On Injustice

I write because the rules of the game were never meant for us.

Struggling to flourish on this earth…

our voices marred by systematic and ideological forces

we, the many, outweighed by the few.

 

Told that there is not enough for us

food, water, shelter—

they have divorced us from the very means of our own power.

 

Witnessing the theater of the politicians

who make speeches but speak no words…

 

they make spectacles,

they build stadiums

and stages.

 

Dazzling illusions

to distract us from what we really are—

 

Light.

Hope.

Eternity.

Immortality and

creation.

 

We are

the change, the courage –

the force of transformation

the righteous anger and the fury.

 

I lend my voice

to the many—

all deserving to be heard.

 

Capable of choice,

I believe in humanity.

I believe in our collective ability

to bring harmony and justice

to the inequalities of this world.

 

The powerful tell us

that we cannot make our own decisions,

that we are uneducated, unaware…

 

and yet even those who went to college

cannot afford to eat.

 

The majority are not

provided for

in these unjust systems,

but the few who benefit from the scheme

claim there are no alternatives.

There is no justice—no sense to their madness.

 

There is no retribution

nothing guaranteed

in a game with unjust rules.

Greed and selfishness, aggression

applauded,

material wealth rewarded

 

success… defined by material excess…

 

There are those

whose parents suffered, whose grandparents suffered

at the hands of the system

and are further punished,

because they are not fit the image

of who wins in the system

by proxy: they are not a part of the system.

 

Those who ask questions,

are barred by unspoken terms,

outcast, and silenced

by manipulation

 

divided

into notions

of nationhood and state—

they make tribes of us rather than

a fellowship

 

a wild underbelly

of exploited people

feed the glorious machine,

colonized and colonizer

go on…

 

we are punished

because of where our parents were born,

and whether they were born into money

 

they say

it is the only way—

but I say it is their way,

because I believe in the human imagination.

I believe in our potential.

 

I am enraged

at the abuses charged onto the many.

“That’s just the way it is,”

they say.

 

We are bound only

by our self imposed limitations,

by the cages we create for one another.

 

I have felt trapped.  I have felt despair.  I have felt caught in a series of ideological forces

that do not favor me.  They do not favor my family or my friends.

 

I am told that there is no other way.

That poverty, struggle, and mental illness

are simply a way of life.

 

And yet

I look around me,

at all human potential.

I wonder

why there is no free energy?

How food and shelter and safety

are not guaranteed for everyone?

 

How can decency be only given to the few?

For all our technologies, our advances

we cannot provide stability,

we cannot provide security, a sense of

peace and well-being

to all peoples, to all sentient beings?

 

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Letting Go of Good and Bad

I believe that one of the ideas, or modes of thinking, that often stops us from spiritual peace is the categorization of good and bad.  “I had a bad day” “That was a bad experience” “A bad relationship” “A bad place”…

Because we are ascribing energy to an experience.  What is, in essence, truly neutral, becomes charged with our ideas, our emotion, our meaning.  This is the beginning of the illusion of “karma”: the attachment to a moment, a place, or event, so much so, that that moment, that trauma, or that experience, rules us across space and time.  It becomes charged with energy, so powerful it can make us think we are separate from God.

The egoic mind attempts to categorize, organize, put life into patterns.  It attempts to understand phenomenon it was never built to understand.  It creates internal narratives of who we are, what we have been through, and what is yet to come.  In truth, life is simple, it is only our minds that try and tell us otherwise, and we are the only ones that decide what is yet to come.

I used to think that detaching from emotion and mind meant that I would feel nothing.  I imagined a senseless, thoughtless, entirely unattached state of being.  I imagined the Buddha never having thoughts, or conflict of emotion.  Over time, I’ve become to realize that this is not true.  As long as we’re in this dimension having a human experience, we will have thoughts, reactions, and even judgments.  True mastery isn’t having an empty mind, it’s letting go of those reactions as they come.  It’s not identifying with temporary phenomena, it’s letting them fly like the wind.

In Hindu iconography, many of the Gods and Goddesses are pictured atop wild beasts.  For example, Durga can be seen riding a tiger, and Shiva rides atop his bull.  What these animals symbolize is the wild and uncontrollable parts of our mind.  When we practice self mastery, we ride atop the tiger like Durga.  When we cannot master our emotions, the tiger rides us.  The same symbolism can be seen in the Major Arcana of the Rider Waite Tarot, Number 8, Strength, where a woman fearlessly holds the mouth of a lion.

At the same time, there may always be a part of the “monkey” mind, the wild beast, the ego within, that is triggered, reacts, judges, or attempts to categorize.  This is natural, and in fact, it is natural we will have times we cannot master!  After all, we are human, and part of our experience is making mistakes.  Sometimes, we’re not ready to let go, and that’s okay.

The ego, “the beast”, the “monkey” mind rules you just as strongly if you are trying to force it into submission, forcing yourself forward, forcing yourself to let go.  It is like forcing a storm out of the sky.

Surrender – surrender to your experience, love your experience, even if it’s not what you think you should be having.  Love it, honor it, as all aspects of the divine.  When you are terrified, when you are smiling, when you are triggered, when you are dancing, all these expressions of you are utterly divine.