LIBERATION

Liberation

Me and the entire “family” – meaning anything remotely related to us – spent Thanksgiving at grandma’s House. After the initial morning hellos and catch ups, and after the dinner, a Thai/Khmer family breaks up into age groups almost naturally during such family gatherings. All the old people gathered together – like always – in a corner to gossip, plot, and plan. All of the grown ups form this big circle by themselves – like always – to drink and gamble with playing cards with their piles of money. Then all “kids” [23 and younger] are left – like always – to reek havoc amongst their peers. Which means that if you are me and my age, you are naturally stuck babysitting 50 kids.

I was hanging out in a big sitting room with Kayla, one of our friends we brought with us, a younger cousin Salia, Jessica, and their big sister [in college] who broke her foot after a semitruck sideswiped her, to keep her company. We were talking quietly by ourselves in a sensible fashion, and these little boy cousins and nephews were running around screaming, with their nerf guns shooting and throwing balls at us every other minute.

When all the really little ones are gathered in a large group like this playing and screaming around the house, the elders complain in annoyance saying to themselves almost always something like: “Look at all them, just like maggots, just a big mess of them squirming and not keeping still.” Then they’d laugh and point fingers at each other cursing the one among them who had the most progeny affectionately.

They can be annoying, but I love the creativity, originality, imagination, and manner of self expression they have at that age. I think it’s beautiful, and I can appreciate the same primal imaginative impulse, beauty of expressive creativity and originality in big people as well.

Their creativity and imagination seems so bottomless, like they can imagine and make believe anything out of thin air to entertain themselves. So I was sitting there watching the little group of nieces and one nephew assemble together and talk amongst each other about playing house. The 5 year old boy cousin is nicknamed “Panya” which is the Buddhist word for “clever,” or “cunningness,” or “wily.” Since he was the only boy playing house I tried to subtly make fun of him and asked him: “Panya, are you gunna play house with the girls?” And he says: “Yeah.” Then my injured cousin says: “Uh oh, there you go, there’s always one in every family.”

I actually find it fascinating; in an amateur anthropological-sociological way to watch my very young cousins play. This group of little cousins [and nieces] ranged from ages 3-7. The little 3 year old only speak Khmer, the 6-7 year olds know both but only use only English; and the 4-5 year olds know both but mix the two, seeming unable to understand that they are using two different human languages to convey their ideas. But somehow everyone seems to understand each other fine.

They started to “build” this “House” out of chairs, coffee tables, vase stands, sofas, and blankets. Then they brought their dolls out, and everybody pretended to be mothers, daughters, sisters, and nobody really knew what Payna was supposed to be, but he was wearing high heels he found in the pile of shoes by the door by himself.

But the most fascinating aspect of their pretend play was the “little world” they expressed or manifested through their child Minds in their play. There was a little House, and things associated with this House was well defined and formulated in their make believe imaginings. I mean to say that there were bedrooms, kitchens, make believe stoves, even bathrooms and a garage with a toy car in it. Then the 5-7 year olds incorporated elements into this world. The 5-7 year old dictated to each other about school, and going to school; while Panya was instructed he should go to “work” far away.

I noticed that the more “distant” the aspects of their little world was from the House; the less defined and more abstract and hazy they were. What I mean is when I asked Panya what he did at “work” he was unable to tell me what grown ups actually do at work. Instead he creatively filled that Unknown with a fallacious idea of what he believes people at work do. And when the 4 year olds – who were too young to go to real schools – were pretending to be going to school according to the dictates of the 5-7 years old, they could not tell me what people do at school. When I asked, they shyly smiled, looked down, and said: “I don’t know.” But when I pressed them to tell me, they fabricated a fallacious – yet creative – idea about what goes on at school to fill their Unknowns with.

As I was watching them play house with this in mind, something *snapped* in the back of my mind, and I started to Think and Ponder. What were they really Doing? What was I observing? Why was Panya unable to clearly express and make believe a real working environment? And why were the 4 year olds unable to clearly manifest a make believe school environment that was accurate? Because they had never been to work or school.

Samsara

I’m not going to pretend that Buddhists invented the term “samsara” and that the crazy Hindus stole it and changed its meaning out of ignorance. I’m just going to say that 500BC was a time when the world in that area at the time was experiencing some sort of Age of Enlightenment when people were liberating themselves from Brahmanism’s dogmatic world views and creating new schools and strains of philosophy. This was also the general era when the great philosophical fathers of China existed [such as Lao Tzu who wrote the Tao Te Ching].

So the word or idea of “Samsara” may have been coined during this time, and this word may have been floating around as a meme from person to person, and school of thought to school of thought, changing. In the same way that the word and idea of “Enlightenment” has been floating around in the West since the Age of Enlightenment, and as it floats from person to person, and group to group, it may morph into different meanings to different people. So “Samsara” is just like that.

The oldest organized group to use the word/idea “Samsara” were the Shramanic line of thought, and the proto “Buddhist,” and “Jain” schools of thought that evolved out of it. In their hands and in the hands of the latter developed early schools of Buddhism, “Samsara” had a rational and sensible meaning.

