The Real War

Only when the indi­vid­ual and the col­lec­tive real­ize their indebt­ed­ness to each other will we tear down the iron cur­tain that so divides our col­lec­tive psy­che. As the col­lec­tive must put every­thing it pos­sesses into the devel­op­ment of the indi­vid­ual, so must the indi­vid­ual give back to the col­lec­tive all it has given him. Only then, will we truly be free.

Only then, will we real­ize that our future lies not out there in our own self-​​centered mate­ri­al­ism, but on the other side of the iron cur­tain within the col­lec­tive uncon­scious­ness of our beings. Only then, will we see the iron cur­tain as the veil of mat­ter, which has so blurred our vision—our mate­ri­al­ism as the wall, which has so divided us. Only then, will we take the next great step and cross the thresh­old to embrace our human­ity, a life given to us for the sake of each other, as exem­pli­fied in sim­ple liv­ing and the right use of the mate­r­ial goods of this world.“

I see,“ I mut­tered as he paused for a moment to get some assur­ance from me that I under­stood what he had just shared with me.

What we sorely need,“ he con­tin­ued to preach from his soap­box up on the bridge, “is an amal­gam of com­mu­nism and cap­i­tal­ism around the issue of mate­ri­al­ism, a sin­gle coin that com­bines the best of all three. But I’m afraid that what we’ll get is the appear­ance of a win­ner and a loser. In that case, we’ll all lose. And though com­mu­nism may recede into the shad­ows of our col­lec­tive imag­i­na­tions, like a tyran­nosaur, the truth of its ideals will rise again as the dis­par­ity between the haves ’n’ the have-​​nots wors­ens under cap­i­tal­ism, that other dinosaur which may not pass on until it has devoured every­thing and trans­formed this Eden into a liv­ing hell.

So don’t be fooled into believ­ing the real battle’s out there between one delu­sion and another, for the real war wages on within your body, even now as I speak. It’s there, the final out­come will be decided. The enemy’s not out there, he’s in here, for we are our own worst enemy.“

About Sir EJ Drury II

Having grown up in eastern Missouri, Sir E.J. entered the Navy after a brief stint at the US Naval Academy. For two long years did he struggle, in and out of sleep, with the true enemy of mankind--the Beast. And for the past twenty has he struggled to give form to his latest book, A Different Kind of Sentinel, that you, the reader, might decide to join the fray to save humanity from its self and the destructive side of its animal nature.
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