19.10.25 - 294

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Just spoke to Ma there. I hadn't spoken to her for a week. Oisin had taken my charger and ran off with it. So I had to go and buy a new one. It was most frustrating.

I wanted to talk about how awful things were now. I always thought that when people got together and realised the fuck up we had made with development, we would start to see sense and roll back the stupid decisions we have made with our planet. But sadly, this is not the case. Politics is so useless, or it is so unwieldly that it is so useless. Even Elon Musk had to leave it. 

Donald Trump set s new bar for not just stupid but unethical. And the people behind him, they are morally bankrupt. The only thing they care about is money. And they don't care how they get that money. And they are racist and sectarian. And they are cruel. And people are now all about consumption. Everything is so remarkably shallow that nothing makes anymore sense. 

I really don't understand the world. But perhaps we cannot understand the world. In the Bhagavata, Krishna tells Arjuna, don't try and understand the world, just know this about yourself. We live and we die, our souls are eternal, we live through the lord. We do our duty, we do what we must. We practise the way with truth and love. But without attachment. Plunge into the heat of battle but leave your heart at the lotus feet of the lord. Action without attachment to outcome. That is what duty is. What will be will be.

This is literally where we are now. 

We are now at war with the crazies. The forces arrayed against us are the same as the demons which appear in the epics. We are now having to perform our duty without attachment. That is all we can do. That is all we will do. And how will I do this? I already know what I need to do... I have it all. But I am so so tired. So tired. 

What is the result of the forces which are given rise to this? What are they? And what will happen if they are not stopped? 


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