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Rising Star
I was watching an Alan Watts video, and it inspired me to write the following piece, which I have since decided to share. Comments and criticisms are welcome.
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Man is the mirror nature uses to watch itself with. Nature is also the mirror of man. Still, it is an impartial place. The planet is unconcerned with the meanings and prejudices of man. The Earth cannot make distinctions, because all distinctions are made by man. For man labels things with his language. And all language is learned. And that same language is used to both interpret and construct cultural meanings and values and ideologies.
We are no different than anything else around us. Man is the dirt, the grass, the deer, or whatever other matter or non-tangible items his energy transfers into. We are the weeds, the waterfall, and the spider’s web. The whole process of categorizing things into classes is an end result of an inability to see beyond symbols—to see beyond living a symbolic life. And this, of course, is difficult since it is language itself that gives rise to consciousness. And while we can use language (specifically the language of logic) to construct technologies and interpret the universe, always does the planet remain an impartial place.
Meaning is a matter of a prejudiced mind. And so what do our prejudiced minds do to people? Well, we end up dividing everything by their differences, creating illusory identities, categories, and classes, which are then sorted in a hierarchical system (from top to bottom). And the so-called “good” things are put above, while the so-called “bad” are put below. And we outcast the “bad” and reward the “good”, teaching others to assimilate to the dominant ideals and top part of this hierarchical power pyramid. And all of this power, of course, is oppressive.
In not making distinctions, however, nothing is sorted or given a distinct identity. Everything rests along an equal plane. And it is this plane that is the point and place of all peace. For, again, I say, we are no more different than the dirt. For, from out the dirt, the food we eat, in the garden, grows. And when a man dies, he becomes the dirt. There is no difference or distinction. There are no opposites like “good” or “bad”. For what is good or bad varies by what we believe—what is constructed through culture. That is to say, they are all imaginings of the human mind.
I say, that until we can see the universal similarities that all things share, we will never find peace. We will remain living in a prejudiced power system of oppressed people that believe in identity through difference, and who place more significance in their culturally constructed symbols, and linguistic signs, than in the universal silence of space. For there really is nothing for us to know, other than the fact that we are everything around us. Yes, we are everything around us. For what are we but conscious forms of energy, undergoing cyclic change during the deceiving act of observation? And while we can use some of these observations to construct cities, and other technologies, what is the point if all of these things occur in a power system where people are oppressed?
“But, oh,” some say. “What about evolution? What of nature’s own point of progress?” And to this, I say, that the drive toward progress, scientifically or otherwise, is just another ideal constructed through culture. Peace knows no progress. And while some may say evolution is a form of progress, this is simply a matter of perspective, and, ultimately, a falsehood. For to believe evolution is a form of progress is to say people are more important (or greater, or higher) than anything else on this planet. In other words, it is seeing ourselves as being separate from what surrounds us (i.e, seeing ourselves at the top of a hierarchical power pyramid). And, as we have already discussed, to see things as being separate is to become lost in the prejudice of language.
If we are to understand anything, we must look to how the world impartially operates. For no matter our rank in such a hierarchical, oppressive system, we will all decay when we die. All men, after all, are equal, and accepted, in the eyes of the earth. To say, again, simply, when we die, we are dirt—the same as anything else that decays. The world feeds upon each other’s flesh. And no amount of belief will change this.
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Man is the mirror nature uses to watch itself with. Nature is also the mirror of man. Still, it is an impartial place. The planet is unconcerned with the meanings and prejudices of man. The Earth cannot make distinctions, because all distinctions are made by man. For man labels things with his language. And all language is learned. And that same language is used to both interpret and construct cultural meanings and values and ideologies.
We are no different than anything else around us. Man is the dirt, the grass, the deer, or whatever other matter or non-tangible items his energy transfers into. We are the weeds, the waterfall, and the spider’s web. The whole process of categorizing things into classes is an end result of an inability to see beyond symbols—to see beyond living a symbolic life. And this, of course, is difficult since it is language itself that gives rise to consciousness. And while we can use language (specifically the language of logic) to construct technologies and interpret the universe, always does the planet remain an impartial place.
Meaning is a matter of a prejudiced mind. And so what do our prejudiced minds do to people? Well, we end up dividing everything by their differences, creating illusory identities, categories, and classes, which are then sorted in a hierarchical system (from top to bottom). And the so-called “good” things are put above, while the so-called “bad” are put below. And we outcast the “bad” and reward the “good”, teaching others to assimilate to the dominant ideals and top part of this hierarchical power pyramid. And all of this power, of course, is oppressive.
In not making distinctions, however, nothing is sorted or given a distinct identity. Everything rests along an equal plane. And it is this plane that is the point and place of all peace. For, again, I say, we are no more different than the dirt. For, from out the dirt, the food we eat, in the garden, grows. And when a man dies, he becomes the dirt. There is no difference or distinction. There are no opposites like “good” or “bad”. For what is good or bad varies by what we believe—what is constructed through culture. That is to say, they are all imaginings of the human mind.
I say, that until we can see the universal similarities that all things share, we will never find peace. We will remain living in a prejudiced power system of oppressed people that believe in identity through difference, and who place more significance in their culturally constructed symbols, and linguistic signs, than in the universal silence of space. For there really is nothing for us to know, other than the fact that we are everything around us. Yes, we are everything around us. For what are we but conscious forms of energy, undergoing cyclic change during the deceiving act of observation? And while we can use some of these observations to construct cities, and other technologies, what is the point if all of these things occur in a power system where people are oppressed?
“But, oh,” some say. “What about evolution? What of nature’s own point of progress?” And to this, I say, that the drive toward progress, scientifically or otherwise, is just another ideal constructed through culture. Peace knows no progress. And while some may say evolution is a form of progress, this is simply a matter of perspective, and, ultimately, a falsehood. For to believe evolution is a form of progress is to say people are more important (or greater, or higher) than anything else on this planet. In other words, it is seeing ourselves as being separate from what surrounds us (i.e, seeing ourselves at the top of a hierarchical power pyramid). And, as we have already discussed, to see things as being separate is to become lost in the prejudice of language.
If we are to understand anything, we must look to how the world impartially operates. For no matter our rank in such a hierarchical, oppressive system, we will all decay when we die. All men, after all, are equal, and accepted, in the eyes of the earth. To say, again, simply, when we die, we are dirt—the same as anything else that decays. The world feeds upon each other’s flesh. And no amount of belief will change this.
