In the Image of Man

In the Image of Man

What would life be if we all shared our realities? If we woke up some morning in a house in North Korea to the sound emanating from the box in the kitchen with the news of the regime? It has been reported in the media that this is the only station available, though I find that a bit hard to believe since a lot of stations are broadcast from just below the border and I would imagine there must be some within. But what if we walked in the shoes in one of those parades celebrating our leader for a day or if as most we made breakfast and saw ourselves as human instead of part of an axis of evil? And then the next day we woke up at home and connected to the internet and heard them say that we need to bomb North Korea and not talk to them in any way. Would we be so anxious to push the button after breakfasting at their morning table? Or would we say no... there must be another way that does not involve destruction and the pitting of mankind against mankind on a planet that holds us all. Last night I had a dream. I was on the border between North and South Korea and looking into a mysterious labyrinth of rooms that were in the dream the entrance to the country. I was with a woman and she told me she was going to live in North Korea and I knew I couldn’t run across that border in my mind, and I started to complain, but she ran away from me and then circled back and ran into the room and was gone. She had escaped. I made my way through some complicated maze and was approached by a woman who said she needed to talk to me about something I did a couple of years ago. She was from the NSA or some government person. I was thinking what was it – what did I do; and I asked her if we could go somewhere private. Just a moment before I had looked into this labyrinth of rooms that were the entrance into a place I was imagining there was no return from. Liquid media has been pumped through the pipes of my mind and I am dreaming but somewhere in reality I know there is a room across the border where people sit and chat like we do; where people make meals and strive to eke out a living or laugh at each other’s jokes; where they have been fed information from another media that tells them evil lurks in the South or in the U.S.A. The evil thing that we are all afraid of -- And then one day people on both sides die fighting against the evil thing... the mass media; the, in many cases created images, created on both sides that give us reason to kill and maim and the ability to bring in cash and in doing so ensure that we are our own enemy. Mankind vs Mankind: In the image of man. We destroy ourselves; the most intelligent form of life (some say) chooses itself as an enemy... how intelligent is that? Didn’t someone once say that the enemy resides in our soul? As if the highest species didn’t have an enemy and had to create one for itself. Is this the real reason we left the Garden of Eden? Think about it, we have infectious diseases, but even these are often transmitted by our own devices - look in the paper and see how many of our problems are caused by... us. And then some say - well if there is a God, why do these things happen. I think God might tell us they happen because we do it to ourselves and therein might lie a lesson. If God has been made into a bad word by your media – well – think of it as the great spirit in the sky or that little something that I believe even the most avid atheist must feel within – that the soul communicates with something; that there is beauty in life; that there are times when if you ask you do receive; even in a world where religion is so often misused and where I for one would never wear religion on my sleeve...