Listening to “Dargaard, “Rise and Fall“, 2004,
Not a well known band. Not a popular theme with our current crop of “Brights”. After all, they know everything, see everything, and “understand” all the reality that matters. Right?
A number of legal rulings in recent years in the U.S. and Canada have come down on the side of the progressive meme that “Natural Law” no longer applies to our “Society”, our “Civilization”.
What is “Civilization”? What is “Society”? What were the habits and cultural trends when the Greeks sank into oblivion? When Rome sank into oblivion? When the Eastern Empire sank into oblivion? France? Wiemar? The mighty Soviet colossus? Just the first few that come to mind, the list is endless spanning all of history.
What is to be done when the life goes out of a culture and a society, the idea of “natural law” ridiculed and abandoned; when appetites and passions rule and all civilized restraint is cast aside on the alter of self indulgence? Is there anything to be done to redeem or restore the wreckage as the slide into the pit of deviance and degradation continues at an ever increasing rate?
I think not. There are no believers to uphold the right, the just, the moral. There is dissension everywhere, eloquent wisdom of the jackals, pandering to a phalanx of followers and hangers on. A cloistered parenthesis of tawdry trepidation staring runny eyed into the infernal chasm of the banal. The kingdom of the chestless.
Looking upon the daily actions and proclamations, the daily supplications to this and that, some of us gain some wisdom but it is not the wisdom of the wise, not the wisdom of this age, or of the rulers of this age. All these must pass away, and come to nothing. looking back over the last four thousand years there is not one exception to this, regardless of how sure each generation was in their righteousness and power, “Look on my works ye mighty, and despair”.
No ruler or wise man in their generation understand this because they are blinded by their own brilliance and think”Of course, how could it be otherwise”? Jealousy and Strife are rampant. Our ancestors only laid a foundation. We are the current work gang, the current builders. We decide how the structure grows or falls, and the Justices are anything but…
The image is a link. Arrogance, pride and immorality, greed, rivalry, fraud, drunkenness, drugs, adultery, fornication, promiscuity, deviance, prostitution, gluttony, recourse to the courts, brother against brother, sister against sister, mother against father and father against mother, slavery, mutilation, bestiality, sacrifice and taxes, an endless list of human travail.
All of us are “knowledgeable” and does not knowledge puff us up with self importance, does it not invite us to hold forth about things about which we know nothing based on our perceived expertise in another area? If anyone thinks he knows something he has not yet realized that he knows nothing. It is what we don’t know we don’t know that bites us to death.
We easily follow dumb idols, wealth power, sex, self importance, self esteem, influence, possessions, standing in the community, what are our personal idols?
I speak in poetry and wisdom in honeyed tones. All shall LOVE ME and despair. All shall abide by my directions. I understand mysteries, I prophecy a future of comfort and plenty for all.
BUT … somewhere in here the tunes changed to this …
Am I patient and kind? Am I Jealous or boastful? Am I arrogant or rude? Do I insist on my own way? Do I rejoice at other’s experience of misfortune? Am I irritable and resentful? Do I bear inconvenient events and happenings with patience and good will? Do I give folks the benefit of the doubt? Am I cynical? Have I no hope?
Thinking on how I live my life … there seems to be a large amount of room to be bitten by what I don’t know I don’t know. About the only thing that seems obvious is that we have seen all of this before, many many, times throughout history. Rewriting history to hide the unpleasant truth doesn’t help one to avoid the consequences of our actions. We are history in the making. What has come before doesn’t fill me with joy at our potential.
Do you ever feel like you are are standing night watch, looking out over Hadrian’s Wall, the loneliest outpost of the empire, with a cold wet winter breeze rustling your hair in little puffs, and a chill runs down your back because you can’t see what is coming at you in the dark, and Rome is crumbling behind you? … and the last Centurions laid their shields in the heather and took a barbarian wife.