This alone may be the reason we are here and they, are watching us

I stopped and thought about this idea and for me there was a sadness. The two greatest pursuits of human kind are religion and science. Both have such high ideals and yet it feels like both have betrayed our highest potential. Religion professes to know the way to god and yet has been responsible for more death and destruction than any other human activity.

Science declares that through knowledge, we will become as god and yet the real truth of scientific discovery has been taken for the greed of a few and hidden from those who need it. We the people have become as dogs that are fed scraps from the table of discovery and wisdom.

What is left that will define us and reveal the splendour of the human spirit? The answer lies in that part of us that can not be defined or analyzed. That part that is god within us and that part that is total knowledge without learning.

We call it art. It touches us most deeply and yet it is the most unfathomable. It cannot be defined or enclosed, it can only be felt and experienced by that part of us that makes us human. Maybe art is the ultimate science and the true revelation of god in the body of human expression.

Art exposes our soul and reveals the the nature of beauty. Art joins hearts and hands across the barriers of religion, science and politics. Art is the language of love that needs no understanding or interpretation. It speaks to the evolved part within us and draws us up to our highest potential.

But there is a still a sadness here … Politicians and people with big decisions do not speak with art. They still bang the crude rocks of logic and debate and poke with sticks of reason and persuasion. They attack our emotions with false gods and vain promises to sooth our grief. There is nothing poetic in their words, there is no dance in their actions and there is no beauty in their creations.

This is not the human spirit that inspires and heals. This is not the way to join hearts and minds, this is not leadership of the highest human potential. Our leaders are but poor servants of the human kind and yet we must survive the journey through their barren desert.

And what has this journey gained us? We war and kill and destroy ourselves and this beautiful planet, we can just about reach the moon in a tin can pouring out fire. We travel everywhere in millions of tin cans driven by fire that is powered by the ancient blood of our planet. We can’t feed ourselves and we still belive it’s cool to be rich when others are dying of need. We measure our progress with achievement and not beauty and proudly call it … civilization.

But I have one hope that the offworlders who have come to see our ‘not so splendid colony’ may sense something stirring in all the noise and mess of humanity. It certainly is not our religion, or science. It can’t be our politics as all of this adds up to nothing more than a hill of beans …

But when that human heart expands, they see that brightness that makes them shiver and yearn for that experience. We feel it as a shaking in the skin, a creeping of cold fire that kindles, but does not burn. It ignites the very core of creation in our soul. Where does that dance come from? Where the music, the paint, that form? It has no formula, no science or religious belief, it just expands, unstoppable from the nothing within us, a creation from the greatest part of this creature that is called… hu-man. God-man

This alone may be the reason we are here and they, are watching us … This alone may be why they made us, like a pearl, flawed and beautiful, so that in time, we will show them the way back to the stars, to the sacred that is the one in all.