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These posts, made before Substack became the place for delivering things like these, are a treasure trove of food for thought that I keep sending people to from Substack. Now, you might grab a cup of consciousness, tour around here, and then subscribe to my Substack soapbox, Now What?, where I welcome conversation: https://suzannetaylor.substack.com/about.

A Message from the Future

By Kevin Kiser

Dear Suzanne, I hope 2024 is treating you well. I ran across the following text on the website of the ELA radio-telescope. It was in a section where they post data about anomalous signals they pick up from time to time. This file stood out from all the rest: it’s a simple transcript of an English language broadcast of a speech, received from the direction of deep space — a direction where there shouldn’t be any human broadcasts. I was very surprised to find some familiar names mentioned in the text — but you should read it for yourself:

 

Greetings, citizens of Mars. I want to wish you all a Happy New Year, 2050 CE.

I’m Dr. Edgar R. Bradbury, Mayor of Mars City. Tonight, it is my honor to welcome Director Kiser, founder of Earth’s Global Awareness Institute as the keynote speaker at our first annual Future of Mars Conference. I, myself, am a proud graduate of the GAI.

Director Kiser has been instrumental in discovering, researching, synthesizing, and disseminating a model of not only how the universe works, but the role of consciousness within the universe. Over the course of the last 26 years, he and his wife have worked tirelessly in their efforts to bring humanity to a new level of peace, prosperity, and awareness. They have helped to facilitate the beginning of the end of some of the worst, most persistent problems the human race has faced throughout its existence on Earth.

And now, before I risk stepping on his oratory toes with my effusive praise, please join me in warmly welcoming Director Kiser to our ‘Shining City in a Crater’, and to the Red Planet! Director, the podium is yours.

Thank you, Mayor Bradbury. It’s a pleasure to be here…I can’t believe I’m standing on Mars! I’m turning 94 this year, and when I was born, no one had yet even been into low Earth orbit — we’ve come a long way in my lifetime.

As most of you are already aware, my wife SuAnn and I founded the GAI in 2024 to research the root causes of the biggest problems facing mankind, to find solutions to those problems, and to implement those solutions. Today, 26 years later, the results we have achieved are beyond any reasonable expectation we might have had back then. We were inspired by two things, an essay contest we both entered that was put on by renowned consciousness advocate, Suzanne Taylor, and a tiny scrap of paper.

Let me start the story where all great adventures begin, with a good meal!

I had taken SuAnn for a romantic dinner at Chef Chu’s, to celebrate Valentines Day, and talk about our future. At that time, we were semi-retired children’s book authors, and we both loved our careers in writing for children, but the question of the night was, what are we going to do with ourselves now? Gardens, chickens, and rocking chairs all came up —but these ideas didn’t really satisfy any of the deep-seated needs we both held to be of more use to the world.

By the end of the meal, we were no closer to an answer to the question of what we wanted to be when we grew up. Then the waitress brought us fortune cookies. The fortune I read that night was so profound at that pivotal moment that it literally changed our lives. I still keep it in my wallet — let me read it to you: ‘The only good is knowledge, and the only evil is ignorance.’

I had never really thought of life in those terms before. I said to my wife, ‘What if we replace the ignorance in the world with knowledge, do you think that would cause the evil to be replaced with good?’

At that moment, we decided to fix the world.

The first thing we did was to create our non-profit, the Global Awareness Institute, by gathering a few talented, creative, heart-centered people, mostly my Stanford Business School classmates and SuAnn’s author friends, along with lots of passionate volunteers.

Our research showed that the problems facing humanity — war, corruption, climate change, poverty, disease, and so on — have one common factor, just as my fortune said: Ignorance.

And as you all know, having lived through those times, the solution our research found is also exactly what my fortune said: Knowledge.

Knowledge — real, scientific, experimentally-confirmed, mathematically-rigorous knowledge — has been the driving force behind the last three hundred years of accelerated change and improvement of the human condition. And yet, 26 years ago, our knowledge-base was still woefully inadequate. Cosmology was in crisis; free-will was in question; and quantum physics couldn’t even decide how many forces there are in the universe, much less how to reconcile all of them.

With dedication and a higher purpose, the Institute began working hand-in-hand with many of the Earth’s greatest scientists to answer some of these questions.

The most important answer we found was one that had been known for thousands of years, but had often been shrugged off, because it had no scientific foundation. We experimented and tested and found that foundation, and now almost every human being knows the ultimate importance of the principle of oneness. Our research showed that all people, indeed all creatures — all forms of life — are part of the same unified web of consciousness. What you do to any one of your fellows — people or creatures — you are doing to all of us. Whether that is kindness or violence, your every action also impacts yourself. This was tested in every possible way, down to the quantum mechanical level. No action you ever take is done in a ‘vacuum’; it always has an impact, on everyone.

The path to this understanding was long and convoluted. Many questions about the nature of the universe and life had to be answered along the way. The more deeply we understood the fundamental laws that govern the universe, the more effective we became at making positive changes for mankind, and indeed, for all life on Earth…and Mars and Luna too.

We also realized that we would never change the world by going against human nature; that’s why we had to find a way to change human nature. We noted that human nature in private is very different from human nature in public. Things we would do under cover of anonymity, we would never do in the full light of day.

With that in mind, we reinvented the Internet. The mythical oneness of everyone became a technological reality through GAI’s introduction of the InnerNet.

We used AI to read thoughts directly from users’ minds through EEG electrode caps, and to surround them in a virtual reality world where everyone could directly see what everyone else thought and felt. We advanced the technology to the point that it disappeared. No more keyboards, tablets, mice, phones, or screens. Users’ brains were wired into the new network at all times. Motives and intentions were displayed directly through the user’s avatar. Nothing could be hidden anymore. Anyone who tried to do business the old-fashioned way was suspect, because it meant they might be trying to hide nefarious intentions.

Relationships deepened, circles of friends and acquaintances expanded, and soon it was impossible to cheat someone or to be cheated by someone. Negotiations became transparent. Business was always above board, and win-win-win for everybody involved or affected. Language barriers and skin-color prejudices faded away. Political boundaries became fuzzy and politicians had to either bare their souls or change professions.

Scientific collaboration advanced exponentially too. It was quickly found that when the exchange of ideas was fully free-flowing, many of the big questions of physics, astrophysics, chemistry, biology, and the other sciences were easily answered with combinations of knowledge that we already had and new crowd-sourced ideas.

As a sneak-peek at one of these new discoveries, I will tell you that we are working on a quantum wormhole technology that will allow us to communicate instantaneously between Earth and Mars, instead of the ten- to forty-minute signal round-trip delay we currently have to endure. One theory even suggests that we may be able to use the technology to send messages through time! What do you think, should I send a recording of this speech to my younger self? That would be a hoot!

Back to the story — we used the InnerNet to open our School of Global Awareness. We taught the new scientific truths of the universe at every educational level to help society realize a clear vision of how to advance humanity toward a utopian ideal. Divisive teachings, like most religions and older forms of government, were revealed for the draconian systems they were, and were replaced with open inclusive teachings, and the Global Awareness mindset.

