We are not unarmed. We carry each other. And we are not done.
I’ve been thinking a lot about the broken amongst us. For those watching and what they’ve been watching. For the ones who still carry a sacred ember beneath the ash of our incinerated systems. Who can still feel and who can recognise redlines. Who can feel others’ pain and who can feel the pain of a world that does not care and that turns away from or condones, justifies, calls for, spiritualises, celebrates and profits from mass violence upon the Earth and humanity.
WHERE WE ARE RIGHT NOW
We are in a place where faith in humanity is lost and globally admitted as such by people who are despairing. And where existing beliefs in God or an Intelligence or Order in the Universe have been greatly tested, fallen short or are in need of drastic transformation to meet what has surfaced and that now needs to be seen, held, digested, metabolised and transformed in entirely new ways if ever we are to evolve from the cycle of violence these many millennia.
It’s a flat-lining of sorts experienced by those among us who have abandoned narratives, sacred cows and isms of all kinds, and who have been ripped apart and come undone by the inhumanity and cruelty of systems, leaders, communities and relationships they once gave their lives, hearts and energy to ….and that can no longer be stomached. Those ones may open their mouths to speak, but our Hearts instead decode atrocity and the forever war-machine that is supposed to be good for us and that will ensure everlasting peace on the millions of corpses of others too dehumanised and unworthy to rate a mention.
Orwell said it best in his book, 1984:
‘War Is Peace. Freedom Is Slavery. Ignorance Is Strength.’
Anything to keep the current, pathological structure in place, and here we are, living it.
We are living through the global unveiling of the Shadow: that ancient, predatory force that feeds on disconnection, desecrates innocence and destroys life under the banners of security, order and progress.
It may come in different forms, but it is the same pattern and reflects the war on life itself.
We have walked away from temples and tactics, from spiritual seduction and bypassing and political games, from light that refused to even name genocide, ecocide or fascism, or dignify and honour the Earth, its human beings and its species suffering from these. From belief systems and leaders who tell us to look away from the wreckage whilst life as we know it is burned, buried, drowned, starved, erased or violated in any number of ways and for truly demonic, outrageous but always profitable reasons.
As if turning away is ‘wisdom’ or being ‘awake’.
This is not a string of unrelated horrors. It is a coordinated system of power built on deception, exploitation and spiritual amnesia that tears families apart at borders, criminalises the vulnerable, bombs the future and calls it peace.
So this place where we are is not one of humanity’s triumph, except for the triumph of the human spirit enduring in the aftermath of violation, hypocrisy and the false light that brings us to our knees in hopelessness and shock. A place not with illusions and comfort intact, but with everything false laid bare. When we see the illness within the Human Heart and that shows us that whilst we have advanced in many ways, in others, we are the same and for the same reasons shown and outlined by many before us, Hannah Arendt among them, and many now.
It’s a devastating, Soul-reckoning place hovering in the liminal zone ~ at the trembling, apocalyptic edge of the 'ring-pass-not' ~ where all seems lost and reality is inverted. Genocidaires and killers are elevated, given standing ovations and nominated by genocidaires and killers for the Nobel Peace Prize.
This is how the Shadow operates: not only through brutality, but through inversion. Where the guilty cry victim, and truth is buried beneath a flood of noise.
It’s the stage in the movie where all seems lost, Empire is ascendant and on the upswing in full cruelty and flagrant supremacy, enabled by its sycophants, cowards and shameless propagandists, and those upholding life, human rights and law are banned, gaslit, jailed, punished, attacked, censored, blamed…. And the majority remain silent, or are silenced.
We’ve been here before, knowing it takes a village of enablers to get to this devastating, anti-human, anti-Life place.
A place where all falls short to explain or fully express the vast chasm of grinning cruelty that has opened up. Where bandaids and cotton candy advice to ‘rest’ or ‘find the joy’ are desperately and ridiculously being offered as salves and solutions in the face of mass atrocity and horror.
A time when the Gates of Hell have opened up, the Earth collapses into wasteland and monsters rule, freely roaming, like the orcs of Mordor, unleashed upon the people, driven by hate, wrecking the world for their dark master: pillaging, devouring light, burning and burying the living, trampling hope, and mutilating and slaughtering all that is good and true.
In other words, we are witnessing, living and participating in the collective miasma and manifestation of all of humanity’s accumulated, unprocessed shadows and psychopathy, along with the myriad things we do to protect those shadows, ourselves, our identities, our lives, our incomes, followers, belief systems and ways of being.
We are the ones pierced through our Hearts by what we are witnessing in the form of genocide, ecocide, fascism, AI surveillance and control, climate catastrophes, vulture-disaster capitalism and their economies of genocide, killing for mere political gain, Manifest Destiny or because God said so.
