Prehistoric man, scared into caves at the sound of thunder. No point of reference in place to tell themselves that it was just a “hubbub of phenomenon”. It was the voice of God, reminding them of the presence of higher powers, reigning the domain of Sky, omnipresent.
You had a cave, or you didn’t. Someone approaches seeking shelter from the wrath of god: not enough here. Go away, poke, stab, thrust.
The first private property. The first conflict. And thenceforth, the same exact property conflict. Slaves and owners, only ever a game of “who got there first”.
Do you not own any land? What was the criteria, to begin with, for someone to own land? Did they “buy” it? No, just found themselves there, and killed anyone who approached. That is ownership. The whole world now is owned. There is none left for you or for me. No corner to sob in without someone on patrol telling you to move along. You must play their demented games of conflict, hiding from the thunder of god in terror. Every successive movement of civilisation is an outgrowth of this primordial condition. Nothing has substantially changed. The whole world is based on separation and conflict and terror, even though we now no longer need flee in terror when thunder resounds in our homes. We know better, but the historical tradition of property and conflict continues, we are not aware of the basis of civilisation. It is that. Terror, conflict, lack of resource … The wilderness is no longer wild. We have tamed it. But now, we have yet to tame the habits and traditions which have created two world wars. They are still the modus operandi. Education, economy, industry, politics, religion, agriculture, all now serve that same aboriginal beast that wanted the cave to himself and his kin, safe from the thundering rage of the god in the sky.
We are only changing the uniform of our base condition. A paradigm shift is underway, but has yet to occur.
