e1nh4nd3r (e1nh4nd3r) wrote in burning_man,


We are all born dislocated, amidst great electronic and audible distractions... but nothing keeps us in-line or away from the microdramas of the wounded; our inherent internal microcosms. But why?

Why are we seperate? Why are we disgusted with one another? Why can we not be one? Why can't we love unconditionally and remain righteously angry at the forces that distort life, destroy life, and f*ck-up life?

I can't tell you why, but I can tell you a few things in contrast to those forces. I can tell you stories of love, trust, lust, soft lies, and painful truths, if you're willing to listen.

I can tell you that I am no Ghandi, no Dalai Llama. I am not a Miles Davis, a John Coltrane, or a Buddy Holly. I am not a liberal or a conservative, not a Democrat or a Republican, not a believer or a sinner.

What I am is human. Just like the rest of you. Beatiful, ugly, terrible, wonderful, digusting, interesting; but human all the same.

We're all in this together, but we're still seperate. Distanced by the implants, the prejudices, and preconceived notions that we all carry. We won't walk across the street to meet the new neighbor, but we'll post stories to our journals detailing every slight however insignificant or unintentional. We'll rant and rave regarding all of repulsive, repugnant recalcitrance that we encounter daily, but we will not repudiate our own revolting "revelations", only revel in them.

What lust will not cure, "love" will whitewash... at least long enough for us to paint a temporary smile over it until the next recollection of misery crosses our path. Regailing tales of terrible tall-stories do us no more justice than delivering terminal truths to two-faced tyrannical titans; put simply, lies and the lying liars that lie to themselves.

What a cruel irony that the ones that we hurt the most, act as one-way mirrors returning that pain back to us. What choices do we have? We have the choice to make that blackened, ugly, profane and perverse mirror into one that reflects what we truly are. We all have the choice to see the truth.

And the truth is: we're all one. We're all the same. We all bleed, we all cry, we all smile, we all lie, we all breathe, we all die... and we all love in our own twisted fashions and modes.

We may not be Miles Davis, John Coltrane, or Buddy Holly: but we can all be creative.
We may not be Ghandi or the Dalai Llama: but we can all love and be loved.
We may not be liberal or conservative, Republican or Democrat: but we can all embody change.
We may not be believers OR sinners: but we can be One.

Be the Miles Davis or John Coltrane. Build, write, create, speak, dance, express your emotions.
Be the Dalai Llama or Ghandi. Love, learn, understand, contemplate, criticize, strive to be one.
Be the dissenting liberal or conservative. Discuss, disagree, debate, deliberate, reason, be the change you want to see.
Be the sinner or the believer. Accept, affirm, consider, posit, postulate, trust, the Others in your life.

But whatever you do, don't take me at my word. Don't accept everything you hear. Put yourself in a state of vulnerable open-mindedness, chatoic and confused, to inform yourself. Think for yourself. Question authority.

Question the answers your parents gave you, your teachers gave you, your religious leaders gave you, that anyone has ever given you. But realize that all of us are doing the same.

And try not to bump your head on the way out the door.

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