When the neo-Brahmanist proto-Hindus annexed the word, samsara took on a lunatic meaning. To the Hindus Samsara is the cycle of rebirth that all sentient beings are trapped inside, except the gods. That’s not the actual lunatic part. It’s their cosmology and how samsara fits in that cosmology that is crazy. To them the universe is infinite, and every “kabillion” years is destroyed and recreated again. BUT in this infinite universe there is a single planet, on which all sentient life is trapped in some fucked up marry go round of cyclical birth and death? Somebody tell me what in the hell the rest of the infinite universe is for then if EVERYBODY is stuck on the same earth?

Basically Samsara is made of two words. Sama and Sara. Sama is a distant cousin of the English word “Same,” but roughly means “Together,” or “Shared,” or “Common.” Sara means “To Flow,” and also may denote a River or Lake. It is the root word found in the name Saraswati, meaning Lady of the Lake/River/Flow. Together “Samsara” just means to “Flow Together,” or a “Common/Shared Flow” and is a symbolical expression.

There are modern slang terminologies in American English which actually uses very similar symbolical language to roughly denote the same idea or concept: “Rolling,” “Rolling Deep,” “Rolling Together,” “Rolling With the homies,” “That’s how my Niggas Roll,” etc.

What’s it basically mean when I say “That’s how We Roll.” It means that’s how we do things; or how we operate together as a group; that’s our common/shared way; how we function together to get things done. “Ride,” also is used to express the same idea. From the idea that homeboys Ride together in cars taking care of business [drivebies] in a group. “That’s how we Ride Nigga.” I suppose since there were no Cadillac’s in Punjabiland circa 500BC, young prehistoric thugs must have been riding in Boats down rivers together or something, so they say: “That’s how we Flow Together,” “This is our Flow,” “You wanna Samsara wit us, you’s gotta be down.”

And so, in pre-Hindu days, Samsara actually did not describe a place where one goes. It actually describes what one is Doing, or denotes a Process and Causal Association of how one ends up doing something; over and over again. Like they say in the hood: “Once you start Rolling with your Road Doggs, ain’t no way outa the game till you put six foot under Blood.” You can’t escape the hood, like you can’t escape Samsara, once you in, you in. Or another way to put it, as one of my street sisters says: “You can take the girl out of the hood, but you can’t take the hood out of the girl.” And when she said that, she unknowingly expressed the essence and Nature of Samsara.

But what is Samsara though, and how does it tie in with children playing House? I used my girl cousins playing House as an analogy because it would be the easiest way for me to describe Samsara in such a way that it becomes intuitively understandable. And I’m not trying to express “Buddhist” doctrine. These are just words, the only words I know, that adequately explains things I see.

You see, my little cousins and nieces were born, raised, and conditioned inside a House [obviously]. In such a way that as their brain and mind developed, that House they were born into is interpreted by their little minds as “The World.” Meaning that the House[s] they were raised in – and more importantly: Conditioned Inside Of – and what domestic aspects are associated with their House Environment, is all they literally know the World to be at that age. Which is why when you observe them expressing their creativity and actions, they do what? They re-create that House World in their play. They manifest through their actions, words, and expression, the Environment/World/House they were Conditioned Inside Of.

When we take a closer look at the scenario of my little cousins playing house, we will observe Three Casually Connected Phenomena. When I say “causally connected phenomena” I mean that each phenomenon is influenced or caused or comes into being because of the other. The First Phenomenon is the actual House they were born and raised inside of, which can be termed the “Primary Condition.” The Second Phenomenon is How that Primary Condition is apprehended and interpreted by their little minds which we may call the “Internal Condition.” We have many words in English with various values and qualities that try to describe this Internal Condition: worldview, paradigm, weltanschauung, “imprintation,” etc, but this Internal Condition also influenced their habit or mode or method of thought process. The Third Phenomenon is Causal Expression, as in how they act, do, play, express, manifest, etc, in the real world of experience.

Thus, when you have a group of children who have all been born, bred, raised, nurtured, trained, and conditioned inside the same causal environment or primary condition, they will develop similar Internal Conditions, and therefore they will not only see the “world” in the same way, but do and act in a common or shared, or similar way together, which is Samsara. In my little cousin’s case, their Samsara is expressed through them as pretend games of Play House.

But what does all this mean on a big people level? It means that quite literally, we never grow out of Playing House; it’s just that our “House” gets bigger as we grow up. We never leave the “House.” And we can tell most of us never leave the House, and have lost ourselves deep in the phantoms of our Samsara we have created for ourselves. How so? By our actions and what we manifest in life.

For example, if we were to observe my cousins play house, we can ask ourselves: “Where are they getting the idea of a house from?” And the answer simply is the big House they were born inside of or conditioned inside of. Every aspect of their play, the dolls representing children, pretend stoves, pretend parents, are things they have seen and experienced expressed through their words and actions after being processed and filtered by their minds. Those things which they have directly experienced, they can re-create very clearly. But as we observed, what they have not directly experienced is abstract, hazy, and unclear. But they are creative enough to explain away what they do not Know in such a way that to their little minds, their Internal Condition has no Unknown gaps. Like how our brain fills in our blind spots, making it appear as though we are seeing Everything.

