Narratives

We live within a plethora of competing world views, and people are prone to falling under the spell of any number. Everybody's got a story to tell. Everybody's got a narrative. Each narrative a world unto its own. There's a narrative that exposes the Elites and their evil designs, another narrative the shining city on a hill, the sea to shining sea narrative, the God bless America and make her great again narrative, a narrative of manifest destiny. Everybody's got a story to tell, a narrative to give meaning and provide a roadmap to a future. It's a maze of possibilities, and if you know how to listen, you can hear these days a primal scream in the collective soul of a nation. If you're of a certain mind, of a certain narrative, you can feel a psychic pain as deep as any yet known in your life. You can see that the Hopi and the Kogi are right, and we Westerners really do have blinders on our eyes, and a steel trap around our hearts. There's a narrative that understands we have brought a certain condition upon ourselves, centuries in the making. Forged in the conquest of pre civilized humans in every corner and the harnessing of nature's bounty without understanding our place in the scheme of things. The scheme at the heart of a narrative that finds no pleasure in this time and place, this America of 2017.

There's a crack in the Antarctic ice. A schisim in the mind of the West. There's a climate that in heat grows. There's a tension in America that is on slow burn, and rising. There is the needs of children, grandchildren, and beyond. There is the need to make money while money is to be had, there is no beyond. There are those who love the living and understand the Earth as mother to all. There are those who are cut off from Truth, their hearts in steel cages, the Light unseen. You can hear these days a primal scream in the collective soul of a nation. And you hope you can live through it, you hope that you, and your friends, and your nation, and your world can come through on the other side.