“…the less affluent of European descent…has roots in the cross-cultural coalition that spearheaded colonial settlement in the seventeenth century at the expense of the Indigenous and enslaved Africans. ”
Disparate realia on the face of things can be historically contorted and turned into something other than how it was originally ignited. This being none other recent Occidental historicity. Contorted, like tainted origami, so much so, that its monstrous origin has been cosmetically strategized.This is what the historian Gerald Horne so incisively underscores when he sees its swarming instigation, its moves and counter-moves, its bursts, and recuperation from failure, its partial successes via setback and delay, its haunted caves erupting with bodies, always alert concerning circumstance of advantage and disadvantage, that has devolved to contorted centigrade, and presently signals a monumental shift as arc into the abyss. All of the above marks the beginning of the modern world ignited by the Portuguese. During that early era the spoils of the aboriginal world were decided upon as double venture between the Spanish and the Portuguese. When both signed the Treaty of Tordesillas the gold and the murder was divided between them. Between 1500 and 1800 navigating skills, wanton use of weaponry, so what evolved was a toughened psyche indifferent to slaughter. This being the dominant character of European exploration striding from the feudal realm into beginnings of modern capital. The individual was fattened by his successful profit from bought and sold bodies. This was certainly not just a quest for personal liberty, but for significant material gain. The European adventurer found not only a way to advance his personal liberty, but to powerfully increase his financial largesse. In hindsight this amounted to more than specific avarice and mayhem, but in the scheme of things amounted to collective psycho-financial enrichment.
This iconic era was dominated by the tenor of European embellishment with its willingness to slaughter, to advocate its circumspect spiritual drought. A drought empowered by the persuasive power that continues to intoxicate via an underlying gall. Of course, this gall began to saturate its psychic sinew to such a degree that only a barbarous foliage could accrue. And this remains the current spasm in the atmosphere as it symbolically strategizes planetary miasma, while symbolically gasping on spores from black rice. An atmosphere at best, that respirates via moral imbroglio, but also suggests energy more in keeping with suicidal methodology that, at present, has plunged beyond itself into a tragically culpable cul-de-sac.
In keeping with the above this remains a sullied existence where one’s neural electricity remains embrangled, capable of partially reversing enunciation of itself in partial half-counts. Such a state gives way to genetic contortion, to long term contravening. As if collective overall character had been submerged in brine rising from the latter’s vapour consumed by general unease. Being forced to respirate within this tenor conscience distracts itself by deferring to the past that focused its power upon profits and ghosts. This being the pathological genealogy of the slave holding class, crowned, in the 18th century with the prestigious display of culturally engendered whiteness.
The official entry of the merchant class into the trading of bodies ascribes their collective soul to the region of bats and spiders, of strongly plotted circumstance that continues to open onto an onerous neural road. It continues to script a devolved scenario from tragic amounts of blood that continue to leak from chronic micro-suggestion. This remains the barbaric seeding by which life is forced to thrive stranded as it is on a noxious psychological mesa.
In sum, a dazed summation as collective heritage having found its original advantage from the African Holocaust. Thus, a schizophrenic enervation pervades our present circumstance pulled by equilateral inertia exploring for particles that drift from the multiverse. This seems none other than rubric that has occurred from misperception sired by generational deficit. Such a mind evinces itself through sharded inner cartography. This sharding carries its toxins as an epigenetic blinding having been seeded across psychic eons before the earliest era of settler conflict. Its definition of violence having already been fervently honed by Spanish/ Portuguese praxis. This being psycho/physical profit accrued by violence where “…aristocrats by lineage became merchants by currency.” Largesse exploded via the oscillation of bodies. This remains in its depths a practically incalculable strategy existentially wrought in a prior era. Circa 1620 there were 20,000 Christian captives held at Algiers, (in the vast scheme of things) a proto-gambit, a subconscious architecture for things not quite solidified. The psychic mortar had not yet dried. Not unlike an inchoate chess maneuver this was a curious detail in preparation for the heinous.
Such experience further extolled the colonial psyche as a viperous hydra doubly seeded by greed and revenge. I can do nothing other than peer into this bubonic historicity bringing to view this tirade of poison, not as a mocking bird, but as a presence who makes known this morass by poetic detection.
