Humanity brought the Cave of The Forgotten into the Streets, River, Ocean and Valley

From this

to this

we humanity might just might make it in time...

Escapisum

By Ivy Integration

There is numbness on the Planet from humanity. We’ve collectively decided to shutoff our sensitivity. Through much aggression, war, poverty, destruction and injustice, we decided the pain was too great so we dumped it into the cave we will never go in. We left people and memories in the darkness of ourselves but now the Planet is too heavy to bear. We’ve piled up the cave with the world’s suffering and disguise our weighted lives with fame and attention.

Our cave may be full but we are empty. The weight of the cave is the coal blocking the light. Without light we are emptiness, a void of nothing but we are human. We yearn to be something, a light amongst the darkness, a creation of some sort. Our creations are illusionary to disguise our florescent version of light. This light we create distorts our eyes on what real light is. We’ve gotten used to the lights at school, from computer screens, TV and video games but in a moment of sunshine after rain when dew drips down vibrant leaves we feel something seeping into our skin we could not from lights at school or computers. This light touches us from inside like the ocean cleans our skin and blood. Soaked in sea salt and the sun we come alive. We are hopeful.

This sensitivity is lost to the piles and piles of stuff we locked away in the cave. It is a mountain we thought we could ignore but now it’s pouring out of the cave and into the streets, river, ocean and valley. Now, the people and memories once trapped in the cave for thousands of years are everywhere to be seen, in streets, river, ocean and valley.

We thought we could forget the suffering of humanity, the aggression, war and injustice but it has a new form now. It is the pollution we deny but cannot deep inside because we know the pile up will only get larger. Soon the lands once vibrant with trees with light bathing through will be recognized as the place no one wants to go because the people and memories once in the cave live there as well. We humans are not meant to ignore or deny our suffering. We are meant to learn our making. This is a strength Yogi’s practice for 2.4 million years.

We try and fail, try and fail, try and something comes through, try and fail, try and something blinks, try and fail, try and fail, some kind of lighthouse breaks the night. We humans are not the falling or the rising of what is before and to come. We are the people and memories we bring to light in our paintings, poetry, music and dance to remember the innocence of the cave before it became a lair of the unfortunate. The cave once had crystals shimmering like constellations but now that has been forgotten too.