The New World

It was a big country, a beautiful land. It didn’t even realize how beautiful it was, because real beauty is unaware of itself as anything in particular. In the same way, the sun doesn’t admire its own radiance, it just shines. Few there were who had ever seen such beauty extending out in all directions, a glory that just increased and even exceeded itself beyond any calculated measurement of space. Certainly, small patches of loveliness could be found almost anywhere on the known earth, but the beauty of this country was utterly incomparable.

And so it remained, until on one otherwise ordinary day the hungry darkness disembarked from a bleak container that had borne it over the seas. It had sailed out from a darkened world in search of light to subjugate. At that fateful time, which may have been inevitable because of the nature of this duality world, it spewed forth its virus of so-called civilization, which injected itself into the vulnerable body of this New World, gradually infecting its every nerve and limb with its deadly poisons, even down to its cells.

What some would later mark with celebrations and raised toasts of victory, others would remember with a bitterness that could not be thoroughly appreciated unless they too had lost everything which they imagined had once been theirs — the beauty that made this life bearable, the vibrant pulse of an unspoiled land of abundant bounty and vast grandeur.

Because we now understand a bit more clearly the nature of the disease — otherwise known as the “human stain” — it does not require a prophetic seer to predict the consequences of civilization’s onslaught on the beauty to which it had presumptuously laid claim. First came the betrayal and then the genocide of the indigenous peoples, with millions upon millions slaughtered in the name of the conqueror’s quasi-religious mandate.

Later followed the importation of an enslaved race to serve the greed of the mad children of darkness who busied themselves accumulating wealth at the expense of their environment. As the decades followed, great forests were leveled to make room for the spawn of man. The vast resources that had once so gracefully supported the country’s beauty were systematically polluted and exhausted, paved over with asphalt and concrete so that the commerce of the darkness could be more efficiently pursued.

Of course, it was to be expected that they would eventually break into factions of conflicting interests, and then set upon slaughtering each other in a horrific frenzy of bloodshed in order to determine whose self-interests would prevail. And even though the battles are now disguised as political contests, the war rages on to this day, with a nation of people perpetually divided among themselves, reaping the harvest of seeds sown back at the time the darkness arrived to despoil the beauty and gobble up the light.

 

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About Bob OHearn

My name is Bob O'Hearn, and I live with my Beloved Mate, Mazie, in the foothills of the Northern California Sierra Nevada Mountains. I have several other sites you may enjoy: Photo Gallery: http://www.pbase.com/1heart Essays on the Conscious Process: http://theconsciousprocess.wordpress.com/ Poetry and Prosetry: https://feelingtoinfinity.wordpress.com/ Writings from selected Western Mystics, Classic and Modern: https://westernmystics.wordpress.com/ https://freetransliterations.wordpress.com/ Wisdom of a Spirit Guide: https://spiritguidesparrow.wordpress.com/ Thank You!
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2 Responses to The New World

  1. We are in synch Bob – here I am reading Annie Proulx’s epic ‘Barkskins’… tracing three hundred years of “…the greed of the mad children of darkness who busied themselves accumulating wealth at the expense of their environment. As the decades followed, great forests were leveled to make room for the spawn of man.”

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