Showing posts with label Being. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Being. Show all posts

Aug 21, 2015

Self, World, Life, and Soul

When Life evolves to that place
Where Self and Life interface,
With Soul and World perceived as one,
Time and Being become as one.

This sacred matrimony, once in place,
Bequeathed, holds to its patterns and its pace.
Novel things break in to have their way,
Forsake such bliss for fancies of the day;

Wild oats of Ego fly at the face
Of downtrodden youth, still yearning for its grace.
Greed and lust run naked in the street,
Till Life confronts the Soul it has to meet.

Nature waits out these wars against her will;
The springs of Life, from tears, again refill.



Copyright 2001-2015  L. S. Heatherly

Jan 10, 2012

Children Born Free: Natural Culture

American Youth of the 1960's and 70's counterculture were told: "Get your act
together!" More recently, the acts on the stages of the Human Circus-Zoo--
called "modern civilization"-- are more automatically programmed via an
artificialization of childhood. But, a deeper pondering asks: of what kind, and
of what merit, are these un-natural, unecological choices! These fabricated
choices made on such slippery, mechanical, digital, virtual slopes!

These choices are provided to our children throughout youth's long, dietary,
spirit-being-culture-mind salad of scientific 'certainty', spiritual-ontological confusion, high-technicized senses and perception, digitalized, cyberized
language and relationships, spiritual-ontological frustration, commercial adulteration, and the ego's inflation.

An inflated ego that eclipses the whole human self -- human self as organismic union of family, community, mind, consciousness, being, spirit and culture; all within Earth-life!

Is this chaos of exploding, fragmenting, naturally evolved, human being and
socioculture merely stuff for social theories, and engineered, corporate,
cultural empires! Merely stuff for humanity as egocentric careers and
comodities! Have not our pesonal selves, our families, our communities, our
cultures and our particular ancestors emerged from, with and by means of,
our long-running, natural humanness; carried through, and around, written
historical time; carried through and around history's enslaved, subjugated, 
human being! Carried primarily, by our innate, evolved, organismic, naturalistic,
Earth-folk Society and Culture! By the Earth-life-Humanity relationship!

Dare we evoke, through deepest human restorations, a deep soul-rebellion!
Shall we proclaim that our very humanness cannot be perpetuated, be
socioculturally reproduced, be sustained, for human posterity without sufficiently
preserving our root human being, nature, spirit and culture, all resprouting
from our, original, Paleolithic being! That we must and we shall, excavate our
200,000 year-old ecovillages as birthrights of our human species!

Shall we abandon achaeology of things for archaeology of our soul! Shall we
replace excavations for career's passion with excavations for lost, wide, deep,
manifold, human loves. Loves, once, innate and free.


(adapted from pg 38, 6, of The Last Human Spring, L.S. Heatherly 2002)

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Dec 15, 2010

Human Innocence in Storms of Culture



















(an autobiographical tale)
    
Quenching wanderlust, ousting fear;
Where end of human road
Meets trail of rabbit and deer;
.

Re-bonded with what is real --
Human and Earth-life held dear;
.

Wilderness-cleansed, one maverick,
Receding to the City-herd's Lifeway--
Conflict, desecrate and disjoint--
Pulled off Black Canyon Highway
For twilight time at Sunset Point.
.

The local place of roadway lore
Held one young couple resting there;
As night was falling and foreboding in '64.
.

Strings of verbal beads, an exchanging,
And through conversation, a rearranging
Of what is, in the "what's happening?" of yore.
.

Hallowed babe asleep, safe and sound,
Back in the homemade wooden shell,
On old pickup bed: images on the edge of Modern hell.
Parents, out of luck, Phoenix bound.
.

Beads and shells, ways of Lifeway happenings
In one Time and Being , of debated yore.
Voiced softly, yet deeply pondered, aimed at ripenings.
And sent into a gathering, cultural dusk, one night in '64.
.

Potato chips, a 29 cent bag,
Freely shared with one maverick;
Mostly just air, reflecting a family's plight.
Yet, tomorrows breakfast shared, defies any night.
.

One old truck, one old car, three youths,
A white-man powwow, a ceremony of cloudy sensing,
In three (and all subconscious Youth), in the year of '64:
Sensing personal and cultural storms commencing.
.

Nothing else expected, a mark of human sanity:
Requesting nothing but the sharing of humanity.
.

The maverick makes a silent move; as the flow of words
Attains to soul-embraces, dying human light, itself, slips--
Below both Bradshaw Mountains and all human herds;
By slight of hand, a ten spot meets the last few chips.
.

Rolling up chips and air, with "goodbye and good luck!",
Back into a '53 Pontiac; but, Youth itself had struck
A Detoured Road from Life; yet, cleansed, might restore.
All steered a driven self, into the gathering storms of "64.
.

Aye, such gathering storms destroy and estrange.
Storms striking human norms, Youth, mavericks--
High pressure cold fronts of cultural 'climate change'.
All now, begging one question: a human storm forevermore.
.
.

