We’re alive during a pivotal, epochal time and space in this civilization’s history. We are setting the precedent for this and future generations – in all aspects and areas of life in this reality. Everything is shaking up, being tested, exposed and challenged, and necessarily so. Outright psychopathy and psychosis are on display in the highest offices of the land, on every screen, on the covers of every magazine. It’s there for you to see, if you’re ready.
If you’re ready, you can choose to stand for truth, integrity, and love. If you’re not, life is going to keep poking, prodding and pushing you in uncomfortable, increasingly vulnerable ways. It’s not necessarily essential for us all to stand center stage and to be willing to suffer the slings and arrows and rotten tomatoes, but it is absolutely essential for us all to stand responsible and conscious in our daily lives, in our circles of influence, in our families, whether of blood or association.
Social media has allowed us to explore and express our most childish, adolescent, superficial powerlessness. We’ve hidden behind avatars and fake usernames since about 2007, or so. That’s all well and good, but an activated, actualized, living human being doesn’t exist on a digital, ad-interrupted timeline. You can’t scroll through the intricacies, subtleties, and unknowns of a life by reading through some algorithm-curated, and self-censored feeds. What’s real is what you feel, and many of us today feel the heaviness, drudgery, depression, confusion, paranoia, anger, and anxiety about what is happening, and where the world is going.
We don’t know what to say, who to trust, nor what is real. And that’s OK. Awareness is empowering.
“We will make you ours.” Through years of conditioning and indoctrination, rewards for compliance and punishment for resistance, eventually many of us are broken. Some are broken early; they are the good little boys and girls who do as they’re told and buy into the values of the system. I remember how close I came to breaking. I remember how I came to think that the kids who broke the rules at school were bad. I remember the shame I associated with an after-school detention. I remember thinking that good kids do their homework, get good grades, and do as teacher says. The just rewards of being good would be a prestigious, secure place in society. The equally just consequences of being bad would be poverty, prison, or some other unpleasant end. The world worked essentially as it should. Good is good, bad is bad; the good get rewarded and the bad get punished.
A young friend of mine attempted suicide a few months ago. I’d imagine many of us have heard similar, or know of someone who is no longer with us for the same reason. It is a very intense and challenging time for us all, whether we acknowledge it or not.
Talk. Communicate. Connect. Feel awkward. Feel naked and exposed. It’s all good. Be real, and be free. You’re not alone.