Terror and the Airplane
Every cell of the human body screams hysterically when it is thrust into a tube and sent up into the air at 500 mph with a surfeit of tense, anxious, squirming homosapiens, under extreme pressure, and packed into square inches, only to reach the destination in the wrong time zone. The body is suitably terrorized. But the reason I stopped flying in airplanes 25 years ago was because of the humiliation I received at the hand of the airline industry. I will not tolerate it. A bus station has more dignity. And I won't pass through X-raying surveillance to journey anywhere. I haven't boarded a plane since. The entire world is in bondage to the airplane. It's already terrifying to the real body no matter how much people pretend otherwise. This is the perfect place to play the terrorist game. Captured above the earth with the innate subservience and obedience to authority of the human being, the hijackasses, not to mention the governments that hire or fabricate them, have a lot to work with. In their hurry to get wherever, the citizens of the world are flying right into their arms. The thing that amazes me is that people actually pay for this.
posted by jm at 2:00 AM
11 Comments:
love these drawings! thanks for sharing, it is like the essence is still around isn't it?
Paying to be abused it's the American way.
opps, boobooed that was me tseka
Tseka. This has been wild and so much fun. My work table is covered with crayons and colored pens, and I feel like a kid again. I have nothing to lose with drawing, since I am not invested in it and certainly not an expert. What a relief. so I do it for the pure joy. I'd like to approach my whole life this way. With as much innocence as I can recapture.
I once read a definition of genius I loved:
A genius is one who exposes the folly of his time.
And I love yours:
Paying to be abused it's the American way.
Yep, life of a free soul, once we let go, life caressses us, improves us beyond anything we can do for ourself. It's a wild ride, the letting go is the hardest part....( i still cling tooooo much)
i remember sharing this with you on AW the desire we both had to learn lessons from joy as much as possible. Why do our biggest life lessons have to come from pain we asked.
i like it jm, and it's getting easier...and more fun!
do you have a digicam so we can see you zen garden? or write us about it. This is a very great thing. Cartoons and zen gardens, just about right balance.
My dear, tseka. I can't believe you. I just got the huge urge last week to get a digital camera. Now I know I was right. You got it!
I don't know what it is, tseka, that makes people seem to trust pain more. I don't see the difference. Learning comes in every single experience.
So many say that life is suffering, we are doomed, man is inherently bad, and all these things, but I say that is exactly half of it.
I really want to know why pain is elevated. Why people don't leap for joy when they can in between the episodes of pain.
I think letting go is the best sensation. Others seem to think acquisition is what we live for. I think maybe it's elimination...releasing all that's stored up inside us. Mostly our creativity.
I don't know what it is, tseka, that makes people seem to trust pain more. I don't see the difference. Learning comes in every single experience.
Don't know either but have seen people stay in the most godawful situations more because they were afraid to move away from the familiar. I'm beginning to seriously suspect some of us are hardwired differently. In a way that allows us to actually learn from our mistakes with the minimum of pain, and, occasionally, tah dah, even from the experience of others!!! :-) Letting go of the fear of something different can be key.
Perhaps because fear is familiar and love is not. Nothing is certain except death and taxes, so the saying goes. It's easier to worry about the plane crashing than to imagine it landing safely.
In one of my rambling knowledge-seeking excursions, I ran across a story about crabs that are caught in underwater traps for harvesting and sale. These traps are sunken, somehow, so that crabs wander over them and fall into the trapdoor. Whenever one crab climbs atop others to try to escape the way it fell in, the rest swarm at it and pull it down to prevent it from escaping.
I view it as an analogy to the striving of the human being for growth and improvement. Others deride the individual seeking to improve their lot, and attempt to pull it down to their own level rather than be left behind or 'shown up' for being a failure to escape undesirable circumstances.
I view it as an analogy to the striving of the human being for growth and improvement. Others deride the individual seeking to improve their lot, and attempt to pull it down to their own level rather than be left behind or 'shown up' for being a failure to escape undesirable circumstances.
Humans can be very very cruel to any hint of "difference" as you well know . . . I do not view blending into my surroundings as anything but protective coloration, such as animals & insects have. We can't do much good dead as harsh as that sounds.
Humans can be very very cruel to any hint of "difference" as you well know
This is one of my favorite subjects. They say they admire individuality and invite this but as soon as you join the group it is squelched. I wonder what it is about the survival of the group that makes it seek uniformity. It's amazing how we sabotage the genuine expression of self.
People seem to think their own way is threatened by someone else's uniqueness. But this is all wrong. It makes it more potent.
Others deride the individual seeking to improve their lot, and attempt to pull it down to their own level rather than be left behind or 'shown up' for being a failure to escape undesirable circumstances.
I've been thinking about this deeply and I am rethinking my approach to the collective. I think I've been making the big mistake of trying to improve the overall. This says it so well. Maybe the best thing is to stick entirely to my own improvement and let things fall where they will.
That really is a great analogy joe. I see so much of that in this current situation. All the fear in the forums and when someone expresses optimism and the chance for escape and elevation they are attacked mercilessly. I guess they don't trust goodness fearing it will be yanked from them.
Is it fear of their lack of courage that causes them to verify their doomed fate with one another? Does that validate the imprisonment fearing they really can't escape? Envy of the brave one and exposure of their weakness?
Very very interesting.
When does the point come when one MUST get free?
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