for noone (whoever noone be)

[Guest guest]

to study ant colonies and get a glimpse of their city equivalent. but

when we set one up and study this organization of some 1.5 million

individuals we can't find any ghettos or homeless ants. there are no

jails nor pens. there wasn't one ant in the multitude that was

fighting for position or 'rightness' nor righteousness. the existence

of the colony and it's survival were the first and final reality.

every non self-centered unit went about it's duty of being within the

colony and maintaining the colony's, and thereby it's own, reality and

survival in spacetime.

 

it's amazing with man creatures: that among billions of self-centered

individuals, who put their own personal phantom agendas first in order

of interest and duty, that there is a 'social' organization at all let

alone those colonies known as 'cities' running practically or even

being constructed. thank god for money. with the belief in money, and

what it will do for the individual. the individual will group together

and build cities and clean up garbage and maintain sewers and police

the outlaw self-centereds who see their duty as not working for this

money stuff that is the only known and recognized redeemer and

facilitator of individuals or groups within the system. in this

fashion, the bio-unit does in co-operation with 'others' what needs to

be done to build or create and maintain the city or town or family or

nation or world and it's existence and 'future' survival. Thereby

creating, validating and giving reason to the individual and the

society at large.

 

 

i do wonder at times if maybe each little ant is busy talking with

themselves about something or other all day long as they go about

their communal thing. it would have to be a strange conversation or

monologue, given that it would be coming from a selfless place. what

could the story be or motive for 'thinking' or talking with oneself

when one isn't interested in oneself.. but rather one's world and sole

reality..for real, not lip service.

 

 

i know people walk around all day with more happening in their heads

and thoughts than their hands and hearts. the story running around

upstairs in the bio-unit is the one that justifies, and explains, and

creates the set and setting for what appears to be happening. and yet

big business runs, and government does what it does, and cities get

built and on and on. it must be like those zen or cloistered christian

monks. prayers or koans or 'silencing' all day long while tending the

garden or baking bread or building a chapel stone by stone.

 

 

and you want to know why?

 

oh that's just another story.

 

in your head.

 

or not.

 

it's a wonderment and it's wonderful.

 

.b