For the first time in human history the 99%, the Common Folk, the Masses (however you care to describe us) have both the power and the technology to create a World Community that can design and implement real change. The goal of Quicksilver Times is to draw together individuals and groups from every corner of the World Community to see to the dismantling of the dysfunctional and immoral social, political, economic, and spiritual systems under which they live.
Thursday, May 22, 2014
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Monday, May 5, 2014
Saturday, April 19, 2014
Scott R.I.P.
Scott R.I.P.
We shouldn't forget, with all this Quicksilver Times business, that this is, finally and always, about death.
And here Death is again.
Have called Death my familiar for couple of decades now, and it was for decades before I claimed it.
My boy Scott is dead.
He was a sorta son. Lived with us a few teenage years, my sister’s boy. Was broken, Scott was, but beautiful.
Two days before my three-quarter century birthday - last week, I watched him take his last breath.
Can’t pretend that I’m anything but fogged about it. All the old memories jumbled up together, the terrible process of the leave-taking, the morphine titration that depressed his respirations and set him free after almost two days instead of compassionate release so much earlier, the inability to find and hold close to the boy, and man, I loved in the Cheyne-Stokes breathing brokenbrokenbroken body we all sat with, has left me tired in a new way.
Not even sure what that means. But it reminds me and draws what focus I have to the passing. The almost unbearable passing. Light to darkness. Darkness to light.
At Scott’s memorial service I could find the light that Scott radiated. But only in its absence. And in the hundred faces I spoke to that night I felt a gathering together, a multifaceted dark star gathering in solitude seeking connection. And they did. We did. Even that dark connection was temporary.
After the ritual, as we shared cookies and coffee, tea and famous Sheboygan dessert “bars”, the darkness was tempered, the connection sweet. But even as we shared I could feel them being drawn outward. The ritual done, the darkness validated, now lean back into the whispering solace of the waiting world. Slip back into the moment -so busy, so intriguing, so scary… Pass back.
Now a week has passed. And I struggle for balance. Easter is tomorrow. This Easter Saturday - which we hardly notice, sandwiched between Good Friday and Easter Sunday - attend with me the loss of beautiful Scott - of all this passing.
Is there new understanding of the passing? No, I don’t think so. But it is a repetition. And it needs proper attention, and as many moments as are needed to absorb and heal.
Always, and endless, the passing. And the love.
And in the revolution I call you to, the awakening of each heart births out of the courage to live through and examine the passing. To love through it. And to share it.
You are the revolution. You are tomorrow’s Dawn. You are the Easter. You are the risen.
I love you.
bill
Tuesday, March 11, 2014
World Vote - Documentary
ATTENTION - When you click on the link above it will take you to a page that says "Something Went Wrong." IGNORE THAT. Just click on "FOLLOW LINK". It will connect you to the video.
This link was sent to us by Riccardo Farabegoli Salamon, a friend in Portugal.
The film was created by Joel Marsden an Ameican activist who believes that creative democracy and fundamental change are possible on the planet.
Our work here at Quicksilver Times is based on identifying the social, economic, political, & spiritual systems that are broken beyond control, and to begin to create workable, equitable alternatives.
As we know, finding ways to begin, to start working towards planet wide change is almost overwhelmingly daunting.
Joel's film is one tiny, tiny step towards making the changes we all know need to be made. It is important as much for the hope it instills in us that, indeed, we really can make this happen, as it is for the amazing accomplishment of getting such a diverse group of people from around the world to accept the need and possibility of a World Vote.
The film stimulates as many questions as it answers, maybe more, but that's a great value too.
As my dear Linda reminds me often - The way to eat an elephant (forgive me you veggie folks) with a spoon is one bite at a time.
I encourage you to take the hour plus time it takes to watch this film.
love,
bill
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