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The private automobile is the ultimate poster child for the age of cheap abundant energy, hopelessly unsustainable without immense inputs of highly concentrated energy and vast and ongoing investments in infrastructure.
Walking, bicycling, and public transit of various kinds are all options, and there are doubtless others.
THE ORDER OF THE APOCALYPSE
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If the world should end in fire
The oceans boiling into flame
I will watch the last sunrise
And think of all the sunny days
When the mystery of the skies
And the shifting clouds
Was enough to make me sure
That beyond the gauzy haze
Of life's listless dream
There's a place where time is dead
And all things stand still
And always will, and always will
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Close your eyes, take a few relaxation breaths, and let your mind's eye take you on a journey.
Image that you are traveling through OUR SACRED EUROPEAN LANDS. You have no fear of anything, because you know that THE LAND and THE PEOPLE are ONE.
CHIEF SEATTLE'S LETTER (Read by Joseph Campbell)
"The President in Washington sends word that he wishes to buy our land. But how can you buy or sell the sky? the land? The idea is strange to us. If we do not own the freshness of the air and the sparkle of the water, how can you buy them?
Every part of the earth is sacred to my people. Every shining pine needle, every sandy shore, every mist in the dark woods, every meadow, every humming insect. All are holy in the memory and experience of my people.
We know the sap which courses through the trees as we know the blood that courses through our veins. We are part of the earth and it is part of us. The perfumed flowers are our sisters. The bear, the deer, the great eagle, these are our brothers. The rocky crests, the dew in the meadow, the body heat of the pony, and man all belong to the same family.
The shining water that moves in the streams and rivers is not just water, but the blood of our ancestors. If we sell you our land, you must remember that it is sacred. Each glossy reflection in the clear waters of the lakes tells of events and memories in the life of my people. The water's murmur is the voice of my father's father.
The rivers are our brothers. They quench our thirst. They carry our canoes and feed our children. So you must give the rivers the kindness that you would give any brother.
If we sell you our land, remember that the air is precious to us, that the air shares its spirit with all the life that it supports. The wind that gave our grandfather his first breath also received his last sigh. The wind also gives our children the spirit of life. So if we sell our land, you must keep it apart and sacred, as a place where man can go to taste the wind that is sweetened by the meadow flowers.
Will you teach your children what we have taught our children? That the earth is our mother? What befalls the earth befalls all the sons of the earth.
This we know: the earth does not belong to man, man belongs to the earth. All things are connected like the blood that unites us all. Man did not weave the web of life, he is merely a strand in it. Whatever he does to the web, he does to himself.
One thing we know: our God is also your God. The earth is precious to him and to harm the earth is to heap contempt on its creator.
Your destiny is a mystery to us. What will happen when the buffalo are all slaughtered? The wild horses tamed? What will happen when the secret corners of the forest are heavy with the scent of many men and the view of the ripe hills is blotted with talking wires? Where will the thicket be? Gone! Where will the eagle be? Gone! And what is to say goodbye to the swift pony and then hunt? The end of living and the beginning of survival.
When the last red man has vanished with this wilderness, and his memory is only the shadow of a cloud moving across the prairie, will these shores and forests still be here? Will there be any of the spirit of my people left?
We love this earth as a newborn loves its mother's heartbeat. So, if we sell you our land, love it as we have loved it. Care for it, as we have cared for it. Hold in your mind the memory of the land as it is when you receive it. Preserve the land for all children, and love it, as God loves us.
As we are part of the land, you too are part of the land. This earth is precious to us. It is also precious to you.
One thing we know - there is only one God. No man, be he Red man or White man, can be apart. We ARE all brothers after all."
"God is a metaphor for a mistery that absolutely transcends all human categories of thought. Even the categories of being, and non-being. Those are categories of thought. It is simple as that.
So depends on how much you want to think about it. Whether is doing any good. Whether it is putting you in touch with the mysteries as the ground of your own being. If it isn't, then it's a lie.
Half of the people in the world, are religious people, who think that their metaphors are facts. Those what we call, theists. The other half are people who know that their metaphors are not facts, and so
they're lies. Those are the atheists.
- Joseph Campbell, "The Hero's Journey"
And yes, I do not care if those are feckin' chemtrails up there in the clouds. Maybe they are, maybe not. I see the Birfrost bridge that connects us with the "otherword" and that's it! Period!
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The footage in the beginning is from yesterday (14.08.18), and the rest is from today.
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The Battle of the Teutoburg Forest (German: Schlacht im Teutoburger Wald, Hermannsschlacht, or Varusschlacht, Italian: Disfatta di Varo), described as the Varian Disaster (Clades Variana) by Roman historians, took place in the Teutoburg Forest in 9 CE, when an alliance of Germanic tribes ambushed and decisively destroyed three Roman legions and their auxiliaries, led by Publius Quinctilius Varus. The alliance was led by Arminius, a Germanic officer of Varus' auxilia. Arminius had acquired Roman citizenship and had received a Roman military education, which enabled him to deceive the Roman commander methodically and anticipate the Roman army's tactical responses.
Despite several successful campaigns and raids by the Romans in the years after the battle, they never again attempted to conquer the Germanic territories east of the Rhine river. The victory of the Germanic tribes against Rome's legions in the Teutoburg Forest would have far-reaching effects on the subsequent history of both the ancient Germanic peoples and the Roman Empire. Contemporary and modern historians have generally regarded Arminius' victory over Varus as "Rome's greatest defeat", one of the most decisive battles recorded in military history, and as "a turning-point in world history"
Text by Heilung.
Video editing, reading and woodland footage by - Borislav Vakinov.
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Track: The Messenger and the Spiritwind
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