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Archives for September 2014

Matter Matters

September 9, 2014 by costaricaguy Leave a Comment

If It's Matter, It Matters

Sometimes I run across things I’ve written years ago that still seem quite relevant today…

Like this matter-full post from way back when…actually the reference to my age gives it away, since I’m now 53 (well, almost 54)…

Maybe it’s just me, but it seems that there’s something different about the world these days.

People seem to be a bit more edgy and fearful now than any time since I was born 48 years ago.

Of course, I didn’t live through the two great world wars, the Great Depression, the Holocaust, or other seminal world events of the past.

Maybe this same eery and unpleasant feeling was lingering in the air back then as well.

But something strange is in our air, or “airwaves”, since everything now is media driven…

sometimes I believe to the point of being “driven” right off a cliff.

I can hear it in my mother’s voice when I talk with her.

People are fearful about stuff, or maybe I should say fearful about losing their “stuff.”

And that brings me to the topic of today’s post, matter.

In my simplistic and wholly unscientific view the universe is divided into two categories of matter.

You have the things that are natural, such as all forms of life, the earth itself, the atmosphere, oceans, land, and everything else natural that the universe contains.

Then you have the things that are man-made.

One exists by the hand and will of god (or perhaps the “god particle”) and the other by the hand and will of, well, us.

It seems that most of the problems we pay attention to in the world today are those that pose threats to all the man-made stuff.

Protecting the natural world at the expense of our laser-like focus on the man-made shit is scoffed at by too many of us.

But doesn’t it all matter…really?

Now I’m not advocating that we all go back to living in caves and hunting and gathering.

But I am advocating that there be some balance restored in our approach to what matters…

because it all does.

We have gone so far in creating a world of comfort for ourselves at the expense of the natural that we are at the tipping point where our actions are having a profound and negative effect on the natural world.

In short, we’re pissing off Mother Nature.

This obsessive focus on man-made material comfort, a focus that says only “we” matter, is getting us in a lot of trouble these days.

The climate is changing because of it.

Organisms are disappearing.

The order of nature is being upset.

Greed is now good.

And we are literally consuming ourselves out of existence.

And everyone wants to blame everyone else.

It’s the Republicans fault. No, it’s the Democrats that did it. No, the Muslims! The Christians! No, says Trump, it’s those damn Chinese…

and so it goes without end.

The truth is we’re all at fault, every single one of us.

Because we, the human organism, are the only form of matter that has the ability to destroy this planet…well, short of a wayward asteroid, or an unstable Higgs Boson particle.

And we are doing a pretty darn good job of it.

The jaguar can’t do that. They just live according to their god-given instincts. They can’t decide to build an atomic bomb, or kidnap other animals for ransom, or commit any of the millions of dastardly deeds that humans inflict upon themselves.

They don’t burn or chop down the forest, or go to war with other animals.

They just live according to the plan that was laid out for them.

So, what’s the plan for us?

Are we living according to the right plan, or have we gotten off track?

I think what needs to occur is that we stop making every argument a political one, especially those that concern our planet and the health of it.

That we start taking action to correct the errors that have brought us to where we are now.

That doesn’t mean that we lose our comforts of life, our homes and cars, cities, planes, railroads and all those other things that make us feel better, or superior.

It just means that we start recognizing that it is not just all the man-made stuff that matters…because it all does.

Costa Rica is a country that is pretty low on the totem pole in terms of its rate of consumption compared with the developed countries of the world.

And it’s a place where folks do seem to get it when it comes to the idea that the natural world does matter.

I guess it’s easier to have a deep respect for nature when you’re surrounded by so much of it.

Maybe Costa Rica and other biodiversity hot spots around the world (the few that are left) can serve as giant classrooms to teach us humans that the natural world does matter.

That would be a pretty cool thing to see happen.

Maybe then we humans could come to realize that matter matters, whatever form it might take.

That realization is at the heart of impact mindfulness.

