Fables —> 001 The Many Hues Of Ourselves (Page)
I, eternally enraged, have always been fully captivated by the story of human evolution unfolding. Not so much a biological / intellectual evolution, but an emotional and social one.
I used to spend a lot of time raging against the injustices of our time, wondering who could see the farthest and what powers would have to converge to see us out of our technological petulance and abhorrence.
Then I came upon a series of curations that changed my life. The Heaven promised was not some abstract land in the SKY, but a surging sweep within - to build a haven for those exploited and kept DOWN, but it needed patience and love - what parents feel by instinct - but technology is till date being used to keep families, companies and communities apart!.
Some of those writings was about a "Premastra" - a "bolt of love." It's author wished to remain unknown so HE could smithy in silence :)
But HE did share me this - a premonition of another world...
Vidya and Avidya - the perennial dance of illumination and ignorance - until the mother awakens us all.
As we brace ourselves for full on World War 3, HE reminded me of the words of a dying man - son of India's soil - who, when the communal riots broke out, was confronted with a guilty father who had avenged his toddler's death by taking another boy's life.
He, the father, was told - I know a way out of hell - find a boy "of the other clan," orphaned - and raise him with as much love as you would your own, but to understand his own kind - for it is often in these "half-breeds" that the secret to our combined salvation lies.
Thus was born "wiseowls.life" - more than just a "blogging" platform - but a community of individuals living to establish a world that resonates with their highest sense of right.
There my enragement was half dissipated. And when a full moon was gone and another come, I met him again and said, what of my neighbours? - HE said - gather your "near" and "dear" and let a heartfelt smile come from your depths that ye may all break bread together, through thick and thin - just like Robin and John did those many centuries ago…
What if, HE said - that same technology wielded as a wedge between us and our kin were to instead unite us by streets. districts, cities and what have you? Thus was born the "Global Network" where nobody felt isolated, and we shed all preudice and inequities.
And who do we follow in this "grand march unto a new dawn of civilization?" Lightworrkers indeed. It has been ordained that only when their many many MOVEMENTS UNITE can full on catalysis take place. Much is unclear, but we must set forth
Continued…
Johnny L, Fables 7 Jun 2025
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