Techno-Fascism vs. Humanity: The War We Must Win

From Gaza to Silicon Valley: The Global Struggle Against Dehumanization

Those who recognize the false as false live in the real.
Snippet from the Buddha – Dhammapada.

A Battle for the Heart of Humanity

We are in a war–one where neutrality is not an option. Why? Because immense destructive forces have seized control, seeking to engineer a world that not only dominates but erases the essence of what it means to be human. This war is not just about power; it is an assault on the fundamental truth of our interconnectedness–a web of life where all beings belong, not as commodities ranked by an artificial hierarchy of worth, but as intrinsic parts of a sacred whole. To remain passive is to surrender to a system that demands subjugation over sovereignty, fragmentation over unity, and control over true belonging.

To survive, we must reject the illusion of the "divine rule of kings"–a position Musk claims for himself–and instead honor the inherent divinity and worth in all life.

The dominant force that has shaped the world since the end of WWII and the fall of the Nazis–U.S. colonial-capitalist-imperialism–is now being entirely absorbed into an emerging MAGA/Musk-aligned tech-bro oligarchy. This new regime, echoing the patterns of neo-Nazism, is waging war on the very essence of what it means to be human and humane.

This war is not only waged against nation-states and the most vulnerable, it is an assault on our intrinsic sense of humanity itself. At its core, it is a war against reality. The truth of our interconnectedness with each other and nature is undeniable: every breath we take affirms our shared existence, every drop of water we drink, and every meal we share reinforces this bond.

Yet a dangerous and grotesque distortion seeks to erase this essential truth that sustains the core of our sense of self. Its goal is to strip us of our humanity, reducing people to disposable cogs to be compartmentalized, controlled, and assimilated into an AI-driven, robotic, tech-defined neo-fascist soulless world.

A Psychopathic Vision of a Dehumanized Future

This twisted vision has been forged in minds consumed by a psychopathic drive to attack and dismantle the very foundation of our deepest values. Values rooted in an inner ethic of mutual empathy, collaboration, and reverence for the sacred web of life.

Billions of years of evolution have culminated in the extraordinary truth– we are here. From the earliest handprints on ancient cave walls to the symphonies of art, music, stories, and dance, humanity has expressed its essence through creativity, joy, empathy, sorrow, and camaraderie. Yet, all that is affirming and true, our history, our souls, our hearts, and our ability to love and stand united, now faces the threat of being suppressed, legislated out of existence, and discarded.

To these new masters of the universe, we mean nothing–absolutely zero. We are mere cannon fodder in their relentless quest for global domination. The democratic processes that once carried the promise of "we the people" have been hollowed out, and our inalienable rights are in the process of being denied. In their eyes, we are nothing more than a stain–one they would erase without a second thought.

A few weeks ago (2.8.2025), the Washington Post posted an article with the header, “In Chaotic Washington blitz, Elon Musk’s ultimate goal becomes clear. Shrink government, control data and–according to one official closely watching the billionaires DOGE–replace “the human workforce with machines.”

Transhumanism: The New Religion of the Oligarchy

At the core of this final war for the future lies the tech oligarchy’s defining mantra: “Why be human when you can be more?” That elusive “more” is the foundation of their metaphysical doctrine: Transhumanism.

This is an age-old idea and pursuit–the quest for immortality, both as an individual body and consciousness. This time round, they seek it through the fusion of technology, biology, and AI. At the heart of their new religion lies a single doctrine: “AI and algorithms rule.” Convinced that technology alone holds all solutions, these tech-bros envision a future free from government oversight or external accountability. Their utopia is one of radical individualism–designed exclusively for themselves. Their ambitions go beyond mastering Earth; they dream of evolving into a privileged interplanetary species, with Musk’s obsession of colonizing Mars as their launching point.

