BEHOLD THE GLOBAL ROUNDUP

We've come a long way from the hunter-gatherers we used to be—at least that's what we're told. 

We've formed ourselves into groups, and groups of groups, so we live in a complex society now.  We've achieved a sometimes inspiring level of culture in the arts, uncovered some intriguing technologies through science, and are in the process of initiating a spiritual synthesis that may hold great promise, depending on how we handle it. 

That's the good news.

INFOMANIA

We've also collected a mass of externalized information and experience (for what it's worth empirically) particularly over the last century or so and most notably in the past few years.  But with this veritable Everest of data now online and at our fingertips we should pause for a moment to think about what we're going to do with it.  There are repercussions to blindly assimilating raw data. 

COMPLACENCY BREEDS DISASTER LIKE DUNG BREEDS FLIES

What’s the big deal about complacency?

What's all the fuss about?

Why even bother with it?

Those are good questions, thank you for asking.  Oh you didn't?  Well, that's not surprising really.  Neither has anybody else—much.  But we should be.

BOTHER

Complacency is an important concept that's easily overlooked.  It comes in the guise of mundane self-satisfaction that quite ironically ignores the practicalities of the mundane world, and this lack of awareness means potential problems are missed. It's a form of intellectual laziness really—an attitude that says, “I can’t be bothered”—and it leads to disaster.

Isn’t that a bit strong?  No, it's not.  It’s how we got into this world mess in the first place.  That makes it dangerous.

Complacency encourages the formation of an alter ego called 'little me.'  Little me doesn't feel connected to the outside world so it doesn't care.  But then because it doesn't connect it can't feel supported either.  Little me sees itself as vulnerable.  Little me feels all alone.

When we don’t consider the ramifications of little-me thinking, we automatically isolate and limit ourselves.  And that's a grave danger too because we can’t exist in isolation.  A jaded history trades this tale.  It serves those who feel the need to tell others what to do to pass this lore; so we think we can't do without their protection.  But this has never been true except inasmuch as we believed them.

Slowly, slowly, we’re beginning to wake up to the greater truth of a different song.  Some are marching to the beat of a different drummer beginning to see how we're all part of a greater dream, the great whole, the infinite One—and we have been all along.

Just as soon as we realize this fully, first individually and finally altogether, well, then we dance.