And now our graduates are out in the world, leading many institutions, in almost every field, from science to medicine to politics, and the world is a better place. We still have a long way to go, but the future is bright indeed.

And now I’d like to make some announcements.

The Global Awareness Institute is pleased to announce that we are expanding to Mars and simultaneously changing our name. The ‘Global’ is just too limiting as we expand our research and teaching to Mars, to the Moon, and even out to the asteroid-based colonies. And who knows when we may be joined by alien beings? So, from now on the Global Awareness Institute will be known as the Universal Awareness Institute!

And on a personal note, tonight, my lovely wife SuAnn and I are announcing that we are not just tourists. We are moving to Mars permanently to start the Mars branch of the UAI. We will be facilitating the creation of the infrastructure for the Martian InnerNet, and as soon as the quantum-wormhole technology is ready, we will be connecting the Terran InnerNet and the Martian InnerNet. Any of you who still have family on Earth will be able to visit them virtually at any time, with full-sensory, real-time, virtual reality connections.

SuAnn and I also plan to grow a hydroponic garden, fund a poultry pod to raise Martian chickens for eggs and pets, and as soon as I can, I’m going to 3D print us some rocking chairs!

I’d like to leave you with this thought: we collectively create our own reality, and we collectively live in that reality, so why not collectively make it the best reality we can imagine?

Thank you. I hope you all find your own fortunes, and may all the forces of the multiverse be with you.

 

Well, that’s it, Suzanne. Pretty weird, huh? I tried to contact the staff that runs the ELA radio-telescope, but no one will talk to me and they took down the file.

I don’t know what to make of this — is it really a message from the future? Is the Director really me? All I can think to do is enter this in your contest (since I guess I wrote it…will write it?), and take my wife out for a Valentine’s dinner at Chef Chu’s. You know, just in case.

Sincerely confused, Kevin Kiser.

 

Filed Under: Saving the World

MIRACLES for HUMANITY

By Michael Savage Aka Sirtony

It’s now 2050…and I’m looking back on the REVOLUTION of SOLUTIONS I created…Yes ..My Miracles for Humanity I Prayed and Fought for…are now a Cooperative reality….My Destiny to SAVE THE WORLD is now a Legacy…
BUT HOW ? Since I was a boy I have always helped humanity…yes and I was honored in 2021-22 inducted into MARQUIS WHO’S WHO In AMERICA…for my ” Professional INTEGRITY ..Demonstrating Outstanding Achievements…and Immeasurable Contributions To SOCIETY as a WHOLE ” … and in 2024 I knew it was time to give birth to my Revolutionary Solutions….to inspire Humanity to give Birth to a COOPERTIVE REALTY, World Wide TO HELP EVERYONE SURVIVE….and as a 5 year old girl in my historic music Video for UNICEF Circa 1990….for THE CHILDREN OF THE WORLD who have no VOICE said.. “We’re all PEOPLE and we should ALL have a CHANCE To LIVE’… and you can GOOGLE…CHILDREN OF THE WORLD by SIRTONY … Yes …YOUTUBE…for FREE…and YOUTUBE is the Foundation of how we HAVE COOPERTIVE REALITY World Wide…back in 1998 I knew one day soon .. we could upload vids and share Inspiration…Hope & HELP with the World…and in 2006 YOUTUBE WAS BORN….I uploaded over 500 videos I had created to help Humanity and Now BILLIONS of Vids are HELPING Humanity from So many Incredible Souls from all over the World and Sharing LIFE SAVING HEALTHY INFORMATION for FREE…….yes … EVOLUTIONARY CREATIVITY is what I always knew because we are Blessed in our Time…since the Beginning of TIME think about what You have and can Do…in Our Time To Help Humanity like NEVER BEFORE….So I knew WE could all COMMUNICATE to the WORLD on YOUTUBE..in VIDS .. Yes anywhere in the WORLD….Get it…? Yes WE CAN EDUCATE and HELP Humanity with INFORMATION that would give BIRTH to a COOPERATIVE WORLD… EVERYDAY 1 BILLION Souls on PLANET EARTH UPLOAD a VID ..that’s 365 Billion vids a year to Help HUMANITY…But What did I do to INVENT a SOLUTION to HELP…SAVE THE WORLD.. I created a SPECIAL CHANNEL titled SAVE THE WORLD and I knew the most Famous and Popular souls of our time could all do a vid and Upload to the CHANNEL… and they DID…Yes…a REVOLUTION OF SOLUTIONS from EVERYONE who wanted to LEAVE A LEGACEY that they left Wisdom and INSIGHT to Survive and STOP WARS… and STOP all the DEPOPULATION INSANITY…So…I knew we needed to educate CHIDREN to be LADIES and GENTLEMEN with MANNERS… Not BULLIES …so I spoke to the Governor of every State…and got them to have a New Tradition in all SCHOOLS…the TEACHERS had to TEACH everyday new MAGIC WORDS…PLEASE ..I’m SORRY…I LOVE YOU….and the TEACHERS Would VOTE for who were the Most Well Mannered Students ..with THE MAGIC WORDS AWARD ~ MANNERS !!! …so when they Graduate it would be an AWARD they could put on their Resume…a Boss would see it on your resume and SMILE and say…” You got the MAGIC WORDS AWARD .. NOW YOU GOT THE JOB !!! You will be Great with my customers !!! And they say YES SIR, THANK YOU! I will never be Rude…or upset your Clients with THE DIRTY WORDS !!! ” So the World would have a new Generation of LADIES And GENTLEMEN….and WE DO >>> BUT I needed to also Help the MOTHERS so I created the TRUE First DEBT every Child Needs To Get by age 12…THE FIRST DEBT OF LIFE… BILL …at the Birthday Party. Now the Father has a New Job…he tells the Son or Daughter read the Bill to your Mother… and they pick it up and read as the Mother Smiles… it say’s…I OWE my MOTHER 1 Million Dollars for 9 1/2 Months 24/7… RENT I never paid for the GIFT of Life….BUT if I’m good…never upset her …do the Dishes …do the laundry…get her anything she wants and do everything she Tells me to do…and NEVER UPSET her and make her CRY… and NEVER Shame the Family …or commit a Crime…but make her PROUD she gave me Life…Then I OWE her Nothing…BUT If I upset her ..never do what she tells me, make her cry and Shame the family and commit crimes and go to jail for any insane CRIME…or murder anyone…THEN I owe her the MILLION plus INTREST sign here !!! Then the Father has a new Job …to REMIND them anytime they Miss-behave about the BILL OF LIFE. Then they run to their MOTHER and Hug her and tell her…the MAGIC WORDS… “I’m Sorry…Please…Forgive me! “..and then the MOTHER HUGS him or her and Smiles with Tears of JOY and tells them THANK YOU !!! I LOVE YOU ! ..and they HUG AGAIN !!!! and the Boy or girl say’s YOU ARE WELCOME MOM..I Love you TOO!!!!!!!
So…I knew I needed to make a MIRACLE have it’s BIRTH …SO I Spoke at a UNITED NATIONS WORLD CONFERENCE and they all Agreed this would help all Nations teach all Children to HONOR the MOTHER and the FAMILY and be Good….and they Agreed that my Special REVOLUTIONARY SOLUTION will help make the WORLD a Cooperative World…. and then I told them 2 More Solutions … I always believed… Training all Teens in School before they Graduate …to EARN a LICENCE to Get Married and Be a PARENT… Yes as a SENIOR in High School they must go through a Month of taking care of Children at a Local Orphanage and Prove they would be a Great Parent…aka Father or Mother… and I told them…this will help STOP the OVER POPULATION of CHILDREN that are DUMPED by Men and Woman who DID NOT want to have CHILDREN and Now they will REALLY know before they Graduate the REALITY of caring for your Children. And I said… you want to Drive a Car? You need to get a DRIVERS License now you need a LICENSE to have CHILDREN… and KNOW How To take Care of Them with THE MAGIC WORDS!!!!!!!!!!

