2012: Destruction and Co-creation

Is it the end of the world or the beginning of everything?

It is true that change often begins with destruction but this is also a time for rebirth and recreation. Not so much a spiritual awakening, as a shift in consciousness from a society based on the individual, to a society based on collectivity.

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On how digital media are changing the world

I think of digital media as continuously evolving, tangible representations of society’s new neural patterns. Connections that foster unexpected interaction, collaboration, inspiration and joy. A new language we develop as we speak.

Skills that were once impossible for us to have as individuals are now increasingly available to us as a community: telepathy (SM), clairvoyance (Google), telekinesis (AR). Omnipresent omniscience. Just think of the worlds we’ll create.

There has never been a more exciting time to be alive.

 

Canto de lluvia

La lluvia llueve y es la misma de siempre: presencia rítmica que despierta en la sangre, una música perdida para el mundo que tiembla en lo más profundo de mi alma. Hay que aprender a escuchar cada golpe, cada embate de este monstruo que llamamos agua.

Este Universo fértil está lleno de voces, unidas para rezar versos cotidianos que hasta yo conozco. Voces que son mi eco y, al volver a hablar, soy eco suyo. No hay que entender, sino escuchar las voces del agua; saber que existe esta parte colectiva del alma. Y así, aunque no conozcas mi canción, aprendas a reconocerla y puedas decir “la ha cantado para mí”.

Entre dios y yo

No hay padres ni madres

no hay que hacer fila

ni pedir permiso

entre dios y yo

no hay ceremonias ni penitencias

entre dios y yo

no hay secretos ni pecados

solo espacio, solo silencio

solo amor infinito

contenidos en el corazón de la vida

abrazándonos

el retorno del rey

hoy
  cielo
amaneces de nuevo
en el horizonte de mis esperanzas

agradezco
el valor
y la sabiduría
que nos han sido entregados,

la voluntad
y la presencia de alma
para soportar el viaje

para recorrer otros caminos
para escapar de nuevo juntos
descubrir paisajes insólitos

dejar atras las huellas de la batalla

recuperar el reino perdido
o reconstruirlo
sobre más sólidos cimientos

Que nuestro deseo se cobije
en tierras generosas y apacibles

que guardemos las promesas restauradas

que mi valor
y mi sangre
sean vertidos en la lucha por ganar tu corazón

a cambio, ofrezco mi vida y mi alma entera

mi promesa por la tuya

mi corazón

Strangers on a train

“Two strangers, one rich, one poor, were traveling
together. One took an immediate dislike to the other, and verbally
abused him for the entire trip. When they arrived at their mutual
destination, both made their way separately to the same synagogue,
where the abusive man was mortified to find that the poor person he
had insulted on the road was a guest rabbi. After the service, the
man approached the rabbi and begged forgiveness. The rabbi refused.
‘But rabbi,’ said the man, ‘Aren’t we required to forgive?’ The
rabbi replied, ‘Yes, but I am not the man you insulted. Go
apologize to a poor man on a train.'”

On types of energy

We chose the dark energy of oil because we’re addicted to drama. We had the clean, golden energy of the sun for free but chose to feed on blood.

Isn’t it time we all went vegetarian?