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Tuesday, July 16, 2019

Revolution


Down with the tyrant!

Raise your voice with fervor, disintegrate the baleful spirit
            Down with the tyrant!

Stuff the rotting carcass in a glass coffin, put the putrid corpse on display
            Down with the tyrant!

This hand is vengeance, exacting penance, your cries will echo from the vault of heaven
Down with the tyrant!

Curse you, bury you like waste, encase you in salt, your radioactive specter
Down with the tyrant!

No more bonfires, no more book-burnings, no holocausts smoking on the altar
Down with the tyrant!

Allow the wind through, let the air clear, no more slavery, no more fear
Down with the tyrant!

The opacity of falsehood becomes translucent in the dawn, we are transformed
Down with the tyrant!

The blade of truth, sings in the wind, the clarion of justice, sister of the Norn
Slayer of dragons
           

Thursday, April 11, 2019

Emergence 3.0 - Section Six (a), Rebellion; Appendix Part Ten, Earth; Collected Chapters

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Friday, April 5th, 2019

Chapter One: Archetype

Ex nihilo nihil fit. From nothing, nothing comes.

To foment revolution is to cultivate a thing, to do it successfully the revolutionary must play on narrative; with ritual, symbol and myth. Every moment in the story of the revolution must be recorded and preserved for its narrative power.

Through cultivation of the story, even the most mundane moments can become the most powerful symbols. When ritualized they can become memories of oppression, or songs of triumph.

A simple meal, breaking bread, such instances can become the basis of a religious experience, experiences that when reenacted, relived, will echo through the millennia shaping the course of civilizations.  

To cultivate this thing requires that people see themselves as heroic archetypes, no matter how insignificant their role in the revolution is, they must see it as a quest, and themselves as the agent of change.

They must view their contribution as meaningful, as necessary.

Reality is imbued with fantasy, until the revolutionary cannot discern the difference and they are able to see themselves at the center of the narrative.

When you have convinced the people that the order of the universe is upheld by the rituals they perform, then the order of the universe is susceptible to ruin.

If we are able to tear apart the symbols that keep and define the narrative, to destroy them, then the revolution will succeed.

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Saturday, April 6th, 2019

Chapter Two: Symbol

The control and management of symbology was paramount. This is why the priesthood was elevated over the military.

The symbols of rebellion are dualistic; good and evil, love and hate, light and dark, hot and cold, they are binary configurations with a zero-sum resolution. 

According to the symbolic narrative an individual is either one thing or another, though in reality every person was mixed, having qualities of each.

The motivating force behind the rebellion is the quest for justice, the triumph of law, the elimination of despotism and the eradication of tyranny, this was the power behind the wave, propelling it toward its end.

The wave itself is a revolutionary image, churning and curling from trough to crest, sweeping everything in its path away and cleansing the shore where it crashes, leaving nothing behind except clear smooth sand.

There could be no compromise from the point at which the battle ensues, victory must be absolute.

Any pretense to compromise prior to the actual engagement must only ever be a ruse, a tactic of negotiation, a series of steps made for the sake of taking advantage of the field of combat when the battle comes to a head.

A rebellion needs both a hero and a villain, it requires both an object of hope and an object of wrath.

These are the sacred vessels through which the energy of the revolution must be channeled.

One vessel contains a healing salve, a balm to ease our pain, the other is poison, represents chaos, disorder and the reign of monsters.

One vessels is raised as a fetish for veneration, the other is cast down swept away and sent to the fire.

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Sunday, April 7th, 2019

Chapter Three: Narrative

A rebellion requires agency.

Rebellion does not spread by the experience of injustice alone, whether from the direct experience of a victim or from the experiences of those who bear witness to their ordeal.

The experience of suffering and the witness to it, have no more relevance than the voice of someone screaming in the vacuum.  

Rebellion spreads by the narrative that is constructed around it, by the stories we tell about those experiences.