FINALLY…I told them the ULTIMATE SOLUTION for the WORLD POVERTY and VIOLENCE….my REVOLUTIONARY ~ EVOLUTIONARY ~ SOLUTION for Cooperative PEACE on EARTH…. I told them it is Time to make the Cost of living so humanity does not have to have Billions Homeless… and encourage INSANITY that creates MONEY WAR Crimes to SURVIVE. So it’s time to make a MIRACLE happen for the LANDLORDS so they CAN yes help make Renting a place to LIVE affordable….SO Imagine You are a LANDLORD and The New World LAW is what ever MORTGAGES you have to pay every month yes in the Millions to the BANK ..now you will get 3 months for that amount DUE.. Yes and the TENNENTS will get 3 MONTHS To Live for the Cost of 1 Month just like You ….so EVERYONE WINS…and I told them back in 1949 my Father paid 26…bucks Rent…. So it’s time Humanity creates REVOLUTIONARY SOLUTIONS…yes pay whatever you have been PAYING for 1 MONTH and you get 3 Months yes 2/3rds of your INCOME is Back in your WALLET…. and the LANDLORD gets 2/3rds of their PROFIT back.

The Foundation of Peace On Earth is to have a Safe place to live…Stressing humanity with a COST OF LIVING they CAN NOT AFFORD and making them HOMELESS when they can’t pay the RENT… CREATES SURVIVAL WAR$… and MONEY WAR$ are the Foundation of INSANITY ….
I created a LEGACEY CHANNEL on YOUTUBE for all the SENIORS to DONATE to help HUMANITY…to rebuild the FOUNDATION of a GREAT LIFE … FAMILY and FREINDS with HOPE and LOVE and DREAMS that come TRUE…. So I am Blessed in 2050 knowing what I dreamed of as a boy is now a realty that I helped the world to be Cooperative that has made the COST OF LIVING affordable all over the WORLD!!! God Bless all the Heroes who had the Courage to make this WORLD SANE …with the Pursuit of HAPPINESS !!!!!!!!!!!!!!! THANK YOU to EVERYONE who supported my REVOLUTION of EVOLUTIONARY ~ SOLUTIONS to help make this World a Cooperative MIRACLE for Humanity !!!! AMEN

Filed Under: Saving the World

ALL ONE

By SuAnn Kiser

This morning, the first day of 2050, I woke to the gentle glow of natural sunlight streaming in the windows of my sustainable, eco-friendly home. Following my global meditation session in virtual Nepal, I’m serenely savoring a nutritious breakfast entirely sourced from my own mini-eco-farm, while I watch a family of hummingbirds frolicking in my garden. In this world of oneness and unity, every day is an opportunity to live in alignment with our highest values and to co-create a more just, equitable, and sustainable world for all. I am feeling immensely grateful to be alive and healthy to experience this near utopia.

It’s hard to believe that I came close to dying almost 50 years ago. I had been enjoying a fulfilling life as an award-winning children’s book author, speaker, and teacher, when my pleasant world came crashing down out of the blue. Quite literally. A huge bird of prey dove from the sky and crashed into the back of my head, knocking me unconscious. The Emergency Room doctor said that the traumatic brain injury I had experienced was similar to being struck by a wrecking ball, and he assured me that I was lucky to be alive. But I didn’t feel lucky. His prognosis was that my brain could take 30 years to heal. Enduring pain, deep depression, and anxiety are common for head injury victims, but as an author, my worst consequence was the loss of my desire and ability to write.

I have always believed that people are moved to change by two forces: the creative impulse and personal incentive. I was determined to write again, yet it took me nearly 20 years to heal my brain enough to produce more books. This time around, it was both incentive and creative impulse that inspired me to action. A Silicon Valley company was starting a children’s book publishing division, and a call went out to published children’s authors to compete for the privilege of being the company’s first author. I put all I had into that book, wrote about what I loved (in this case, animals), and my book was chosen. This was followed by other socially relevant books — about children around the world and how they are alike and different, and about teaching children that they can be anything they want to be.

Then in 2024, I wrote the book I was born to write.

In that tumultuous time, 26 years ago, the world was grappling with the consequences of our detrimental actions (and inactions). Climate change, inequality, war, and despair seemed to be the defining features of our existence. One night, moved by the creative impulse and by the incentive to save the world, the compelling idea for a new book came to me in an enlightening, lucid dream. It was a book for people of all ages and all nations, a book that would inspire wonder and possibility, igniting people’s imaginations and planting the seeds of hope in their hearts.

When my author and illustrator friends heard I was writing again, they offered me their full support, and I asked them to join me in the adventure. Together, driven by a fervent desire for change, we created and published ALL ONE, a book that embodied empathy, cooperation, and the interconnectedness of all life, and which set in motion a chain of events that would reshape the very fabric of human society.

To our great delight, our heartfelt creation sprouted wings and flew to the far corners of the world on the jet stream of social media, becoming a viral sensation. In a stroke of luck, ALL ONE found its way into the hands of a global icon, Taylor Swift, whose influence extended far and wide. Moved by the message of the book, Swift was inspired to compose and lend her voice to a song that echoed its themes of hope, unity, and stewardship of the Earth. Her powerful voice swept the globe, sparking a fire in the hearts of millions — a fire that would ignite a compassionate revolution of change.

Funded from the sale of the book, the ALL ONE Foundation was created. Its mission was to support the realization of the ideas in the book, and to provide the impetus to bring people together to stimulate change. Working with renowned changemaker Suzanne Taylor, the foundation produced an eye-opening, ground-breaking film, causing ripples of change to spread around the world.

The film became a catalyst to inspire globally thinking leaders of corporations, governments, and communities to see the bigger picture, and to take action. They created institutional ads to promote sustainability, compassion, and collective responsibility. Scriptwriters wrote storylines for their movies that subtly urged people to work together for the greater good. Slowly but surely, greed and materialism were giving way to a newfound sense of altruism, as people began to recognize the inherent value of every living being and the wisdom of protecting our planet for future generations.