At its core, this is just another extreme iteration of eugenics–a sinister, racist mind virus that has long fueled oppression, enslavement, and destruction. It drove the eradication of Indigenous peoples, Hitler’s Holocaust that claimed over 11 million lives, and the ongoing oppression of those deeply rooted in land, culture, and the ancient shared ways of belonging. We have witnessed what this malevolent mind virus has done and continues to do in Gaza and the surrounding occupied territories.

Transhumanists seek security and immortality in all the wrong places. They cling to the illusion that this mortal realm can grant them eternal dominance—that their power-addicted egos will rule forever.

Rising in Our Power

This insane delusion is born from the mind, and only by returning to its source can we dissolve the deep-seated psychological patterns and energetic wiring that make us susceptible to domination, rooted in an inherited sense of victimhood. Instead, we must reclaim our power, personally and collectively, for indeed, we are the people!"

The stakes could not be higher in what feels like the final battle for Earth. I believe that at the heart of this struggle lies a deep, unconscious terror within the collective, triggered by our transition from the Holocene, an era of climate stability that sustained human civilization, to the Anthropocene, defined by human-caused ecocide, mass extinction, and environmental collapse.

The enormity of this moment is driving a collective psychosis, a mass retreat from reality into a fabricated, illusory world designed to distract us from the task at hand. Instead of succumbing to this deception, we have to resist our tendency to collapse and find ways to engage in this battle together–however we can. Each in our way while remaining centered and rooted in our authentic presence of heart and mind. Those of us awake to what is unfolding (if you’ve read this far, that would be you too), must rise against the attempted reign of these fiendish overlords.

Surrendering into Spirit and the Deep Peace of Resistance

To be human is to exist as a multi-dimensional being rooted in nature, community, and the cosmos. Yet, decades of materialistic, soulless consumption have severed this connection. So, our deeper work is to consciously undo this estrangement and reclaim our authentic truth, voice, and rightful place as participatory beings in the cosmic order.

In stark contrast, Transhumanism presents itself as the ultimate path of spiritual transcendence through eternalizing the physical body and capturing individual consciousness, like a genie in a bottle. Yet, in reality, it is nothing more than extreme dissociation and malignant narcissism born from unhealed trauma masquerading as progress.

Without inwardly engaging with our trauma, we remain trapped in cycles of illusion and sometimes violence toward ourselves, others, and often both. However, through spiritual practices and mindful engagement, we can create a compassionate space to transmute suffering into spiritual power as an alchemical process of true transformation.

Here’s a powerful testament to the spiritual transformation of suffering from Gaza-based journalist Ahmed Abu Artema. He shares his profound insights about living through the genocide in Gaza in The Arrow Journal, Steadfastness & Solidarity Through Genocide: SWANA and Ally Voices.

I see many people in Gaza and in other places that have an amazing mental determination, a determination in the way they face traumas that cannot be explained through materialistic reasons. For example, I lost a son, but others, mothers, have lost four sons at once or lost all their children. You have merchants that have lost all their life savings, one million dollars, or five million dollars and now they cannot find the money for a meal, so the determination to face these traumas and these violent shake ups cannot be explained other than through reasons that are higher than the material…faith gives you a vision, a vision that offers you relief and tranquility and satisfaction.

Faith does not change the reality, meaning that now, for example, my son Aboud will not come back to me. All of those people who have been hurt, their faith will not bring back what they have lost, but it does give them mental balance and vision…

In one moment a person can lose everything. In one minute my house was gone, which was my lifelong dream. A bullet, a rocket or a virus can destroy a person; therefore the ordinary life is fragile, so for a person to hold on and withstand, they will need to believe in another dimension, and this other dimension tells them not to put all their weight in this life. The trauma is proportionate to the strength of the attachment. A person’s trauma becomes big in times of loss if they have a strong attachment to this life. Here is the value of the faith.

