Something wicked bubbles just beneath the surface of the collective
conscience. Our society is rife with corruption, predation, perversion,
over-consumption, violence, addiction and so much more. Somehow enough
is never enough, as if the driving force behind human existence is pure
want.
This is not true, though, for we know that spiritually well
beings are content beings, looking no further than the present moment’s
blessings for satisfaction. We don’t have an inherent need for want.
Want is a symptom, not the condition. It’s something that enters when
the spirit is untended to.
It must then be a spiritual illness
which plagues society. Something secretly driving so many of us mad with
insatiable desire for sensation and objects. Unforgiving cravings that
manifest in any way imaginable, from sex, to money, to food, to power
and even in the need to be perfect. It’s a war against the self, waged
unconsciously by the self. A below subconscious campaign of
self-annihilation.
There are no contemporary metaphors to
understand this kind of emptiness. The void just is. And since the void
is so rarely acknowledged and so rarely looked at deeply, it sits in the
shadows driving us mad, steering with impulse.
In Chinese Buddhist philosophy, though, there is a story that fits. The hungry ghost....<<<Read More>>>...