“Haile was right.” Ja had been sitting with Forest and his grief for a long time after the tall wired one had left them. Forest had embraced his sadness tenderly, and he returned to the group the next day quite focused. “The modern world in which we live makes a meaningful life something one has to work for. The meaningless life of the sheep is easy, right up until the time of the slaughter.”
“Wow, that’s pretty dark.” Baltha was concerned about Ja. She moved to his side an put her arm around him. “Certainly the world is full of injustice and human rights violations. And war and famine and slavery and genocide……..never mind. Yes, there is darkness. But there is also Love Ja, never forget that.”
“Haile learned some truth, of that we can be sure.” Zeus was intrigued. The partnership he’d developed with Haile was strong, and he knew that the Androgene had been coding relentlessly before departing. “But no single entity holds the complete truth. We can only act on our conception of it.”
“But we must also remain open to the truths of others.” Alonso chimed in.
“There must be a commitment to determine some objective truths and have them prevail, a way to enable others to see them. Assuming there are some objective truths.”
“Are there?” Ina posed the question; she was best suited to call her brother to the task of answering his own inquiry.
Yes. Again, it wasn’t an audible answer, not something spoken by Alonso or anyone else in the room. It was an understanding.
“It is wrong for some species to be driven to extinction so that another can over populate.” Tante jumped right in. She figured since she was gaining popularity as the Auntie Christ, she might as well Mind Bomb it, play it for all it was worth. Attacking humanity was as good a place to start as any.
“It’s wrong for the vast majority of cultures on earth to be assimilated by the big White Machine.” Yanaha was pretty straightforward herself.
“It’s wrong for some to go hungry while others throw food away.” Piwi had munched down the dregs of the Yagé and threw the mental message out there to them in a series of yips and barks.
“It’s right to share with others, of every kind.” Yin decided it was time for a little shift in polarity.
“It’s right to help those who need it if you can.” Yang was right there with her.
“Do unto others as you’d have done to you.” Tante made a mad attempt at moderation.
“Love is always the right choice.” Another thing Ina was pretty sure she didn’t need to say out loud.
“And hate never is.” Tante never failed to surprise them.
“But the thing that Haile said about being sheepish; I totally get it. In the face of such gross social injustice and all that darkness, I feel like it’s my duty to society to speak up against these things!” The Anarchist was getting wound up.
“Civil disturbance! Defy unjust laws publicly and with gusto!” Tante fired up a big blunt. “The Crone invites the resistance and contempt of the Military Industrial Pharmaceutical Educational Sickcare Cabal, just as the cute guy from New York does! The old ones are about to get in your face, evil ones!”
“Tante, there are no evils ones, calm down.” Yanaha wanted to avoid any rumbles. Arnold was going to throw a fit if any more dishes got broken.
Tante’s silliness made Ja smile, and he continued at a slightly lower frequency, with less intensity.
“No, it’s true,” the big man said, “self rule is the only rule for the Anarchist, the Anarchist is no sheep.”
“But in order to be all you can be in your self rule, one must attain some degree of self-mastery.” Alonso was definitely one of the oldest and wisest of the group, particularly in the ways of the world. “The argument that I have always held against Anarchy is that too many people choose to be sheep. Too many lack self mastery and therefore real capacity for rational self rule. Many even lack interest in it. While I have no doubt that you, my friend, are no sheep and quite capable of self rule, I have seen too many others who want nothing more than to be told what to do.”
“Give me a benevolent philosopher queen.” Zeus sounded wistful.
“A MILF Matriarch.” Juno winked at him.
“Capitalism certainly isn’t the answer, and this thing they call democracy here is a joke.” Ja was thinking about it. “Capitalism is the epitome of Darwinian self interest at it’s worst, something we all now know very intimately is an invalid underlying premise for how life works. We’re cooperative organisms, the dog eat dog world we see around us is something that’s been invented to keep us enslaved. The puppet masters have us competing for things that we have no need for, while all those things we agreed were right aren’t happening and all those things we agree are wrong are. All capitalism has done is create incredible wealth disparity and environmental destruction.”
“What is wealth?” Baltha looked at Ja, gazed at him.
“The people of Bhutan have a much better grip than those of this culture. At least there they have a happiness index, something that looks at life in measure other than monetary ones.” Ja missed the land of his birth and hoped to return there soon. Baltha’s gaze unsettled him a bit.
“Still, it’s an index, a quantification, a construct. Not the real stuff of life.” Zeus was giving Juno a foot massage. “Each of us defines wealth differently I think. Juno’s left great toe is a treasure to me.”
“Happiness, flourishing, isn’t that one of those things we decided was good unto itself?” Baltha was smiling at Ja as she spoke, seemingly directly to him. His return smile held a bit of sadness.
“Yes, but I think that maybe Haile’s grand exit has awakened something in me. Maybe I’ve decided that there is a greater moral imperative in life, maybe some of the spiritual aspect of all this discussion we’ve been having has made its way into my worldview. Humanity has lost its soul, or it’s losing it. Haile’s soul is alive and well, it calls to me. I can feel it standing as some memic representation of what I can potentially be. Haile will have a hero’s epic, I can feel it.”
“Don’t overextend, it’s dangerous.” Now Arnold was jumping on the concerned about Ja bandwagon. “Living a super normal life puts super normal demands on a body. Sacrifices are a stark reality of that kind of life. Sure, Gandhi defeated the greatest military power in the world non-violently, but he got his butt kicked an awful lot along the way.”
Tante giggled. The look the others gave her stopped it pretty quickly.
“No, I feel like not speaking or acting against the machine is like abdication of responsibility, that it makes me complicit in the violence and oppression taking place on earth. I know the answer is non-violence. That kind of responsibility puts supernormal demands on a person!” He had it bad, for sure.
Another giggle from the Crone, this time audibly shushed by Yanaha.
“We live in a time of bad karma.” Yin.
“A time of alienation.” Yang.
“From each other and from Gaia.” Ina.
“We relinquish responsibility, reject truth, cause harm.” The sad truth was out, and Alonso spoke it gravely.
“I just so totally want to be supernormal!” Tante couldn’t contain herself. “I mean, for a long time I just wanted to be normal, and now I can see how abnormal normal is, so the idea of being supernormal is just super cool. I want to be cool, just like the Trumpeter.”
Zeus did a face palm. Juno gave him a head signal, indicating more interesting prospects than Tante’s latest brain fart in the next room.
“No, it’s true what Ja says.” Yanaha held a lot of sage wisdom herself. “The changes that need to happen are big. We have to redefine wealth, recognize the difference between wants and needs. We have to help the rest of humanity reconnect with the rest of life and Gaia. We need to get local, globally.”
“We need a major disturbance.” Tante said it very softly, almost to herself.
The End is Near