It is through narrative that the experience and witness of injustice metastasizes, becoming a cancer in the body of the villainous society.

Those narrations must be rooted in truth, there must be an actual historical referent to them, but the narrations must be told with flourish, generating empathy among the listeners. Every single person who hears the tale or listens to the song must be able to see and feel themselves in the place of the victim.

They must identify with them.

It is through narrative, reinforced by the beating of the drum, in harmonies and by striking the sacred chords that we are able to transfer the experience of the individual, to the hearts and minds of the whole.

There is no other way to perpetuate a rebellion.

The revolution will wind down and disappear without it, becoming just another ghost story to frighten children, it may even become co-opted by the powers of the corrupt. 

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Monday, April 8th, 2019

Chapter Four: Ritual

Religion is the ligature that binds civilization together, from the family unit to the Galactic Empire, without religion there is nothing.

Ritual is life-force of religion.

Rituals shape the entire context of a person’s life, from the moment they are born to the moment they die, each and every day if marked by ritual.

If a society loses its ritual structure it fall apart. When the individual abandons their ritual behaviors, their life loses its meaning and they quickly Perish.

In the Galactic Empire, and even on Earth, both the patriot and the rebel shared the same songs, the same history, they shared the same stories narrated in the same way. The only thing that differentiated their use of these ritual forms was the different ends they were pointed to.

Everything else was the same, because the people were the same, sharing the same hopes for themselves and their families, their friends and their villages, the same hopes for their worlds.

Heroes were interchangeable with villains, victims with martyrs, with the proper ritual any crime could be forgiven, and any character could be redeemed through the ritual power of narrative, they could be purified and forgiven.

In the end, the only thing that mattered were the stories that were told.

That is why all of the power resided in the priesthood, they were the arbiters of the myths, they spun the webs that connected the Empire together, from end to end, from the tiniest world to the throne world and its portal of the Continuum.

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Tuesday, April 9th, 2019

Chapter Five: Myth

The promise of eternal life, of immortality, this promise is a powerful motivator. All people are afraid of the unknown and no-one wants to die.

To be willing to sacrifice themselves for causes that were merely exercises in futility, as most revolutionary action was, the rebel had to be able to see their revolutionary movement in a mythic context.

While the promise of immortality works well, it becomes far more tangible when their perspective of the individuals view of immortality is shaped by songs and stories, when it is folded into the ritual narrative of the group mind.

They had to see themselves, their lives and deaths as part of a greater movement, a thing beyond themselves, they had to be able to view their sacrifice as something of worth, something that magnified the value of their own lives, something that would elevate them in the imaginary world of the afterlife, but more importantly in the hearts and the minds and the memories of the people.

Ritual remembering was a key component for this type of conditioning, the celebration of the honored dead, the recitation of names, the communion of saints. All of these structures were the building blocks that a successful rebellion had to utilize in order to progress.

All of the major religions of Earth were engineered to support these structures, they were focused around ancestor worship, the carrying forward of the past into the present and the projection of it into the future.

Jim prepared the vessel he was searching by layering these expectations in the popular consciousness.

The humans of Earth were natural born revolutionaries.

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Wednesday, April 10th, 2019

Chapter Six: Quest

The commitment to revolution had to be seeded in the human consciousness, the quest germinating in perpetuity.

To motivate the people they had to be convinced that they were seeking a resolution to the injustices they faced, a resolution that they might never experience for themselves, but which would fulfill them simply for pursuing it.

It was not the destination that mattered it was the journey, it was not the getting there it was the going.

The rebels and the revolutionaries, had to believe they would find the object of their hope beyond themselves. In this regard, the programming of the human consciousness for revolutionary activity was completely in synch with the Imperial religion.

Jim was able to hide his agenda within this framework and so it went unnoticed by the Observers who had been assigned to watch over his work, and so it escaped the Continuum as well.

 For the revolutionary, the quest must never end, the virtuous life consisted of the pursuit of justice, not its realization. They had to be satisfied with this.

