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World Peace. Rumor or Reality?

December 20th, 2018

World Peace. Rumor or Reality?

...the more people told me “it’ll never happen,” the more I needed to understand:

(X) is world peace possible?
(Y) why do people believe world peace is impossible?
(Z) how do we achieve world peace?

Poetic Review of Carousel II by Daniel Loveday

December 20th, 2018

Poetic Review of Carousel II by Daniel Loveday

Original Artwork "Carousel II" by Daniel Loveday
Poetic review of the Artwork by Mandy Elliott
(posted with permission)

Backstory: Daniel Loveday asked if his artwork conveyed his intended meanings without him explaining it; so, I "read" his artwork from the bottom up in writing this poetic review of his work to prove it does.

"Carousel Society"

"Not quite knowing how they got here,
Humanity mans the machine day in and day out;
going in the same direction without stopping,
therefore never realizing it's self-perpetuating,
this cycle of consumption and the decimation left in it's wake.

More troubling still,
Humanity's head's down,
they've got their backs breaking
into the manned momentum of the machine,
and while they have a peripheral awareness
of the carousel they're supporting,
they never look up and never look out,
never to see what it's all really about.

They feel the gears grinding but they don't know why,
the heat is unbearable but they have to "Get by"
so, they man the machine and power the Elite.

The Elite hold themselves separate from the rest of Humanity,
content in collecting their interests and gadgetry,
living in the excesses of luxury,
above the heat and grease of the grinding gears of their strategy
distracting Humanity,
as if untouched by the set-in-motion inevitability
it can't last forever, certainly...
Work IS play up here,
and the Elite intend to be fixed in the hierarchy indefinitely.

More troubling,
they represent the worst of the worst in greed, lust, pride, and gluttony;
akin to the four horseman (War, Famine, Death, and Pestilence)
perched on the carousel of consciousness-castrating consumerism and conditioning.
What's sin when you're the demi-gods of human society?

And then there's reality,
even over the heads of the Elite;
this carefully crafted carousel society
is in a planetary fishbowl of diversity
well beyond the nuances of Humanity.

Tragically, everything the Elite orchestrates
and Humanity operates manning the machine,
also effects animal and plant life...
more and more often right down to extinction.

It's counter clockwise to the natural order,
but only Humanity (not the Elite)
has the power to stop the machine,
to break it down and rebuild in the spirit of co-existing...
if only they'd look up and look out,
if only Humanity would see the big picture of their carousel society..."


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