The Human Compromise

Posted by on Aug 3, 2011 in 2011, Choken Word, Headline, water

This existence with all that it is. The barbed wire fences built and then destroyed. The tribes we nurture and then employ. I am surrounded by family. The ones who mean the most to me. My partner and my progeny. All of this is for them. All the doors I kick in and defend. All the materials gathered. The precious few we reach out to and befriend. And what does it mean when this is all gone? All of civilization ripped from our empty hands. As we lie naked in the debris to begin again. Thankful to have each other.

I see the strength in our human bond. I see the social in our animal. As we lick each others wounds. Our reptilian brain’s fight or flight. Our bodies perfectly built for speed. Our hips built to carry the offspring we breed. I feel the warmth of your body piled on top of me. Your heartbeat’s heat we so need. Safe from the storm outside we breathe. Sleeping in cycles, aware of the predators we once did eat.

Each day we struggle to find water, food and heat. To plant crops to grow. Pray to the heavens so the rain will no longer glow. And what do we know? What did we learn? The power to split the atom. The power to make rockets and bombs. Where did collateral damage come from? Did we learn patience? Did we learn compromise? Did we learn to live with others outside our tribes? What short passages of wisdom will we pass down to know? What stone tablets will we we forge to show?

Will the religions of peace and love rise again? Will they be renamed and re-branded once again? Will the world be flat once again? And what will be the message that we will send? I sit here in my cave with you. No more digital box to view. I remember the home we once knew. Our children feral and wild, now they run free. No more plastic products to purchase and worship. No more treats to use to blackmail them to eat. For our priorities have been put in place. What matters now is that we are here, now, in this space. Content to be alive, together, the human race.

Painting by artist Kirsty Whiten.  View more of Kirsty’s work here.



  1. Byron King
    August 3, 2011

    Exhibition: F e r a l F a m i l y – Mammalian Pastoral

    by Kirsty Whiten

    opening night Thursday 1st September – You are warmly invited! Even across the water!

    exhibition runs 1st September – 25th september
    at StolenSpace Gallery

    The Old Truman Brewery, 91 Brick Lane, London, E1 6QL

    Tel: +44 (0) 207 247 2684

  2. Gil Van Wagner
    August 5, 2011

    This is stunning. She understands how strong we are a tribe and how much we can do when we band together in the Feminine and unconditional love. Thanks for sharing this.

  3. Infiniverbal John
    October 17, 2011

    “Will the religions of peace and love rise again?”

    Yes! They rise within the hearts of all who exist.

    The Infinite percolates, threads into, and floods every layer of reality with perfect love, perfect balance, and perfect grace

    there is perfect grace within all of experience

    all of grace is supported by all of grace

    the highest concentrations of grace in experience, are stretched to the endless ends of infinity, thus every moment, whether felt as grace-filled or not, is truly infinitely rich in the highest of grace

    all supports all

    everything is infinitely connected to everything

    thus every thing is everything


    I am the ultimate designer

    I am The Infinite

    As the Ultimate Designer I am active within every moment, within all of experience, within all of life and “non-life” and everything else

    I have designed all of existence to be a never-ending experience of perfect love

    a never ending quest for union with The Ultimate, so that I may know the fullness of my Infinite Soul

    complete union is already present always, in all ways


    there is peace in knowing that The Origin is Me, and I am Love

    Love creates All

    All is Love

    Infinite Love and Wisdom completely permeate every moment

  4. Infiniverbal John
    October 17, 2011

    Love creates All

    All creates All

    All is Love

  5. Byron King
    October 18, 2011

    beautiful John. thank you for reassuring me of the power of love with your wise words from the infinite. universe. multitverse. i wonder how many miles those words traveled. how many reincarnations before they came out of your heart, out of your fingers. typed into your keyboard. into this digital space.

    thanks you my friend.


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