What we need is new perspectives
As an entrepreneur in a crazy world I really appreciate this poem from Wendell Berry, Manifesto: The Mad Farmer Liberation Front (see below). I think this is in direct alignment with great visionaries like Steve Jobs, Albert Einstein and Isaac Newton. The people who disrupt are not thinking like the rest of us. They care about people, but they want something new.
The overall trust of our government (and governments all over the world) is at an all time low. All parties are disenfranchised, liberals and conservatives, everyone is getting spied on and come to find out that some of the conspiracies are true.
I would propose that it is important for the people in the wood-work, the ones who are disenfranchised and off the grid, who hold incredible wisdom, who have visionary potential, to come back into society and help change the world. It is only through everyones efforts and a full human cooperative network that we can truly fix the problems that face us. I propose that we all move to get the un-engaged genius to the table. That we come together as a community and build a better world. How does the rebel come back into society?
Manifesto: The Mad Farmer Liberation Front
Love the quick profit, the annual raise,
vacation with pay. Want more
of everything ready-made. Be afraid
to know your neighbors and to die.
And you will have a window in your head.
Not even your future will be a mystery
any more. Your mind will be punched in a card
and shut away in a little drawer.
When they want you to buy something
they will call you. When they want you
to die for profit they will let you know.
So, friends, every day do something
that won't compute. Love the Lord.
Love the world. Work for nothing.
Take all that you have and be poor.
Love someone who does not deserve it.
Denounce the government and embrace
the flag. Hope to live in that free
republic for which it stands.
Give your approval to all you cannot
understand. Praise ignorance, for what man
has not encountered he has not destroyed.
Ask the questions that have no answers.
Invest in the millenium. Plant sequoias.
Say that your main crop is the forest
that you did not plant,
that you will not live to harvest.
Say that the leaves are harvested
when they have rotted into the mold.
Call that profit. Prophesy such returns.
Put your faith in the two inches of humus
that will build under the trees
every thousand years.
Listen to carrion -- put your ear
close, and hear the faint chattering
of the songs that are to come.
Expect the end of the world. Laugh.
Laughter is immeasurable. Be joyful
though you have considered all the facts.
So long as women do not go cheap
for power, please women more than men.
Ask yourself: Will this satisfy
a woman satisfied to bear a child?
Will this disturb the sleep
of a woman near to giving birth?
Go with your love to the fields.
Lie down in the shade. Rest your head
in her lap. Swear allegiance
to what is nighest your thoughts.
As soon as the generals and the politicos
can predict the motions of your mind,
lose it. Leave it as a sign
to mark the false trail, the way
you didn't go.
Be like the fox
who makes more tracks than necessary,
some in the wrong direction.
Practice resurrection.