So we look at a segment of the grown up world which most of us can relate to see this same pretend games and Play House phenomenon. If we examine the religious sector of humanity and their religions for example. People are born and raised inside of a religion which is their Primary Condition. This religious memeplex is imprinted on our conscious minds from birth, and from this impression and conditioning we have our Internal Condition. Then we causally express that Internal Condition in everything we say and do in life. If we are priests writing bibles, we predictably fill our heavens with Cities made of Gold, like the New Jerusalem. If we have been exposed to wars and battles in our Primary Condition, such wars and battles predictably make their cameo in the book of Revelation. Like children playing house where they pretend to be parents and make dolls their pretend children, grown ups play doll with their gods. And those idea which these priests have no real experience of, are hazy, iffy, phantasmic, and questionable; whereas concepts and ideas they have been exposed to in life, are well thought out and defined.

I love how grown people play imaginary doll and not even know it. How they name their cute little god dolls all these pretty names, and how they have the image of what their god dolls look like, act like, complete with how their god dolls have likes and dislikes, such as liking goat sacrifices but really hates homosexual sex. And you watch these little girls play doll, observing how they verbally, mentally, and physically manipulate and animate their dolls to life, and we see the same shit in grown ups with their god dolls. And just like dolls, gods have “Houses” too, big ones, heavens, paradise, seven story heaven even. And what do children do when they Play House, as they are playing? They narrate stories or tell each other stories about what is going on, and everybody agrees and plays along occasionally adding their own things to such narrations. And so what do we observe in the grown up? Priests and religionists – being adults – can write, so we predictably see volumes and volumes of myths, legends, and “scriptural accounts” literally ever since Man learned how to scribble on cave walls.

The Urban Reality

We don’t like to admit it, or we just can’t put two and two together, but most of us humans living in developed nations, were all born, bred, raised, trained, school, and conditioned inside a city and abstract urbanized State. A city is a man made thing that is built on top of what was once Nature. If you stare down your city street and believe that the urban scenery you are viewing is Natural or Nature, there is something wrong with you. That’s the House you were born and conditioned in, which you never leave. And how you act, behave, speak, think, and interpret data is influenced by that primary urban condition.

You believe life is a struggle or that only the fittest survives, and you may project that “world view,” or “paradigm” out into “reality.” Yet you fail to realize that you have only lived in an Urban environment your whole life, and have never lived in a jungle, with nature like many indigenous tribes still do. Neither have you ever directly studied or observed animals in their natural environment. Do those people struggle to make a living or to get by? Does a fruit bat struggle or does Nature just provide it nectar everywhere?

I’ll give you an example of how my own urban samsara influenced the way I interpreted “reality” or an aspect of reality. How such was a limitation to on my understanding of how an aspect of reality works outside my urban imprintation. And how I freed my perception from this urban limitation.

In my family, whenever a girl gets pregnant we drive down to China Town to an herbal shop to buy a certain kind of Traditional Chinese Medicine. I’ve always thought real medicine were pills or liquid in bottles, that doctors made specifically and scientifically to fix issues. The traditional Chinese medicine don’t look like that. It looks like somebody raked their front yard and put the leaves and stuff with the bugs into a bag and called it medicine?

Apparently different mixtures of bark, leaves, bugs, roots, and crap [sometime literally], do different things. I can’t tell. Those Chinese will make a tea out of anything. I saw this basket of weird long dried shriveled curly “things” and me and my mom looked at each other wondering what kind of plant it possibly came from. I asked the Chinese guy working there what I was looking at – as my mom was handling one and smelling it –  and he makes a fist and rapidly jerks it upwards and says: “Make man strong!” So I was like, damn is that what I think it is, so I asked him what they were, and he said wild pig penis. You had to be there to see my mom’s face.

So we take that “medicine” and put it into a big jar, then we pour vodka or whiskey into it, and let the concoction sit there for nine month so that the alcohol draws out all the stuff, turning into something that looks like really dark tea, which has a “medicinie” smell, and tastes like fucking shit, as if you took everything bitter you knew was bitter and made juice out of it all, then mixed it with hard liquor. This particular mixture is used to shrink your tummy after you give birth back to its original size, gets rid of stretch marks, also shrinks “something else” back to its original size, then helps you regain your full strength back. You drink it as soon as you give birth, a shot in the morning, and on in the evening. My mom when she was pregnant was staring at her bottle of “medicine” as I pointed out to her a big earth worm and said: “Are you gunna drink that?” And she says: “God knows what those Chinese people put in there. For all we knew it could be stuff from their back yard, and here we are drinking it like idiots.”

