Searching for the 100th Monkey
I’ve had several battles to rid my life of monsters that I deem unworthy or monsters who were phantom masters pulling my strings. For a long time I bought into things, bought the right things, and followed right along getting in line like a good sheep. Lined up and freely offered veins for the vampires. The monsters kept me in the fence even though my mind was a rebel. This was done in trade for some sense of security. Some sense of you scratch my back I’ll scratch yours. A lot of times your back doesn’t get scratched. On those days you look for a gap in the fence, as the grass is greener. When you do crossover the fence under a flag of peace or surrender you come to see the same monster with a line of the willing, waiting. Go ahead, get in line. Top down control is working great so far. Right?
Call me a paranoid, call me a rebel, call me whatever. I recently caught a documentary about a guy named Michael Ruppert. In it he talks about the topic of peak oil. He talks about the link of that oil to nearly facet of everything we do today. He then goes into what happens after the peak. There’s a lot of charts and talk on prices but the root is that the current system is not sustainable. It will fail simply due to the fact that the fuel is finite. I’m no math wiz but I can see when it costs more to get your energy you have a problem. All that aside he made some great points on when it happens, what needs to happen to make sure “we” are ok. He put great emphasis on community on local resources. This is lacking in our globalized economy. His example was Cuba. Yes, Communist. Yes, poor. Starving, no. They don’t have big agri, they are encouraged to grow food on the rooftops. The globalized tiers ensure the top a stream of resources, remember those vampires? His other observation was that of the Titanic. On the sinking ship are 3 types of people. The panic freaks who are useless in a crisis, the ones who will build a lifeboat if you show them how, and the ones who go sit in the bar because it’s the fucking Titanic and it was unsinkable. Which group are you in? Seek out the lifeboat builders in your life.
Finally we get to the monkeys. He told a tale of some nuked islands back in the day. Scientists wanted to repopulate the wildlife and do their studies. They chose monkeys for this. In the back of my mind I suspect these monkeys are lab rats but I digress. Due to the radiation the scientists thought it would be helpful to teach the monkeys how to wash the food they found. They taught 2, those 2 taught a few more and so on. Time passes and groups of monkeys wash their food and some don’t. More time passes, the old teach the young. Once that knowledge which was saving their lives reached the 100th Monkey, the entire group washed their food together and this was now instinct among all monkeys. Surround yourself with lifeboat builders.