Break Point 17/04/2015Posted by zoidion in Long Emergency, Mundane.
Tags: Arabia, Chris Martenson, collapse, Corn Island, Cushing, earthquakes, fracking, John Michael Greer, Koyaanasqatsi, Philip Glass, Russia, White's Law
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Twin Cities ephemera: It’s been a lovely week here (more so than expected, actually–some rain at the start,but neither drizzle nor deluge), living in the fleeting moments of spring’s awakening. Each day, the call to be outside has been more insistent than the day before.
Each morning, the slice of the moon has been thinner than the morning before.
resplendent before dawn
clinging to the eye
in the sun’s first hour
but vanished by noon
like a goose gone south
Each morning, I’ve noted the buds on the elderberry bushes and hardy kiwi vines bigger than the morning before. And the more cautious ones on the cherry.
And it was delightful to bask in the mild, still air in the gloaming just now, playing my fiddle. Past when I would have thought they’d be about, several birds stopped by briefly, wondering perhaps what that singing — or chirping? — sound was. As dusk deepened, Jupiter, at its zenith, came into view. I played on, knowing Venus had my back, in the west.
I improvised a bit, in G major, but mostly ran through whatever of my standards came to mind: “Old Billy Hell,” “Fiddler’s Elbow,” “Off to California,” “Irish Washerwoman,” etc.
But there’s one tune that keeps sticking in my brain, and it’s not even a fiddle tune, though I’ve been working on getting it down. It’s a Philip Glass tune: the theme, with that deep male voice intoning that one word, from the 1983 movie, “Koyaanasqatsi.” (I saw the movie, back in the day, and I think the CD was the first I acquired.) A Hopi word meaning: life out of balance.
The sounds, on the lower strings (viola or cello would be even better), give resonance to the words I’d taken in earlier from an hour-long conversation between John Michael Greer and Chris Martenson — you can listen or read the transcript.
Some would probably call it doomer porn, yet it helps me make some sense of the cultural dissonance I encounter on a daily basis. And it helps me sort out the indications of the current planetary cycles.
Like many people who avoid immersion in the nonsense drumbeat of the mainstream media, I have a strong sense that “things” are very near a tipping — or breaking — point. Greer, for example, spells out a key societal operating principle that is generally considered unmentionable: White’s Law.
Economic development is a function of energy per capita. As energy per capita declines, economic development goes into reverse. That is one of the things you cannot say in public.
That’s the background, but what — and when — will be the next big event that disrupts whatever fragile equilibrium remains in the world, or domestic U.S., economic and political situation?
Major recent domestic tumults have involved military invasions and occupations of civilian areas: Boston in the aftermath of the Boston Marathon bombing in 2013; Ferguson, Missouri, following the police killing of Michael Brown last summer.
Both were during very “Marsy” periods: when Sun and Mars were conjunct in Aries (where Mars is lord) in 2013, when Mars and Saturn were conjunct in Scorpio (where Mars is also lord) in 2014.
By late May 2015, Sun and Mars will be together in Gemini (where neither is lord) and forming a major configuration: opposite Saturn and square Neptune. Sun and Mars will conjoin on 14 June at twenty-three degrees Gemini: very close to the Mars position in the U.S. Declaration of Independence chart. Yes, a very martial period is shaping up. It could be military, it could be something else disruptive or explosive.
The U.S. has been stupidly poking the Russian bear for some time now; will Russian patience be exhausted?
Military situations in the Arabian peninsula have been spiraling out of control, both in the north and the south, with an increasingly shaky Saud regime in the middle. A full-scale Shia-Sunni conflagration could be underway by June, with oil infrastructure as primary targets.
Another spate of police killings of unarmed civilians across America could spark ugly mass confrontations as summer heat frays nerves.
Or the domestic break could come from another kind of spark: lightning. In a place such as Cushing, Oklahoma, the largest single oil storage place in the country, a crossroads of pipelines, and a hotbed of earthquake activity, thanks to fracking — a disaster waiting to happen.
A civilization, a nation, this dumb can’t count on luck forever. And with so little positive change for anyone to believe in since the economic meltdown of 2008, — large-scale voluntary change, so stoutly resisted through the entire Uranus-Pluto period (2012-2015), that may have helped avert greater calamity later — alas, a bigger fall must follow.
Every place seems as precarious as “Corn Island.”