But I wondered how the hell they know what types of plants and bugs to mix together. They’ve been doing it for thousands of years, so I figured that maybe they learn from trial and error? Or something. But that didn’t make any sense to me. In my mind I imagined a group of primitive prehistoric scientists walking around the jungle together experimenting and sampling things. So one of the guys says: “Go eat that wild mushroom over there and see what it does to you, it’s for science.” Which didn’t seem practical. I knew that the pharmaceutical industry sends in scouts into places like the Amazon jungle and they work with local indigenous cultures to learn about various plants. They’d take their research and plant information and put it thru the scientific method, then isolate the active chemicals. But how did those “primitive” indigenous people know about the plants in the first place?

I ended up reading this one book written by an Occult Clown to try and research the medicinal relationship between plants and humans, to see if I can figure out how we humans know what plants cures what ailment. In this guy’s book, he basically goes through this long discourse of how Nature is alive and provides for our every sickness and disease and that we can tell what plants did what for us by the shape of their leaves, branches, or roots. He gives examples and says that leaves that are heart shaped cures heart disease, kidney shaped leaves fixes kidney problems. Mandrake fixes sexual ailments since the root looks like naked bodies. I thought that was the stupidest book I had ever bought and read. I threw it away.

This other book I bought was written by this other Western guy who says he studies shamanism with these South American shamans. This one seems more realistic since he visited “shamans.” And he said that the old shamans can talk to the plants telepathically because their minds have been tuned into the life force of plants like that. So the plants telepathically tell the shamans what they cure, and the shamans just teach the regular people. Then the guy teaches you how to shamanically communicate with plants by meditating next to plants in all these yoga positions and thinking nice thoughts to the plant to connect with it and after a while of practice, you should be able to carry on conversations with a Ficus. I threw that book away too, after I threw it across the room, but unfortunately I had no other alternative theory, so I accepted this one as the most “reasonable” since back then I was not as smart as I am today.

So one day we had gone to visit the wat [temple] where my monk grandpa lived for a religious holiday. While I was sitting with my monk grandpa and his fellow monk friend down in the sitting room after serving them lunch, I thought I’d ask my grandpa how people know what plants cures what sickness. So after I briefly explain to my grandpa about the traditional Chinese medicine our girls drink after they are pregnant, I asked him how “they” knew what plants and roots to use.

My grandpa asked: “Tell me what you think first, how do people know.” So I said something like: “Well, maybe these monk type old people living in the forest can talk to the plants, and the plants tell them?” Then all the monks laughed, and my grandpa turns to his fellow monk friends and says: “Did you hear my grand daughter, she thinks plants talks to people.”

He said: “You are born in cities. What do you know outside city stuff? Your eyes open inside a city, and it sees everything as a city. In ancient times when our ancestors lived in tribes inside forests, with nature, the men would go out to hunt you see. We only kill what we need, and only take from the forest what we need. So, on the way back from a long hunt, the men will sometimes see a boy monkeys collecting leaves and berries, but not eating them for himself. Since they did not need to kill the monkey, they follow these boy monkeys out of curiosity to learn what the monkey does with the plants he was collecting. The men would see in their nests and hollows of trees where such monkeys lives that each the boy monkeys would gives certain plants and berries to the girl monkeys that had just given birth to a baby to eat. So the ancient people learned to follow the example of animals. That’s how the ancient people knew about plants from. From the wisdom of animals that live in the forest, and from living close to Nature. From observing and studying animals and nature directly. But you will never know of these things. A fruit which grows in Nature flows with Nature. A fruit which grows in things man made, flows with things man made.”

The Factory Of Suffering

In English we call a Buddhist monk a “Monk,” which to us has the feel of a religious authority of some type, or someone who has joined a monastic order to take religious vows to some god for some reward. This isn’t what a Buddhist “monk” was originally.

The Pali word translated into “monk” is Bhikkhu, which is Bhiksu or Bhikshu in Sanskrit. Bhikkhu is an ancient cousin of the English word “Beggar.” In fact the “root” of each word still resembles each other phonetically: Bhik/Beg. A Bhikkhu literally means a Beggar, Vagabond, Homeless Person, a Bum. He has chosen to be a bum to remove himself from the samsara of urban reality to graft himself back into the Flow of Nature and Reality which exists outside the illusions – artificiality – of man made cities.

The city, and the daily life in a city is samsara, it is the flow you flow together with every other person. You have no choice or other alternative but to go with the flow of a city. The current of the city entraps you mentally, psychologically, and physically. Escaping the white rapids of a city is hard and near impossible. Once you are born inside an urban world, you will die in it. Even if you leave, you will take that urban imprinting with you wherever you go.

How are you trapped in the current of urban samsara? If you one day got tired of money because you are tired of being poor or tired of suffering and living in poverty and you said to yourself: “I have had enough, I am tired of being poor. I am not playing this money game with all you people any more. I’m opting out. Fuck your money!” Then what? Is it so easy to leave the current of money? Your house bills? Your car? Your food? Your children welfare? How will you eat and survive? You have no choice but to remain playing House with everybody else. Why? Because everybody else is asleep or equally find it useless to struggle free from the money game.

