Showing posts with label wealth. Show all posts
Showing posts with label wealth. Show all posts

Friday, August 19, 2022

The Dissipation of Time


“Unfortunately, the clock is ticking, the hours are going by. The past increases, the future recedes. Possibilities decreasing, regrets mounting.” ― Haruki Murakami, Dance Dance Dance

Time never makes it easy on life - we always seem to lose more than we have gained. "If only we could turn the clock back..." is the common phrase - we would do things differently. We would pay attention in school and finish with good grades, then go to university and graduate and get a really well-paying job with all the benefits. We would become wealthy, maybe even famous. But no - the bubble is burst and we realize our predicament - we are losing time without making progress. We cannot stop it. Soon we will be measured for our final resting place. Will the time ever be on our side?


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Saturday, December 21, 2013

Occupy What Street?


Extracts From the Revolutionary Diaries, 2012:

Many seemingly intelligent and well-educated people seriously pondered over what the ‘Occupy Wall Street’ protest movement was all about, why did it not have a clearly defined agenda, aims and objectives, leaders and demands, plans and proposals. The perception amongst such people is that OWS lacked clarity and as such it failed to communicate anything. It was merely a singular moment of protest, an outburst of frustrated anger. The last headlines amongst the press explicity publish OWS’s obituary, the movement is dead, a failure, burnt out after two months of anger. All that is left, are some remark are a few hardcore Communists and Anarchist still intent on the destruction of Capitalism. OWS was seemingly declared dead.

Then this week another uprising in New York on the first anniversary of the movement. Hundreds gathered in New York’s financial district, chanting catchy mantras, the NYPD appeared to make arrests particularly amongst journalists and photographers. It seems that OWS is a sort of volcano that erupts when the pressure becomes too much.

Could a non-violent, world revolutionary movement like OWS be quite beyond definition?

We are all so used to well-packaged ideas, the carefully constructed concept that through a process has eliminated every possible or potential problem. Advertising has so successfully trained us in the finely wrought language of product communications that unless something fits within that mold we are unable to recognize it. The very essence of this language deals with profit and loss, because it is the language of Capitalism. Our society has developed a form of communication, which if successful makes someone wealthy. We see a chequer board of success or failure, a game in which there is only black and white and this principle is used not only in commerce, but also politics and economics and basic human relationships. We have streamlined ourselves to like or dislike, love or hate, buy or sell… without considering a third, almost imperceptable option.

What happens when a person begins to think immediately outside of this rigid dualistic vision? A process of thought begins in which potential is unlimited, there are no barriers or borders, no restrictions to adhere to. We could say there are no laws or a constitution, but that is not entirely correct… the constitution becomes a practical working communal relationship; a living and breathing dialog that changes and adapts to the circumstances. This is the essence of OWS; a very deep need to feel space and potential, and the creative desire for expression. The core issue is not with politics, not religion, the economy, unemployment, health or education… it is with divorce. We live today in a world that has become fractured, split between those with power and wealth, and those who to all intents and purposes have been cut out. Through an insanely anarchic but creative process the desire is to restore balance in this world.

Thus, the many attempts to define OWS as either successful or a failure are redundant. OWS defines itself as existing outside of those parameters, as a third way. The OWS movement has only just begun the process of awakening people’s consciouness to alternative modes of thought. The political and economic powers seek to solve the problems of the world through previously established rigid systems. OWS envisions a path or process of exploration, of invention and visionary thinking that promotes the possibility of opportunities. In this light, failure is merely another opportunity to try another unexplored avenue.

The most recent OWS campaign in association with other social groups has concentrated directly on an environmental cause. Fracking (or ‘hydraulic fracturing’) is a process of injecting a water, chemical and sand mixture through the earth’s geological layers to reach and extract deep deposits of oil and gas. It is a practice that endangers and pollutes our drinking water-supply, it has a negative impact on agricultural communities and also releases dangerous levels of methane gas which can cause explosions. ‘Global-Frackdown’ an organization associated with OWS has campaigned on world-wide basis for an end to this disruptive and dirty form of extraction, from South Africa to Bulgaria, France and the United States.

Even as I write today (25 September 2012) thousands of ‘Indignados’ protesters have descended upon the parliament in Madrid to voice their opinion of the dire state of the European (and related world) economy. Far from being obscure or irrelevant their manifesto is blatantly specific (an extract):

“We, ordinary people, are fed up to live with the consequences of a system conditioned by and forced to adapt itself to the markets, which is in every respect unbearable, and has led us to be victims of a large-scale scam that caused this crisis… This is ruining our lives, and those to blame are those who present themselves as an untouchable oligarchy… There is no way to hide the fact that we are living a gigantic social fraud, with governments systematically betraying us by doing exactly the opposite as promised in their electoral statements… We believe that the problem is of such a big size, and that the roots are so profound, that a solution will not be found in reforms of the actual political system. Therefore we demand: The dismissal of the entire government… the Supreme Court… the leadership of the state… and the beginning of a constitutional process in a transparent and democratic way… We are the overwhelming majority. We are the people. We are right. We will not tolerate this and we will not be walked all over. Occupy Congress — September 25.”

In conclusion, it is not perhaps that this world revolutionary movement is misunderstood, pointless or leaderless, but that the so called leaders of a failing democracy and world economy earnestly hope that they will simply dissapear by being ignored and painted as malcontents. In my view, few people in history have ever displayed such passion and commitment to establishing a renewed and effective form of government to replace one so obviously riddled by corruption, greed and deceit. Fortunately OWS, its associates and members have not and will not simply dissappear. In one form or another they continue to fight for rights that are gradually being eroded by failing financial systems.

All Rights Reserved / Copyright David John Drew 2013.

Friday, January 4, 2008

Pearly Prince: The Song of Crow


Pearly Prince: The Song of Crow, a poem by Lord Carville

Ever since I came across the spirit of a dead crow in one of my rambles in the countryside of my youth, the crow has been my totem animal and spiritual guide.

Who nicked the ruby gem of an Irish king?
Lone-Crow, who views the value not the price,
And pinched with snatch, hid beneath the darkened wing...
Who perched upon a dragons' nest yet thrice?
Subtle stealth of 'Crook-Claw': thefts his thing.
'Pick-a-Lock' of quick tricks, a well turned vice,
Virtue veiled, Master Villain of chance and gain.
Who guards the jewels and crown in Royal guise?
Good and bad to Mr. Crow are all the same,
Then shadow flies the crooked night with prize...
Hallowed booty bird of the Death Harvest Dame.

But...

Who loves Sir Jack, criminal with coal-hard eyes?
That petty-pecks at chaos, as if a silly game;
Pearly Lord, swift-trickster of diverse skies
He shuns good innocence and seeks Satan's flame
With a 'burial-caw' that duets the funerary cry!

And...

Where the hidden, twisted hoard of stolen gold...
Of ill-gotten wealth?
Perhaps,
Beneath the dream bed of Crow the Bold,

And...

With that I bid you good health.

All Rights Reserved & Copyright January 2008 David John Drew