Watching the structural underpinnings of civilization come undone has its good days and bad days.
Tsunamis everywhere. The trick then is to not stay in the outer bands too long. Of course you’re curious and you want to check out the latest but do make sure you don’t stray too far from the eye and give yourself a clear path back.
It’s a balancing act, I’m starting to the get feel for it:
Read about new outrages on the ongoing attacks against humanity, bake some bread.
Watch a video of a doctor predicting long term harms based on new evidence, fill up the bird-feeder.
Talk to sis about are we prepared enough for what’s coming and the constant increases in the cost of everything, take a walk.
It’s all very challenging and yet, life goes on. There’s a zoom-out, zoom-in, back and forth quality to life these days.
Despite the daily challenges, there is a place - inside - that I mostly have access to where it’s really all okay. I’m not bragging by the way. (And I know you might be thinking I’m delusional.) It’s like a silent current that ceaselessly flows. It’s ancient, no, timeless. We ride it, or it rides us or it is us and we’re it - I don’t know. It’s just always running through everything in the universe, though unseen.
It’s easy to forget that we’re in a story. A really really BIG story that’s coming to the end. Like all great stories, the characters in it are aware of some elements and clueless about to others. It’s fully impersonal and personal at once.
Appropriately, there will be surprises. There are and will continue to be shocks and tears and deaths and delight. Or to be more succinct: tragedy and triumph.
We’ll discover things about our actual history that’s been hidden from us. About our true origins. About the experiments with human genetics (ongoing and now out in the open) and the hijacking of religions and who or what has been behind the wrecking of so much havoc on the planet. (Hint: the attempt to take us into a metaverse and make us transhumans feels like home to them.) Humans themselves appear to be a problem for this other, behind-the-scenes force.
It’s inevitable that the story of the world as a Reality Show of Perpetually Manufactured Crises, (I know I need to shorten that) had to end. And it is, it’s all coming down; our governments and financial systems, so called educational and medical institutions, international and domestic supply chains… all of it.
It’s over. We’re watching the final gasps of an old world dying. And really, good riddance.
I once had an experience as a young mother. I was living in New York City and was driving to visit my mother on Long Island. I had two small children at the time and they were in the backseat of the car. Quite suddenly the Long Island Expressway (or L.I.E.) disappeared and all I could see was static. Like that background TV’s can produce when you’re not on the right frequency. It was intensely active, constant movement and there was lots of color mixed in but mostly gray. It was as if I lost the channel for a moment, something went out and then suddenly - thankfully - it found the correct signal again and I was back into my reality, again driving on the L.I.E.
I never forgot that moment of course. I felt as if I somehow slipped past security and got a glimpse of what goes on behind the scenes. (Very much like Truman, in The Truman Show seeing the backstage of the show’s production.)
A crazy jumble of energy and frequency is how it looked in that brief and terrifying moment. I remember complaining to no one in particular or the universe at large - if you’re going to show me something like that, ffs can we do that when I’m not driving my kids? (For anyone who is thinking I had a medical event and should have sought treatment, this was when I was 26, and at that time anyway, healthy people in their twenties didn’t have strokes.)
Maybe in part, because of that experience of losing track of the Reality Show, and yet still being fully aware of my self, I was given an insight that would help me navigate these times.
So what’s my point - seriously I forget why I started this. Oh, right, it’s so easy to get lost in the show we forget all the things we don’t know. (Can you forget what you don’t know?) We don’t know what we don’t know. And that’s a lot. It’s a big mystery here. And so much of what we’re facing right now, is the loss of what we thought we knew. We have our bearings based on what we think we do know so when those are being shredded, well… what is there to hold on to?
We can hold on to mystery.
There’s so much of the unexplained all around us though it’s often eclipsed by our attempts at explaining, at pinning things down. This study, that report, this article, that video, as if something written down or recorded by a person with letters after their name is going to explain ALL this? Sorry, it won’t. Maybe, at best, it will snap in a tiny piece of an unframed, amorphous puzzle.
We can’t avoid it. We’re in a big unknown. I am deep in the mystery along with everyone else. Can we get comfortable in ourselves as riders of an unseen current flowing through a mysterious universe? Because I suspect that is what will be required of us.
Time to feed the birds, eat breakfast, digest it along with some new outrages and then maybe, make some bread.
Just for fun, What the Frequency, Kenneth, by REM:
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I used to drive a bus full of drunk people to and from the bar to the place where they played league kickball. Because the route was so repetitive, I’d often drive on auto pilot. And on more than one occasion, I’d experience what I started calling a “glitch in my matrix” where I would lose all sense of where I was, where I was going, or how I was behind the wheel of such an enormous vehicle full of so many belligerent people. And in those terrifying few seconds, it was like I was inside of a painting or a photograph.
There’s so much about our perceived reality that we could be exploring. And yet, here we are, spending all this time trying to expose a reality we can all agree on in the first place.
You got the right idea: constantly zoom in and out, pay attention to the macro and the micro, and let both the mundane and mysterious take up space and attention. Thank you for another great post.
Well, Well, make the most of the moment for sure. Things are definitely afoot that will come as a surprise, especially to those absolutists. Resist and again make the most of the day. Nice commentary, I think true and insightful. Acknowledge the creator and all of the wonders we have to see and explore. Truly a wondrous creation. Some thing is set out to destroy it, but will not be successful. Those that think they are in power, are not and are truly deluded, you are not.