The Wave Of The Future

As a visual artist, I have lofty goals, goals designed to artistically reveal the secret beauty locked in nature and the imagination;  to attempt in my own peculiar way to reveal an infinitesimal part of the infinite beauty of creation that surrounds us.  More than a year ago I started a series of paintings featuring waves, originally created by the Pacific ocean where it meets the shores of Oahu, and some of the beaches of California.

So it is with no small amount of exasperation, anger, and sorrow of soul, that I observe a few obscenely wealthy corporate oil executives are responsible for taking an enormous defecation in the oceans of the world.  In doing so they have taken a huge step towards the destruction of our entire world;  they have unleashed the folly and the fury of their unmitigated selfishness upon us all.

They have also temporarily usurped my tiny personal life project, by inadvertently redefining the image of the wave for many decades to come— including the last remaining decades of my time on this planet, Urantia.

Seventh Wave • by Terry Kruger (section)

I’ll continue to paint the pictures I intended.  I still have visions of redefining the beauty of waves, and other personal leitmotifs, commensurate with the power of many new tools available to artists today, that allow me to glimpse— in startling ways— the beauty of the natural world.  But not in an ivory towered vacuum of idealism, devoid of awareness of those bent on destroying the very things I love and cherish.  There’s a new gauge being formed for those who love this planet,  and it’s redefining the necessity for, and scope of, our eternal vigilance.

We humans will through time and suffering, eventually overcome even this, the most recent horrific, egregious, and grotesque defilement of our own nest. 
But finally— can we begin to recognize the absolute absurdity of allowing a relative handful of greedy, careless, materialistic assholes to “own” a natural planetary resource, for the soul-less purpose of accumulating vast amounts of personal wealth, the rest of humanity and the earth itself, be damned.  Can we now finally see it is the soul property of all mankind, the treasure of our earth.

It is another redefining moment for mankind. Will we use it, or lose it?
Or will we continue to let these particular assholes steal our lives— and livelihood— at the expense of theirs and the life of this planet?
The question remains unanswered.

Jesus did not look with approval upon the refusal to employ force to protect the majority of any given human group against the unfair and enslaving practices of unjust minorities who may be able to entrench themselves behind political, financial, or ecclesiastical power.  Shrewd, wicked, and designing men are not to be permitted to organize themselves for the exploitation and oppression of those who, because of their idealism, are not disposed to resort to force for self-protection or for the furtherance of their laudable life projects.

—The Urantia Book