Jim placed all of these motifs in the collective mythology, he stirred them up continuously. When he arrived at the end game of the breeding program, the vessel he was searching for had to be conditioned by these paradigms, the vessel could not question them.

He required the sacrifice of the vessel to be voluntary, the vessel had to willingly endure the psychic trauma of billions of people crying out in fear and pain and confusion, dying all at once.

They vessel had to be able to channel that trauma, through Jim, and drive it like a stake through the heart of the Continuum.

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Thursday, April 11th, 2019

Chapter Seven: Revolution

A revolution is a turning of the wheel.

Every revolution had a predictable outcome, a return to the beginning.

If the revolutionaries succeeded in their ambitions the survivors must move quickly to consolidate their power, and to set themselves up as the new overlords. To do this they must rapidly quash all dissent. The most effective means of doing this is the complete eradication of the remaining enemy forces.

The old order had to be swept away, cleansed completely, man woman and child, the entire family along every extension, to the seventh generation, everyone must be put to the sword and consumed in the fire.

The revolutionaries had to become tyrannical, ruling by fiat, or the old order would reassert itself. Once the last vestiges of the enemy forces had been rooted out, they had to cleanse their own ranks.

There was no other way.

Cabal’s had to be snapped, columns had to be broken. Leadership could never be shared by those who are perpetually hungry for power.  

Sometimes this happened within a single generation, at other times it takes two or three, but the transformation is inevitable. A revolutionary movement will always transform itself into a despotic regime.

It becomes what it beheld, content that it has done right.

A new rebellion will foment, it will concentrate under pressure, and without fail the wheel will turn again.

There is no escaping it.

It is the basic dilemma of being human.

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Emergence 3.0
Section Six (a), Rebellion

Appendix Part Ten, Earth

Collected Chapters
01 Archetype
02 Symbol
03 Narrative
04 Ritual
05 Myth
06 Quest
07 Revolution

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Emergence 3.0 - Section Six (a), Rebellion; Appendix Part Ten, Earth; Chapter Seven, Revolution


Emergence 3.0
A Novel – In One Page Per Day
Thursday, April 11th, 2019

Chapter Seven: Revolution

A revolution is a turning of the wheel.

Every revolution had a predictable outcome, a return to the beginning.

If the revolutionaries succeeded in their ambitions the survivors must move quickly to consolidate their power, and to set themselves up as the new overlords. To do this they must rapidly quash all dissent. The most effective means of doing this is the complete eradication of the remaining enemy forces.

The old order had to be swept away, cleansed completely, man woman and child, the entire family along every extension, to the seventh generation, everyone must be put to the sword and consumed in the fire.

The revolutionaries had to become tyrannical, ruling by fiat, or the old order would reassert itself. Once the last vestiges of the enemy forces had been rooted out, they had to cleanse their own ranks.

There was no other way.

Cabal’s had to be snapped, columns had to be broken. Leadership could never be shared by those who are perpetually hungry for power.  

Sometimes this happened within a single generation, at other times it takes two or three, but the transformation is inevitable. A revolutionary movement will always transform itself into a despotic regime.

It becomes what it beheld, content that it has done right.

A new rebellion will foment, it will concentrate under pressure, and without fail the wheel will turn again.

There is no escaping it.

It is the basic dilemma of being human.

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Thursday, January 3, 2019

Emergence 2.0 - Section Six (a), Rebellion; Appendix Part Ten, Earth, Collected Chapters

Emergence 2.0
A Novel – In 55 Words a Day
Friday, December 28th, 2018

Chapter One: Archetype

To foment revolution is to cultivate a thing, to do it successfully you must play on narrative with ritual, symbol and myth.

Revolution requires people to see themselves as heroic archetypes, no matter how insignificant their role in the revolution is, they must see it as a quest and themselves as the agents of change.  

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Saturday, December 29th, 2018

Chapter Two: Symbol

A rebellion needs both a hero and villain, an object of hope and an object of wrath.

