Interestingly, the word “plastic” came out without any thought, a couple of times.
I wondered why?
Plastic is dead. It’s hard and unyielding until melted, and then formed into something entirely different and equally unyielding with no memory whatever of what it was before
That answer came as I contemplated. I feel a sense of.. guilt, or shame. That I should receive such information which is ostensibly about other people… I empathically place myself as the one to whom the information pertains. I feel disorientation, clinging, fear, a hard, unyeilding need to control. Pain.
I am reminded of my Pluto so boldly above the horizon in Scorpio. Doesn’t that sting hurt.
And stillness. As my meditation deepens; I am one who is aware of the experience..
Of judging something as plastic
Of seeing the spells cast
Of pitying those who are empty and blind
Of recognizing dead language
I pause on the last one. Something stirs. A passion. A love, deep and joyous. It rises like a blossoming rose in my heart. Do we really wish to dishonor the native spirit by saying that they are victims? That their legacy is dead? That they were destroyed by mere physical presence of another race? What pride and vanity!
And, of course, the dialectic is clear; it is a spell cast to control a narrative. To disempower what a feeling human being experiences in a living relationship to the native spirit. To cast fear and doubt, guilt and shame over anyone who might pursue such a direct experience. If the spell is believed, it works.
The native spirit is not limited by race. It’s not limited by any such physical matters as what the spellcasters would have us believe is the crux of the manufactured problem. There is no problem. The native spirit is not a victim of any crude material effort. The native spirit is not able to be destroyed by these means- it remains, unaffected; strong, persistent, quietly inviting.
The native peoples were students and children of it- but no longer. Each human being may allow the spirit to be dispelled from their awareness, and thereby for them, the spirit is as dead. The spirit itself is again, utterly unconcerned. Any human being may choose to follow the spirit, or not.
Ironically, it is the materialist spell of race, status, victim and victimizer, that is the force which kills in each human being that living spirit. So that each human being may not directly experience spiritual livingness for themselves. As long as humans choose atheism; they choose to kill the spirit for themselves and to make themselves utterly helpless and susceptible to this sorcery. Always with a conscious denial that spirit, God, or anything spiritual exists in the first place; they are defenseless, helpless, and even inviting to the mind control. They willingly believe everything is related to crude materials terms, and cement the spell themselves.
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