Faith is not an anesthetic as it is described to be, but the faith is what saves you in these difficult times. The difficult times affect all people—not only the people of Gaza, but also people who live in Finland, Paris, China. They, too, all go through traumas…”

The Human and the Deathless Heart

To be human is to experience the full spectrum of messy emotions–an aspect of our nature often feared by those who seek ultimate control through rigid rationality, detached from intuitive intelligence that connects us to a more holistic way of knowing. These emotions may feel chaotic, even overwhelming, until we learn to embrace the wisdom of the body. By honoring somatic, embodied feelings, we allow them to express the deeper layers of our psyche, which move fluidly between the conscious and the underworld, where essential truths wait to be uncovered.

Entering this realm is a pilgrimage back to our true heart–a call that never ceases, drawing us home into our original shape-shifting, time/form transcending spirit. The essence of formless spirit, our truer self, is already free. It does not fear mortal death or rebirth, for it exists beyond both. It doesn’t cling to the illusion that external conditions can soothe our inner ache or attempt to force the world to solve the inherent pain of separation and alienation.

The attempt to mold the world into a fixed shape–one that shields us from life's profound uncertainty–is destined to fail. It leads only to suffering and, in its most extreme form, as we see in authoritarian and despotic regimes, to paranoia, violence, and death.

Under the spread of the night stars, the vast mystery of it all, let’s not believe the diminishing stories of worthlessness and abandonment put in place with the buttoning of our child’s coat. Don’t hold so fast to the false divisions of “you” and “them” set loose to stalk our psyche. Keep tracing the living waters of the heart’s own innate intuitive intelligence. It will remind us that we inhabit a conscious web of life connected to a more profound, unfathomable intelligence–the ancient pulse from which we are sustained with every deepening breath.

Holding the Light in the Shadow of Empire

The deathless heart is closer than our own breath. It whispers, it nudges, urging us to claim our place. Be brave. When you falter and fail, draw strength from those who have carried the light through all times, even the darkest. Know that in the shared torment of suffering, shadows will rise, seeking to consume your light–but light will always outshine the dark. The purpose of light is not to banish the shadow but to reveal it. And now, the collective, unprocessed, and unhealed shadow is unchained, moving without restraint. Some part of it belongs to each of us and to all of us.

These free-floating tentacles of toxic trauma must find a place to land. They slither, exhaling their immobilizing fumes into the nooks and crannies of our pain bodies–summoning the ancient night wanderers from their underworld vaults, where fear drips like poison, pulsing through unseen energetic nervous circuits. The agony coils tight, curling inward like a fetal knot, spiraling into a suffocating scream that ricochets, sometimes it feels endless, through the closed loops of defeat and self-loathing. I know this feeling well. Sometimes, I can’t move. Sometimes, there is no way out.

They come to wound, inflict pain, murder, bomb, slaughter, crush, and destroy–hurling us toward the farthest shore of despair, where confusion and madness reign. They force us to bear their unfathomable soullessness, long buried in the frozen wilderness of Wetiko's ice-hearted grip. Their agony is too great to hold, so they cast it upon us, demanding that we carry what they cannot bear–their own rage-filled, abandoned, seething selves. We are their pain whores, trapped too long in a faded window, our red light flickering in the dark.

The Reckoning of Our Time

Here, I am tracing the mindset of the apartheid empire–how it warps the psyche, drains the soul, and distorts the energetic fabric of being. It tries to sever nearly all connections to the humane, replacing the soul’s belonging to the web of life with rational maps, justifications, and doublespeak–the carefully charted architecture of the long colonial project.

The perpetual plantation “electoral vote" offered the illusion of choice while absolving its architects from confronting the atrocity of the empire’s grip. In the end, even the faintest trace of mercy is extinguished, leaving nothing but flesh, pumped up and hollow, collapsing under the ignominy of the rubble of their internal psychic pain bombs. The rubble of Gaza perfectly reflects those driving the machiavellian machinations of empire who forever wander the fetid wasteland where their souls once resided.

So let’s name this apartheid-conditioned mindset and psychological conditioning for what it is–deadened, primal toxicity, unfiltered. As the veils are torn away, the brutal reality is laid bare, much like the sadistic, genocidal savagery inflicted on the people of Gaza, the first-ever genocide recorded in real-time across social media. The cosmetics that once disguised the foundations of Western wealth have crumbled, revealing something unmistakably ghoulish.

