Whats the story?

ringdara

A kingdom of clans. Tribes of Earth. A family affair. Very few left ungoverned by the masses, disconnected by modernity. 

The mothering Earth has lost her ability to care for her children. We grow more "independent" by the day, climbing ladders of success and paying our own bills. All the while bombarding our minds with the cheapest of thrills, sickening our soul ties of connection ."In the pursuit of freedom" the lullaby of this generation. A word easily misconstrued, with a barrel of different definitions. What is it you seek freedom from? 

Undefined, freedom is escape. No quest for understanding, no room for acceptance. Through acceptance we open our hearts to the ancient knowledge of the kingdom of Earth. Duality fades, as leaves are shades of green, yellow or red, but never black and white. A mother and father, no longer children themselves. Formidable. A presence unwavering in authority, and yet kind, gentle, warm. A tribe of independent thinkers, with strict but fair rules. Governed by the creed of each other, everybody has a voice at this council. Free, united in a family of souls

.......

Years pass. And a bigger clan spells trouble. The strength of each member dwindles alone, causing huge debates and a narrowing of perspectives. Motions begin to pass as "for or against". The nuances of situations are now glossed over as the level of mutual understanding diminishes. Foreigners enter the ranks for their abilities in advancing the families situation, helping the heads to realise their dreams. Some members feel threatened as their duties have been removed, and others enjoy the respite. Tensions are high, as the energy in the camp is twisted from unspoken feelings. Emotions. Energies in motion they say.

Small actions lead to huge divisions. Some begin to disconnect from the spirit of family, as they refuse to fight for something trivial. With the clan heads having reassured them there is no reason to feel replaced, reassuring them of their importance and the unity they share. Division occurs, as power is no longer of equality. "Why must I be displaced and not you?" 

A weakened man seeks to regain his control. A once divine masculine is now overpowering his feminine balance, as he seeks to fight for his manhood. No man of ego will ever fully realise his role in the kingdom of Earth. 

  • Author: ringdara (Offline Offline)
  • Published: October 23rd, 2023 02:01
  • Category: Unclassified
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  • 2781

    Deep insight there.



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