Moving South is Moving BACKWARDS

“Traditional” … fundamentalist culture is not for everyone.
In some ways, my three years in North Carolina made me a better man … if for no other reasons than it taught me where my psychological and emotional weaknesses are, and it showed me clearly, the ignorant, low stupidity that most of American culture is currently trapped in.

Carl Jung defined the Primitive Mind as “Conservative.”
Both the Conservative and the primitive abhor novelty. They fear it. They war against, “The New” and the different. This is why Southerners so love, “Old Time Religion” … Fundamentalism. It’s why they get so angry whenever the thought arises that the Bible was never intended to be read literally … but instead, allegorically … just like its instructions dictate.

Screen Shot 2016-05-16 at 3.04.52 PMThe first paragraph of Chuck Thompson humorous book,“Better Off Without ‘Em” begins:

“Hang out in my living room on any national election night and at some point in the evening, usually around 7 p.m. Pacific time, you’re almost certain to hear me scream something like: “Why in the hell does the United States–and by extension the entire free world, capitalist dominion, and all of Christendom–allow its government to be held hostage by a coalition of bought-and-paid-for political swamp scum from the most uneducated, morbidly obese, racist, morally indigent, xenophobic, socially stunted, and generally ass-backwards part of the country?” ~Chuck Thompson

The minds of black Southerners are just as primitive–if not more–than white Southerners. They fear change. It doesn’t matter if they’re poor or in mental slavery… change is the “unknown” and both will fight you to the death rather than face change. (Nowhere is is so evident that there were more than just a “handful” of “coloreds” who fought FOR the Confederacy during the Civil War.)

Both exhibit great concentrated effort on things of interest to them, but can’t think logically or reason abstractly. They have the ABILITY to be as logical as the rest of modern and post- modern cultures, but they just have different assumptions due to the inability to exert mind over the temptations of the senses. (One of the reasons EVERYTHING to them is about SEX and POWER.)

Southern, “Traditional” culture is about farming… being close to the land.. as is primitive Screen Shot 2016-05-31 at 12.17.39 AMand Agricultural Age society. These cultures are almost unable to separate the inner from the outer. (Aboriginals unconsciously identify and connect with everything.)

One experiences feelings of insanity when trying to discuss complex 21st issues with Conservatives (primitives) for these reasons. They look like everyone else, but their consciousness and their superstitious beliefs are stuck in the 2nd Century. Their unconsciousness and submersion in nature results in they’re living close to the instinctual realm. North Carolinians pride themselves on being, “Instinctual” … as if their Root Women predecessors are still experiencing the chariot driving them … instead of modern man’s conscious mind directing the chariot.) This creates an “unquestionability” about what their mind concludes because instincts are pre-determined modes of behaviors. (i.e. the often heard remark, “God never changes.”)

Consciousness and society rises as we move out of this ream through “reflection, doubts, and experimentations. (CW 8 ¶ 750, Jung and Ecopsychology: The Dairy Farmer’s Guide to the Universe ...)  “Our ability to develop abstract systems, especially systems without a nature base like (modern) Western philosophy after the pre-Socrates (Kemet/Kush a.k.a “Ancient Egypt”) of the primitive living in and through nature.”

So if you move from Seattle, Washington, Los Angeles, or New York TO a small or rural town or city in Georgia, North Carolina, Florida, or Alabama, you’re not just moving to a slower cultural pace… you’re moving CENTURIES back in time.

Yes my friends… there’s a reason why our parents move OUT of the South.
It’s far worse than you can ever imagine. Pretty to look at– but pretty hopeless to integrate into–unless you’re of, “like mind.” Even then, these primitives are exceedingly tribal and hold a fearocious mistrust for anyone they didn’t grow up with.

Do yourself a favor… visit the South and enjoy it’s music, landscape, and colorful whoopin’ and hollarin’ churches… but DO NOT move back to the 2nd Century.
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My Hugelkurtur Mound is Finished!

Building the first Hugkelultur mound

Building the first Hugkelultur mound

finally.

I built it, tore it down. Gathered more material … branches, dead logs, newer branches, leaves, compost… then rebuilt it.. and then noticed it was pointing in the wrong direct. So I tore it down and rebuilt it. Then realized I should have kept it in the first position. So I left it… and decided to build another one East/West. Because I’ve learned from struggling with the first one.

Fall has finally arrived in North Carolina. Growing here has different challenges than in California where it was easier. My 10 acres used to be a 22 acre working farm. (I’ve even found a hidden room in the front barn that was no doubt used to hide illegal moonshine during the 1930s.) The land was not worked for over 7 years prior to my buying the property. The soil is hard and sometimes a bit rocky. White granite is everywhere. Less than two inches beneath the topsoil is hardpan red clay. But… it’s my land. It produced before… and it will again.

In the meantime, I’ve built raised beds. That too was a learning experience. I’d ordered four yards of compost/topsoil mix. Toting it from the pile into the raised beds was tougher than I thought … because I did it this summer and summer here in North Carolina is hot. Hot is bad enough, but the humidity! Oh man… I would work for 2-4 hours and then stagger into the house and lay drenched on the kitchen floor… eventually forcing myself to get up and drink some water, for as Les Brown says, “if you fall down, pray that you land on your back, because if you can look up, you can get back up.”

It’s not the biggest accomplishment in the world… but it’s one I’ve dreamt of doing for years. I’m 61 years old, tired, and bruised. Recently I’ve discovered that my central nervous system was all but shot. I’m going to have to commit to three years of yoga and exercise. I’m going to have to change the way I think about desire… for desire is a hell realm, different from passion. I suppose that it’s also a lot about WHAT you desire. As a black man, I learned a lot of whack ideas about sex and desire. What I learned, can shorten a man’s life, erode his mental health, and leave him open for sickness. (NOT the ideas an 18 year old… nor even a 25 year old is ready to accept.) But just as age is a gift, it’s also a season to reap the karma of all the choices, thoughts, and actions of a lifetime… and I feel them lodging in my body.

“Every problem is an opportunity in work clothes.” (~Henry J. Kaiser) So I could run to the VA and ask for some pills that will do nothing but mess me up more and hook me into Big Pharm, or I can reevaluate my diet. Give up the coffee and the sugary cakes and pies I love so much. By deciding to follow my passions … writing, gardening, and travel… I will have to get back into physical shape to do so… and gracefully, in doing so, extend both the longevity and the quality of my life.