|
"I am sure you said those words perfectly correctly," Ross replied, "but they were empty words; words about a theory. I don't think you really knew what you were talking about. The words were correct, but they were not in the correct context. You had limited their meaning to the smallest context. You talked bout sex, little things like that, without the slightest focus on all the big things that should be reflected in the little things; big things, like generosity, like love becoming manifest as generosity. A renaissance world is a world of generosity. The world of love is a world of generosity. Sure there was generosity reflected during your meeting with Antonovna, but that was limited only to yourself. You were talking, and taking, and giving nothing back. Where's the generosity in that. And then you talked about sex. It was an orgy of rape, as I said. Nor did it end there. When the dinner was over, you had the audacity to ask her if you could it again. That must have come like a shock to her. It probably was only because of her extremely generous nature that she was still speaking to you afterwards. And even then, you kept on taking and taking, and feasting on her. You should have provided a banquet for her, a banquet piled high with generosity. But you didn't. Staging a banquet wasn't even on your mind. You came there to feast on her. That's how you messed up my friend."
"I had no idea, Ross," I said quietly.
Ross put his hand on my shoulder. "None of us had any idea about what was happening in those days, and why. Heather told me that you were treating her in the same manner after you came back from Moscow. She couldn't figure out why this was happening. None of us could. Now we can laugh about it. It was plain stupidity. You looked at a huge idea in a small way. You couldn't see that the divine quality of generosity is as much an inherent element of the reality of our being, as is the male element, the female element, and a lot of other things, and that the smaller elements must represent the bigger elements. If this isn't happening, there is something spiritually lacking, Peter, and consequently we are committing rape, even against ourselves."
"It's all too easily done, isn't it?" I said. "This sort of thing happens when one isn't fully aware of what is really involved."
"It happens all over the world," said Ross. "Unfortunately, we can't avoid the tragedy of the consequences of this happening. Hundreds of millions of people just lost their life a few months ago for the very same type of stupidity. The whole of humanity had founded its existence on a global financial system that operated on a platform of rape. Everybody was taking and taking. The concept of generosity was effectively banned. It literally was banned under law. Society allowed some of its most vital industries go under, because they couldn't pay the looters what the looters demanded, and the law supported the looters. So, society allowed its industries to collapse. They let industries die that had taken decades to built up, and nobody really protested. Everybody was focused onto the smallest elements, the debt service, instead of on Life and its riches. Eventually, the whole economy thing, so-called, simply disintegrated, as we all know. This was inevitable, wasn't it? An economy simply cannot exist without it being constantly uplifted with a profound sense of generosity by everyone, even love, love manifested as generosity. Without generosity, there is emptiness, and emptiness is fascism, and fascism is rape, the rape in which everybody is looting everybody else. I don't think that Antonovna understood the scientific link between all of these elements, but she was able to sense that this thing that she had opened herself up to, having dinner with you, didn't work. She was looking for generosity reflected, which is her native air, and there was nothing forthcoming, only a generous dose of selfishness which frightened her. She was intelligent enough to walk away from it, from this emptiness where nothing was working. Unfortunately, society is not that intelligent in respect to its financial system, it certainly had been that way. It kept hanging in there while nothing worked. Society forced itself ever deeper into this black hole of rape until the thing collapsed and everyone got badly hurt or died as the result of it.
Next Page
|| - page index -
|| - chapter index -
|| - Exit -
||
|