We are now seeing the empire in its final descent as it tries to outrun its own collapsing shadow, spilling its guts across the world–rotting innards, gangrenous blood, shattered bones, shit, gob, and piss strewn in its wake. It is disgusting. It is intolerable, vile, and stinking.

Empire’s End: Standing for Life and Against Dystopia

For life to endure on this exquisite planet, our only home, all empire-building must end. It must be rooted out wherever it has embedded itself in the collective body, in nations, and in its institutions. Its lackeys in the media, its bought-out politicians, judges, educators, and apologists. The walls it has built; the ways it has occupied real estate in our personal and collective energy systems–all must be dismantled and freed.

The real wall is not the border of Mexico, nor is it the one snaking across the so-called "holy" land. It is the apartheid mindset that works against our hearts’ intuitive intelligence threaded within by the fabric of life. Yet, guided by this same heart’s presence, we can breathe slowly and deeply, allowing awareness to suffuse our nervous system, unfurling from the many fists of apartheid’s inner and outer oppression. With each exhale, we can release the tension in our bodies, softening into the heart’s space. In this conscious surrender, we gently reclaim our fearless being. From here, as phenomena arise, everything that carries pain is met with the natural healing and compassionate power of awareness itself.

This battle is not only against the external structures of late-stage capitalism–a system that rewards sociopathy–but also against what has taken root in our energy bodies, psyches, souls, minds, and hearts. It is a war that cannot be won through hate but through strategies shaped by the enduring discipline of spiritual warrior-ship. Not the false, brittle, and hollow power of brute force, but with the true power that rises from the eternal, authentic heart where all is known, not as an object, but ultimately as part of all that is resident in one, intimate, timeless, boundary-less awareness.

This vow power of the compassionate heart–bodhicitta–endures beyond time. In Buddhist teachings, it is understood to withstand even death, carrying its essence forward, even into the next life.

We stand at a pivotal moment. The empire has dragged itself to an utterly unviable, absurd, and disingenuous end–so Kafkaesque that it is collapsing under the impossibility of its own contradictions. Layer upon layer of injustice has led us here. The empire's ghosts demand fairness and true reparative justice, without which peace is a far-off dream.

Perhaps it’s okay that U.S.-style “democracy” has died. It was already a withering corpse. Instead, we desperately need a new political paradigm—one rooted in vibrant, ground-breaking levels of civic engagement–something like XR’s Citizens’ Assemblies. We need positive ways to move forward, not backward.

A Call for a Vision of Collective Liberation

This new regime offers no future, so we must forge our own. Our task is to hold steady while fully stepping into our embodied awareness. Here, we remain mindful. These times demand deep personal and collective processing as we navigate a slip-slide road breaking apart beneath us. We stand in a reckoning, a sorting, a realignment.

Entering this revolutionary journey, this inevitable “end-times” is a pilgrimage into new lands. Not the lands of colonial conquest but the inner landscapes of consciousness. It is an invitation that can’t be refused. Still, amidst this impossibly weighty task, we need to also care for ourselves. It’s a lot to manage as the fault lines of our personal and collective lives crack open with increasing intensity. Everything feels like it’s coming undone. Relationships, commitments as the paths we once trusted vanish before our eyes. The way we strive to hold everything together is also fraying at the edges, an edge dissolving, slipping further from view.

The defining parameters of our falling civilization, its expected boxes, are rapidly melting away. And yet, here we remain–suspended in this strange, liminal space, as the world behind its clownish mask is fast unveiled. Our powerful, brilliant, and once-confident civilization had countless chances to surrender, be humble, and listen. At moments, it did. But rapacious greed, revenge, and hate seized its vulnerabilities–like the Balrog, lashing out with its tentacles, dragging Gandalf into the abyss.

