AMERICA
The One and Only Solution to Your Gun Nonsense is Simple. Divorce!
The earth belongs to Gaia anyway

With shock and unbelief, I’m watching Americans fight over guns. Fighting. Guns. It’s just too simple for words. And the solution is sooooo easy.
Fighting and guns are about destroying life.
Non-fighting and no access to guns are about life. Creating conditions conducive to life. Biomimicry. We have a world to redesign. Can we please get on redesigning everything without fighting?
It drains our energy.
And we need our energy for other things.
Such as making sure that we keep dry feet when the sea levels are rising.
You will find out that a spiral of violence will feed… violence…
Solution for Gun-Conflict
So, what’s the solution? What do you do in your personal life when you have a conflict? You turn away, don’t you? Life’s too short to surround yourself with people and situations that drain you.
So, what do you do when you are a government deciding on gun politics?
You divorce your country. Split up into two parts.
One-half of your country will have guns. You will make sure all teachers in all classrooms have guns. You will build high walls around all school buildings. And you will find out for yourself that walls do not keep crazy people out. Police officials normally have that job.
But high walls and armed teachers do not.
It is called experimenting if you want to live in this part of America. You will find out for yourself if this creates happy people or depressed, suicidal ones. And of course, the depressed ones will have a gun ready to kill themselves or to kill others. Great riddance.
You will find out that a spiral of violence will feed… violence…
The other half of the country will learn from other countries that do not have a big weapon lobby. Canada? Europe? The Netherlands?
The people who live here will curtail weapon possession.
A spiral of no access to weapons will feed… peace…
Gaia Owns All Soil Anyway
Hmm… I hear you say… how can we split up our country? The fighting people with different opinions live all over. Well, there’s a simple solution for that too.
Detach yourself from the people you don’t want to live with. Even if it is family. Even if they are friends. Or learn how to listen deeply to each other’s emotions and live in peace.
Guns are not about fighting. Guns are about fear.
A spiral of no access to weapons will feed… peace…
And as a human being, I do understand fear.
And you do too.
So, just listen a bit deeper next time.
The Future of Land
Merlinda enters the scene. She’s my granddaughter from the year 2222. She wears brownish-green chameleon clothing this time. Dressed like an army girl. A fighter.
But she doesn’t at all look dangerous to me. She has a twinkle in her eyes and I know I can trust her. My well-developed gut feeling tells me.
“Do you have some Year 2222 Perspective for us, my dear?” I ask her.
“Of course, I have gran. In 2222, the soil and the sea are not owned by people anymore. We have seen that it is a stupid thing to do. Small patches of land make it impossible to decide upon indigenous burning, e.g. to hold back the bushfires on a hot planet. Farmers don’t want their land to be burned. So, we need common land. Common water. Common decisions about our planet.
Farmers are very happy that they have a license for only using the land and not owning the land. Because switching plots helps them have better yields. And because every farmer is obliged to leave the soil better than it was when they started out, land can easily change guardianship.
People and all other species are nomadic in 2222. Just like they were before everyone got roots and stayed stuck in one place. People love to travel and see new places. And of course, travel is not polluting anymore when Boeing finally understood nature’s technology and started to innovate radically and built our airplanes like birds.
We choose our own families in 2222. People are not that stuck in the past any longer. People do not stay victim to their own stories anymore. They just own their stories. And get on with living. They decide who they want to form their communities with. And they love all people in their community.
Differences and all. Diversity is normal in 2222.
Young people get a ritual when they turn 18. They can decide which tribe (country) they want to belong to. They can choose between the country of their mother, their father, or the one they were born in. Of course, youngsters are prepared for that huge decision by wise parents. And if someone wants to switch afterward it is a decision of them together with their new country.
They have to show why and what they will contribute when they switch.
All people contribute to the tribe (country) they belong to and the land they live on. They mainly pay taxes after their death. Their children don’t need the money because they have full access to all basic needs such as healthy water, food, and shelter.
And open education, preparing them for life as broad as possible of course.
In 2222, much more land has become water. So, we mainly live inland. Your current cities have been transformed into sponge cities full of green. Cars in the city? That’s stupid! We don’t live near coastlines or rivers anymore. We have become an adaptive species in 2222. And you know what they say, adaptive species are thriving species…”
So, people don’t mind splitting up their country?
“Of course not, gran. The earth belongs to Gaia anyway…”
And with a puff, Merlinda is gone again.
See you next time, my dear. See you next time…
Thank you, Gaia, for giving me Wild Writing. © Désirée Driesenaar, 2022






