A specific characteristic of human beings is their ability to identify with their perception and to perceive themselves as separate from it. Identification makes perception and sensation highly personal.
By their nature, perception and sensation are momentary impressions and phenomena that are processed and interpreted by the central nervous system and the brain. Perception is dynamic and transient. Identification with it creates attachment to this interpretation, it creates a form separate from another. The brain creates the division between a presumed perceiver (subject/me) and the perceived (object/you). This perceiver appears to be constant and, through the interpretation of perception, is given a narrative, a name, becomes a “person”, “personality” – “I”, cast in form.
I move in space and time, between an assumed beginning – birth – and an assumed end – death. For this motion, I was provided with an organic avatar – the body – equipped with subtle, highly developed sensors, systems, receptors and functions that serve experience, perception, sensation, processing, interpretation, memory and projection. “Body-mind” is not a duality here, rather they permeate each other and are responsive expressions of each other.
Identification allows me to dive deeply into this experience of “human being”. In space, I experience manifestation of matter that becomes animated through time, which I perceive as “I” or as “you”, me or the other – separate from me.
To the information that is already epigenetically embedded in the cells of the body, that of experience and memory is added and shapes the entire system. Through identification, I am the body, I am history, I am fiction.
The current civilization of which I am a visitor is based on separation, division and fragmentation, and the imprint of trauma this often creates. Out of this has developed a restless culture, constantly oscillating between attack and defense, search, flight and addiction, hungry and yearning to satisfy desires and find redemption.
It finds itself in a mind matrix, torn between an imagined past that it either glorifies or represses, and a future that it either fears for its unpredictability or is the imaginary place where everything will be better if I just do everything right. The present is often perceived as a place of lack, calling for improvement.
And so they answer this call, driven by this deep-rooted, subconscious sense of scarcity, passed down from generation after generation.
Humans are true creators of scarcity; their countless inventions and creations out of this condition seem to improve life. Modern economic systems even create artificial scarcity, which is seen as fuel for innovative spirit. And yet the shadow cast by the fear of scarcity is great. It sits like a demon on the back of the neck, generating constant fear of being deprived of what has been achieved and created.
Lack and improvement are modern fundamental concepts of the matrix of global human civilization. The idea of better is supported by the idea of “more”. There is never enough, limitless, voracious growth, focusing on the future.
Thereby, the already existing resource-rich abundance, which originally provides everything for life, is often no longer noticed. Within the human collective fragmented consciousness, evolution of survival is written deep into the DNA. It is often alien to them that development can happen on the basis of thriving. The fear of losing control is too great, of surrendering oneself without intention but with confidence to the dynamics of life, into the hands of an intelligence whose intangibility is a great mystery to human consciousness within its limited conditioning.
Thus modern man is busy all his life making improvements for an imaginary future, meanwhile, the shadow of deficiency continues to grow for the time being, and the wealth that lies just outside his door remains largely undiscovered.
So I am never enough, never good enough, never have enough, obsessed with fulfilling my destiny, getting better, getting ahead, owning more. My agenda is determined, my purpose a commitment whose shadow, the failure, the breakdown, hangs menacingly over me, feeding in the subconscious mind of scarcity the matrix I am trying to escape. The heritage, the learned identification becomes a subconscious identity.