Copyright 2010  L. S. Heatherly



Jun 19, 2010

Ecocrisis: Earth, Humanity and Childhood Dreams,



















...........................................................Dave Martin/Guardian

Prologue:
Beyond Despair

Whence the child that Comes to Be?
Born to live in Land once Free!

There's more in our oceans than oily fish and birds: we float there.
Beyond despair over lost wildlife, occupations and tourism;
Look deep: our violated waters bemoan the Human Condition:

I.

All our pollutions of Earth 
Enter our Human being's,
Gestational, amniotic fluid

Before they enter
The salty, amniotic fluid of Earth,
The origin of all Life.
.

II.
More debilitating than blindness of the eyes
Is blindness of the soul.

III.
More endangering than mind become blind
Is human culture, blind to sacred water, sky and land;
Blind to birthrights and dreams the human child.

IV.
If we cannot see Humanity, cannot see ourselves
As a threatened species, in oil-spill scenes;
We, first and foremost, are blinded by the oil in the water:

Blind to our Earth-place, our Humanity,
To child's becoming Earthly human being. 
To child's bonding to source of Earthly Human Life

V.

Beyond the decimation of Coast and Marine species;
Our humanity within us is becoming decimated.

Before the photos, before our Eco-disasters,
We have become the blind species upon the Earth.

Only Humanity is blinded, in heart and soul, by civilization.

VI.
Having created an anti-Nature culture, gradually for millennia;
We, then, disown its Sociocultural excretions, blaming entities,
supposedly "out there in industry and technology"-- outside
Human Will, Being and Soul.

Look within; only we, are the infidels of Earth-life, and, our Humanity.

Only we, are emergent aliens, invading Earth-Human natural treasures.


Epilogue:
Human Reality in Polluted Waters

Midst the oil and other debris in polluted waters,
If we cannot discern our grandchildren,
Even our very humanity, in that flotsam and jetsam;
We do not know what Humanity is, nor how and why it is.


L.S. Heatherly All Rights Reserved

Sep 26, 2009

Wildness, Savagery, Disintegration Vs Order, Unity, Growth (B)

The questions, What is wildness and savagery? and What is beastly? call out for an ecological and ontological answer in our Age of Ecology and Sustainability. Look at Civilization's diverse, long-running menu of feasts: its enslavements, conquests, genocides, oppressions, hegemonies, exploitations; look at the violations of organic families, communities, and ecosystem-habitats and ask, "What is wildness and savagery? and What is the beast and where is it?

The answer, we are in denial of: it is Us, dear Readers. The beast, raging so savagely amidst Humanity and Earth-life is within us, savaging our humanity, spirit, soul and being. A beast wildly implanted there through accelerating, penetrating violations into our once pure, human being and soul! Natural, original, pure, human being was originally created through the natural selections from the matrix-medium-environment of natural culture, our nurturome, having order, balance, unity and sustainability.

Stopping on the hiking trail or beside the parked car, looking out upon the mountains and valleys; do not believe it is the Wild you see out there! For, what you behold it is the only form of meaningful order, rightness, goodness and beauty ever created in our lifeworld having unified purity, meaning and purpose. Organic human family and community once were there also, a part of Earth-life's natural purity, unity, growth and order.

Whichever human communities believe, in the center of their hearts, in this unity and purity, in this goodness and beauty, in this meaning and purpose; this natural order will be sustained till the end of human time and being in their home of Earth-place. This world of treasure called Life will shine on. This order of warmth and light will dispel the Wildness and the Darkness sustaining Earth's modest, humble humanity for eons to come. Seize and embrace, then, this faith in our Source, our Earth-life-world. Keep, then, this original human Faith; and practice this natural Faith.

The natural disasters we see in Earth's evolved ecosystems of life are intrinsic parts of both Earth-life's and Humanity's development, well-being and sustainability. In contrast, the destructivities long-witnessed in civilization's cities, states, nations and empires are intrinsic parts of the power-wealth-domination ethos and oppression of the masses of humanity by small elites, within which "might makes right."

No construct or entity, human or nonhuman, of civilization past or present, could exist for a month, nor one day, without the savageries it disguises, through trickery, false hopes and shams, as necessary and rightful rule of the 'strong' few over the masses; unto which, it systematically administers and sustains the conditions of chronic, diverse human debilitations.

The various arts of civilization, likewise, could not exist without sustaining the lie, hoax and sham that art is worth the taxes, retail prices, corporate welfare, art grants, tax breaks and loopholes: all the illegitimate weight strapped onto the oppressed shoulders of the masses of humanity. The living refutation of this false art of oppression is the natural, pure art and crafts of Earth-life's organic, human families and communities.

This has always been so, and largely still is, free for the taking as the un-polluted nurturings and culture manifested through the universal, human commons, found in Earth's whole, natural, human being, spirit and soul.


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