Friday, February 24, 2012

URBAN FRONTIERS



About Utopian Frontiers – The Book
What if there was a secret city at work on finding answers to the survival of humanity? Technologies beyond your imagination; a city expanding, recruiting and evolving. There is no government, no money, no bosses, institutions, cars or roads; and age takes on new meaning.
This “facity” is one big research product in and of itself, and nothing else quite like it exists on this Earth. This is the city that Erwin Sharp and his family are drawn into on the fringes of a national park. They fall headfirst down the rabbit hole into a world of space probes, cancer cures, and a core myth that defies belief. They soon realize that some doors are only meant to swing one way. This is a parable of trust and hope–a flashing beacon of hope in a world hell-bent on destroying itself. It is ultimately a story of ambition, of owning up to life, showing up and trading up. In a story that is as controversial as it is reassuring, sometimes it is possible to find something you always hoped existed, and in finding it, you confront your own truth as much as that of the world you live in.
About Utopian Frontiers Non-Profit Organization
UTOPIAN FRONTIERS FOUNDATION is a non profit organization dedicated to developing multi-media works intended to educate and provoke meaningful discourse on global environmental concerns – including the relationship between humankind and technology.
To educate and increase the public’s understanding of the environment and its importance by offering courses, seminars, conferences and meetings and by collecting
and disseminating information on that topic.

EXCERPT
“This research city explores the relationship between human- kind and technology, in service to ecology. Most people think that technology is a laptop or the cockpit of a fighter jet. Technology is the use of tools and techniques, methods and systems to solve a problem or serve a purpose. Meditation is incredibly sophisticated technology.”
She led them out of a side door and into a landscaped garden with benches and water features, plants and drinking fountains. A path wends through the trees out of sight, and Beth spots it coming back into view by a rose garden near a rock outcrop.
“This is just so sublime,” said Beth taking in the full measure of the landscaped gardens. “And inspiring, and peaceful.”
“You can’t put a price on beauty and peace… and you shouldn’t try.”
They both sat together on a bench by an arbor overlooking a section of the undisturbed outer valley, taking in the view for several minutes. Barbara broke the silence.
“Elizabeth, have you ever had an experience that you willed to happen, and when it did you just accepted that you’d brought it into your life because there was no other explanation. It could be a chance meeting, phone call or email out of the blue, a gift of money, whatever?”
“Many times. Too many to count.”
“You created that. YOU created that. This is why energy consciousness is so important. Consciousness is real, it has an impact. Every single one of us creates the reality we see around us, in some small or large way, bringing it into being. We are what we think, and because all energy is connected, changing from one form to another, our thoughts are critical to the survival of our species. We attract into our lives that which we place our focus upon. Good luck, bad luck—they’re two halves of the same coin.”
“I strongly believe that too,” said Beth.
“Which is why you’d fit in well here. I can tell. But many transplants reject Vipassana without ever trying it, or they try it and leave on the first or second day. It’s hazardous.”
“To whom?”
“To themselves, and to everyone else. It’s like surgery. You go in deep, through the cutaneous, the fat and muscle, into the bone, inside the bone marrow, into the blood. This isn’t a game or a social activity. This is serious work. Never underestimate the power of our thoughts. If we collectively accept the perceived reality that this planet and all its inhabitants are doomed, we invite war and chaos to feed that reality. In the natural law, there is a cycle of destruction and creation. It’s not good or bad, it just is; and we summon either one, because we can be either one.”
“And you’re saying that Vipassana can do this, can influence this? I’m a big believer in meditation, for tranquility, to reduce stress. I had no idea of its potential to divert chaos in the world.”
“Vipassana means to ‘see things as they really are.’ To strip away the untruth to the ripened fruit of truth. The mind and the universe are one in the same thing, and it’s structured in layers. If we live our lives in the outer layer, we have limited influence to change things. But if we go within, into the potent rivers that bind us all into one vast ocean of conscious energy, we can move mountains like chess pieces. And the truth is that you, Elizabeth Sharp, and me, or a fisherman in Indonesia, are all spiritual beings of infinite potential. To hurt yourself is to hurt us all.”
“You mean in the collective conscious?” said Beth, enjoying their conversation and trying to keep pace.
“I should ask if you’re a religious person before I explain any further. I need to be careful as I have offended some people before.”
“No, I’m not religious, and you won’t offend me whatever you say. In fact, sometimes I long for someone to offend me just to prove to myself that I have a framework in place for what I do believe in.”
“I’m not a religious person either, in the sense of following an organized religion,” said Barbara. “But we respect religious practice here. I believe the true pursuit of religion is love, and love is positive energy. The negative references to religion you see in the media are when people claim religion as a motive for actions of non-love.”

Excerpt from Utopian Frontiers by Drew Tapley
For information about Utopian Frontiers, the book, the organization or the music, visit http://www.utopianfrontiers.com. To learn more about the book and to get your copy, visit http://www.amazon.com/Utopian-Frontiers-Story-Drew-Tapley/dp/1927005124/.




 









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