changing the world - quotes and descriptions to inspire creative writing
Ninety percent of the world's coffee is grown in developing countries with their cheap labour, while the consumption is largely in the developed industrialised nations. This luxury and addictive product that gives no nutritional value, is grown on their land to be exported while they suffer and die of malnutrition - and, oh yes, makes a lot of people very wealthy as they trade in futures contracts on Wall Street.
Twenty one thousand children die per day of malnutrition related diseases - thats about seven 9/11's per day; they need real food. Yet a simple boycott of such cash crops would harm more than help. If the price of coffee drops by even one or two percent, people in Sierra Leone start burying their children. They need their native lands returned to them so they can grow their traditional crops for their own domestic consumption. That their land is taken up with a cash crop while they lack food is wrong. Economics will never give an answer, only more confusion, because the system is set up to centralise resources in the developed countries. It's time to see modern day slavery in broader terms and see the incalculable costs to human lives. I love drinking coffee, and I will buy it until there is system change, but I'd rather they could grow real food on their land and be healthy. Increased use of land for cash crops is linked to deforestation - people need to eat and they only fair trade for using their land in this way is proper food in ample supply.
I read that book, the one by Rutger Bregman about utopia. He says that advertising executives cost us seven times more than their salaries in dealing with the effects of stress, pollution, debt and overconsumption. So is that what we have, an economy based in disease and sickness? No different from the economies of war? He says that the litter picker's salary benefits the economy twelve times over in health and sustainability. Less efficiency in hospitals and schools means more time is spent with each patient and child - that's a great thing. The care a de-stressed parent can give to their child pays us back in lower health care use and higher educational outcomes. Apparently GDP is a skewed number that takes no account of all the things that make living worthwhile. So let's be brave enough to eradicate poverty and put the savings into things that improve life for everyone. Let's go for utopia, save our planet and each other.
Changing the world was done a little at a time, some of it technological and some small linguistic changes. We didn't talk about "Christians," "Muslims" and "Hindus" anymore; we spoke of "people who are Christian," "people who are Muslim" and "people who are Hindu." It was more words, certainly, but it made a difference to be reminded that we were talking about real people. We brought in new words to reduce the duplicity in our language, "saving" referred to living organisms only, "golluming" was used for money or other assets. It turns out we were always more suggestible than we knew...
Changing the world was never going to be a task for one person or one type of mind, we are born different for a reason. The creative minds dreamed up new possibilities, new futures, new technologies. The technological minds made many of the dreams and visions into realities. It was a time when each side came to value and appreciate our diversity and acknowledge that competition between different spheres was inappropriate. Human intelligence is not a race with one track and one gold medal, it is a varied as a natural meadow, it is closer to the notion of an ecosystem where all thrive because they support one another.
In order to change the world we had to understand ourselves better first. We humans love to compete; we needed challenges to keep us focused and moving forwards. Many of our competitions were healthful, such as sport, culinary expertise or academic achievement. Yet so many were social poisons we needed to let go of. Competing over who has the most money, the largest house or the most exclusive clothing to wear would kill our world if we could not reign it in. These competitions were a sickness that lead to false shortages in food, housing and medical care. Learning which kinds of competition lead us into virtuous cycles of improvement and which were a sickness was no magic pill, but after that we turned the corner.
The alien laughed so hard his head almost exploded - literally. He snorted and blinked his large almond eyes. "You get reincarnated, you idiots. Next life you'll be on another continent most likely, being one of the peoples you've waged social and economic war on in this life. You should want to make your planet healthy and equitable just because it's the right thing to do, but if not, perhaps a selfish reason is the kick you need. How many of you first worlders want to be a starving kid in the next life? Idiots. The more inequitable this place gets the higher your chances of suffering next time around. I'm amazed humans ever got classified as sentient. Though it's just as well for you, otherwise we could have legally taken this place over. Still, mess it up anymore and we'll be back with an order from Intergalactic Court Seven to take over... I guess that's quite likely. See you soon."
Changing the world meant changing the way we approached so many things, but in the end they were fairly easy to do. The hard part was finding the courage to walk away from the well trodden path - repeating the same old things would mean repeating the devastation. So as always, change was for the brave of heart, the ones with a true desire to make the world better for us all. We had to be creative and know that complexity and intelligence aren't the same thing; sometimes simple is smart.
There's an inner angel in us all and finding it was the key to fixing our global mess. Change is always a leap of faith and it takes an iron will combined with a heart of pure love to do it. To know that all of humanity is your kin, to live and breathe that life, to strive for everyone and not only yourself is truly our holy grail.
It's been almost eleven years since we started to wake up. Everything is so wonderful now. I want to fast forward you into our time but I can't because it is you awesome people who makes all of this a reality, thank you all. I've sent this message back to you in 2015 to tell you that we make it, but more than that, I want to tell you what life is like now so you know what needs to be done.
