yin and yang. Damn it hurt. The great chasm between opposites, the break in reality which separated light from dark and masculine from feminine yawned before the World like Kali with her jagged fuckin mouth open.
According to tantra, boundaries may be healed and it is here, at the boundaries, that the greatest diversity and creativity takes place. This is also a permaculture principle - yes the two are related. The boundary between yin and yang, when nourished, leads to fruitful prosperity and creative abundance.
When neglected, feared, and shunned, this boundary leads to war.
The world needed to honor differences. Patriarchy doesn't allow for differences of opinion, because Authority is absolute. This is the nature of the Absolute - it bodes no sustainable relationship with the relative, for the relative is not sustainable in relationship with the Absolute. The relative is transient, impermanent, and constantly being replaced by itself.
Matriarchy, or the Tao, requires balance between yin and yang, which arises as we learn to honor differences. When diversities of opinion, lifestyle, and ecology are nourished and appreciated without being judged for their absolute value, we learn to appreciate the light and the dark without losing the balance of our mind by clinging to either. This does not mean that we equanimously tolerate both the light and the dark but rather that we equanimously tolerate beings from both the light and the dark, even as we work to spread the Dharma.
Babylon was a dragon. The Illuminati was a bloodline, a blue blood reptilian lineage with mooladhara kundalini shakti, shaktipat through genetic breeding. Babylon was the DNA of survival, woven into the very fabric of every human's reptilian ancestors.
Some of those ancestors were yogis and yoginis, and they cultivated tremendous shakti through great tapas, and awakened their kundalini, and some lived to serve and lived as long as elves, while others served their own desires and became great demons, and the descendants of these demons now owned the world.
And the descendants of those elves were leading the rebellion, and at long last they were starting to win. The elves were defeating the demons not by chasing away the darkness, but by bringing light to the darkness. The darkness wasn't going away at all; the darkness was being healed, and in doing so the darkness was embracing and softening the light.
The elves were winning by circumventing government confrontation entirely, and investing economically in commons enhancement.
Commons enhancement?
By crowdfunding private nonprofit initiatives which outperformed government in the field of cost-effective social services, the Dharma Warriors were not merely investing in Government's open-source, private-sector replacement. They were investing in the ecological rehabilitation of Spaceship Earth.
Because the private market was performance based, it could reliably outperform government in the field of commons enhancement - the one basic social service that all other social services evolve out of.
Commons enhancement - the enhancement of the commons. Healthy air and water, an abundance of healthy food and locally grown building materials, common education on basic living, willing labor pools, vibrant arts and culture, diverse and abundant ecosystems, landscape engineering for maximum rainwater retention and catchment... enhancing the commons is something that needs to be done and Government can't do it because diversity abhors authority and authority abhors diversity. Enhancing the commons requires investing in diversity, be it ecological, psychological, or anything else.
Ecological sustainability requires a successful rebellion against Authority. And yet, any rebellion against Authority will only be successful if it lawfully competes in the free market for attention and investment. In other words, if Authority is failing on its own, a rebellion may succeed.
The Revolution will be market-based. The public will heavily invest in a viable alternative to unsustainable culture.
The Rainbow Warriors gathered to defeat Babylon at her own game. They were going into business, selling a cost-effective commons enhancement strategy that earns a much higher yield than war ever could. They would market the product effectively through multimedia entertainment.
Bastante told the story, and the tribes gathered, and the world moved.
The divide between yin and yang. Damn it hurt. The great chasm between opposites, the break in reality which separated light from dark and masculine from feminine yawned before the World like Kali with her jagged fuckin mouth open.
According to tantra, boundaries may be healed and it is here, at the boundaries, that the greatest diversity and creativity takes place. This is also a permaculture principle - yes the two are related. The boundary between yin and yang, when nourished, leads to fruitful prosperity and creative abundance.
When neglected, feared, and shunned, this boundary leads to war.
The world needed to honor differences. Patriarchy doesn't allow for differences of opinion, because Authority is absolute. This is the nature of the Absolute - it bodes no sustainable relationship with the relative, for the relative is not sustainable in relationship with the Absolute. The relative is transient, impermanent, and constantly being replaced by itself.
Matriarchy, or the Tao, requires balance between yin and yang, which arises as we learn to honor differences. When diversities of opinion, lifestyle, and ecology are nourished and appreciated without being judged for their absolute value, we learn to appreciate the light and the dark without losing the balance of our mind by clinging to either. This does not mean that we equanimously tolerate both the light and the dark but rather that we equanimously tolerate beings from both the light and the dark, even as we work to spread the Dharma.
Babylon was a dragon. The Illuminati was a bloodline, a blue blood reptilian lineage with mooladhara kundalini shakti, shaktipat through genetic breeding. Babylon was the DNA of survival, woven into the very fabric of every human's reptilian ancestors.
Some of those ancestors were yogis and yoginis, and they cultivated tremendous shakti through great tapas, and awakened their kundalini, and some lived to serve and lived as long as elves, while others served their own desires and became great demons, and the descendants of these demons now owned the world.
And the descendants of those elves were leading the rebellion, and at long last they were starting to win. The elves were defeating the demons not by chasing away the darkness, but by bringing light to the darkness. The darkness wasn't going away at all; the darkness was being healed, and in doing so the darkness was embracing and softening the light.
The elves were winning by circumventing government confrontation entirely, and investing economically in commons enhancement.
Commons enhancement?
By crowdfunding private nonprofit initiatives which outperformed government in the field of cost-effective social services, the Dharma Warriors were not merely investing in Government's open-source, private-sector replacement. They were investing in the ecological rehabilitation of Spaceship Earth.
Because the private market was performance based, it could reliably outperform government in the field of commons enhancement - the one basic social service that all other social services evolve out of.
Commons enhancement - the enhancement of the commons. Healthy air and water, an abundance of healthy food and locally grown building materials, common education on basic living, willing labor pools, vibrant arts and culture, diverse and abundant ecosystems, landscape engineering for maximum rainwater retention and catchment... enhancing the commons is something that needs to be done and Government can't do it because diversity abhors authority and authority abhors diversity. Enhancing the commons requires investing in diversity, be it ecological, psychological, or anything else.
Ecological sustainability requires a successful rebellion against Authority. And yet, any rebellion against Authority will only be successful if it lawfully competes in the free market for attention and investment. In other words, if Authority is failing on its own, a rebellion may succeed.
The Revolution will be market-based. The public will heavily invest in a viable alternative to unsustainable culture.
The Rainbow Warriors gathered to defeat Babylon at her own game. They were going into business, selling a cost-effective commons enhancement strategy that earns a much higher yield than war ever could. They would market the product effectively through multimedia entertainment.
Bastante told the story, and the tribes gathered, and the world moved.
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