On Purpose

Piles of crap are accumulating over my head. No, it’s not a bad crap - in fact, it’s a pile of gems, jewels, and precious stones in the form of knowledge that was almost lost to the world, and by sheer accident has landed on my laps - yet there is so much of it right now that I don’t know how to even begin to unwind this big knot of the million threads, and the billion of ideas. I don’t know how can I possibly find time just to absorb all this, much less to integrate it into my bones and muscles, before I will be able to share it with you. And yet I must... This is my mission. This is what I’m living for...

Has it ever occurred to anyone that our mission has always been there at the moment we were born? I think we have become too arrogant in believing that we can choose our mission, that we can decide our destiny. As if a liver cell can one day decide that it is bored to be a liver cell, and it wants to become a neuron cell instead, or a heart cell, or a muscle cell. How arrogant and selfish. You know what happens when that happens? Cancer. Not only the cell fails to achieve what it was set out to do, but it also ruins the entire organism, and after a seemingly overwhelming success of that particular cell to replicate and “take over the world” - suddenly things become worse and worse, and the entire organism dies... How selfish and arrogant, and what a great price to pay for it.

What if we as people are “cells” in the organism of the culture, or even humanity as a whole? Or, how about the entire biosphere of the planet Earth? What is the price of becoming selfish and arrogant about the World and our role as gods and rulers and kings of our own destiny?

A cell cannot decide what it will become - it has to discover its purpose, through the interaction with other cells, through its own introspection of its DNA and the unfolding of it specific to this cell, is how it discovers its purpose. And if it lives its purpose, the entire organism is living happily, and many other cells, for many generations, are living a healthy life.
Likewise, we cannot decide what our purpose is, we can only discover it. And a way to discover it is through observing the signals the Universe is sending us, and observing the unfolding of our own DNA, or what makes up our personal code - from within.

How can I communicate these ideas to you? How can I even comprehend these ideas for myself in a way that they become communicable? How do I find time to absorb and integrate all that mass of collective wisdom before I even begin to think of a possibility of pointing it out to someone else?

Questions, questions, questions...

Come on, come in, get up, shut up, and dance!

I lose myself to the wave of love

to the spirit of fire

to the water of waves

to the rhythm, to the force,

to the air, to source,

I lose myself - my mind, my body

to that which is me,

to that which is I

to that which will be after I die

to others, to planet, to this Universe,

I dance - I don't think I have any words

I know I'll dance again & again

till midnight, till dawn, and till midnight again

I'm starting my week with an eternal dance

and nothing exists after eternity ends.

It ends... With a dance...

The Cultures and Colors - what would happen if Clare Graves and Daniel Quinn got together?

Spiral dynamics, also known as vMemes, or "colors", apply to individual people, groups, organizations, countries, and (here's a new one!) - cultures. Not what we usually think as different cultures (e.g. Easten, Westen, etc.), but the cultures as Ishmael and "B" talked about them - the Takers' culture, and the Leavers cultures.

Or, more precisely, the interaction between different cultures. In the Leavers cultures, not only the people in tribes are in "purple", but the way the cultures live together is also "purple" in many ways. The interaction of different cultures are very much the same everywhere (our way is the only way - and it's the only way we know and understand), and how the cultures evolve and co-exist is "magical" to the different tribes. I don't know if there was ever a "wise elder" among those cultures, but I suspect some cultures in the past might have served a purpose of an "elder" culture in promoting certian ways of being around them.

The Takers culture, on the other hand, has changed the equation about 10,000 years ago. Takers happened to discover a very strong source of power - a particular way of agriculture, and then technology, and on it went. Intoxicated by their power, they presumed that the World is theirs to rule. They kicked the gods out of the garden high into the Heaven and deep under the ground, took their place, and proceeded to conquer the world until there was no more place to go. The Takers' culture is clearly on top at the moment, the sole dictator of the World populated by many other (now very small, powerless, and therefore, rather insignificant by Takers' standards) "indigenous" cultures. The strongest takes the food, and kills anyone it considers a threat. In a way, countries, sub-cultures, even Takers' wars, are created as a way for the Takers culture as a whole to strengthen and spread itself as much as it can.

The Takers are burning red. In a world populated by many cultures with one of them being one big bully, it is as simple and obvious as it gets. This is what Hell is really about. It is a Hot Red World.

And now the Takers culture is in crisis. They don't quite believe it yet, although the rats are already leaving the ship, but as sure as hell we are going right there, and the temperature's rising. In fact, quite literally - the global warming is no joke.

Is there any hope at the end of the Red Tunnel? Am I seeing a Blue Light, or is it an oncoming train? Well, it was just a random thought.

Just a thought...

PS. If none of this makes any sense, read Ishmael and The Story of B by Daniel Quinn, and study Clare Graves work - e.g. "Spiral Dynamics" by Don Beck and Chris Cowen is a good intro.