"When in the course of human events, the tide turns, it turns
for the individual, not the group. It turns in favor of the creative
force, which is present in every human, not in the collective." (The Magician Awakes, Jon Rappoport)
I recommend this: write a long detailed piece on what the future will look like 10,000 years from now.
No one-liners. No quick hitters. No summaries.
10,000 years is a sufficiently long period for many changes and
revolutions to occur. What may look like "the defeat of human
civilization," if that is an element of your scenario, would only
embrace a relatively short span. What comes after that? And after
<em>that</em>?
I refuse to accept the proposition that current trends imply a permanent end to human life on the planet.
I have always been exceedingly optimistic about the human race, not as a
species, not as a group, but as individuals, after all is said and
done.
No matter what befalls us, somewhere along the line, no matter how long
it takes, the individual will re-emerge as the primary force---because,
at the core, the individual is creative. He is not merely a parrot
responding to his own conditioning.
When I encounter dire predictions about human fate, I view them in terms
of the next few decades, or the next hundred years or so. They are
short-term. Fear is not the proper response---because time is long,
very long.
So-called futurists are focused on the relatively short run, in part
because their careers demand it. No one wants to fund a study on what
the world will look like 10 or 20 thousand years from now.
Take the vaunted "Singularity" speculation, for example: human brains
hooked up to a super-computer, downloading "the very best and truest
information" applicable to any situation or problem. As shot through
with holes as this hypothesis is, suppose it comes true, on a
planet-wide basis. How long do you suppose the implementation would
last, before massive rebellion occurs? Fifty years? A hundred? The
mere blink of an eye.
I see no form of slavery, or even biological damage, as irreversible.
Somewhere along the line, the human being would be restored. Contrary
to guilt-and-blame doctrines, the human is made of towering potential.
Nothing in his composition precludes a grand awakening to what he can
imagine, do, create, invent.
And that is the whole point. That is what separates us from our beloved
pets and the wild creatures that roam the forests. We are not, as the
grim (or "loving") Gaia devotees tell us, one facet of all-inclusive
Nature. This is a current fad. Our experience and history on this
world should disabuse us of the politically correct Gaian hypothesis.
And another thing. Because some individuals have chosen to wreak havoc,
there is no reason to indict all of us on that basis, or paint us as a
"species" whose urges will doom us forever.
No individual equals another individual. That underlying "equality" assumption, a heinous piece of philosophical propaganda, is false.
Each one of us is different, unique. There is no predicting how an individual will turn out, given enough time.
And time we have. Endless amounts of it. Like it or not.
Which is not an excuse to do nothing. Far from it. The here and now
are vital, and how we act to change and revolutionize the current state
of affairs means a great deal. But it is fatuous to believe there is a
deadline beyond which nothing matters.
Deadlines are for provincial religionists and naysayers who actually
want an end, look forward to an end, and believe they need an end to
human existence.
Fearful as they may pretend to be, they delight in the idea that a
curtain will fall and mark the finale of the human drama. They have
blotted out so much of what they are, this is all they are left with;
this perverse dream.
Let them have it. It's another blink of the eye of time.
I look forward, and I see the dawn of the Age of the Artist. Against
all odds, he will rise up with a power that cannot be defeated. He will
make new worlds. Many, many such artists will give birth to a
multiverse, open and vital; not one utopia, not one heaven.
Any one configuration can be overthrown, but when thousands or millions
of creators launch, on Earth, their deepest desires, side by side, not
as a cooperative enterprise, but as distinct works of art, with the
capacity to install Reality, as real as real can possibly be, then we
have a new kind of world.
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