Anyone in America who’s ever been mindfucked might be breathing a sigh of relief after the third presidential debate of 2016. That part is over: a collective sigh before whatever comes next. For all of us who have been flashing back to any fucked up experiences of our past, whether they be abuse, assault, or _____fill in the blank, you might be sharing a particular revelation: such things are easier to go through when one isn’t isolated within the mindfucker’s reality.
Nonetheless been an experience of being dumped into the gulag of individual and collective consciousness. Let’s hope that the adage “things get worse before they get better” proves true, though for some decades now, I’ve been thinking, “ok, this is worse enough.” It’s said addicts have to hit bottom before recovering. I used to think “here we are: Bottom, at last!” But the bottom kept getting lower and lower. Are we collectively fully in the underworld yet?
In case you had any doubt: these are truly apocalyptic times, which could mean we go extinct in this grand game of chicken we’ve been playing, or we could take the richer road, and deeper meaning of apocalypse, by unveiling collective shadow material for the purpose of transformation and a healthier humanity and planet. The question is not only about who will be the next president and what shenanigans will Trump incite if he’s the sore loser, but whether we collectively have the psychospiritual cajones for deep inquiry into the status quo around racism, sexism, islamophobia, and all forms of xenophobic external and internal ‘other-isms.’ Yes, xenophobia can be an intrapsychic phenomena as well as a social one. What sacred aspects of yourself have you been taught to disown? What truth would you shout out from the rooftops if you weren’t afraid? #sacredmolotov
All the lives lost since 9/11, all the fear-based choices, all the End of Days madness and mayhem, have not made the world a safer place, not for America, not for anyone else. Can we each face our own narcissistic wounding, and the collective narcissism that is embedded in the culture? It is said that the greatest jihad is the battle against the wounded ego’s striving for, and clinging to, isolation.
I used to be a cynical citizen, but the intensity of current politics has had me re-reading the Constitution and considering things said long ago, such as “Give me liberty or give me death.” There are some bold visionary ideas in the early documents, and they stand iconically in the Statue of Liberty… yeah, there’s been a lot of messed up stuff that happened since white people set foot on this land, but perhaps we owe the dead something, those who lost their lives for being the ‘less-than’ other, as well as those who dedicated, and in some cases, lost their lives, for the end of slavery, for civil rights, for women’s rights, for human rights. How can we each contribute to celebrating the “end of the world as we know it” since the world as we know it has contained a lot of delusion and acceptance of unnecessary suffering for the earth community, in the name of exploitation, greed, and entitlement?
I can’t totally take credit for the preceding paragraph. The Dia De Los Muertos is rapidly approaching, and dead bad ass hombres sat next to me on the 67 Bernal Heights bus here in SF. They tend to do that every year, and always point me in a good direction.