maya is the principal deity that manifests, perpetuates and governs the illusion and dream of duality in the phenomenal Universe. for some mystics, this manifestation is real.
Friday, February 11, 2011
uprising
Today Mubarak fell. The 18 days worth of photographs and video footage were phenomenal. We were left inspired and forever changed. It was televised. Take that, Gil Scott Heron and Malcolm Gladwell.
Today was historic. There were people who died for freedom, people who repped the human condition - hard. People who did something not knowing that their actions would spark a revolution. I'm talking go-risk-your-life-for-something-you-believe-in-do-gooders-channeling-a-merciful-God.
This was sparked by a Tunisian man named Mohamed Bouazizi, who set himself ablaze because police seized his vegetable cart - an act of defiance so declarative that it ignited revolution two countries over.
And a girl named Asmaa Mahfouz, who took to her webcam to declare the martyrdom of this man who'd rather die than suffer from his inhumane humanity.
Today was the m'n f'n day. We watched David slew Goliath. We saw how a laptop could be more powerful than a fleet of semi-automatic weapons. Facebook and Twitter - mediums we've used to inspire, share information on and piss our lives away with simultaneously became a force to be reckoned with. There was no poking. And when the Internet was censored, these revolutionaries took it offline, old-school community organizing style.
Al Jazeera English, rising from the American ashes like a royal blue phoenix, played the background special interest story to a catalyst of the likes of which most of us have never witnessed or even conceived - and it has only just begun. And it was all live, via the vantage point of any participant's mobile phone from Tahir Square to Mansoura, Assiut, Suez to Luxor.
Civilian journalism.
We have witnessed the best of what technology has to offer, the activist equivalent of stem cell cures, a moral force. We hold the passwords to critical mass which holds the key to change.
I want to finish a Martin Luther King quote being thrown around in light of today's events because it could quite possibly be more applicable today than it was when it was first uttered 54 years ago:
"There is something in the soul that cries out for freedom. There is something deep down within the very soul of man that reaches out for Canaan. Men cannot be satisfied with Egypt. They tried to adjust to it for a while. Many men have vested interests in Egypt, and they are slow to leave. Egypt makes it profitable to them, some people profit by Egypt. The vast majority, the masses of people never profit by Egypt, and they are never content with it. And eventually they rise up and begin to cry out for Canaan's land."
The revolution is calling. What are you willing to give?
Labels:
Egypt,
music,
revolution
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