Off the beaten track exist some very large and spectacular forests. These giants of time innumerable are carrying us forward into the future of our existence. Standing on the thickness of Mycilium networks the Living Earth's internet is buzzing and flying along.
We all to often take for granted the process of Human existence, like it is a born right of humanity to exploit the natural environment, but there are those of us that are making a great change. And moving forward striding into abundant earth, stepping beyond the scarcity model that we are sold.
I feel that systems like Steem, Bitcoin, Gamecredits and other such systems that i have a vested interest in are a part of nature, the Data that we crunch stored on pieces of nature, those minerals that were once a part of the inside of the Earth, a tree, a crystal, rocks, silicon.
While we sit and read and reflect upon the natural systems that we have sacrificed to get ourselves a pokémon go app, i will walk into nature and thank her for all that she gives, endlessly, so that us, the children of nature are supported in our endeavors to find out what it means to exist.
Walking down a street viewing it through virtual reality googles, as if disconnected from all that is around us, like the Wall-E film, super devolved beings that are like blobs of jelly, jellyfish, the super conscious reality that robots are becoming our masters. In this place, i move back in time, to a place where we sit and reflect upon the life of our children. What will they have? What will they bring to our Earth to show us the way forward.
Out of the deception of the Banking Elite that tells us that money is the meaning of life, maybe crime is the meaning of life, the biggest crime bosses sitting in the centralised systems stressing out over the opensource developments of the decentralised economy, a place where money has been repurposed, where real people, us, are able to create our own credit, Standards and Poors be gone.
Of all the criminals on the planet, those that are continuing the destruction without remorse are the ones that will lose the greatest, once they wake up and realise the shame that the have created. Seeing the words of Chief Seattle from 1850, asking the US congress to look after nature in the way the First Nations did, these people have failed, monetized the Living Earth as resources to be exploited, backing banking with wood, gold, silver, salt, oil, and most largely, war, weapons and drugs.
War against existence, the fear that drives the man to seek what it is that he has lost, in the end, all that is, is Nature. Lost, then found, rediscovered, as it was never lost in the first place. Just, for a time, forgotten.
Sitting in a forest for a moment, or many moments, will take you away from all this and bring you back to they place where you once belong, the trees, the place of the heart, the mother, Aluna, Pachamama, Papatuanuku, many names she has, the mother of us all. Embrace us in your womb of nurture where we are supported to carry on through time to the place of our ancestors, Tipuna, The old people, those that still hold strong the principle of nature. Where there are no bounds.
Just the Earth and her Children.