Read this today and it made me reflect on how detached "we" as a society have become.
First State Legalizes Taser Drones for Cops, Thanks to a Lobbyist
I recalled seeing helicopter footage, in Iraq or somewhere else which is equally detached from us, on the Internet and all people seemed to want to do about it was to persecute and prosecute the "leak". Same thing happened with "surveillance" information which was leaked. The very notion of being "spied" on all the time was something which came from far away, detached, lands. Where is the attachment now that it is finally hitting "home"? Those "in charge" will take care of things.
Wars are spread around the world yet that is also detached; for the defence and security industries are booming and jobs in those fields are plenty. Police need new toys for all situations require heavily armed responses. And as the article above states, no more attachment to having to see someone's face contort when tased. If there is no one directly bombing/tasing me, then the government and military are doing a good job; oh those poor people in Israel.
A comment I read about people watching a fire instead of helping to get it under control. I guess "insurance issues" could be one of the sources of their detachment from that; for we know that trumps all human reasons.
The umbilical chord is cut but we wait to detach, we wait for 18 years, then the detachment begins. Meanwhile the detachment from the offspring also begins until one day both sides wish they could have been "closer". We sometimes have good hindsight; especially for things which "matter" to "me" and usually when it is too late. Where is the hindsight in things which are still going on?
Heard about chemtrails? "You mean them things other people see?" But you should have seen the size of the raccoon in my yard the other day. Someone should do something about that.
Where is the attachment to the 29,000 children which die on a daily basis simply for the crime of being born without money? Where is the attachment for the Earth and its inhabitants which is ravaged daily? Where is the attachment to wage slavery? Where is the attachment to dumbing down your children? Fukushima, Geo-Engineering, GMOs, NGOs, bubbles, religion, WHO, IMF, government, police, terrorists, demonstrations, extremists, environmentalist, activists, communists, socialists, satanists ... I have to stop before my head explodes. There are so many things, coming from so many "angles" how can I attach to all of those?
Where has the "attachment" gone?
Is it wrapped in the hands, shoved in the pockets, stuffed in the mouths or spent and saved? If I can't own it, it is detached from me? Is the air I breath detached from me? Is the moon I gaze upon a detachment? Must be for rumour has it that we went there so been there done that. Apparently we stuck a flag in the ground to mark territory (couldn't well pee out of those space suits); it's still waving in the wind, last I heard.
We can attach ourselves to a story, ideals, religions, movements and politicians (we know nothing about) as we repeat slogans and bits of "wisdom" (sometimes in the "Captain Obvious" way). Do these make sense to me? Is this all that there is left? Perhaps the problem is that I have detached from me. And perhaps I had "help" along the way.
This is what being owned is!
People use the term "I owned you" when talking of putting one over on a friend. Are we so far detached from our means of communication that a term, which could be referenced to "slave", is just another endearing term within the competitiveness of life amongst chums. Maybe just thinking about it differently will make it disappear as much words throughout history have. Maybe by removing myself from it; by detaching. What a topsy-turvy world.
Do I own my thoughts or are they a product of environmental influences? If I don't own them, should I be attached to them? If I "owned" them, would they stop flowing through me? Should I think I am doing the right thing or should I feel I am(perhaps both)? Should I think about helping another in need or should I feel I can do nothing else?
I raised rabbits for meat for a bit (8 rabbits total) - I gave 3 of them away as I could not detach so perhaps there is hope for me yet. The only thing I know is that if I don't own me, I will always be detached from the things which matter and attached to the things I am meant to.
Oh how the path is winding.