From transnational child trafficking rings to Gaza’s charred playgrounds, from ICE detention centers to limitless bombing in the Middle East and elsewhere: the same hand and dominator paradigm moves through it all. Every time justice nears, war or the like is summoned. Every time truth breathes, chaos is unleashed.
These of the kinds of places where moral confusion, moral affronts and moral injuries bear down on us, swirling in mass gaslighting, lawlessness, exceptionalism, racism, and killers and war-profiteers standing and gesticulating in pools of
children’s blood and decapitated heads, insulting and attacking the body of humanity and the body politic.
Where all the mechanisms of the false peace or idealized light and love exist only in bubbles of privilege and escapism. For now.
You’ve seen too much. You feel too much, and you’re seeing through the mechanisms and the platitudes, and those who are considered the guardians of love, light, law, morality and civility have shown otherwise…. Calling all in Emperor’s clothes onto the carpet and into question if we want to progress beyond polycrisis and mass murder.
A chapter of the billions of dollars spent to weaponise against truth, and threatening and sanctioning those who dare to speak it. A time in which human beings, dehumanised by collective pathology and righteous distortion, are proudly and loudly considered vermin, scum and human animals to be eradicated from the face of the Earth. Where the cry of the Feminine Principle of Life ~ of the Earth, of our relationality, of all species and humanity itself in the Web of Life ~ howls and permeates everything, echoing across land, water, air and into the far reaches of the Cosmos and into our bones, blood and DNA.
The rape of Her. The desecration of Her.
WHO THIS IS FOR:
Those that feel this, that walk and own this …. that can feel and sense they are breathing in the pulverised and powdered remnants of children burned alive in Gaza …. they’re not necessarily the loudest people. They may be, but they’re not necessarily celebrities or influencers, and they're certainly not minding their words for their followers and bank accounts. Not choosing fear, self-interest and self-preservation.
They are real. The real ones. The bravest ones. They are the wounded ones, the dissidents, the warriors, the silenced and collapsed ones, the devastated. They have seen, spoken, resisted, survived.
- The Burned and Betrayed
They are the ones whose suffering is laughed at in IDF TikTok videos, or who are called unspeakable names and are left for dead by a world and childkillers that consider nothing sacred.
They are the ones who’ve pleaded for help, who have lost everything and are still alive. The initiates of despair and crushing dehumanisation and legislated invisibility, who are looking for voices and people fully here and alive, and that don’t lie, don’t cover up, don’t turn away, don’t steal. They watched the world turn away whilst their families were
erased or children burned or buried alive. They watched the US vetoes in the UN. They watch as their killers are given full impunity. They watch as their children starve to death due to a crippling, illegal blockade on food and water.
They are lovers and warriors in shock, not even in recovery, who say: “If he/ she survived that, maybe I can too. Yes, maybe, God willing, there is life after this. Maybe there is ground beneath me and a seed I or my children can plant and will grow. Maybe I am not alone. Maybe we are not abandoned."
And then there’s those who have been called crazy, delusional, mentally ill, ignored, traitorous. They’ve courageously spoken up, toiled in desperation, despair, maybe unheard and invisible except for the Web of Life that records all.
They’ve survived spiritual communities where sedation, inaction, manipulation and betrayal are cloaked in righteousness, love and light and even wisdom by their leaders. The “good leaders” who could not answer the call thus far, that could not cross the threshold …. and thus revealed their shadows, limitations and self-interest, and crushed and dismantled the hearts, moral clarity and GPSs of their followers.
They’ve watched leaders and communities speak from a zone of interest world, proudly tone-deaf to the world, rendering the Earth and others irrelevant, ‘unawakened’ or karmically slated to burn alive as part of their purpose in the ‘old Timeline’... and with which we must not interfere. Turn away: let them burn.
Living in a bubble, laundering and doing the work of Empire, creating not a single ripple in the putrid lake and cold machinery of Empire. An Empire that plans and checks the spreadsheets for, creates and delights in others’ suffering, dehumanisation, mutilation of truth and moral clarity, humiliation and dis-memberment in what has become a global psyops campaign of sedation and numbness, in a worldwide assault on all that is beautiful and sacred.
Here are the broken, the betrayed and the fallen who are beyond the promises, platitudes and social media posts about a watered-down Martin Luther King or Thich Nhat Hanh, this or that political party and Pleiadians bathing the planet in Light.
Powerful and broken, scared and scarred yet sovereign, burned yet burning, they are unflinching in their grief and rage, and capacity to be with grief and rage …. Brought low, transformed and utterly alive in this experience of life on Earth.