If you got tired of playing the work game, you can’t opt out. You have no choice. Things about city life ties you down to the game. Without work you can pay for a house or car, or nice clothes. Looking like an unaccomplished loser means you will not have a girlfriend or wife. You are pegged or tied to the game by your own natural desires.

Opting out of the school game, has its consequences in the game. Opting out of the law game will land you in prison. Back in ancient times, opting out of the religion game was punished by death. You have no choice but to keep playing along, even if you are losing the game miserably.

This was also how things were in ancient times in India. But in ancient times a group of men learned how to escape the prison of suffering: They left the entire city-state and its urban way of life behind and became bums. In pre-Buddhist times they were the Shramana, Sramana, in Sanskrit; or Samana in Pali; which is related to the word “Shaman.”

Samanas started off simple as men who just abandoned the city-state to live off the fat of the land in the jungles. They abandoned everything including the Vedic cult of the City-State. But gradually these Samana bums over thousands of years developed their own “Bum Way,” which was based on abandoning the city-state, its religions, and ways, and learning to flow with Nature. Early Buddhism and Jainism came out of this Samana tradition. And so a Buddhist who had developed far enough to understand the trap of Urban Samsara “dropped out” of city-state life all together.

All bridges were burned. No more money. No more of the wife stuff or children stuff. No more living in houses. No more paying tributes to priests. No more fancy clothes. No more hair even. Just rags, begging for food, and taking care of each other [other beggars]. A Brotherhood and Sisterhood of beggars developed: the Sangha. All for something called “Jivita Sukkha” or “The Peaceful Life” which was the opposite of the bullshit, stress, problems, and suffering, [Dukkha] of the Urban Game. One can say, they were literally lazy bums. In a way, these ancient Shramanas who dropped out of Vedic urban reality were like the Western phenomenon known as “Hippies,” who psychologically tried to remove themselves from society to live their own way in Hippy Communes.

This is not to imply that Life/Existence is inherently full of suffering. In an unmolested Natural state, Life is very pleasant and enjoyable. In the sense that Life or Living Organisms in Nature do not exist in some state of suffering. It is a rich, enjoyable, experience, with the occasional challenges. And this enjoyable Flow of Life moves effortlessly unimpeded. Until a large rock – or artificial “superimposition” – which may not “belong” in this River makes itself an obstruction to the Flow and Way of Nature. In which case, we can clearly see a disturbance in the Flow and Way of Nature. Which unnatural disturbance may at times become a Primary Condition that gives rise to the feeling of Disturbance [Dukkha].

Things were much different back then. It was easy for a person who had gotten tired of the urban experiment to drop out and live in the wilderness. Back then even though there were kingdoms and empires that controlled vast territories of land, “State” power and force only extended a few miles beyond each city. The rest of the territory was open and free. Nowadays there is nowhere to run. You can’t drop out of New York City to be a bum living off the fat of the land in Yosemite Park, because the State is there too. It’s even impossible for real indigenous tribes of people living deep in the Amazon to live life their own way without some State and its policies – and that ever ubiquitous Mundane civilizer: Magian religions – getting up your ass in some way. But what’s the Problem with Urban Reality anyways?

Going back to my little cousins playing house; we can ask ourselves [to better understand] why they aren’t playing Government, or Imperial Expansion, or whatever. Why house of all things? The answer is because, they live in a house, which environment imprints itself onto their minds, influencing the way they think and see the “world.” And so from that thought pattern, and way of seeing their world, action and behaviour arises and is expressed.

So we can in this scenario understand that if we were to get annoyed by such children playing house all the time, and we said to them: “Can’t you guys play something else? There is something wrong with how you guys think and see the world. There’s more to reality then a house. Your little world view and paradigm is small and stupid. Change it and play something different!” They won’t be able to do anything different, because forcing someone to change their way of thinking and way of seeing the world, does not extricate their Mind out of the Primary Condition, which is the cause of the way of thinking and perception.

To alter the behaviour of these kids, you remove them from that house and expose them to a new environment, or you introduce new things to them. For example, you take them to an art museum to see painting and art work. They realize directly that there is “more” to reality than their house environment. Then you bring them home and give them crayons, paint, and paper and watch. What happens? Having an alternative or larger Primary Condition which now includes art work, they can opt to not even play house, and instead they express that same bottomless creativity through art. You expose children to music, concerts, and imbue their Primary Condition with music, and give them pianos, violins, and so on, and they will naturally express their numinous creativity and potential through music. The Internal Condition changes on its own in all cases to mirror what Primary Condition their Mind “exists inside” of.

It’s easy to understand how this all works using easy to see environments. We can easily understand that the Matrix those kids’ Minds are inside of causes to arise and influences their Internal Condition: all their little thoughts, thought patterns, world views; and that such Internal Conditions is “projected” back onto the causal environment through their modes and methods of expression, action, and behaviour. Such that we understand that if we wanted to change or alter how they express themselves, act, and behave, that we do not focus our assertion to change or alter, or brainwash their way of thinking and seeing the world. We simply give them a new “world,” and everything readjusts accordingly.

