Hundred,

 

One hundred years from now, it will be common knowledge, it was a crucially important change, in the history of mankind, when human beings, at long last, began to have Embodied Language (EL), instead of Disembodied Language (DL). I am reminded of a great, but dreadful book – One Hundred Years of Solitude – by the Colombian author Gabriel Garcia Marquez. This novel, which is considered to be one of the greatest achievements in world literature, is universally praised and translated in many different languages, because its magical realism – the literary style, which blends a brutal realistic view of the world, with magical elements and, thus blurs the line, between fantasy and reality –  apparently is something, that millions of people can relate to.

 

To make a long story short, the book – which has 422 pages – covers seven generations of the Buendia family, who live in Macondo. The dominant theme of this work is the inevitable, inescapable history of this town, where the characters are a continuously visited by ghosts. Surely, it is a tale of our DL, because everyone is dissociated from their own experience and history, presumably, victims of the harsh circumstances and walking around with illusions, which reinforce and perpetuate dysfunctional social conditions. DL, our common way of talking, is about the fatalism and the entrapment, which Marquez so meticulously describes. However, a culture cannot understand itself, only an individual human being can understand him or herself, if he or she has EL.

 

If something is going to take a long time, we say, it is going to take at least a hundred years, meaning, it is going to take forever. Most likely, it is going to take a hundred years, before people are capable of having EL and are coming out of their isolative, destructive egocentricity. Solitude, which is needed to cultivate EL, has nothing whatsoever to do with selfishness. To the contrary, being alone and being a light unto oneself, is the quintessential social skill, which, due to our DL, is lacking. With DL, we fantasize about all sorts of nonsense, as we seek to escape ourselves. There are no helpless victims in DL, but only, lazy,  blaming, complaining, pretentious, mean, defensive, aggressive, superstitious, ignorant, stubborn fools.

 

It will certainly take hundred years and, most likely, even two or three hundred years, before the world has woken up from its intoxication, after centuries of drinking the socialist’ cool aid of so-called love. The book was written more than fifty years ago and look where Latin America and the rest of the world is now? This depressing book – which is said to create in the reader, a sense of all that is profound, meaningful and meaningless in life – is just another failed attempt at addressing DL and our need for EL.

 

Just like Marquez, who, upon receiving the Nobel prize, said that we lack the conventional means to render our lives believable, we all engage, day in, day out, in DL, which makes us endlessly fantasize about equality, love, power, peace, justice, truth, equity, inclusion, redemption, sex, wealth, beauty, simplicity, peace and harmony. However, tomorrow never comes, not even in a hundred years, and we keep hoping, praying, fighting, writing for something which never happens. Only when our battle fatigue sets in, do we give up on our effortful, energy-draining DL and will we emerge from our verbal isolation and experience effortless, natural EL, which reveals to us our Language Enlightenment (LE), our aloneness, which is the antidote to our boring loneliness.

 

With ongoing EL, we are a hundred percent certain, that we are experiencing our LE. Moreover, once we are able to stop our DL and happily engage in EL, we feel as if we have been living a hundred thousand years in hell. A hundred times I have written about this transition from DL to EL and yet, nobody seems to be willing to admit, they would have to talk with me, to make it happen. The fact is, you haven’t done it and it isn’t happening. If EL would be happening, you would have contacted me and talked with me. I plan to live a hundred years and still have thirty-five years left. Yes, your DL is a monstrous serpentine giant, with at least a hundred heads and you have to be heroic, like Zeus and deploy all the thunderbolts you’ve got, to put this deadly monster to rest and to restore order in the cosmos and to rule all the gods.