In all their 'knowing', they don't know.
~ Susan Larison Danz, Extinction Level #1
It is truly time to awaken this blog, with an influx of inspiration and creative energy. The awakening begins with a short story I wrote in the last few days, the first in a series.
I also invite you to listen to today's episode of my podcast The Frontier Beyond Fear, now in its 16th year (available on multiple popular syndicates):
Reflecting mindfully about our extinction as human beings is highly relevant to our explorations regarding interstellar object 3I/ATLAS, as well as the dehumanizing aspects of AI. There is an assumption that even talking about extinction can only be based in fear, but it is actually the opposite. Extinction often doesn't happen all at once. Looking through the spiritual lens of The Frontier Beyond Fear, we observe what it is we need to see.
Included in this episode is the public debut of Susan Larison Danz's new short story "Extinction Level #1", which will be a part of an ongoing series. Susan reads her brief yet meaningful short story (created entirely by a genuine human being) as a part of the show.
Extinction Level #1 by Susan Larison Danz
I somehow found my way down to the meadow. A meadow with real grass. I've tried to tell people it really is different. "How could it be different? We have every variety here." Because it is. I have said it many times - you can't predict reality. And when everything is available, it feels like nothing is.
It was Tuesday two weeks ago when the notification arrived. They were ready for me. I hadn't signed up, but they finished with all the people who did. Now they were getting around to the people who didn't. Even that word "people" feels obsolete. What is a person? And how many still exist in this province? Or anywhere, really?
They took away our connection, so we can't see things so clearly. It's no longer possible to connect. Until you are "connected", that is.
I wouldn't accept the words when I was younger. You couldn't avoid them coming your way. But I never really used any of them. I made it a bit of a game, coming up with ways to avoid using the words we were given. Even when I pretended to use them, I didn't.
It feels impossible, somehow, that I would be one of the last. Here, anyway, it seems. "There" is no longer seeable.
"Soon you will see everywhere!"
They say the meadow will be gone soon. It is extraneous. There are more efficient things to be done with the land.
I somehow found my way down to the meadow. I feel grateful to know it is genuine solid ground. I am here while "here" exists.
In all their "knowing", they don't know. In all their "seeing".
"Everywhere" is nowhere.








