Compassion is the gateway to the unconditional.
What roles do we take on in our lives? What relationships do we create just by participating? It’s a very real question, because a role can determine how one acts and responds, how one listens or even if one is freshly hearing content at all. Our eyes have blind spots that are auto-filled “by the brain” and yet we naievely assume our perceptual present mode reality to be completely honest with us. Really, though, it depends on how pure your perception of the true situation.
So consider that we’re all in it together, and that everyone has bullshit to wade through and emotional timebombs going off all the time. Eventually, if we stop planting the seeds for our own demise, and begin to cultivate and keep cultivating antidotes to our disjointed-from-reality-and-therefore-not-all-that-good-feeling states, we can accomplish the peace of the world. How is this so? Imagine if all humanity had the ability, willingness and courage to evolve toward the good. If every human on the planet saw the follies of destruction and overimbibing and saw what was unquenchable to be unquenchable and what was quenchable to be quenchable, then our world would be transformed seemingly overnight.
Yet, it seems as though there is a system of sorts in the way, a system that even if everyone were to see Aldous Huxley’s brilliance and be morally reconfigured in the bat of a lash, the long-rooted established architecture, streets, signs, books, posters, and whatnot would all point toward mans recapitulation into states of woe. So our battle becomes twofold; we must overcome our emotional depravity with emotional fulfillment -- an honest extrospection that lets the situation be without any sort of identity demands -- and we must help gradually convert our environment (our psychological environment) of books, media, and so forth, to be the kind that helps us sustain the beautifully completed unfolding of the potential of mankind, one community at a time.