During this transitional squall between feudal enclaves and global capital market’s absolute sacrifice was of the order. Incidents such as the 20,000 Christian captives in Algiers, on the surface of things seems as an operational non-sequitur, but at a deeper remove being a curious spur to greater, architectural evil. It is as though the proto-colonial eye were was self-condemned to its original ire as though pythons had coagulated into a poisonous sty, so in this circumstance a sty translates to psychic squinting. And with this painful squinting the psyche existed as nothing but a harbinger of brutal specifics. So Sioux, or South Indians or Afro-Ethiopians could be assaulted on the principle they were more animal than human. Being a seeding source to these named groups I personally remain as a haunted figment whose group engendered one hundred million losses during the teeming Middle Passage from Africa to northern climes of America. Thus, I remain a haunted fleck of carbon considered to possess a partially useful mind. Institutionally I am considered to be an annoying substrate formed from inadequate splendor.
So to recede my previous enunciation, late feudalism was merely a stage, a curious liminal frenzy, where its existential misery was merely a stage, a furious connecting frenzy, so by resorting to the Glossary of chess, this initial phase of misery and profit, seems analogous to the pawn sacrifice, where Christian corpses plied the way in service of the coming markets, this being the time when, the aristocratic charters gave way to the merchants and their open trading markets after 1688 marked by term Glorious Revolution, which signaled the rise of private capital in the selling and slaughter of bodies. Thus the genesis of violence and capital, with their simultaneous focus being on the realm that was Africa and the Americas. Graft was institutionally heightened and turned to incendiary profit. And this incendiary profit over the ensuing centuries has amounted to nothing other than static aspiration, nothing other than a defunct raillery that continues to function as de facto worship of capital for billions and billions of souls.
Exoteric history is none other than an exquisite hanging doll. Within this context life comes to more than an imprisoning stasis, no more than a beaten horse attempting to stride through hail toward its coffin in the Earth. One thinks of a cornered lioness suffering threats from hyenas or a hunkered assembly of hungered souls whose crops have been set upon by locusts. Should we reach the era that culminates in the year 2375 we need abandon the present caricature of ourselves that has been engrained in the cells since the rise of early capital. The latter, shadowing the motion of our very respiration, more pervasive than that of ancient capital that gave rise to Cicero and his class of Roman slum lords. The difference being that late capital now swarms the human system with threat and implied threat via the nano-second.
Gurdjieff understood the body to be an alchemical athanor, a riddle that self-ignites and cooks away dross so that soaring consciousness arises. Because our energy now functions as an uneven hand width it tends to continue to function towards caliginous rays of extinguished liberty. And it is within this realm that linear mechanics needs be extinguished allowing other levels of attention to accrue. This being levels where dictators can no longer fathom themselves by conjoining legions of followers to convene within stasis.
Perhaps the latter statement functions for pragmatists as a naive and utopian achievement, persisting, perhaps that I’ve attempted to invoke the blatantly impossible. One then is condemned as being none other than a strange alternative being existing via the linkage between the indigenous mind and the cosmos. Therefore the collective mind can no longer be governed by the cortical friction that understands its planning via strategic miasma. Heightened being naturally suffused with a differing neural calligraphy, not as an abandoned gerund, or indigenous lettering shunted away as ineffectual exotica, but as oxygen that fuels heretical talking points. Therefore such a mind-body complex can never gave in to the common level. It being far in advance of the tremor within capital that myopically charts itself according to provincial instruction. Provincial instruction overwhelmingly determines life according to reductive calibration where the blaze of great distance is compressed to a cinder. Might then reconfigures itself to behave as a muffled adage invading collective psychology via contorted enervation. Enervation in this context being a paradoxical behemoth always threatening, always lashing out with violence. This being a tragically condensed neural state preceded by a series of stiflings reaching back to the previously considered era. This being our extended dark ages that continues to drone in the cells without pressure or change.
Of course I seek to dis-ignite the principle character of the age, stunning as it is with in-solution. Of course the mind has been scaled to assume the momentary dictates of capital. Thus the population consists of the roughage of lemmings rushing pell-mell into shape-shifted illusion. This being purposeless motion based on the principle of self-assassination.
At present, events occur spasmodically within a stinging syllabus fraught with miasma. This being the miasma that has all along been made a strategy by old masters of capital in order to maintain the current order via neo-astigmatism and other delimited acts of experience.