We don't have banks anymore, we have Trusts that give LifeTokens (what you call money), then you pay back the Trust, like an old bank, but the "money" directly pays for free energy, free food, free healthcare and free education. There are no levels of care, everyone gets the same excellent standard. We don't have Government like you do, we have a Public Service Institute, and like the Trust workers they are not allowed access to LifeTokens. These workers get the same standard of living as the rest of the nation and they are respected as servants of God, we see it as a calling, not a route to power. Power corrupts and we built our new systems based on positive feed back loops, or virtuous cycles, that would keep us and the planet safe and healthy.
We don't have prisons like you do. In our system it would be insane to harm another, we have everything we need, so instead there are hospitals where they treat mental health and metabolic disorders. With children being raised right, with Love, life is uplifting, relaxed and more vibrant than anything you know in your time. But hold on, it's just around the corner.
We have music, dance, love, laughter. We learn about our emotions, we learn how to bake bread. We raise animals with Love whether they are chickens or cows, but we eat mostly plants. Without the old food giants poisoning us with refined sugars, fats, excessive salt, colourings and preservatives we aren't fat anymore. We aren't constantly hypoglycaemic, hence less anxiety and violence. So thank you again, from me, from our Creator, you make this possible.
Found in Are you awake yet? - first draft, authored by .
So, from my comfortable home, filled with all kinds of shit I never should have bought, I’m going to change to world. I will. Day to day life will be boring, I’ll talk, do shopping and walk my dog, but don’t all superheroes need an alter ego? That’s what my old persona is for now, it’s my cover, my Clark Kent. The new me is the real one, but for anyone who asks it’s just fiction, a novel, maybe not even a good one. Maybe the plot will be a bit wonky, but real life doesn’t follow a that forced pattern - introduction, conflict, recommitment, crisis, climax and resolution. There will be conflict, most of it internal, in you, if you dare read on. There will be a recommitment scene when you stop fighting your own conscience. There will be a crisis when you realize the mess the planet is in isn’t fictional and start feeling helpless and almost give up, wallowing in depression for a time. Then there will be climax, when you climb out of your stupor and realize that you are the star of your own story and that all of our stories will have the same ending. So without breaking any laws, or even a sweat, we’re going to change the world, and there’s not damn thing the multinational corporations can do to stop you or me, so let’s go. I’ll leave footprints in the sand.
Found in Are you awake yet? - first draft, authored by .
Sweetheart, you look worried again. I know it's so hard, but I promise I will always be here for you. You've been in a prison so long you couldn't see the walls anymore, and you thought yourself free. Love, I am here to take you to freedom and I know the way. First I have to teach you how to see the prison, otherwise you can never escape. You won't like the first part of waking up, to see the cage of fear, greed, power and money wrapped around you - a twisting and ever changing darkness. It can't drive you back into the cage while I am here, though it may try.
For Love to stay with you, He had to get in the cage too, sacrifice Himself that He may save us. I am here to lead you out because I found the door, it's that simple, I know the way back to Love. I faced every fear for Love and asked to come back for you all. So now I am your guide, your messenger. When you can see your cage the next stage is simply to know it isn't real, money isn't real, and Love is more powerful than fear and greed combined. To take power fear abuses Love, co-opting it's power. Love has no need for use of fear and still Love wins victories daily, if it did not our world would have been lost long ago.
I have shown you where you are, I have shown you where you truly belong, where all angels belong. Now if you are truly seeing the prison, it's time to open the door just a crack- just enough for your first baby steps into the light, I want you to be comfortable at all times.
If your state can afford warheads it can afford to make wholesome food free for the population. Start with wholegrain flour, then milk, vegetables, fruit etc. When everyone is well fed make all other necessities of life free one by one. When everyone has everything they need guaranteed they won't care about money anymore. By then you'll be opening the door wider for yourselves. I'll still be here. It will take time for governments to show they hear me, for now just stop buying things you don't need and relax into Love
Found in Are you awake yet? - first draft, authored by .
Of course there were some who changed the world more than others, but everyone played their part. It was hardest for many to let go of the old ways, especially if they had been the "winners" of the old system. But in the end we needed a planet to live on, a healthy one, and the old system was killing it off. It was a time to adapt and learn, to keep our living standards but let go of the junk we didn't need. No more financial sector meant more people for caring and educating. Volunteering skyrocketed along with urban gardening and creative arts. We had enough food and goods, like we had before, only now they just arrived instead of being sold. Life became more relaxed with time to cook, get out in nature and meet with friends. We rejoined the ranks of the other species who don't charge one another to have life's necessities.
Trying to change the world from inside the monetary system is like trying to heat an air conditioned house by burning the furniture -why not just switch it off and open the door?
From then on legal names meant nothing; it was how we broke the spiral of control. Every baby born was called Charlie Smith - girls and boys. Then we gave them whatever "nick name" we wanted. If the authorities wanted a name they got Charlie Smith - after all, nick-names are for friends only. We learned how to grow food, how to make clothes and build homes. We cooperated with one another, no more "contracts," just a hand shake. What could they do, we were all just friends helping each other out, right?