When I use the word “Matrix” I just simply mean it in a very ordinary archeological way. A Matrix is the stuff that surrounds and envelops an artifact physically and then temporally. Or a crime scene: we can say a bloody knife is the artifact. The Matrix is the entire crime scene, every object and item around the bloody knife, and the time and place and condition. This Urban Reality is an artificial matrix into which we are born and conditioned inside of. Everything about it shapes and influences our internal condition, and that internal condition gives rise to our expression, emotion, action, and behaviour.

But yet we find it almost impossible as adults to figure out – or admit – the real and actual cause of our human problems. For example: Poverty. There are millions and millions of humans living in India, China, and Africa that exists in a state of total poverty, where they literally die of starvation. How does that happen? What causes that poverty? We point fingers and blame poverty on many different things. Maybe they are stupid; they are undereducated; they should have gone to college; they’re lazy, they’re backwards; they’re “undeveloped.”

And war, with all the death and genocide that comes with it. We blame such causal manifestations on people’s internal conditions. It’s the Jews’ fault because of their beliefs. It’s the Palestinian’s fault because of their hate filled beliefs. It’s the fault of Marxist-Leninist ideology. And then regarding pollution and the exploitation of the earth, we blame this on internal conditions of people. It’s because of capitalist ideology; it’s because of Western materialist paradigm of wanting things they don’t need; it’s greed; it’s the corporation’s fault.

So having blamed the problems of humanity on internal conditions we focus our time and energy attacking people’s worldviews, paradigms, process of thought, beliefs. And we replace their “bad” or unacceptable way of thinking and beliefs with “better” ideological shenanigans. All the while everyone stops short of blaming the obvious gorilla in the room that’s often on our backs. That sacred cow we call the Nation-State.

That’s like a gross misdiagnosis don’t you think? When we see the manifestation of mass poverty, wholesale genocide of entire peoples, destruction of oceans and forests, and we say that such things is caused by belief, thinking, and ideology? We cover these symptoms up with sugar coated new doctrines and paradigm, neglecting to pay attention to the actual Cause. And sometimes we even go so far as to blame human suffering on Humans. You often here these Occult Clown mundanes feign misanthropia by hating people on account that humans are stupid and destructive. Yet such mundane misanthropists seem to have absolutely no problem upholding, defending, and submitting to the State laws these same humans they hate legislate and enforce. “But, but, that’s different,” they’ll cry.

Nobody touches the Nation-State. The Nation-State is the crown jewel of Humanity. It’s our Piece de Resistance! Why there’s never been anything thing quite like it since the dawn of our species. It protects us, provides for us, knows what is best for us, it feeds us, it bequeaths unto us freedom and rights, it’s provided us with all these wonderful shiny pots and pans and computers. It’s better then Religion! We once thought Religion was the Supreme Masterpiece of Human creation, which Saved us, provided for us, protected us, fed us, gave us husbands and wives within the sacrament of holy matrimony. Oh but Religion was silly and tyrannical: obviously. Why it only took us 1000 years to figure that out. We’re smarter then that now. We don’t need Religion no more. The State is our Salvation. The State’s secularism is now our civilized and developed way of life. And who would dare bad mouth Democracy which has given us liberty!?

There was a time when most humans on earth believed that the sun went around the earth. But just because global consensus or popular belief says something is so, doesn’t make it so. There is nothing wrong inherently with ignorance. But it’s when we deify our fallacious beliefs to explain our ignorance away and back it up with irrational murderous force, that is when we start shit kicking, disturbing, and manifest suffering and death. So there was a time when the idea of the earth being the center and the sun revolving around the earth had been propped up as a sacred cow. And all those heliocentric terrorists were punish, burned, and imprisons. But as dangerous as heliocentric terrorism was back then, there were still a few of those sinister minds that refused to give into the worship of propped up idols. It took a long time of struggle to gradually enlighten the ignorant mundanes so they can understand that the sun was at the center, and then the idol fell apart. Then, as one would expect, years later the Church comes along and says to us: “Oh we knew that all along, misinterpretation somewhere, no big deal, no harm done.”

Then there was a time when many humans on the earth believed the world was flat. There is nothing wrong with ignorance and not knowing. But it’s a different matter when you take such ideas and make gods out of them, then judge and kill others over it. So there was time when the flat earth world view was propped up as a sacred cow. And if you challenged it you were a heretic and enemy of religion, god and his people. But during that ignorance there were a few resistant minds that went against the established grain of the mundane world. And they fought hard to gradually show the mass of ignorant mundane stooges that the world was actually round. And when the mass of people finally learned the roundness of the world, the power regimes of the old world lost all its support and that world order fell apart.

Now we’ve propped up a new all powerful totem: the State. It’s the latest mundane rage and craze. The state and civilization and liberty are the same thing, and it’s also the only real way or manner humans live. You go around and tell mundanes you dislike their Nation-State sacred cow, and they screech in horror and verbally – sometimes physically – attack you, believing you to be some demon, or draconian evil doer. You opt out of the State Game, and you automatically become a Criminal, a Terrorist, an Out Law.