We want control, to be in charge, and to shape the world according to our will. Yet, instead, we find ourselves brought to our knees. Perhaps this is exactly where we need to be. This may be when our clever mind–bouncing between strategies, navigating the endless labyrinth of possibilities–finally steps down from its throne. Beyond the cognitive frameworks that shape our world, another intelligence waits. We might call it the "listening heart," though no single word can contain it. So how do we speak of this deeply embodied, intuitive knowing–this wisdom that eludes fanfare and thrones?

The call to listen to life’s deeper knowing is not an invitation to future grandiosity. It is, instead, an invitation to the humble task of coming home, though not in the way we once imagined. Instead of hiding away, we are asked to step fully into this time of reckoning, to engage with it, to let what must fall apart, go. We must place our trust not in the “clever and quick,” but in the quiet love of our own hearts. To hold up a candle of kindness, however faint its light may be.

A mind and heart that is more humble, open, inquiring, and deeply attuned can navigate this terrain–exploring the possibilities, including reshaping our Dharma frameworks to meet this moment. A shift beyond the usual self-help and palliative care to grounding our practice in radical justice, underwritten by the internal transformations necessary to break free from an over-reliance on separative consciousness. A turn toward an inner knowing that yearns not solely for individual transcendence but collective liberation.

Igniting Collective Power: From Endurance to Action

It is this steady mind that can endure this U.S. political blitzkrieg, which author Carole Cadwalladr describes in her article “It's A Coup” as like “Chernobyl–a bomb at the heart of the international order whose toxic fallout is going to inevitably drift our way. "

The world has long been ready for an upgrade. Yet, the vacuum left by neoliberal capitalist greed and chronic political inaction blocked a necessary recalibration. This left us exposed and vulnerable. Now, we find ourselves caught between two extremes: the pull of a Christian nationalistic white supremacist colonial settler past and the thrust into a futuristic, AI-driven transhumanism that seems to have no use for humanity. All of which is being installed without accountability, checks on power, and the consent of the majority.

We have been too passive, allowing ourselves to yield our power to billionaires, lobbyists, Wall Street, the ruling class, gaslighting media, and mindless distraction and consumption. We have ceded too much influence to those sustaining the dystopia of political, economic, social, and environmental collapse. We now face the consequences of our lack of vigilance–failing to understand that true democracy is not merely a vote every four or five years but a system that requires ongoing engagement, accountability, direct challenge, and active participation.

Fascists thrive on pushing citizens to the brink, hoping they will crumble and give up. But, as author, historian, and anti-fascist Timothy Snyder points out, they often bluff, testing to see what sticks. Knowing this, we must never concede ground to their deceptions. Now is the time to strategize, organize, resist, and push back with everything we have before it’s too late.

First and foremost, we must recognize that we are in a profoundly revolutionary moment. The door is open for mass revolt against this tech-theocratic fascist force. In the face of this catastrophic, brazen bluff, we must protest, demand, instill, embody, and enact a radically elevated and inclusive vision in any way we collectively can.

Resisting this coup together, we can even find joy in striving for the realization of humanity's higher dream. It is a beautiful dream focused on the imperative to build a world where today's children and the children to yet be born can survive, thrive, and experience the ten thousand joys and sorrows of being human in whatever shape, form, and identity they embody. What better vision could we aspire to?

In this temporal world, what better way to live than to serve this suffering world with love and compassion, knowing that all, ultimately, returns to dust?

The wind behaves this way when we die; our own wind blows, for we, who are human beings, make clouds when we die. Therefore, the wind does thus when we die, the wind makes dust because it intends to blow, erasing our footprints, with which we had walked about while we still had nothing to matter us; and our footprints, which the wind intends to carry away, would otherwise still lie plainly visible. For, it would seem as if we still lived. Therefore, the wind intends to blow, taking away our footprints.
Dia!kwain of the San, First Standing There People of Southern Africa.
from The Heart of the Bitter Almond Hedge Sutra.