RH
A note from Dr. Hendrix
This poem wrestles with these unsettled days — the great tug-of-war between globalism and localism, and the rare, world-changing ideas that surface maybe once a millennium. I wrote it because in anxious times it steadies me to zoom out and remember how slowly, and how surely, the big things actually move.
— Dr. Roger Hendrix · We share these stories so you can know the family behind GreenTeaHP.
These are the days which try men’s souls.
Is there nothing stable in the world?
Is there no peace to be found?
What’s going on?
Once every thousand years a new idea comes forth.
It changes the world.
Globalism is unleashed as never before.
Countering, localism has been revived as never before.
Globalism has three pillars that hold it up; those pillars
stand on two bases.
The three pillars are universal democracy, open capital markets,
and science.
The smaller of the two bases which the pillars directly touch
is the driving desire of men, women and children to be free.
The larger base upon which the freedom pillar is attached is the
information base – the Internet.
This last base is the reason the three pillars
and smaller base
go global.
That base is made of 1’s and 0’s.
Infinitely flexible it flies everywhere unimpeded.
Localism is a violent reflex to globalism.
It is a thrust backwards to the power of community,
a time when religion and tribe and nature formed
who we thought we were.
Localism resides deep in the soul of every human.
The new idea is that global tendencies
reside there too.
Who wins?
We win. For every one of us
will mix and match as we please.
But,
there will be a slight tilt upward toward
the global.
That’s why the world is changing.
That’s why it seems there is no peace.
That’s why nothing seems stable anymore.
That’s why these seem to be the times that
try men’s souls.
But not so.
It’s a new idea welling up
in the souls of men.
It is a time when every woman and child
understand what equal is.
Equal is equal.
That’s what it is.