Conscience the blood of a living anarchist

 I shall now be a little more free and open with you than I was before. I wish we were all true-hearted, and that we did all carry ourselves with integrity.

~ Thomas Rainsborough

Anarchy seems so often clothed in the rebellion and intellectual dress of its followers. When I was younger we had the familiar old image of the Dove sign of two fingers held-up and apart as the symbol of peace. In the punk rock years of the late seventies and early eighties  that symbol metamorphosed and became the “V” of  vice, vandalism and violence. I am sure from the outside this seemed radical and rebellious and it was,  but within my community of friends it stood for something more.  To me personally it stood for freedom from cultural and religious accountability, but not from what lived at the root of its meaning,

“all true-hearted, and that we did all carry ourselves with integrity.”

It was not laws and dogmas that guided us but a true creative spark to change what pissed us off.  It was the Governments that lied to us  and the  dogmatic churches that belittled and brainwashed us with visions of hell and damnation. The worst characters to this abomination of their creation being Saint Augustine and the first Christian king from Constantinople, Constantine the Great.

Putting the blame aside,  I  understand that culture and religion breeds morals and ethics. The most powerful being how we learn these ways of being as an oral tradition passed on from mother to child.  The ethics and morals of what is right and wrong nurtured  by love, and this is the best scenario which is based on the bond between family and loved ones. The goal is to break the bonds of family and so move out into the world as a whole individual filled with integrity.

The above quote from Thomas Rainsborogh’s mouth states clearly the knowing  experience of the true anarchy experience.  This is the freedom to make the best choice for all concerned.  This is not because we have to, or because of peer pressure. It is because we are true-hearted, and that we carry ourselves with integrity as a single individual , with or without government, but hopeful that others will follow on their own accord.

In Aurora, Colorado James E. Holmes killed and it is still a mystery why he killed. My focus is not on him. He is an insane young man who because of his lewdness reveals to us a darkness, a shadow that this country must now face. This is not Anarchy!  It is something else and it is as dark and opaque as the sucking under-world. Yet, within this tragedy and drama is the extreme anarchy of a few individuals that cared more for another than they did for themselves.

I am speaking of the ones that died that day to save another life. I am not a political fool for this country, it is nothing like that.  In the chaos of this a hope shines forth …can you see it? This hope best shows us what the anarchist experience looks like. This is defined as an act for another that is based on the statement,   true-hearted, and that we did all carry ourselves with integrity. I am not saying that one should die for anarchy or die for another to experience  this anarchy experience because it can be viewed and achieved in the smallest of choices or actions.  I am saying that my heart is honored to know that within humanity there are individuals that have a conscience and this is the blood of a true anarchist. In these dark times I am often in a daze of overwhelmedness, today I cried and my heart-felt freedom.

Hold up the beam of light called conscience, hold it up to the Big Wigs, the Corpocracy, the Illuminati,  Wall Street and the Federal Reserve… they don’t have a chance.

This is the blood of a living anarchist !!!

I shall now be a little more free.

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