IT’S THE TRAUMA, STUPID!
Sorry to have to write this, but it’s True: those survivor grandparents of Millers’ most likely contributed to his becoming such a monster, albeit with “good intentions.”
How many who survived such heinous violence went on to never—or rarely—talk about it? Rarely cry or scream? Rarely, if ever, break down? Rarely, if ever, stop “business as usual” to deal with the long term consequences of being targeted for such monstrous violence?
In my experience of working with the descendants of survivors of such mass traumas, I have found that those whose elders chose to silence their memories and their ongoing legacy are burdened by the historical trauma in a way they neither understand nor can control.
Many, if not most, of them, become perpetrators of violence themselves.
Often the violence is covert, deniable—even “normal” within the context of this violent modern excuse for a culture. Nonetheless, it wreaks havoc on its perpetrators as well as its victims. Nonetheless, it wreaks havoc upon successive generations—of humans, and of all our relations.
Many, many survivors of mass crimes against Life choose to put all the force of their unmetabolized trauma into fighting only for physical survival—read: material achievement/security—for “them and theirs”.
In imagining that by not feeling their feelings about the violence they endured they are protecting their descendants from the consequences of it, these well-meaning folks perpetuate the foundational lie of mental supremacy.
The lie that says the human mind can, and should, have dominion over all Life.
Whatever mind refuses to see will vanish!
Whatever mind refuses to grace with the word won’t hurt anyone.
And since all the average human mind perceived is the narrow sliver of Reality readily disclosed by the untrained physical senses, that must be all there is!
Therefore, the only possible aim of human Life is material.
Get enough money that you can—if not protect, at least distract, yourself from the inevitable unsatisfactoriness of this Earth.
Get enough money to insure that you’re not targeted for the worst of its unavoidable cruelty.
Get enough money to insulate “you and yours” from the sufferings of “others”.
Get enough money that “your” descendants will be better insulated than you!
No matter what it takes. No matter what these efforts cost “others”.
Hey, those “others” didn’t stop the world from tormenting me/mine, so f _ _ _ them!
They deserve what they get.
They’re always trying to kill me/mine anyway! And I have a God-given right to fight for the survival of mme/mine by any means necessary.
The descendants of those who chose to take only this lesson from their immiseration are, inevitably, miserable.
They are haunted, quite literally, by the unacknowledged demons of their forebearers.
They are desperate for Love, but invariably fight like—well, demons—against the surrender of egoistic barriers necessary to True communion.
At a profound biological level, they perceive the Earth as inevitably hostile, and play out the hostility in relation with their own physical bodies and their emotions.
They play the hostility out in intimate relationships, habitually acting as if control is caring, and posession is Love.
They can’t stop the habitual behaviors even though they evidently cause suffering, because survival-terror—not to mention, the intense, reflexive loyalty to the people—the family members—who survived horror—mitigates against any radical change.
Thus, Stephen Miller.
Thus, legions of leaders of movements for “liberation” all over the world who reiterate—and usually expand upon—the most sadistic excesses of those they imagine they are liberating us all from.
Thus, most modern humans’ increasingly ecocidal daily behaviors…
We’ll never stop this deadly cycle without a fundamentally different understanding of Self and world.
One that takes into account the fact that our species has always had aspirations that go far beyond the mere physical continuation of me/mine/us.
One that takes into account the fact that these aspirations reflect our Nature better than does the materialist paradigm. That these aspirations are congruent with the nature of Reality as increasingly disclosed by modern science as well as by perennial wisdom.
One that takes into account the fact that we’re all one in the Water. What we do to one, we do to all.
One that takes into account the fact that there is nowhere to throw anything away on this Earth. Reduce, reuse, recycle is not just a political slogan born of the mind of man. It is the way of Nature, the way of Life.
Trauma will never be resolved through trying to hide, ignore, or silence it.
The only thing that strategy produces is more and worse trauma for all.
Just about everyone’s guilty of trying to act as if our minds can get over, under, or around that Law. Almost everyone would rather use the mind’s good knife to dissociate from the terror and pain of trauma than feel into it. And keep feeling into it until it yields up the medicine secreted inside the poison…
And every one of us can choose to act differently.
When we do, everything changes. In ways that are impossible for our minds to grok, predict, control.
To the extent that we are exclusively identified with the mind/ego, we will refuse to experiment with integral alternatives in our daily living. For to the ego/mind, the aim of life is control. Whatever doesn’t apparently lead to predictability and control is dangerous; whatever does is meritorious.
The mind/ego is so innately narcissistic that it actually imagines that Life could not progress if it didn’t have a plan for moving it forward. So to it, the status quo always looks better than the unknown—no matter how wretched the status quo is.
Thus, we keep doing the same old things. And not just hoping for a different result, but also deluding ourselves that we’re seeing one. Even when mountains of evidence testify to the contrary…
Will the humans unlock the mystery of trauma at last? Will we defy all rational odds and consent to let trauma Change our ancient ways of moving, perceiving, feeling and acting, for the progressive good of all our relations?
It’s a dramatic season-end finale here on Human Evolution, kids! Don’t touch that remote control!