i'm curious. is there a plan? is it succeeding? is the plan to make us all slaves of the global market? are we there yet? is it simply to sow fear and chaos and extract the profit of disaster? isn't it the same in the end? is the plan the process, execrable yet inexorable, with no end in mind? what will the end of endless war look like? for everything does end. towers in vast fields of ashes, waste water rising to consume the low-lying ruins?
disarm your heart. walk in love, not fear. resist the waging, the ravaging, and the toxic wages of empire. write these things, on a placard, on a blog, in your heart. carry these thoughts of peace around. i know, it sounds naive and dorky. i was watching the plowshares activists on democracy now and thinking god bless them, even if there is no god of global weapons systems, bless them with love and resistance, they've been trying to disarm the corrupt military heart of the system for decades, and though the massively enlarged heart just keeps growing, adding stints and blood thinners and pacemakers, individual hearts are pacified and soothed by the idea that bombs could be disarmed and turned into plowshares. i've seen it happen, locally, seen hate turn to love. maybe we can't disarm the global arms trade, but we can disarm ourselves. we can disarm the hate the system would engender in our own heart.