The symbols of rebellion are dualistic, binary configurations with a zero-sum resolution.  

The motivating force is for justice, triumph of righteousness, the elimination of despotism and the eradication of tyranny.

There could be no compromise, victory is absolute.

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Sunday, December 30th, 2018

Chapter Three: Narrative

Rebellion does not spread by the experience of injustice, whether from the direct experience of the victim or from the experiences of witnesses. Rebellion spreads by the narrative that is related, the stories we tell of those experiences.

Narrative must be rooted in truth, but must be told with flourish, generating empathy among the listeners.

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Monday, December 31st, 2018

Chapter Four: Ritual

Rituals shaped the entire context of a person’s life. Both the patriot and the rebel shared the same songs, the same history, they shared the same stories, stories which pointed them to different ends.

Heroes were interchangeable with villains, and with the proper ritual any crime could be forgiven and any character could be redeemed.

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Tuesday, January 1st, 2019

Chapter Five: Myth

To be willing to sacrifice themselves for causes that were merely exercises in futility, the rebels had to be able to see their revolutionary movements in a mythic context.

They had to see themselves, their lives and deaths as part of a greater narrative, a thing beyond themselves that they valued more than their lives.

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Wednesday, January 2nd, 2019

Chapter Six: Quest

To motivate the people they had to be convinced that they are seeking a resolution to the injustices they face, a resolution that they will never experience for themselves. They have to believe they will find the object of their hope beyond themselves.

 The quest will never end, they hve to be satisfied with this.

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Thursday, January 3rd, 2019

Chapter Seven: Revolution

Every revolution has a predictable outcome, if the revolutionaries succeeded the survivors moved quickly to consolidate their power, setting themselves up as the new overlords and quashing dissent.

They became the despots and the tyranny continues.

Sometimes this happens within a single generation, other times it takes two or three, but the transformation is inevitable.

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Emergence 2.0:
Section Six (a), Rebellion

Appendix Part Ten, Earth

Collected Chapters
01 Archetype
02 Symbol
03 Narrative
04 Ritual
05 Myth
06 Quest
07 Revolution

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Tuesday, December 19, 2017

Impermanence

The expressionless
The void I turn away from
Self-abandonment
           
Alone and thinking
Nothingness and being, self
Purposive desire

The world turns around
And I turn with it, spinning
The revolution

I cannot commit
Temporalities and lies
Social inclusion

Caste, class and station
Flawed particularities
Our identities

Continuity
A self-manifestation
The vanishing point

I am on the mark
To be, and then to be not
Event horizon

          

Tuesday, July 5, 2016

Independence Day

I have always loved the fourth of July; the mid-summer holiday, the nostalgic look back at the victories of revolutionaries throwing off the yoke of tyranny. I loved it; uncritically. I loved it without thought or question.
As I grew older, and learned more about the real history of the revolutionary war, the real politics of the founders, the philosophies that drove them, the numerous ways in which they were morally and ethically compromised (compromise is too light of a word); by war mongering, and profiteering, and slave-holding. As I learned more about these truths, it became self-evident, that the nation was founded on a carefully balanced set of ideals that the founders themselves did not have the courage to live up to.
Essentially; America was founded on a pack of lies.
The preamble to the constitution states that all people are created equal and possess, as an inherent aspect of their being, rights which they cannot be separated from, the foremost of which are life, liberty, and the pursuit of happiness.
The expression of this truth, and its codification in law, did not at the same time abolish the institutions of slavery; give women the right to own land, to vote, and other rights of self-determination. It did not make unlawful, wars of aggression against the sovereign nations of the First People, the natives. It did not stop us from entering into a campaign of genocide and extermination against them.
The founders applied these principles to themselves, and their “peers,” used it to justify their separation for the dominion of England, and to protect their property after the war of independence had been won.
War and battle create many opportunities for selflessness and displays of courage that most human beings cannot help but admire and applaud; even though the antecedents of war and the causes of conflict are abhorrent.
In my heart I want to celebrate the revolutionaries; their courage, the flag which unifies us, but I find it difficult. The story of the America; beginning on July 4th, is one that has many bright moments, but we are foolish, cold-hearted and ignorant if we do not at the same time recognize the millions of slaves who built our first cities, who farmed the plantations, established our first industries; and the millions of people belonging to sovereign nations that we crushed in our westward expansion, starving them, killing them without mercy, displacing them, outlawing their religion, erasing their language.
Does anyone find that easy?
The Fourth of July should be a time of soul searching deep reflection, forget about the flag waving and jingoism.  

