So this annoying banner kept shouting in my face, from my computer screen. It’s our Navy, telling me to “accelerate my life.” Now, as I approach this suggestion in a RAW(Robert Anton Wilson, Prometheus Rising) kinda way, it starts to make sense in a crappy, your-leaders-don’t-give-a-shit-about-you-or-your parents kinda way. In other words:
“You can go from being 1st circuit and 2nd circuit(basic instincts, survival, etc) dominated to being a RATIONAL(the acceleration stage, Freud on steroids) human being!” Drill seargents and every officer higher than this new RATIONAL(3rd circuit) human being all the way up to the president(commander in chief), represent the 4th circuit brake on the new rational self you’ve been transformed into, they are the moral-socio-sexual order makers(sit down, stand up, no fun, etc). But even they are dominated by members of the 5th circuit, beings of supreme intelligence, possibly human. This pyramid continues upwards, while those protected and shepherded by newly 3rd circuit utilizing policeman and soldiers are still running circles on the first two circuits, worrying about whether or not they fit into the “tribe”, and assuming the roles of those controlling them.
The ideals of the 4th circuit masters are relayed to the masses by way of mass media(dabbling into the 5th circuit), who puts the spin on what’s happening based on the psychology of YOU. This constitutes the average American’s life, excluding people who think for themselves, musicians, artists, poets, gangsters, and “crazy” people.
More than one-third of the guys in my high school graduating class joined some branch of the armed forces, many more joined later I’m sure, and many were influenced by the insidious recruiters that came to campus and commended us on our ability to do pull-ups and push-ups. I couldn’t do more than three pull-ups at the time, so I wasn’t really a hot commodity, but the football players were. My best friend from eighth grade, Gabriel, is the most honest and sincerely kind person that you will ever meet in your life. We used to play Grand Theft Auto and other games where you shoot characters on the screen. Gabriel is now a sniper in the Marine Corps. I support my friends 100%, and I commend their bravery with all my heart, but I do not support the men in charge of sending them to Iraq. This puts me in an extremely uncomfortable situation.
Let us not be Anti-Bush, or Proud To Be A Conscientious Objector, or whatever it is people like to stick on the bumpers of their Volvo's, however;
“You can go from being 1st circuit and 2nd circuit(basic instincts, survival, etc) dominated to being a RATIONAL(the acceleration stage, Freud on steroids) human being!” Drill seargents and every officer higher than this new RATIONAL(3rd circuit) human being all the way up to the president(commander in chief), represent the 4th circuit brake on the new rational self you’ve been transformed into, they are the moral-socio-sexual order makers(sit down, stand up, no fun, etc). But even they are dominated by members of the 5th circuit, beings of supreme intelligence, possibly human. This pyramid continues upwards, while those protected and shepherded by newly 3rd circuit utilizing policeman and soldiers are still running circles on the first two circuits, worrying about whether or not they fit into the “tribe”, and assuming the roles of those controlling them.
The ideals of the 4th circuit masters are relayed to the masses by way of mass media(dabbling into the 5th circuit), who puts the spin on what’s happening based on the psychology of YOU. This constitutes the average American’s life, excluding people who think for themselves, musicians, artists, poets, gangsters, and “crazy” people.
More than one-third of the guys in my high school graduating class joined some branch of the armed forces, many more joined later I’m sure, and many were influenced by the insidious recruiters that came to campus and commended us on our ability to do pull-ups and push-ups. I couldn’t do more than three pull-ups at the time, so I wasn’t really a hot commodity, but the football players were. My best friend from eighth grade, Gabriel, is the most honest and sincerely kind person that you will ever meet in your life. We used to play Grand Theft Auto and other games where you shoot characters on the screen. Gabriel is now a sniper in the Marine Corps. I support my friends 100%, and I commend their bravery with all my heart, but I do not support the men in charge of sending them to Iraq. This puts me in an extremely uncomfortable situation.
Let us not be Anti-Bush, or Proud To Be A Conscientious Objector, or whatever it is people like to stick on the bumpers of their Volvo's, however;
Let us realize that the leaders of this country are using our friends and family to fight their wars, instead of letting us have them back so that we can fight ours.
Yes, the world is an unstable place, and yes, WE DO need to fight our own battles.
Yes, there is war and fighting and poverty and death and sickness in many parts of the world, including our own country. If you don’t believe me than get off the couch and walk around your local city for a day.
Let us transcend our current mentality, this self reflecting coffin of anger and bewilderment, by discovering ourselves, and begin the work that humankind began long ago.
Yes, there is war and fighting and poverty and death and sickness in many parts of the world, including our own country. If you don’t believe me than get off the couch and walk around your local city for a day.
Let us transcend our current mentality, this self reflecting coffin of anger and bewilderment, by discovering ourselves, and begin the work that humankind began long ago.
Let us create Heaven out of Earth.
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