What is the Missing Peace?
THE TEST OF OUR TIME IS THE MISSING PEACE IN REAL RESOLUTIONS
The planet is calling to you,
Can you hear her whisper on the winds of time,
Gaia is asking you to change your mind,
She is feeling for the heart of the matter,
At what point do we turn the page?
Do you not notice the weather is strange?
How do we rearrange our world,
To begin a new story?
I dreamed of a world at peace,
For I saw the bridge,
I felt the change,
Yet many were in imagined dilemmas,
A prisoner’s dilemma,
To save themselves or the world?
To take the gold or pre-serve the earth?
Demise or a rebirth?
For they didn’t realize their inner conflict was lies,
Denial turned to persecution not whys?
Absolving rather than problem solving,
Hating rather than creating boldly,
Venturing into the unknown to find the hero is plunged into new adventures,
To find working together is the pearl emerging,
From the hard shell under covers,
Breaking the rock of ages,
Philosophers released from the stone age,
Returning to gardens of eden,
In search of the kernel of eternal truth,
To find the Golden Fleece,
Is the heart of inner peace.
When do we grow as civil societies?
When do we move beyond right and wrong?
Acceptance or rejection?
News media or reflection?
As discrimination, oppression and anger takes centre stage,
When do we stop what is not working and say …
We can work together to start again.
My heart traverses the planet,
Of solar systems,
A multi-verse of love songs in spiral motion,
For you see the tales of whales in the oceans,
Whaling as they sing to their brethren mates,
In secret languages, dialects with personal accents,
A family lineage of 80 whale populations of unique diversity,
Is it Right to turn whales Blue?
Hunting the subterfuge of scientific research,
Where health, behaviour and recovery is represented in death counts,
As harpoons are the booms of depleted communities,
Slaughtered under the full moon in full view,
The immunity of impunity of shared rights to life,
As the Steve Irwin resurrects environmental protection in international waters,
A plight all governments could make right with insight,
As we watch the sacred balance tip overboard into insanity,
The calamity of human ingenuity lost the soul purpose,
Of life on earth.
3 to 30 million species cohabitate this world,
Who has time to investigate rates of extinction?
140,000 per year removed from the footprint,
Never to be seen by future generations skating to the brink,
Yet that is just a surface prediction of biological sinks,
For the numbers are much higher than you think,
As our awareness is much lower as we sink into apathy,
So many high’s and low’s,
Who cares when there are bills to pay,
There is nothing to say,
Just do the job and take home pay,
As the latest craze comes and goes,
Master Chef and the Biggest Loser occupy thoughts,
Promoting tasty eating as winning over eating to excess as losing,
For pleasure is the talking point,
Rather than a talking stick illuminating self gratification
as over consumption,
Poverty as market protection,
And critical junctions of pressure on food stocks,
Where greed fills silos as the need for higher prices,
Notions that rock the boats,
As boat people hit the rocks,
For we are out to sea in reality.
We watch life believing a holographic digital reality,
Passively escaping into sitcoms, dramas and sports,
Entering a cyber space of modern age cohorts,
The media mesmerizes the cage with rorts,
As problems escalate into protracted riots,
Drama puts on the armour coating,
Rioting police shield from public disorder,
Hardening the shell of zero tolerance,
Whilst the masses ignore the mission bells,
Tolling that nature is about to hit the rocks,
Ringing on time to pay the toll,
As we were sold on business-as-usual as a bank roll,
To find we are out of work,
Out in the hot and cold,
And in Depression.
The global crisis cannot mainline pipelines,
Sound grabs of financial crisis are the tag lines,
Economic standards and poor is calibrated as a downward trend,
As we are swallowing massive consumption to the end,
Wallowing in wars without end,
In a world war that is the real silent spring,
That is drying up the underground currents,
As water courses are salt licks,
Evaporation basins leave deposits but no savings,
Arable land burns and turns into desert storms,
Glacial ice buffers
1,500 metres thick
are melting,
Breaking up packs in opposition,
As lakes forming,
Norms are storming,
Ice cores boring,
As we marvel at the aurora borealis,
To find the light show fades,
As electromagnetic waves degrade with shrinking ice sheets,
As dancing polar reversals catalyse the greatest feat,
That is not a rehearsal,
For the real climate has changed at this stage,
as the planet is estranged,
Surface tensions reaching boiling point.
It is said the meek will inherit the earth,
For egoic consciousness is not conscious of earth origins,
We have not re-membered we are one with our mother,
The family of life is a continuous circle,
An ancient Ouroboros,
A miracle of particle physics and waves,
An exploding pinpoint of the big bang,
Synergistic energy exchange,
Embed universal laws setting natural limits in motion,
For we cannot breathe without oxygen,
We cannot enjoy the sunlight without ozone,
We cannot grow food and eat without the gold in top soil,
As we toil with inert fertilisers to recover this fertile crescent,
To discover in the present
our commitment
is blowing in the wind.
4 billion people perspire to eat fast foods and open aluminum tins,
To drive fast cars and get laid is to win,
To live in the lap of luxury is to reach the premium grade,
To find the blade of ego dull yet slick,
It is the state of play that can never pay,
A lifestyle that does not sustain a higher way,
As we play with life and death daily,
A game of Russian roulette,
A China syndrome,
An American cone of silence,
As the drones are unmanned and out of line of sight,
Targeting enemies to fight rather than friends to love,
Like bowling pins we see multiple tipping points,
Falling over each other until the earth tilts,
For the human weight ratio of the world is on her shoulders,
As oil is extracted at a rate of 2 billion barrels a day,
Tectonic plates shift
a way,
Volcanic eruptions spew carbon dioxide
astray,
Leaving craters of ash ballooning higher stakes,
Instability as the earth quakes,
Birthing pains can’t be faked,
The message has been sent and we have to deliver,
But who is listening to fate of this late late show?
It is time to wake up all dream keepers,
To re-member we are stewards not marshals,
Not consumers nor servants,
We are each others keepers,
Dreamers awake!
For there is a new covenant,
A message to Get Up and take ownership,
That is to own your ship before she sinks,
The earth ship can only be owned with good deeds,
Not titles of greed,
As we see seed banks and carbon sinks lock in prophets,
Solutions supplant and replant the new earth,
No more rockets targeting old trajectories,
As world peace is the new range,
On sight with a new trajectory,
As realisation when the earth shifts under our feet,
Aligning with harmonic codes in time,
Carrying capacity loads diminish,
We live or finish,
Is the covenant of peace in these times,
Living as a harmonic convergence,
on time.
Are you waiting to terminate or germinate?
Now is the time to ruminate over fear or love,
And choose the experimental petrie dish …
Are your thoughts creating …
a culture of fear and violence?
Or
a culture of peace and harmony?
As the real climate change
reestablishes the bank balance,
Finding the missing peace is a resolution
in our evolution of
consciousness.