The three flavors of what is missing.
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Neutrinos were not only not expected, they weren't 'discovered.' It was in their absence as a known thing that insisted on their existence.
So too is 'wellbeing.'
How are you feeling these days? Not great? Yeah, I get that. Not great in a weirdly specific way.
Have you, for example, felt, oh, I don’t know, overall kind of frozen and numb? That is, when you’re not completely emotionally unregulated with anger or pain or frustration or panic even though, before all this, you’d gotten pretty good at regulating those things?
What's missing?
Where did it go?
We have all been subjected to a cycle of narcissistic abuse for a fucking decade. It makes you forget what joy even was, or if it was. We have been smashed into, as the atomic nuclei were, when Neutrinos were postulated.
There is this almost massless energy, call it 'benevolence' for the moment, that has flown away at speed. We know it must exist by its absence. Yet we fear once split, we won't be able to recover the whole.
The good news is:
This, whatever you want to call it, whose absence has made us sick and tired of being sick and tired. Can be recreated. Created is the word here. And just like neutrinos, it come in three flavors, things, people, and energy. The combination of things, people, and energy can create a new 'benevolence.' Oddly it is difficult to do alone. Also difficult to do in large national movements.
So what to do?
Find what you have direct control over.
Fix that.
Make that one thing better.
Make connections with others that have direct control over different stuff.
Help them.
Act local.
Don't ask permission.
Get feedback.
Iterate.
No grand plan, no national movement.
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#Poetry
May the power of nature give me the strength to survive.
May her grace fill my heart as I help others.
May her truth answer my despair and nihilism.
Look toward her trees for strength,
Her rivers for flexibility,
Her deep oceans for compassion.
For a winter is coming. And through the cold and dark, may I stand at the edge of the village and let no harm pass.
~ me