So much is ringing hollow now, with more to go still, filled with cognitive dissonance, and swallowed up and rendered irrelevant by the reality rising of worldwide genocide, worldwide polycrisis.
- The Disillusioned Idealists
These are the wounded in battle, the disillusioned and the ones who have walked away, but not yet healed.
They may be isolated strategists and disenchanted, heartbroken idealists who felt they have had to walk away to preserve their integrity and sanity… and in doing so, also lost their sense of belonging and beliefs with which
they had previously been associated and felt safe within. They bravely cut themselves adrift, or were ousted.
They're smart. They see through propaganda and gaslighting, but they long for a new way to belong and to engage the world in a way that doesn’t cost them their Soul or a pound of flesh for truth.
These are the ones still carrying psychic scars from activism, from spiritual circles, from relationships … and wondering: “Was any of it real? How could all this now be so meaningless, empty? What is the meaning of 'Awakened' now?"
They’ve all died more than once in this nightmare, and they’ve known the void, the betrayal and the collapse.
And they are people who are reckoning with their own mistakes, with the harm they may have intentionally or inadvertently caused, and who are searching for redemption, community and depth.
No one wants the bypass: they want truth. They want polycrisis named, and the red lines of 'never again' named and adhered to so that they can still choose Life. Still choose Love.
- The Warrior-Witnesses
They are those who have seen too much to stay asleep, but that may not have fully engaged as yet. They watch, weep, bear witness and hold the line of reality in quiet, vital ways, even if they don't yet have a clear pathway to act. They may not be on the frontlines, but their eyes are open.
They often feel isolated, broken, uncertain, and yet they are allies because they, too, are dangerous to Empire because they are seeing it all, not turning away and they are not sedated.
None of these look away from pain. They don’t devalue it or sanitise it. They don’t justify, pretend it away or spiritualise it.
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All of these are allies and soul kin, intimate with a scorched earth, incinerated laws and killer leaders. They are not
clapping. They breathe in the silence, the deafening, soul-destroying silence, and watch from their own pain, as delivered by humanity.
They are witnesses of an almost-unspeakable horror, saying, "What have we done? What are we doing? What the hell is going on? How do we change this? If this does not stop, where will it lead us?"
TO ALL OF US ON THE SCORCHED GROUND:
To all of us, I say:
I see where you’ve been laid low. No more false light and bloodless, transcendent hope. We have a seed and a knowing. A feeling and a vision. We are together in the immanence. We don’t need to rise all at once, all the time. We breathe into this moment, we form our communiques and assemblies ….and we know we are not alone.
The sacred is not gone despite vicious and relentless acts,and disgusting ‘wins’. Actually, it is much more revealed now, camouflaged as it was beneath the veneer of so-called civility, spirituality and morality. No, now it’s more raw. And it lives here within you, within me and we are doing this from the ground up…. to remake human civilisation and consciousness from deep within the interconnected Web of Life.
Our safety nets are in each other and what we feel and see.
We are each other’s saviours, and we are the saviours ourselves, but needing no saviours whatsoever. That time is finished. And in any case, let's face it: humanity kills its saviours.
We know there’s no spiritual or societal gloss that can drown out the screams or mask the smell of blood, and that’s a good thing. It’s important to have zero confidence in what has been thus far revealed, through entangled systems of co-atrocity and mass disconnection from reality and the consequences of that dehumanising disconnection.
We are at the planetary Ring-Pass-Not. All false paths have collapsed, or are collapsing. What’s left is what’s true, and what we’re willing to take responsibility for. It cannot be crossed by affirmation or light alone. We must face what we’ve collectively created before we access visions of what might be, and only by living the consequences and consciously choosing differently.
It’s not about this or that leader, but a deep, conscious listening and validating of our humanity. A trans-pollinated, horizontal listening amongst seemingly disparate human beings who don’t seem to fit just yet in the movement of movements …. But they are bound together by companionship, a remembrance and right of return of what has
been lost and who want to regain it, claim it, powerfully work with it in the immediate and for the long-term view.
We are the ones standing in the place of having lost the inessential and the essential, stripped bare, and who continue to rise when all seems lost, as has always happened throughout the human journey. The ground is scorched, it is a wasteland, but it is still ground, so we walk into the unknown. We have our dreams, we have each other and we have the power in the numbers. We are the Grail, and because of us, not all is lost, and what has been lost shall be regained.
We are not unarmed: we carry truth and each other. We do not forget what we have seen and we have felt. We are not silent and will never be silent.
We are not rising in the image of all that has failed us and that no longer serves: we are remembering the sacred and we are building something else from below, from the grassroots. Together, in this reality and for real, where we meet again and again.
We remember, we gather, we fight, defend, cry, scream, plant and we begin …. always.
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