by dubby riley

by dubby riley, a loose fitting scholar

Sunday, 26 December 2010

So what does it all mean?

This will be the easiest of the five posts so far, in the series about Maggie Fuller's essay The Great Lawsuit. Today is December 26, 2010, the day after a shining day of remembrance in an unusually dramatic unfolding of consciousness. I'm not sure I've ever been as positive that I have all the information I need to make the right choices. This morning it occurred to me that I still need a little "bolstering" when it comes to making the exact right choice and that at this point I feel as if I will resist the right choice often because of my weakness of flesh. But the important thing is that I've decided to accept reinforcement by that capacity which stands by me always in the face of whichever decision I make.

Sex is certainly part of this thing. And we are certainly animals. Stripped of everything, we'll get cold when temperatures fall and hungry when we haven't eaten. The spark which torches everything that burns in us doesn't allow us any rest from protecting it. We'll do about anything to stay alive. And the males seem to have a second flame which drives reproduction. Add that all together and there is no wonder wars are what comes of all that.

But here is the beauty. The happy little trees in the picture. We've evolved to a point that our cumulative consciousness is taking over. Ha! I laugh with a thunder that can shake the universe! WE IS IT.

When I wonder aloud whether the human species will survive, it is just a small boy in a huge playground, pushing his truck through the sand. Squirrels and skunk are watching with full armor. Somewhere the boy's mother holds him safely in her protection, just as a hen sits on her eggs. Will Gaia do less?

And even if we humans draw the final straw so the last piece of ice falls into rising oceans or the last cheetah dies or a shrinking top soil no longer supports fruits or vegetables or some new stinking fuel raises the stakes of insanity of so called "religious" wars, truly fought over love of money--surely that spark which fires the torch of all life will burn in some new undiscovered breast of being.

And it will be by this power of Mother that we'll learn to take care of all our sisters and homies alike. Good Will Toward Men...and WoMEN. Peace


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