It’s easy for us to understand looking back that as long as Religion exists, people will always suffer, war, and exploit. We can objectively look at Hinduism’s caste system and see that such a system causes millions of human lives indignity and suffering. We can see from looking back that subservience to church and feudal systems generated real measurable death, indignity, and suffering. But we can’t get ourselves to understand that as long as the State exists, there will always be human suffering, mass poverty, genocide, mass exploitation of people and natural resources.

Dropping Out

How do you live or exist without the State? It’s a horrifying question to mundanes. You tell a mundane that you want to destroy the State, and they become confused. And they’ll ask you what would you “live in,” what other alternative is there? And that is exactly like me going to my 5 year old cousin playing house and telling her I want to get rid of the house she lives in. She’ll become confused and wonder what alternative “thing” she will exist in if not a house. But as adults we know there are alternatives, such as bigger houses, apartments, condos, suites, etc. The little cousin has only been exposed and conditioned inside one single enveloping House, and cannot conceive of an alternative. Just like a mundane can’t literally live or function outside the matrix of the State.

I was watching a emotionally horrendous documentary on child sex  trafficking in Cambodia on one of those cable channels with documentaries. It doesn’t happen all the time, but it is not rare. Usually – in general – the poor Vietnamese immigrant families will kidnap a ethnic Khmer at a very young age, and train her to be a prostitute catering to random men and tourists. There is an easy method to train such young children to perform such acts and behaviour. You lock them up in a box for a couple day without food and water. Then the men will feed them water and food after “abusing” them. This does the same thing as when you train a dog when you give the dog treats. Then the older girls in the “family” will come by later and emotionally console the very frightened girl. This causes the kidnapped girl to associate her emotions/trust in these older girls. So these kidnapped girls end up being “willing” child prostitutes, because their bigger “house sisters” – who were trained and processed in the same manner – tells them such acts and behavious is “normal” and the only way to survive.

In the documentary members of a non profit humanitarian organization working with local police scoured the child red light district slums, on missions to find and extricate “prostitutes,” as young a 6 years old. The local police raided the kidnapping families at gun point [usually the families operate as a criminal organization with guns]. In every case when these little girls were being pried from their abusive kidnappers, they were in sheer fear; kicking, screaming, crying, clasping their hands together, and begging the police to return them to their abusive kidnappers. One would think that such unfortunately abused 6-9 year old girls would be happy to leave that Matrix. But that matrix was the only existence/world they knew. Which is why they were crying, and begging with clasped hands to be returned to that “family” and life. That is the power of samsara, for even if you are suffering, even if you are abused, even if you are miserable; you will hold on with to that flow, that way, with a death grip, because you simply do not know of an alternative. If you have ever been in an abusive relationship, you will know what I am talking about here too.

You study things like the earthquake in Haiti, and hurricane Katrina where the illusory veil of the State is temporarily lifted, and you’ll observe that people in such conditions end up being totally nonfunctional. They don’t even know how or where to get drinking water. They show themselves to be completely dependent on the State for handouts and sustenance. The façade of their Urban Reality has fallen. The grocery stores have stopped providing food. The televisions have stopped entertaining. The police have stopped protecting. The outlets have stopped selling clothes. The value of money in such instances for that moment vanishes. The Urban leader and their priests of law and order have vacated. You are absolutely disoriented and incapable of living on your own or defending yourself.

And yet in our mundane ignorance/bliss and arrogance; when the façade is propped up and everything is fine, we tell ourselves that we are “individuals,” that we are “independent,” and that you don’t need others. Just like 3 year old children who tell themselves they’re independent and big girls because they can go potty by themselves and change their own diapers, all the while living in a cozy house, safely embraced by the providence of their parents. You tell yourself you’re “independent” and an “individual” next time you ask your boss if you can go on a restroom break.

You are not “individuals.” You have been Individualized, in context to an all embracing matrix. Your ancestral numinous tribes have been broken down and disrupted into nuclear families that barely function. These have been further degenerated into single parent families. This is further disrupted by propaganda of “individuality,” and “independence.” You now are a single individualized unit, no longer attached to an organized tribe or family. You are now completely dependent on the State and its banks, its corporations, its school system. But you’ll never realize that you’d starve to death and die in a month if the State idol falls. That’s how independent you are.

You are never really an “individual” in Urban Reality. From the minute you are born you are connected to the Urban condition from being bombarded by television, radio, parents, peers, teachers, society, bosses, laws, politics, religions, ideologies, etc. There is not ever a single moment in your life, where your Mind was actually dislodged from the matrix it was born in. You have never been disconnected from Urban Reality. You have never been Individuated. You don’t know of anything beyond Urban Reality. Have you ever left It all behind, and removed yourself into a quiet forest for a month or 3. Have you ever experienced any kind of self induced individuating isolationism that extricated your conditioned Mind out of its Urban environment? No, you just perpetuate it.