Although we were encouraged by the success of the book, song, and film, we needed to find a creative way to accelerate the process of change, to incentivize people to evolve in a natural, but more rapid fashion. After much brainstorming, we created the ALL WIN Quest, an immersive virtual-reality massive multiplayer online role-playing game (MMORPG). We invited players around the globe to embark on a transformative journey to save the world while learning the profound truth of oneness. The game was set in a richly detailed and expanding virtual world, where players collaborated, explored, and overcame challenges together through a series of epic quests, forging bonds of unity and understanding as they played.

The virtual world was filled with diverse landscapes, cities, and ecosystems to explore. Players teamed up and worked together to overcome obstacles or solve problems, such as battling an environmental disaster, mediating a conflict, or saving an endangered bird. Each quest was designed to teach valuable lessons about cooperation, empathy, and the interconnectedness of all beings.

As time went on, the ALL WIN platform developed more and more real-world impact. Sponsors made it possible for players working in the virtual world to see physical results in the real world. For example, a quest to restore a virtual world ecosystem would inspire real-world action in a Louisiana bayou ecosystem. Meditation techniques learned in the virtual world (like my morning meditation session in virtual Nepal) translated into real world stress reduction. Planting a virtual tree in the virtual jungle sponsored an actual tree planting in South America.

We built in plenty of opportunities for use of the creative impulse and incentives. Not only was the game a fun learning experience, players earned Oneness Points for successful completion of each quest, including bonus points for cooperation, compassion, and altruism. The points could be redeemed for virtual and real-world items from the gaming sponsors. Players were motivated to achieve more and more oneness as they participated. What better way to affect change than to create a better world for all, in which all win along the way.

Perhaps the most profound transformation was the shift in consciousness that took place. Players became used to working with people of all ages, genders, races, and interests across the world, fostering a sense of global community.

No longer driven solely by self-interest, we came to see ourselves as part of a greater whole — a global community bound together by a shared sense of purpose and interconnectedness. Instead of competing against one another, we worked together, recognizing our common humanity, and that our individual well-being depended on the collective well-being of us all.

Which brings us to where we are today. On this first day of 2050, I realize with awe and gratitude that I now live in the vibrant world of my dream. Outside my window, Mama hummingbird is buzzing to and fro, feeding her babies. Birds, once terrifying to me following my head injury, are now a passion of mine. The gift of the COVID years for me was that I became an avid observer of birds online (especially birds of prey). As I watched them all — sleek peregrine falcons, adorable snowy owls, majestic eagles — I began to see why Emily Dickinson wrote, “Hope is the thing with feathers that perches in the soul.”

The seeds of hope that were planted in our hearts by a simple book back in 2024 have sprouted, flourished, flowered, and born fruit in the shape of a song, a film, and a game, and we are now reaping their harvest in this new world of unity. The road ahead is still long and uncertain, but with love as our guide and cooperation as our strength, I know we will continue to move forward into an ever brighter future. We truly are becoming all one. And when we are ALL ONE, we ALL WIN!

 

Filed Under: Saving the World

From Empire to Empathy

By Christine Castigliano

From Empire to Empathy

By Christine Castigliano, HeartsQuest.com

It’s January 1, 2050. My final hours on Earth. I’m grateful for my life, and many beloveds. Even the Robocorder who’s preserving this, the best part of my story: creating ‘Empassionistas.’ I’m at peace now. Back in 2024, a gut-wrenching ball of grief and anxiety tortured my sleep. We teetered on totalitarian rule. Climate chaos loomed. Had I done everything I could to re-route the freight train to human extinction? How could we support the young ones, the generation who’d inherit the global mess we’d made? Suzanne Taylor’s essay contest challenged us world-changing wannabes. Imagine: what single action could lead to a more cooperative world in a few decades?

As an elder of 65, I couldn’t bear to see one more gun blasting through conflict. Our zero-sum games and us vs. themmindset could destroy all we loved. As a digital storyteller, I craved captivating media that could show us how to evolve. Show us the heroic work of overcoming barriers to cooperation.

What about a radically new unscripted reality TV show? Instead of eliminating contestants, we’d build a cooperative, diverse team of eight millennials. Instead of a winner-takes-all prize, we’d dangle ‘Humanity Wins’ points. Instead of a cutthroat competition, they’d master near-mystical skills of emotional co-regulation and synergy. Instead of facing snakes and danger in a far-flung jungle, they’d take on a risky covert mission in the concrete jungles of power. They’d assist a hardened, ruthless leader to awaken: to face the hidden costs of their decisions, and commit to changing the story.

Our hidden agenda? To inspire despairing, distracted young people to imitate our show. To build circles of eight and take on stealth operations. To help transform their local leaders into people we could trust.

I invited Aliko, my 28-year-old black/Jewish/trans communitarian friend, to collaborate on this semi-crazy idea. Aliko was brilliant at connecting people, and making stories that inspire action. “Want to co-create a unique reality show, that would ignite young innovators like you to instigate a global game for good?” Yes! Though I’d worked in all media, we knew next-to-nothing about Reality TV.

Aliko showed up in new dreads for a cup of homemade chai and stayed the weekend. We were both excited about growing this baby seed into a radical media project. And we had so many questions.

Aliko said, “Can a reality show that gamifies connection instead of competition engage an audience?”

I wondered, “Could we make it on a micro-budget? Fund it through our social networks?”

He asked, “Could a TV series inspire people to take action in real life?”

I mused, “What if we embed Easter egg clues for fans? A treasure hunt to find our game rules and tools. Would it motivate them to organize a team and create their own missions?”

First, we had to get clear on the basics. Why bother? Who was our project for? What were our tools of transformation? How would our show inspire real change?

We walked the shores of the Salish Sea, munching on local hazelnuts as we tackled these strategies. Here are my recollections from that juicy, pivotal weekend that formed the roots of a movement.

 

Why bother doing this semi-crazy Reality TV show?

Even with survival at stake, so much got in the way of fixing things. We had to circumvent our impossibly slow, broken political and economic systems. To melt the deeper blocks to cooperation.

Grassroots efforts to influence politics felt futile. I’d been at the Paris UN climate talks. We continued to organize, protest, disrupt, and pressure leaders to act. Sadly, glaciers melted faster than our governments could come together. Our leaders were so divided, they couldn’t even settle a playground spat. People were in denial, despair or both. We argued over petty differences. Most of us didn’t vote. We didn’t take action; we watched action shows. Why not leverage our media obsession for good?

Aliko and I knew our crisis ran deeper than broken systems. The biggest blocks to cooperation were the barriers within. Ancient neuropathways of deep-seated, survival-based fears. Getting along was hard.

From playgrounds to battlegrounds, we blamed others for our problems. Good guys and bad guys. How could we build unity if we couldn’t listen to the other side? If we didn’t address the underlying issues of unresolved trauma and a lack of empathy, even the smartest initiatives could flounder. We’d perpetuate the disconnection from ourselves, each other, and the natural world.