I hope we’re not too late.

image credit: Tambako the Jaguar via Compfight cc

Filed Under: Removing Impact Blinders Tagged With: removing impact blinders

The Race Card

September 4, 2014 by costaricaguy 2 Comments

The Race Card

You know, it’s funny how the use of “the race card” is decried as being foul-play by some…

as if racism no longer mattered, or even existed…

Oh noooo, racism shouldn’t even be considered a factor…

When a white cop on a police force that is 95% white shoots and kills an unarmed black teenager in a community that is 67% black…

When our nation’s first black President can’t do anything (repeat NOT ANY ONE SINGLE SOLITARY THING) to please or appease the Tea Party crowd, which happens to be 90% white…

When unemployment among black Americans almost always doubles that of white…

When black Americans account for about 40% of the total prison population in the U.S., despite being only 14% of the total population…

When racist comments from celebrities and business moguls bubble to the public surface, routinely…

When virulent racism can easily be detected simply by reviewing the millions of Facebook comments and Twitter posts about “our” President…

When more than a third of impoverished Americans are black, as opposed to about 13% who are white…

When churches throughout the U.S., especially in the south, are still predominantly divided along racial lines…

When communities throughout the U.S., especially in the south, are still predominantly divided along racial lines…

When in my own experience, friends and acquaintances who would never admit to harboring one iota of racism in public, will readily admit their secret desire to get that [expletive] out of the “white” house…

There’s a lot of talk out there about truth, usually in the form of opinion masquerading as such.

In my opinion, the facts speak for themselves and disclose the real truth…

That the race card is still in the deck and as long as it is, it will and should be legitimately played.

image credit: smiscandlon via Compfight cc

Filed Under: Removing Impact Blinders Tagged With: racism, removing impact blinders

The Modern Rimbaud

September 2, 2014 by costaricaguy Leave a Comment

On Becoming Modern

Il faut être absolument moderne (One must be absolutely modern).

Arthur Rimbaud, from Adieu (Farewell), A Season in Hell

I am intrigued by Rimbaud’s admonition.

He, the wild poet seer, who abandoned the verse at the ripe old age of 20, to become…

“modern?”

I guess what he’s really saying is that after all the existentialist poetic poppycock, one must get down to the brass tacks of becoming…

“industrious.”

Which is exactly what Rimbaud did, until he died of cancer at age 37.

After writing the above line in his parting Farewell, he never wrote another verse…

but he did make some money…

a feat he never seemed to get around to accomplishing beforehand.

I seem to have lived my life in the opposite trajectory…

passing through the industrial stage to come out the other side, some sort of existential idealist.

Even though that hasn’t aided me in the least economically, I’m thankful that my life is unfolding (so far) in this absurd reverse chronological order.

For, in my opinion, to become a modern man-sized industrialist is to lose one’s general lust for a poetic and artful life…

Our quest for physical comfort supersedes and eclipses any hint of idealism that might have once been a motivational flame to our backsides.

In fact, the world is dominated by men (and women, albeit, perhaps to a lesser extent) who have modernized.

These are practical and hard-nosed types who quickly abandon the ideal for the real.

For that real world that we actually live in…that we face head-on day in and day out in the epic battle to simply exceed survival.

In such a quest, how can anyone be anything but self-interested…

when there are saber-toothed tigers roaming the asphalt jungles of our daily treading?

Men who have become modern have no time nor need for trivial ideals that spur actions undertaken for the collective good.

What is that, they ask, some sort of bleeding heart notion that there’s a purpose for my life grander than me?

Rubbish!

The capitalistic machinery of our society demands modernity. It demands industrial square cogs that fit into square holes…

not amorphous shapes that serve only to muck up the works.

That we serve our individual identities best when we refrain from activities that don’t blend well with the rest…

don’t stand out…don’t color outside the lines…

and for god’s sake, don’t spend your precious and limited industrious time thinking idealistic thoughts of how you might be here to enhance the life experience of another.

Hmm…interesting…

I believe I prefer the pre-modern Rimbaud.

The one whose skin was corroded by dirt and disease, hair and armpits crawling with worms, with still larger ones crawling inside his heart.

The seer who brought a vision of the world to us with combinations of words never heard before.

The idealist who shunned bourgeois industrial modernity for a bohemian rhapsodic experience of life.

If you think about the life of this young and remarkable poet, he is most remembered by his surprisingly short pre-modern existence…

That’s when and where he made his impact.

Perhaps the same could hold true for you and me.

image credit: Philippe Gillotte via Compfight cc

Filed Under: Impact over Interest Tagged With: impact over interest, Rimbaud

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