Behold the Beast

Behold the Beast


We are living on the edges of civilization, contemplating the benefits and the sacrifices to be made to reap the same. To be sure, there are benefits, but not so obvious the sacrifices. The benefits often, though not always, appear tangible. The sacrifices, though often espoused as inalienable, are of a less material nature; concepts of freedom, spirit, the rights of "humankind". These too easily forgotten or misconstrued and redefined to accommodate materialistic ideas and ideals of what constitutes the betterment of the human condition; a higher standard of living, a shorter work week, a house, private property, a controlled environment separate and as possible divorced from the conditions of the outer, other world, an illusion of " Life, Liberty and the Pursuit of Happiness". These widdled away and systematically dissolved for the benefit of security. And we, like frogs in a pot of water fail to realize the increasing heat, and too ignorant to jump out, are subsequently boiled. But we are told, "It's alright, because it tastes like chicken." And we harp upon the needs of the past, and the promise of "a chicken in every pot", not realizing that every "so called" security requires a requisite chiseling away of that which we once held as inalienable.

We argue the "Constitution" and the Bible and more recently the Koran and the Vita's and other ancient texts searching for answers, some absolute that will somehow, some way give us the answers and tell us what it is to be human. Blind and ignorant that the same life force that gave us these scripts is in us, and is us. We seek outside confirmation as to what and who we are. We have lost connection, insight, knowledge that we are what we are as the "I Am" is the "I Am". It is us, and life is not a matter of rules and democratically compromised solutions, but our innate human conscience.

Too be sure, this does not negate the need to act civil, but recognizes that uncivilized behavior results in civilization which consequently infringes upon the civil conscience of all. And systems replace human initiative; we become corporatized, reliant upon the collective, stunted individuals. But secure in the niche assigned to us. All the while chanting the slogans and economic rhetoric we cannot possibly fully comprehend, unable to recognize the ultimate end of the same. But we are told, “we are free" and the idea of some long forgotten ideal has become the catalyst that motivates us. And we move, cogs in the machine, attached to the matrix, an artificial "Borg" manifestation of the collective consciousness. What may be, and I believe is, the divine connectivity of all creation, is usurped by a mechanical artifice, absent and ignorant of notion and relation to its primal energy. The Demiurge is manifest and we have created the beast, and we are the beast, the creator and the created.