Instead, our show would activate tend-and-befriend neuropathways. We’d rewire old stories into new patterns of behavior. We’d show brave acts of emotional repair. Compassionate heroes willing to expose their shadow selves, to break through to the joys of connection.

Instead of building empires, we’d build empathy.

 

Who was our audience?

Aliko invited his three most brilliant friends for a dinner of local salmon and microgreens. After we honored the Suquamish Nation, the stewards of this land, and our ancestors, we pitched our semi-crazy reality TV idea. They wanted in! We hashed out ideas until the wee hours. Here’s what arose:

Who was most primed to become catalysts for good? Neurodivergent, creative, non-conforming world-changers like us. Anyone who felt discouraged and disempowered by mainstream values. Our sub-culture of sustainability nerds and mystic misfits thrived on the fringes. In our 18-29 demographic, 29% watched reality TV. 40% of millennials did. To motivate them to tune in, we’d reflect them.

Our show would unabashedly celebrate their powerful, out-of-the-box magical gifts. We’d revel in their joyful play, how it energized them, healed them, and brought them closer together. We’d cheer them on as they risked more vulnerability with each other. We’d admire their ability to share power and tap into each other’s skills. We’d wonder about their stealth mission inside a cutthroat world of politics or business. We’d root for a win as they approached their target leader with open hearts and smarts.

Who else? Whose lives could get better from our show? Leaders in business and government who secretly wanted to shift, too. Everyone was affected by generations of abuse, oppression, and war, including folks at the top. If they could release old stories of power based on emotional scarcity, it could inspire them to try new ways to build unity across the divides. If leaders felt secure and connected, they would naturally promote the technologies that helped them open up. The effects could ripple out far wider, to the 99% who’d benefit from more evenly distributed systems of power.

 

What were our tools for transformation?

Next morning, we played ‘what if.’ If we were newly cast in our show, how could we forge bonds of trust, quickly? Each of us invited our inner child to play. We rearranged the furniture, built blanket forts. Put on masks and puppets to reveal our emotions. Danced our disagreements. Improvised ways to create conflicts, and work them out. Aliko filmed our experiments, so we saw what worked best.

Creative expression, with no pressure and very low stakes, helped us to connect. That feeling of safety and vulnerability was built gradually; as our confidence grew, we could share more and go deeper. When we felt heard, seen, and free to express ourselves, we experienced a greater sense of aliveness, shared purpose, and bonding. Especially when singing together. Our research showed that singing reduces stress, cools down nervous systems, and fosters connection and cooperation.

We’d build cohesion among our cast with a toolkit of creative games: including singing,  imaginative games, sound healing, art-making, movement and dance, theatre games with masks, etc. Enlivening and fun, these creative modalities could release old emotions and trauma in our bodies, too.

We’d tap the power of stories to transform. In Charles Dickens’s “A Christmas Carol,” the ghosts of Past, Present, and Future showed Ebenezer Scrooge personal stories that transformed his shriveled soul into a compassionate, giving man. As media makers, Aliko and I could replicate that kind of transformation story in a new way, with immersive tech, to melt blocks to empathy.

We’d become masters of Active Compassionate Listening (ACL). When anyone felt prickly, hurt, angry, or ignored, their protective walls went up fast. To consciously connect with our hearts, and listen with full attention, without judgement, created a sense of openness among everyone. We’d seen how the experience of being heard this way opened many possibilities that previously seemed impossible.

The shortest route to a more connected mindset lies in the potential of psychotropic medicines. Entheogens, including psilocybin, ayahuasca, and ketamine, could quickly restore confused, demoralized minds and hearts. Though effects can be intense and dramatic, the research was irrefutable. A few sessions with entheogens achieved what years of meds, meditation, and therapy couldn’t: peace of mind, and freedom from many mental health afflictions. With proper support and integration, subjects reported feeling more connected to self, others, community, and the world. Despite stigma, the US military led the way to legalize entheogens for approved groups by 2026 to treat PTSD.

The transformative arc of our show would rely on expressive arts, the power of storytelling, and the magic of psychotropic medicine. We celebrated this clarity by clinking cups full of dark, sweet cacao.

 

How could our storyline actually shift power, from hierarchy to harmony?

Aliko and I hunkered down with markers and cards to co-create the story engine. How would our circle of eight get put together? How would the pod use interactive games to practice self-awareness and create connection? Once the cast understood how to get their needs met AND help others thrive in the process, they’d be ready for a mission.

To make our circle of eight, we’ll embrace friendly competition. We begin with one charismatic practitioner and a wider pool of potential contestants. She invites her first pick to play creative games designed to test their compatibility and joy factor. In each episode, the new pick is invited to reveal their strengths, their shadow side, wounds, how they’ve grown and healed, how they see the world, what really matters, how they resolve conflict in relationships, and what helps them feel confident in sharing their brave, authentic self. These initiatory games allow the pod to evaluate their skill-and-mindset as a potential fit. The team is free to accept them, or not. They then select another player from the pool until they reach the ideal number. Why eight? The power of eight people co-creating an intention had showed dramatic results (researched by author Lynne McTaggart).

Next, we’d break out the interactive games. Based on our creative tools, Authentic Relating, Compassion Games, InterPlay and other experiential learning modes, the games were designed for maximum intimacy, sharing, laughter, and personal revelations that led to “Aha!” moments. Players score points for vulnerability, truth, cooperation, healing, and risk-taking.

We called the weirdest game “Assume the Position.” Everyone sat cross-legged in a circle, with their backs facing the center, knees and hands lightly touching. This human mandala created an electric circuit that helped to synchronize brains, so teams could collaborate with more synergy.

Next, the team targets a local leader with dog-eat-dog values (such as our local school board president who pushed a billion-dollar bond that excluded Native schools, then was caught destroying NO vote signs.) The team does extensive research to design a stealth mission to approach this leader and earn their trust before offering transformational experiences. Which include active compassionate listening (ACL), virtual reality (VR) storytelling, and the main course: a trauma-informed, fully supported entheogenic retreat.

On our last show, we’d reveal the bigger game: to activate Empathy pods worldwide. We hoped our treasure hunt would captivate people’s imaginations, so they’d follow the clues to online sites where new pods could download basic guidelines, tools, and support. Would this inspire them to get off the couch, combine their skills and get into some Good Trouble? To win, an instigator had to invite a circle of eight, play the games, target a mission, and share the story.

 

A SEED is (finally) Born

It took years to grow our seed into a reality TV show. Aliko and I and our production pod put in months of long, exhausting days to develop our package. We scouted a real world setting, a colorful cultural yoga and dance community hub that felt fresh. We made proof-of-concept shorts featuring our strongest mystic millennials playing our most visual, fun, creative games. We invited executives to “Assume the Position.” We hounded new connections and funding.

To stay upbeat despite dozens of rejections, we practiced our co-regulation skills. We took deep ‘ahhh’ breaths to regulate our fried nervous systems. Did a happy dance after every meeting. The more failures under our belts, the closer we came to a win.

