Fyll verden med kjærlighet!
Posted by Fredsvenn den april 23, 2012
A film that captures the global (r)evolution of compassion in action:
«Kjærlighet er følelsen av å være forbundet med en annen skapning. En økonom sier ‘mer til deg er mindre til meg.’ Men den som føler kjærlighet vet at mer til deg er mer til meg også. Hvis du elsker noen er deres lykke din lykke. Deres smerte er din smerte. Ditt selv ekspanderer slik at den også inkluderer andre personer. Denne bevissthetsendringen er universell og i alle, 99% og 1%.»
The Ascent of Humanity is a radical exploration of the history and future of civilization from a unique perspective: the human sense of self. Eisenstein traces all of the converging crises of our age to a common source, which he calls Separation. It is the ideology of the discrete and separate self that has generated these crises; therefore, he argues, nothing less than a «revolution in human beingness» will be sufficient to transform our relationship to each other and the planet. And this revolution is underway already. In all realms of human endeavor, an Age of Reunion is emerging out of the birth-pangs of a planet in crisis. The range and depth of Eisenstein’s thesis is breath-taking. Encompassing science, religion, spirituality, technology, economics, medicine, education, and more, he details a vast paradigm shift reflecting a more fundamental shift in the human sense of self. Even in this dark hour, he says, a more beautiful world is possible — but not through the extension of millennia-old methods of management and control. The convergence of crises is revealing the final bankruptcy of those methods. Soon, he says, we will abandon the Babelian effort to build a tower to Heaven, as we realize that the sky is all around us already. Then, we will turn our efforts to creating a new kind of civilization, a conscious civilization designed for beauty rather than height.
The Revolution Is Love
«This movement isn’t about the 99% defeating or toppling the 1%. You know the next chapter of that story, which is that the 99% create a new 1%. That’s not what it’s about.
What we want to create is the more beautiful world our hearts tell us is possible. A sacred world. A world that works for everybody. A world that is healing. A world of peace.»
Occupy Insanity with Sanity
«What’s really amazing about Occupy is how our shared public awareness and our private inner convictions are being drawn toward each other so rapidly. It’s almost funny at this point to watch the surface-level debate. We argue about park ordinances. We grasp for a quick resolution. “Maybe if we pass this nice banking reform, or this campaign finance reform, everything will go back to normal.” Reforms are obviously important, but reinstating the Glass-Steagal act is treating the symptoms, not the disease. One layer underneath the surface debate lies the battle of the “isms”. “Maybe a little less capitalism and a tiny bit more socialism?” “No no! Don’t you see? The time has finally come for Third-Wave Anarcho-Capitalist Libertarianism!” When you peel back these layers, you get to the core, and you find a blind spot, a tumor in the modern mind.»
Even after all this time
The sun never says to the earth,
“You owe Me.”
Look what happens with a love like that,
It lights the Whole Sky.
Shake dreams from your hair
my pretty child, my sweet one.
Choose the day and choose the sign of your day
the day’s divinity
First thing you see.
A vast radiant beach and cooled jeweled moon
Couples naked race down by it’s quiet side
And we laugh like soft, mad children
Smug in the wooly cotton brains of infancy
The music and voices are all around us.
Choose they croon the Ancient Ones
the time has come again
choose now, they croon
beneath the moon
beside an ancient lake
Enter again the sweet forest
Enter the hot dream
Come with us
everything is broken up and dances.
On dawn’s highway bleeding
Ghosts crowd the young child’s,
Fragile eggshell mind
We have assembled inside,
This ancient and insane theater
To propagate our lust for life,
And flee the swarming wisdom of the streets.
The barns have stormed
The windows kept,
And only one of all the rest
To dance and save us
From the divine mockery of words,
Music inflames temperament.
Ooh great creator of being
Grant us one more hour,
To perform our art
And perfect our lives.”
– Jim Morrison, Ghost Song
«Paradox» – by East Forest feat. Charles Eisenstein