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Sunday, June 12, 2016

Apologetics - Editorial, The Week in Review – Analysis, Commentary, Opinion

06.11.2016

Apologetics

I argued with my friends.

We did not solve the world’s problem.

We divided from one another along partisan lines; playing a child’s game of follow the leader.
Some people that I know took extreme positions, as if the fate of the world depended on the choices we made, the fate of the country, the soul of the nation, our spiritual well-being, our moral probity.

The political contest came to an end. I had chosen the winning side. I stood with a majority of democrats nationwide, but here in Minnesota, among my friends I often felt alone; marginalized.

That does not really matter.

Some people I know are still carrying on the fight. They do not, maybe will not except the outcome.
Some people that I know, disgusted with the entire political affair; they are making calls, some have been making calls to stop participating in the process. Why vote? They ask. It will not change anything. They say. It does not matter, it will not change anything, both parties are the same, the system is rigged, the banks control everything, etc…

They are right, and they are wrong.

There are differences between the parties; between conservatives and progressives. And yet, however great those differences might be, it is true that the effect on public policy is minimal.
Our government moves slow, when it moves at all, but that may not be a bad thing. When government moves fast, the common people get crushed.  When justice is swift, it is more often wrong.

In the end, on the democratic/progressive side of the political divide, the things that separated Hillary Clinton from Bernie Sanders were not as great as the candidates themselves made them out to be. There has been a coming together, and the loser will support the winner for the sake of party unity. He will be rewarded, and it does not make him a sell-out, though it confirms the fact that he is a politician.

The majority of the partisans will fall in line; some will did it enthusiastically, some will do it begrudgingly, some will not do it at all. They will stand by their conviction that the candidate they opposed was evil, malicious, corrupt, even though the candidate they supported, is now calling her friend, and a respected colleague.

Some people took the calls for revolution literally; believing that it would be better to collapse the whole system, to enter into anarchy rather than perpetuate the systemic injustices they have identified and are against, but they have never lived through the horrors of war, they cannot see what happens when civil order collapses, as it has collapsed in other parts of the world, and apply it to our situation here. It is simplistic to believe that if you were to usher out the corrupt officials, that you would usher out corruption. Because it is not our system of government that is corrupt, it is the human heart.

The president, the congress, the courts; they wield great power, but they do not have the power to make changes rapidly, social change, of the type we are looking for is generational. That is why, for progressives, it is vital that one democratic administration follow another; in order to build on the work in a stable manner. It is neither glamorous, nor exciting, but it is the only way to stay on the path, and to broaden it.

As individuals we have even less power, we have a vote, and the ability to write essays, or make speeches, to influence our friends, but the scope of that power is limited, to salon discussions, and coffee house forums. We have the power to make one another feel less lonely; alternately; we have the power to alienate.

The trajectory of social progress in our society is like a boulder rolling down the side of a mountain. I can vote and make speeches, in the hope of altering the trajectory of that boulder, but my power is little more than air. I can blow in the direction of the boulder. My breath is real, it enters into the equation, at the same time it is nothing.

I am at peace with that, as we all should be.


Only the fanatic believes that his or her vote, or life, or death will alter the course of history. This is something that we should each be mindful of, because we all have something of the fanatic inside.