Finally, an up-and-coming game production company took a chance. With a tiny budget and no guarantee that it would air. We survived on kale chips, gut intuition, and the positive vibes of our brilliant cast and crew. When the producers threatened to cut funding halfway in, we listened deeply to their concerns, fears, and worries, and worked through all of it. The show was so uniquely compelling that they sold it to a decent streaming service. Yes!

In January 2026, the first episode of “Empassionistas” dropped. Despite rampant cynicism in our culture, our audience resonated with our playfully powerful, gorgeous cast of eight. They admired the vision of working together to create a more friendly world. We played with intrigue, danger, sensuality, and vulnerability, all in service to an epic mission. Our real characters showed how people can shift, from despondent doom scrollers to dedicated ‘Empassionistas.’

Over ten weeks, our characters showed how to grow a pod. As each new candidate played the games, shared their stories, laughed, cried, and got silly, we saw their hearts expand, so they could share deeper. We saw how the suffering of their childhood trauma had created fearful triggers. We witnessed their go-to mode shift from “Watch out! Danger!” to “I’m your friend…this is gonna be ok.” They faced big challenges, yet all emotions were welcome within the pod. They became a family, with all the issues of family. But instead of fanning the fuel of conflict, like most reality TV, we gave them tools to work out their conflicts. They felt powerful, and connected, like they could do anything. We could almost sense their neuropathways of trust and empathy growing stronger.

The weirdest, most celebrated part of our story? “Assume the position.” It actually worked. Our pod grew an uncanny ability to synchronize and strategize. They read each other’s minds before they spoke. Like magic. And the idea spread. People got together to try it, even celebrities. They shared images and videos, and the idea caught fire.

We knew. Our semi-weird idea would not wither in obscurity, it would thrive and grow. People found our hidden clues. They downloaded our game and tools. We’d only dreamed how far it could go, simply by growing the seed of an idea and providing creative tools for people to claim.

 

Here’s a few stories of real people who got inspired to take real action.

Sonja, Pod 1 and Mayor Jennings

Before “Empassionistas,” Sonja buzzed with potential but felt immobilized by uncertainty. Work was a dead end. She neglected her creative passions. Our show of new companions embarking on a mission to shift the heart of a corrupt leader struck a chord. Intrigued by “Assume the Position,” Sonja felt compelled to try it, to see if it really worked. She downloaded the clues to become the first Instigator. She rallied some friends and acquaintances who shared her desire to do something about their existential anxiety for the future. Her pod included a tech entrepreneur, therapist, healer, legal advisor, and a person doing community service after a DUI. Despite doubts, challenges and their differences they deepened their bond through empathy games. On a transformative psilocybin retreat, they truly came together. Now they could focus on their mission: Mayor Jennings.

Mayor Sarah Jennings was known for her pragmatic yet controversial policies, especially affecting communities who had been marginalized. After researching her preferences and personality, the pod arranged to meet her at a cafe to discuss “innovative solutions for local issues.” After they bonded over shared values, the Mayor opened up about her struggles with initiatives for the unhoused. The pod then introduced a VR experience inspired by “A Christmas Carol,” showing the impacts of her policies, past, present and future.

Mayor Jennings almost left the meeting abruptly when the VR headset made her nauseous. The pod empathized so well that she accepted a follow up, after reassurances and adjustments to the VR setup. At the next meeting, moved by the story, she acknowledged her need for change. The pod offered empathy-based leadership support, which lead to several powerful sessions. The Mayor accepted an invitation to a leadership retreat with legal entheogenic plant medicines, for a safe and possibly transformative experience.

Freshly back from the retreat, the Mayor wanted to share her story of profound transformation. She offered three key insights and revelations, in a public statement covered by the press.

“Leadership isn’t about appearing strong. True strength lies in vulnerability and learning. Confronting my fears and past trauma reshaped my values into empathy and understanding.”

“Empathy bridges divides. Every decision I make affects real lives. This guides me to lead with understanding and care. I’ve shifted focus to uplift the most marginalized. Leadership is about listening, engaging, and creating an environment for participatory decision-making.”

“I used to criticize touchy-feely, woo-woo stuff. I now champion transformative journeys for leaders. It’s a pivotal moment for a cooperative world shift. Gratefully, I see hope in change, one heart at a time, and I’m dedicated to spreading this vision.”

Our semi-crazy story had worked! Sonja felt the call to action. She did something brave and beautiful, invited a pod to learn, grow and co-create a mission. Mayor Jennings created the public ripple effect we’d hoped for. Thrilled, Sonja’s pod agreed to stay close and take on another mission.

 

Alexander Torres and a Breakthrough to Global Good

Alexander Torres headed InnovateT, a company known for pushing boundaries in AI and big data. He led with a ruthless, competitive edge, ignoring ethics and human well-being. When a staffer brought him a social mention of Mayor Jennings’ turnaround, he first laughed at the story. Then he got curious. With his drive to be on the leading edge of any tech he could leverage, Alexander signed up for the next entheogenic Elite Retreat in a remote, luxury locale. There, he defended his ego posture until the last profound session, when Alexander saw the roots of his relentless ambition—a childhood of abandonment and scarcity that left him with a deep fear of being weak and vulnerable. His tactics became the only way to win in an unpredictable, threatening world.

He bravely allowed all his fear, anger, and shame to surface. He allowed the facilitators to hold him. Scared and embarrassed, he also felt truly seen and understood. He still wanted to win. But Alexander’s rock-solid beliefs about success felt hollow. Was there another way?

This breakthrough prompted Alexander to explore empathy and conscious capitalism, so he could integrate these values into InnovateT.

He privately joined a SEEDpod, similar to the one that influenced Mayor Jennings, focusing on social-emotional skills and group consciousness. Alexander initiated SEEDpod training at InnovateT, steering his staff and the company toward ethical innovation, profit-sharing, and community investment. After years of improvements at InnovateT, he championed the “Global Good Index.” To influence other leaders to redefine success to prioritize societal and environmental well-being.

In a heartfelt testimonial, Alexander reflected on his journey:

“SEEDpod is a catalyst for a transformation, which leads to innovation. I discovered the roots of my fear-driven approach to leadership. We’re learning that true power lies in vulnerability, cooperation, and a commitment to the greater good. As InnovateT requires equitable and sustainable business practices, I encourage other leaders to open their hearts and minds to the transformative power of empathy. Together, we can redefine success and build a legacy of Global Good.”

By 2030, Alexander Torres’ story had become a beacon of hope and inspiration. He was living proof that profound change is possible when leaders are willing to confront their past, embrace empathy, and commit to a path of ethical and compassionate leadership.

 

What Came Next

As SEEDpods grew more popular, they showed up everywhere. Incarcerated folks started SEEDpods for peer support and prison reform. Elementary kids formed SEEDpods to help each other and their teachers be more humane. Sustainable energy innovations, fueled by the creative process of eight. We felt a shift at all levels. Less road rage. Fewer mass shootings. More kindness in our families.

