Rise and Fall Ye Apemen
This week, I was joined by fellow human being Eugene from The Underground Stream, to take a look at the gloomy and potential future of nuhamkind.
Our source of inspiration for this discussion was the remarkably compassionate, yet extremely significant recent offering from The Priests of [Dead] Wood: Rise of the Planet of the Apes. Fret not, this was not a fanboy review. This was interpretation, application and transcendence. This was inspiration. This was creation.
The opposite of reaction is flow, moving along in time with the Season Cycle, and instead of fighting nature and clinging desperately to dated ideas as we find ourselves cramped, confined and suffocated. When the time has come, let go.
Caesar (from the movie) does just that. He becomes Cain. He slays his own vanity and in the process changes the world. In case anyone is still speculative that the film-makers were not in sync with Eugene’s hypothesis of the comparison between Caesar crossing the Rubicon to destroy Rome and establish a blood line that would rule the world, and Caesar the Ape crossing the Golden Gate to create a new world in the Redwoods, you need to take a closer look at the below imagery.
The conspIndustry definitely has a useful function: to redirect you far away from the type of topics discussed on this show. It is imperative that you ignore the obvious. Anyone who calls themselves a “teacher” and fails to espouse the all important lessons of empathy and compassion, is utterly useless to you, and either a damn stupid nuham or a damn good conman, telling you exactly what you want to hear.
There is not a single human event, not one period in all of recorded human history, that is anything more than a minor blip in relation to the amount of animals that we collectively abuse, mutilate, torture, and slaughter on a daily basis. Not a one.
And, as I stipulated long ago, if we see the bars and fail to see the mirror, then we are indeed doomed, and rightly so. When our time is up, our last hope may be that we are left with only one face to acknowledge and point a finger at: our own.
I’m glad I brought Eugene on, for he brought his obscure perspectives, and from these came the moral of the story of Peter and Judas. That lesson, is among many, those shifting from one reactionary perspective to the next, will miss [by design].
Our gates of light, have many lessons to offer us, and if we meditate on them in tranquility and with wisdom, we may pick up cosmic cues. As I realized after listening to [and reflecting on] the show myself, the “noise” of the conspIndustry was very likely designed to help us make sure we, the monkeys, miss them too.
We’re too busy stuffing death into our π hole, and lavishly decorating our own hell, with the shit that comes out of our other π hole, or that noise we regurgitate out of our former π hole (you know, that shit we spew out and and label as our “ideas”).
A real teacher like Plutarch will tell us “But for the sake of some little mouthful of flesh we deprive a soul of the sun and light, and of that proportion of life and time it had been born into the world to enjoy.” A shit/noise merchant will tell us that the pope is the leader of some imaginary Babylonian alien fish cult. When we open our gates to the latter, even for entertainment’s sake, wisdom seeps like diarrhea.
The chains by which our enemies bind us, are the same rules we forged to prevent those who annoy us from interfering with our [temperemental] sense of what is “right”. The blame for sapping all joy from even the most basic of natural activities lies squarely on our own lap. We even restrict our own relationship to the water, that which connects us to every one and everything on this planet [and beyond].
But, what is the point at this late stage of our [de]evolution? Below, Ceasar has apparently [blatantly to those with their eyes not covered with crud] grasped the lessons of empathy and compassion. The creature he is “feeling” for is one who is not even his own species. As for as humans, most are far from capable of that accomplishment, and a good many are so hopelessly stupid, we can’t even feel that for those of our own species whose skin-tone is a few shades darker or lighter.
Some won’t like this film, for the heavy hand the film-makes took on occasion; the lovely mockery that is the flinging of our own poo back in our face (an activity us apes relegate to our captive “superiors”). Several thousands years have failed to instill this lesson, so you can’t blame them or the many teachers who have come and gone. It’s all part of the [meat] show.
Note: Here’s a few of the links to some of the mentioned prior shows, and [not mentioned] related subsequent shows: Wading in the Drowning Pool, Dark Knight in Retrospect, Event Horizon Jesus, Waters of History, and Snowpiercer Got It Right.
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~ by celticrebel on August 22, 2011.
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