The Wound is The Place Where the Light Enters You.Posted: December 15, 2012
As the tragedy was pouring in through news feeds, yesterday, I watched my wife as she was transfixed to the computer. Fortunately, we do not own an idiot box. I can understand the effect. A tragic course of events being blurted at you repeatedly all day long. It can make one really depressed.
In the face of this most recent tragedy, one has to reflect deeply. There is no rational response to such occurrences. This morning, as I sat on the cushion, opening myself up to a deeper contemplation, the pain of those directly affected by the Connecticut tragedy entered my stream of thought and feeling. There was no place for it to go. It was undigestible.
I feel The Onion said it best: “Fuck Everything, Nation Reports: Just Fuck It All To Hell!“
Truthfully, what else can one say? All the blather about guns, and gun control, does not even scratch the surface of the deep psychological distortion, our country is experiencing at this moment. I am only writing as to help me try to find a place within myself that can understand.
When a nation starts killing its children, we need to take a deep look at where we are and how we got here. And, yes, I said our country has killed these children. The world as it has come to be formed in 2012, has committed murder.
A few years ago I suggested to my wife that we would see a lot more events like this. America, much like the rest of western society, has taken on a new religion: the church of money.
This church is built on nothing but an unending desire for stuff, and a complete renunciation of any spiritual foundation. What I mean about “spiritual foundation” is a sense of purpose, a search for meaning in our daily existence, and using our daily breath to guide us into activities that give some support to this inquiry. Of course we have always had to find useful ways to maintain existence, but overall, we should try to do things in the world that do not harm others. To say the least, this statement flies in the face of capitalism where it is every man for himself and screw the others who do not see it that way.
What happens in this fight for our spirit is that there are so many who are left abandoned. What seems to mark the most recent tragedies such as the mall shooting in Portland is that there seems to be no real motive. Something just snapped. But if we are honest with ourselves, we should see that this sickness has been coming on us for a long, long time.
“We talk about civilization as though it’s a static state. There are no civilized people yet, it’s a process that’s constantly going on… As long as you have war, police, prisons, crime, you are in the early stages of civilization.” —Jacque Fresco
America has been killing its’ children since it was founded. We send them to war to fight rich men’s battles in the name of freedom. We sent soldiers to massacre tribal villages in the name of expansionism and religious conversion. We send children off to school to sit behind institutionalized walls, while the parents are ripped from the nurturing process in order to chase this capitalistic dream. And we sell guns like they are toys. Every movie on the silver screen involves guns and shooting scenarios. We are entertained by violence. And then we wonder how one isolated character can suddenly, in their utter loneliness cross the line from fantasy into reality and act out in the most heinous way.
It is a sign that our nation is dying. Maybe it needs to so that something new can emerge. When Black Friday shoppers are compared to a cinematic version of Zombies, we need to take the analogy seriously. What happened in Connecticut is the work of a zombie. A creature that moves through humanity, taking life without any conscience as to what it is doing. A zombie is basically a killing machine. A man who can kill 20 young children can only be that. Compare it to the My Lai Massacre and you may have a better understanding about what is happening in America. We are at war. But now, we are at war with ourselves. And unfortunately, it has only begun. And only by finding a real sense of purpose again, a renewed reason to move about the world that is not motivated by money, then we are in for more of this. I appeal to those who have some sense to look within. You are very needed now.
“The wound is the place where the Light enters you.” ― Rumi