It's more a metabolic thing. How can anyone not be at their own center? Here I am, and things are arrayed around me. But some people consider themselves radicals, you know who you are? How can you consider yourself that? Isn't it THEM that's radical? I really would love to hear how you see yourself as the radical.
And many of you consider yourself to the left. It's a great respect you give your opposition, to define the middle in cooperation with them. On the one hand middles are whereever you put them, "normal" is just a statistic gathered from a group... it can be "normal" to have a dog, it can be normal to eat a dog. On the other hand, I believe in "natural center"(s) as well...
The natural center is that point where it is easier to understand the features arrayed before you. Let's say the features are the motions of heavenly bodies as seen from earth. Earth itself seems to be the center of all that motion and of course we struggled to see things that way for well over a thousand years (at least). But the natural center is the Sun... for taking that center made things simpler to understand.
The mosquito, buzzing along a trail of carbon dioxide toward you, sees itself as the center of it's world with the whole world passing by as if the mosquito were so mighty that it moved the whole world with it's tiny wings. And in fact it does.
But I think I'm in the center sociopolitically due to the fact that often I think I'm the only one that wants everyone in the club, I want a coalition of all, of the world. It's easy to contradict that desire of mine as unrealistic, I know, and it's easy to point out "these Republicans have to be fought... it's the only way" and I know that too.
But I'm not talking just about the nation, but about any group, any human interaction. A club is all about who you don't allow... people strewn from the amalgam are "good riddance". There is no political movement to unite all people, that would be contrary to thousands of years of social habituation.
People bug us... some times they just rub us the wrong way and we can't or won't understand why... we just don't like them... and those feelings are usually stronger than any coalition insofar as if we ignore the feelings for the club... we become bitter as a result, the feelings just cannot be overcome, for most.
Me, I find it all pretty tedious, I admit, people, people stuff, getting along... hell, I'd rather sit by a river and contemplate... but I look out in the world and I just don't see what I need to see.
I see the smell of a place that has burned. I hear the light of planet sad and weary of it's oppressors. I see the oppressors small and great all around us, in our language, our custom, our governments, and most stunningly, in ourselves, in our own minds, even the minds of the enlightened.
I'm certain the problem lies not in government, but in us. It's not in people compromising their values, their values are what they live, in a sense, you can't compromise your values, for whatever you act on... those ARE your values, and you may call the actions "compromise" to forgive yourself.
I forgive you too, because what can we do in a world where just yesterday, practically, slavery was normal, where just today, mankind killing mankind is normal?
We have to survive, and for our clubs to be survival clubs, perhaps they have to prefer exclusion in order to promote feelings of inclusion that people crave. Not just crave, but need, need to survive. Yet I am at the center because I see around me constellations of contradictory philosophies, ideologies, mental metabolisms and politics and I see room for them all to become.
Forgive me, father, but I see room for them all! Mother nature and I share a philosophy, "yes, you may have a try" we say.
I can condemn only 1 in 100 times that I see the condemnations made around me. I fight for progress in a world that perhaps would like to insist on a fight to the death instead. I know the progress we need is progress in our own minds. Who would take on the task of creating a new type of mind for the next 3000 years? Who wants to step up and answer the call of our nature and unfold these wings in our mind and finally fly with them? So far they are awfully heavy burdens otherwise.
If I go missing, you might just find me at the river or ocean with the world arranged about me on all sides.