As my days on Planet Earth wind down, my heart is filled with wonder and awe. I’m grateful for Aliko and our pod, a creative healing community. I’m grateful for people who care about nurturing, commitment, and cooperation. Even a semi-crazy idea, a tiny seed, can grow into a forest. Stories can catch the wind and travel far. I’m grateful to have lived in this time of big transformative changes.

——– thank you!

Filed Under: Saving the World

Kumbaya in the Crucible

By Factorial Zero

The world ended on December 31, 2049. The world didn’t implode. The Sun didn’t envelope our precious Blue Dot. Instead, our old ways of thinking and obsessive inaction shattered us for good. We didn’t clean up our act when even the smallest steps could have changed the world. We had decades to fix inequalities, to bridge the religious divides tearing us apart, to stop poisoning our planet. We gave it the good ol’ college try, but we failed. 

So what happened on January 1, 2050? 

We woke up to a world on fire.

People will write grandiose solutions in their essays. I applaud their optimism. Maybe governments could ask their citizens to volunteer an hour per month in their communities. Maybe we can fly to far away lands to empathize with others. If we could pragmatically do these things we should! And, even if these things happened, then what? We’ll come back to the same mess. In reality, these grand ideas won’t happen. You know that. I know that.

If cooperation has even the faintest chance to survive until, and after, January 1, 2050, we need a plan that’s rooted in cold reality. So, here it is. Think small. Think local. Start with what’s right in front of you. Starting in 2024, dedicate yourself to your own community. Donate to food banks. Look after your neighbors. Join committees to advocate for change. If it works there, try pushing a little higher. That’s a concrete win. The world won’t magically heal, but your town, your city, will be a bit better thanks to you. Too often, we get lost in the enormity of it all. Forget all that and put one foot in front of the other in your own backyard.

What about the whole world? Global cooperation?! How do we bridge those gaps? The answer’s ugly, but it’s the truth. Humans are spectacular at putting out fires. We don’t prevent them, but when all hell breaks loose, we come together. A common enemy, a shared disaster, or a collective hopelessness is when we forget our differences and come together. When our backs are up against the wall, we come together in a kumbaya moment to find God.

That’s my solution. That’s my path. We won’t prevent new crises, we all know we’ve failed spectacularly at that. Climate disasters that force mass migrations, resource wars that crumble our global economy, these horrors may knock some sense into us. Will it be brutal? Yes. Will it be a path paved in suffering? Yes. But through that pain, there’s a sliver of hope, a chance that we might just find a common purpose after all.

It’s a damn bleak plan, but it’s one I’d wager money on. We’ve shown the world repeatedly that doing the right thing just because it’s right isn’t enough for us. We need to focus on building stronger communities, then we should prepare as best we can for the storms ahead, and pray that in the shared crucible of future disaster we might finally learn to work together.

The world as we knew it did end on December 31, 2049. What comes next, well, that’s on all of us.

Filed Under: Saving the World

Humility and Narcissism: A Parable of Science

By Diane Kane

Date: February 21, 2024

To: Suzanne Taylor and David Lorimer

From: Diane Kane

Re: The Scientific and Medical Network 2024 Essay Contest

 

Dear Suzanne and David (or Hope and Admiral Lorimer, as you are known in my essay),

It is Diane Kane writing to you here, but I am going to speak in-part as Prudence who is a character in my essay entitled Humility and Narcissism: A Parable of Science. Whilst Prudence respects that the time for entering a submission into the contest has ended today, she (and I) would very much like to reserve the right to submit a late entry. It is fully understood and respected that any chance of being considered for a prize will have passed. However, this feels important to bring to completion, yet Prudence and I need more time to finish. This essay has a life of its own and it continues to come out almost fully formed, but it has its own pace- as do I.

My health issues have flared over the past six weeks and there is a limit to how much I can accomplish each day. Having this project has been a light for me in a time of trial. Through the fantastical thinking that I am channeling for the writing of this parable, I have connected again with my mother very closely. I cried as I wrote that last sentence, and saying it aloud is not yet possible for I would drown in my tears. But they are not tears of sadness so much as tears of release. The vaccine took my mother from me and my family very brutally, and my heart got hardened. At least it got as hard as my heart can get and I retreated into my shell, which is a place where only my mother could reach me. I was too unwell to travel back to Florida to be with her before she passed and it remains my deepest heartache. There has been a pit of sorrow lodged in my soul for over two years now.

But God lives on in my heart and I do feel my mother’s presence when I pray, and whenever I mourn. I remember her always. Yet, there was this thing about my mother and I that was very special, and it had gone missing from my life. I have some of the same closeness with my sisters and my fathers as well, but nobody else will ever be my mother. We never once argued, and we could laugh together until we couldn’t breathe and we didn’t even have to explain why to each other sometimes. It was a rare connection and everyone who loves us would say so. We had the same blood disorder and life gave us both some real ups and downs, but we always bounced back. My mom taught me resilience. Even with the many sacred ways in which I still feel connected to her, a deep melancholy has remained and I had lost the laughter. Writing this essay has brought that back to me. My mother’s name was Judy and, in the parable, she is Grandmother Faith because she was a grandmother to many. When she passed, “Grandma” was her station in life and she absolutely adored every minute of it.

You see, she loved children and she reveled in nursery rhymes. She knew them all word-for-word and would sing them for fun, sometimes at the strangest of times. My father was fancier, with his Wall Street ways, but my mother was born and raised on a beautiful farm in Iowa- which she always called the heartland of America. For me, since that is where she came from, I knew she was right. She was my personal heartland, and she was right about many things in her own kind and humble way.  I never imagined I would start this essay and find my mother inside of it but, like Dorothy in The Wizard of Oz with her ruby red shoes, I think I had this power within me all along. I simply had to open my heart, and my imagination. I can hear her in the words I write, and in the meaning behind those words. Her spirit and her laughter came back to life for me this way and for that, Hope (Suzanne), I am eternally grateful to you. My mother would have liked you very much and she would have wanted me to thank you for helping me to find her again. I have been lost without her, and my heart cannot thrive in such a hardened state.

And so, with disappointment that I missed the deadline but with a certainty that I have already received my prize, I am writing to say thank you and to ask if you could please give me a few more moments with my mother. It seems that I need to spend a little bit more time with her before I can bring this essay to a close. I know that she will stay with me afterward, and I am certain that our laughter will remain, but we have just a little bit more to say together. I have spent a lifetime researching and writing academic and medical literature, mostly funding procurement grants for social services agencies who help people in-need. My mother taught my sisters and I to be of charitable minds, and gracious hearts. I miss the mark on the second one sometimes, as perhaps we all do, but I keep myself going by staying focused on helping others. I believe that my essay may ultimately be able to really and truly do that if I can get it right. I have something important to say and I am going to keep working to say it.

