Hologram Thoughts

I had a dream last night that made me write this:

I see a future where the roads are self-healing
where the roads are a giant solar collecting grid spanning cities, states and nations
where every house is connected to the grid for free

I see a future that has cured disease with compassion and nature
where your doctor is worried about your health, not about your insurance
where the hospitals are places we meditate and pray, show kindness and love

I can see a future where no wars are fought over land, or food, or things
where nations have welcome centers, not detention centers
where borders are on maps, not fences or walls

I see a future where forests are treated like beings
where children can play in the rain
where grandparents are treated like treasures

None of this will happen unless we realize that there is no real difference between people in your family and people across the world.  We are all suffering, we are all wanting the same thing for ourselves and our children; to be happy and safe, warm and dry, educated and heard.  We want to have enough food so that our children don’t go to bed hungry, so that we don’t have to decided which child eats and which one has to wait.

As long as nations are run by people who profit from war, as long as companies control food and energy and medicines, as long as we sit by and offer no alternative; nothing can change.

Why would a company develop a road that collects the energy from the sun and then delivers that for pennies to your door?  They won’t do that, no profit there.  Why would a company cure the sick and dying in your backyard or the African Sahara?  They won’t do that either, no money to make there. Cure cancer?  No way.  But, keep the cancer victim fighting his whole life, in and out of treatment, that is a good business plan.

I am no radical when it comes to politics, don’t misjudge my words.  We don’t need a revolution in American politics, but rather a revolution in our hearts and minds, all across the world.  If only we would act as if the man or woman we see was our son or daughter, our father or mother; how much better off would this world be?  Would we transcend these wars?  Would we feed the hungry and clothe the naked?  Would we send bread instead of bombs if we were using our hearts, filled with understanding and compassion, instead of greed and hate?

I hope that revolution comes soon.

I do not normally just offer links to other information sources, but this is so important I want everyone to read it and try to understand it. The world cannot continue in this fashion, we cannot allow our brothers and sisters, no matter if they live in another hemisphere, country, state or neighborhood, to die while we pay our farmers to destroy crops.

“If the government cannot lower the cost of living it simply has to leave. If the police and UN troops want to shoot at us, that’s OK, because in the end, if we are not killed by bullets, we’ll die of hunger.”
– A demonstrator in Port-au-Prince, Haiti

In the past few years I have opened my eyes to how this world operates, who operates and how 99.9% of us sit back while a very select few gain more at our expense. Make no mistake, they are people who revel in our suffering. Only by helping those around you can you attain happiness, not by collecting more money, or homes, or cars or whatever… Only by feeding the hungry, clothing the naked can we find an end to suffering.

Another piece of information in this article that should make you pay attention is this:

In addition, for several decades the World Bank and International Monetary Fund have refused to advance loans to poor countries unless they agree to “Structural Adjustment Programs” (SAP) that require the loan recipients to devalue their currencies, cut taxes, privatize utilities, and reduce or eliminate support programs for farmers.

So that explains it fairly bluntly: wealthy nations force those who are in need to subjugate themselves for the help they are receiving. Clearly, it is not the intent of the World Bank to lift the poorer nations out of poverty, but rather to enslave them.

Anyone remember this quote?

“Whatsoever you do to the least of my people, that you do unto me.” (Matthew 25:40)

For a nation that calls itself Christian, America is doing a woeful job. We are truly one people. There is no real distinction between you, me and the starving child in Haiti. None.

Food Crisis And The Failure Of The Capitalist Model is the article at CounterCulture.org.

I welcome your comments.

I was dreaming about tomorrow
Floating to the ground on a parachute of cellophane
Trees in my face as I try to put my feet down
Leonard Cohen singing in my head,
telling me about the war raging on.

I was dreaming about yesterday
Sitting in the sun at the kitchen table
Outside, the storm rained and thundered to the beat
Of the song that Death Cab was strumming

I was dreaming about forever
Daikini spun and danced to the music
I stood there, talking to my selves
Understanding what you meant,
Finally.