Like the website that hosts it, this blog is only concerned with using art and brief texts to uncover the bias and other limitations of thought conditioned by memory and tradition, thus also revealing how this largely unacknowledged tribal egotism that affects all human beings creates and sustains the systemic disorder and violence of the world in which we all live.

Without a radical awakening to the immense distance between our mental and social reality and the truth, we are condemned to continue living in the same cruel division, conflict, and sorrow to which we ourselves sustain with our personal memories, thoughts, and desires.

Imagine! We Are Just Figments of Our Imagination

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I am enclosing below a link to a rendition of Lennon's "Imagine" by the Pentatonix that is quite special, even if their particular use of graphics diminishes to the depth and breadth of the lyrics.

It is funny that we have to imagine our shared humanity when, in fact, our fundamental equality is the truth and, therefore, the only common ground we have to stand on. 
It is our identification with exclusive, and therefore divisive groups and ideologies (both secular and religious) that is imaginary. What we each think, feel, and do to protect, expand, and project our cultural and psychological separation is also the cause of all the conflict, violence, and sorrow we suffer. 

We have no other real choice than to each peel off of our minds all the the claims to tribal exceptionalism and personal uniqueness cultural and psychological conditioning that we have adopted till all that is left is the natural intelligence and caring of understanding that these absurd claims have nearly suffocated. Our participation in life is as indivisible and sacred as life itself is.

To wake up to the plenitude of life is simply to see how false and dangerous is the conceit of separate existence.

     Thanks to Joyce H.S. who posted this version of IMAGINE on to her FB feed

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