By way of a progress report, I must confess that Prudence had a little trainwreck in her brain yesterday. It was a collision that occurred when trying to shift gears from writing scientific literature back over again to the whimsical prose. It was a little overwhelming, so a short pause was in order. Whenever I write, I have a process. I conjure and ponder, and I research and outline; then I conjure and ponder, and I hypothesize and create; then I conjure and ponder, and I edit and publish. I cannot rush it, for it sets its own pace. Although I will be late to submit, all in all, this essay is coming fast for me and so I do feel the end of this story is near. My sister and my father have both encouraged me to explain where I am at so that you can, at the very least, know how much this experience means to me. I can hear Admiral Lorimer from a distant shore encouraging me to stay the course, to be disciplined, to show up for the work, and to let the process unfold naturally. And I think you would both wish for me to continue to try to let my heart light shine, and to be able to spend just a smidge more time with my mom. And there go my tears again, as my heart continues to thaw.

With Hope in my heart, and a firm commitment to finishing this voyage, I bid you adieu for now. Thank you for this wonderful contest and I will applaud the winners are when they are named with no regrets. I will look forward to sharing my parable with you as soon as I finish. And then, we will all live happily ever after.

With my kindest regards,

Diane (and Prudence).

P.S. I will attach below a small sampling- or a teaser as they say in Hollywood, isn’t that right Hope?

 

Humility and Narcissism: A Parable of Science

By Diane Kane

Once upon a time, not long after the Great Plague of 2019, a group of humble Inquisitors uncovered many of the great mysteries of human health and disease. It was a marvelous feat of accomplishment, yet nobody ever sought any accolades. The story has remained untold until now because these unsung heroes had worked together quietly and diligently, with the soul-goal of bringing healing to their broken world. Twenty-six years later, it is hard to believe how painful life used to be for so many. The solutions finally came when more people started to understand the underlying problems. However, change was hard-earned because the humble Inquisitors realized that the innocent hordes of head-in-the-sanders who were being harmed would not seek change until the pain of the pain they felt had become greater than the pain of the change.

And so, it begins. This is the story of the Science family and the Great Reckoning of 2024 that took place between the Land of Narcissism and the Land of Humility, and how this reckoning led to long-lasting peace and prosperity for all. But victory was not achieved without a fight. It was a classic battle between good and evil, between justice and oppression, between truth and deceit. In many ways, both scientific and spiritual, it truly was a matter of life and death. And so it was, a story as old as the ages but with a modern twist. The world had never-before possessed so many impressionable technologies with such extraordinary capacities to harm and control people, and these new tools were used during the Great Plague to deny freedoms in many lands where Lady Liberty had once reigned supreme.

It was a time of grave political and cultural inflammations, all of which resulted in great strife. Much to her dismay, Prudence came to realize that there were bad people intentionally lighting these flames of discord and destruction for it is easier to manipulate a society that is at-odds with itself. These efforts to destabilize were dizzying to most people, which was their nefarious intention. Prudence has a delicate sensibility, and she likes to see the best in everyone, so it took her a moment to see through their smokescreens and gas-lights. But, as their devious plans took hold, the dupers became unabashedly delighted with themselves and it was their arrogance that eventually led to their demise. It was the pride before the fall that had toppled them. Yes, thought Prudence, a story as old as the ages. Thankfully, it was a tale that her dear cousin Hope from the City of Angels helped her to tell.

As the troubles mounted around the globe, robust discissions were encouraged in the Land of Humility, but in the Land of Narcissism there was no debate. In Humility, ideas flourished and those ideas were freely shared far and wide to help ease suffering and to bring joy back to the world. Prudence and her sister Patience knew that over in Narcissism, where their brothers Risky and Reckless lived, that new ideas were cultivated and exploited solely for acquisition of money and power. Risky and Reckless never seem to concern themselves with matters of safety, and poor sweet Patience was all worn out by Risky and Reckless and their powerful friend Greedy. They did not seem to ever burden themselves with worry or concern over the bad policies and procedures they imposed. Collateral damage was to be expected, and the Humble people were ignored or denigrated when they dared to confront them. But, as it turned out, Greedy and his ilk were hurting many of their own people, so Prudence wondered when the Narcissists would rise up and turn on each other.

Prudence had not always lived in Humility. In fact, she grew up spending a great deal of time with Risky and Reckless and she knew them well. She understood first-hand how dangerous they could be when they had no restraints. Sure, they could be fun sometimes, exhilarating even. But all of it would leave Prudence with an empty and meaningless feeling, like they were always putting all their energy into things that only served themselves. And now, with Greedy paying their bills and feeding their predatory instincts, Risky and Reckless had grown completely out of control. In younger years, a little bit of a Risky behavior could be rewarding, but Prudence knew from those childhood days that Reckless was never wise. Not ever, not even once. Mother Nature had always told them that he was just an accident waiting to happen. While living full-time over in Narcissism had changed Risky into something else entirely, Reckless had always been eager to please people like Greedy. Reckless and Greedy were born for each other. Prudence knew the ways of the Narcissists, and she knew they were still on the prowl. Mother Nature needed to be protected, and Father Time was telling us to hurry. While the dear citizens of Humility never wish to fight, they proved themselves to be valiant warriors for all that they held dear…

 

Later in the story…

Wise Uncle Iain reminds us that we can view differences as distinctions rather than divisions and that our well-balanced friend Harmony must be respected. Trying to navigate between the two communities for the betterment of all the world, Uncle Iain drove over from Humility to Narcissism one day and what he encountered was most unusual. All the road ways turned only to the left, all the houses were on the left side of the street, and none of them thought this to be odd. In this closed system, one can drive in circles for hours while never covering any new ground or seeing any new points of views. If anyone dared to veer onto the right side of the road, they would be mocked and called all kinds of names like Anti-technology Terrorist or Creationist. The Narcissists seemed to think the term Creationist was an insult, but it is a term that many right-siders wear with gentle pride to this very day. As Uncle Iain maneuvered his way out of the closed-minded, one-way road system of this strange little elitist village, he could see more houses on the right side of the road, and traffic and information starting flowing more freely in all directions. He could hear birds chirping again and the sun started to shine more brightly. Seeking communion with Mother Nature was important, and the Narcissists would have none of it. “Oh dear,” thought Uncle Iain, as he put the pedal to the metal and aimed his car straight back in the direction of Humility, “whatever shall we do to overcome the discord and to halt the damage?”

Back in Humility, as Admiral Lorimer led Uncle Rupert and Uncle Iain beyond the brain to speak of the great mysteries of the world and of the truth-filled beauty of every living creature, they pondered the great unanswerable question they have of the “hard problem.” Together, they sought an understanding of how life is all interrelated. Wise Aunt Marilyn, the pioneering scientist and intuitive mystic who showed the world the phenomenally phenomenal phenomena of epigenetics, reminded them from the chatroom that all living beings are interrelated, from atom to cosmos, through our higher order structures, and that we possess not just the ability but the propensity for epigenetic inheritance. As it turns out, hearing deficits didn’t only occur in the Land of Narcissism, but even in the Land of Humility we can find that wise men do not always listen to the wise women who seek to educate them.  But we overcame this and the answers were found…

 

 

Filed Under: Saving the World

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