Maersk

 

I am sitting having my coffee at the supermarket. And I saw a semi truck drive by that had the name Maersk on the side of it. I remember seeing Maersk on either many truck containers or on cargo ships that had many semi containers on them. Huge ships. Travelling across oceans. Maybe i saw it on TV. Or maybe near Long Beach harbor.

 

Liberty and property rights and communication—communication including mobility and load—have allowed individual human industriousness to flower into a global augriculture where humans from unreachable distances have almost magically connected with each other and their lives have seemingly magically improved significantly in their locality; their domiciles; their homes and families and towns or farms and nations so that each family or individual lives so much better than ever before—with lights and refrigeration and heat and air conditioning and recreation and entertainment and schools and jobs where they have to work less and less hard to survive where they are happier and freer and get more rest and recreation via the labors of individuals like truck drivers and everyone. And their children live better lives and learn more instead of picking rice grains all day for a few bowls of rice; or picking rice for their lord.

 

I think of the Maersk truck delivering food or coffee to the supermarket and how it is part of a voluntary network that is like an invisible web of light trails of human vitality all over your town and nation and world. Do you see this with your third eye?

 

But there is no web. Or network. As it were. There is simply sparks of light that are lighting the individuals up which then light up other individuals until the world glows. They share the light in moments. But have their own light so they do not need. And then their needs are met better together with their own source of light. And the light goes far beyond need: into education; into love; into fun; into global progress; on into the ethers. 

 

You are so much more than you think; or see.  Even with your third eye open. We are so much more than any government could rearrange or enforce. We could become so much more. Individually and collectively. Through our personal labors. And through exchange. Our little lives are so big.  

 

I remember the name Maersk.  Do you know your name?  You’re the only person who has to.