I wasn't 100% certain where you were going with that quote until I read your explanation here ... and I was instantly reminded of the following:
I met a traveller from an antique land,
Who said—“Two vast and trunkless legs of stone
Stand in the desert. . . . Near them, on the sand,
Half sunk a shattered visage lies, whose frown,
And wrinkled lip, and sneer of cold command,
Tell that its sculptor well those passions read
Which yet survive, stamped on these lifeless things,
The hand that mocked them, and the heart that fed;
And on the pedestal, these words appear:
My name is Ozymandias, King of Kings;
Look on my Works, ye Mighty, and despair!
Nothing beside remains. Round the decay
Of that colossal Wreck, boundless and bare
The lone and level sands stretch far away."
-- Percy Bysshe Shelley
The sentiments are much the same, though yours far briefer and succinct.
War can be made obsolete. RBE can do it if implemented.
RBE - Resource Based Economy
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You're welcome. Feel free to message me about RBE and the Venus Project if you have questions. I have followed The Venus Project for almost 20 years and am still waiting for RBE to be implemented somewhere so I can move there.
I never heard of Charles Eisenstein. The closest thing I can think of is the Star Trek Society that fiction has written about.
When I read your quote by Basho, my mind went to the first time I went to the ground where the Battle of the Little Bighorn occurred near the Little Bighorn River in Montana Territory. I saw tombstones scattered over the rolling hills and upon inspection, they were the places where U.S. army soldiers fell and died. There were no stones marking the deaths of Native warriors. Why were there none, they fought heroically with limited resources? In their place was tall prairie grass waving in the breeze, not giving up the story of the battle.
I perceived the stones of U.S. fallen heroes as a testimony to the acquisitive nature of our government and supported by its non-Native population. A feeling of anger swept across my body and I wanted no part of that monument to genocide and land-grabbing.
On my second trip there, after learning the Natives had placed stones at the places individual Natives fell and died, I found the markers of First Nation people. I could mourn their loss and strengthen my resolve to protect their rights.
Yes, soldiers vs warriors, left dead men, grass fertilized by the blood of dying men. Nothing else remained, until the placement of stones. A poor trade, it seems to me.
Monday Mar 05, 2018
And in the nearer future, this might be "The Fate of Mar-a-Lago", with its surviving upper floors a library and museum of the failed Trump presidency:
"Barron Trump, last surviving child of disgraced one-time president Donald Trump, has finally succeeded in his crusade to create a monument to his father, to join the Presidential Centers which commemorate every other person to have held that office....
The dedicatory ceremony was held yesterday, attended by all surviving ex-presidents, but not by President Kumarr, who cited prior obligations. She did delegate her wife’s stepson to represent her.
See related story with visuals and descriptions of the entire facility...."
"...note the door through which you enter. This is the very door to Trump’s Oval Office. Through it you step into a replica of that office, decorated exactly as it was in Trump’s time. Note the gaudy, tasteless decor for which he was famous. Unfortunately, these are all replicas, though painstakingly duplicated, as the real artifacts themselves were thrown into an incinerator within hours of Trump’s departure. What a loss to history!
Look carefully at the desk. Seated behind it...is that...can it be? Trump himself? Don’t worry folks, it’s only a hologram. No danger that he’ll begin ranting at you in his well-known manner. And what’s that in front of him on the desk? Look at it carefully folks. That’s not a replica. It’s the very cell-phone on which he typed his famous tweets. His son took care to preserve it after his death. No, you can’t touch it. It’s protected by a force-field.
(For related explanatory stories, “What was a cell-phone?” and “What were tweets?”, blink here.***) ..."
First, I read the article and thought, "YES, THERE IS A GOD AND SHE PUNISHES THE WICKED!" Then I read the title, "June First, 2070"
When the kids were little, we traveled across the southern tier of the U.S. and in Florida, we encountered Anolis, a fast little lady who reproduces as fast as bunnies.
I wonder if Mar-a-Largo has these?
(Lizard photos by C. Gilman.)