Everything that we see of the “world,” is contaminated with our conditioned Urban perception. It is a struggle in the Urban environment to get by in life. You start off in childhood trained to compete in the first grade on up. “Don’t copy,” they say. Co-operation is beaten out of you, and you are trained to compete as a unit. You do have to compete for nice jobs in the Urban environment. You do have to compete for girlfriends and boyfriends in the Urban environment. So we project that Urban competition out into the “world,” and we end up seeing the world as being a big competitive jungle. But is Life really this Way?

How we think is influenced by our Urban conditioning. People that still live in tribes are “primitive.” Things in Nature have to flow linearly like city streets flow straight. If there is king of a state, there must also be a king of the jungle. If the State is some provider, then there is also a provider in heaven. If laws governs the Urban environment, then Nature and Heaven also are governed by laws. If you are punished in the Urban environment, then it only makes sense that breaking divine laws incurs punishment as well. If there are judges in the city, then there are judges in heaven, or some hazy abstract natural law of karma that judges your actions. You can take the girl out of the hood, but you can’t take the hood out of the girl.

These Mundanes think that making new religions, philosophizing new paradigms, constructing new ideologies is change and freedom. When such behaviour and actions are predictable causal manifestation of a Mind born, bred, and conditioned inside a Matrix constructed of religion, paradigms, and ideologies. It’s like children deciding that they no longer want to play house in a pink house any more but a red one! It’s still a house. Still a reflection of the much bigger House. Nothing has really changes. Nobody has really gone anywhere. Everyone is still in the same place. The State is still there. It is still the Primary Condition. It still influenced your Internal Condition. And you will still always end up manifesting the same shit over and over again. The same suffering, the same ideological wars, the same poverty. As it has been for thousands of years. Things weren’t always like this though.

If you were a doctor, and poverty, genocide, exploitation were a disease I suffered from, and I went to you to cure it, would you be able to discover the cause of that disease and destroy that cause for me, or would you give me a tranquilizer to cover up the symptoms? Solving the problem we humans suffer from is very easy. The cause is obvious. It just requires the Final Solution: the annihilation of the State.

There is no real way to physically drop out of the State because every land mass is occupied by a State and its law and order. Up is the only free place. Then how do we extricate our Minds from this enveloping matrix it was born inside? Nature has given you the way since your very birth. She did invest you with a bottomless creativity and an infinite imagination. No other creature has the ability to dream [envision] for something, and then strive to reach for such dreams.

It’s something we use to do naturally when we were young. Even if we were stuck inside a house all our first 5 years. We still had a window or “escape” portal to different “worlds” deep in our minds. But unfortunately this beautiful ability to dream, envision, hope, imagine, is pounded out of us as we grow up and are processed through schools. Where, by the time we are in high school, we have all but lost the ability to dream, wonder, imagine; create mythos which inspires us; having given such “useless” things for memorization and recollection of mundane information and indoctrination. It’s become a dead and dry world. Have you ever stared out the window as a young child during a rainy day, stuck inside and bored, but your mind drifts off “some place?” In our adult life, those windows to an “outside” environment have been shut, and our eyes diverted to stare and see only the big monolith of Urban Reality.

The only thing we can do until System Breakdown, is reopen those window, and to once find that lost ability to wonder, dream, imagine, and create; then reach for those dreams. To question every sacred cow of the Nation-State and its illusory Urban Reality and secular gods. To actively, practically, live a new way of life, against the grain of this established mundane world order. Whatever that means to each of us: “crime,” tribalism, exeatics. We need to each rediscover that more primeval Mind that lurks beneath the trained and conditioned Conscious mind, and to live our life to it’s more numinous primal impulse. And we need to once again find our way somehow back to Life and Nature. To rekindle that connexion we lost between us and all that the Dark Living Cosmos is.

Otherwise as a species, we may be doomed. I once believed that Nature can’t be so self destructive as to give rise to conditions that may potentially destroy it. I believed that Nature and Life [on earth] was self regulating and “life” oriented. Until I realized deserts grow, and that ecosystems and species of animals are sensitive to change. Until I considered all of the past organisms that have gone extinct. Most mundanes will say to themselves in this light: “So what, I’ll be long dead by then.”

How much do we – of the ONA – actually in a genuine way honor, love, and respect our Humanness and Nature? Do we really as Humans mean anything to ourselves? And is Nature really a numinous thing to us? Are we irresponsible in that we can just give rise to bloodlines of progeny and condemn them to extinction in some future? Are we just paying lip service to our ideas of Aeonics and Future Magick. To such things as Aeonic Insight and Dark-Empathy? Why bother? Why waste our time discovering a grim future of our Humanness, just to give up and not try, so long as we selfishly live a full life ourselves? Especially when we do understand how Aeonics and stuff works, knowing that we can change a future aeon by what ‘seeds’ we plant and what actions we set into motion today? I personally don’t care what happens to mundanes and their breed. But what about Our Breed and Nature?

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