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In this story there is a boat, sailing from Europe to America. On this boat, different animals were being transported, in particular, a group of monkeys, who the keeper of the animals enjoyed spending much time with. He fed the monkeys, spoke with them, and spent many days teaching the monkeys funny tricks on their journey. He fed them bananas and other fruits, and taught them to whack the bananas against the bars of their cage until they split open.
During one of the stops on the boat's journey, a second group of monkeys were brought onboard and placed by the others. The keeper taught the new monkeys how to split the bananas, and they too soon started whacking the fruit against the cage as well. Some days passed, a third group was brought onboard, and the first group of monkeys were transported to a new home at a zoo. The keeper was sad to see his friends go, and so spent little time with the second group and third group of monkeys.
The keeper continued to come and give all the monkeys various fruits, however, he no longer taught them anything. The third group of monkeys would carefully peal their bananas, as the second group whacked them against their cage. Curious, the third group watched the others as they split their bananas against the cage, and soon started copying them.
At the next stop, the second group of monkeys were transported from the ship to their new home at a sanctuary, and a fourth group of monkeys were brought on board. During feeding time, the monkeys watched the others, and again, soon started copying them, and whacked their fruit against the cage.
When the boat finally arrived at its destination, new keepers came to take care of the monkeys and noticed the bizarre behaviour. The keepers asked a man responsible for cleaning the cages, "Why are these monkeys whacking their food against the cage? I have never seen such a thing."
The man responded, "I have no idea. They've always been doing that since I came on board."
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I can't remember it perfectly, but this was a story taught to me from one of the elder men of my family. I didn't really understand it as a kid when they told me this is a story of generations... but I think I get it a bit better now, and want to share what this means. Each group of monkeys represents a generation, and how teachings have passed on from one generation to the next.
By the end of the journey, the new monkeys have adopted and continued the method of whacking and splitting the bananas, where before they simply peeled them. And neither the new keepers or the others of the boat, understand why they did so, believing it to always be the case.
When we don't know where something has come from, why we do the things we do, the things we are taught from our parents or others in the world, following the previous foot prints in front of us, and not really looking to where they are leading or where they've been; if we don't question things or try to find out more than the cards others hand us; it's rather easy to be led blind. It reminds me a lot of what the enemy has done with humanity, destroying all those who knew knowledge, were intelligent, and spiritual, burned our libraries, etc... then raised people on the bible and lies. Then the next generation, and the next, until all that was being passed on is the lies, no one understanding how it happened, believing that to be our origin... and the old knowledge forgotten.
So the existence of the JoS, all its teachings, and cleaning away the dross in our minds, advancing... overriding the corrupted code with truth, it's our biggest chance to make our future brighter, and the generational damage can be undone, as the truth is what starts to be passed on, rather than lies.
November is the month of remembrance, so let's remember them- those that fell and were taken down by the enemy because they knew more, were close with the Gods, and advanced. Remember the old teachings, and pave a better path for the next generations to come, so the spirit of those who were forgotten can return.
During one of the stops on the boat's journey, a second group of monkeys were brought onboard and placed by the others. The keeper taught the new monkeys how to split the bananas, and they too soon started whacking the fruit against the cage as well. Some days passed, a third group was brought onboard, and the first group of monkeys were transported to a new home at a zoo. The keeper was sad to see his friends go, and so spent little time with the second group and third group of monkeys.
The keeper continued to come and give all the monkeys various fruits, however, he no longer taught them anything. The third group of monkeys would carefully peal their bananas, as the second group whacked them against their cage. Curious, the third group watched the others as they split their bananas against the cage, and soon started copying them.
At the next stop, the second group of monkeys were transported from the ship to their new home at a sanctuary, and a fourth group of monkeys were brought on board. During feeding time, the monkeys watched the others, and again, soon started copying them, and whacked their fruit against the cage.
When the boat finally arrived at its destination, new keepers came to take care of the monkeys and noticed the bizarre behaviour. The keepers asked a man responsible for cleaning the cages, "Why are these monkeys whacking their food against the cage? I have never seen such a thing."
The man responded, "I have no idea. They've always been doing that since I came on board."
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I can't remember it perfectly, but this was a story taught to me from one of the elder men of my family. I didn't really understand it as a kid when they told me this is a story of generations... but I think I get it a bit better now, and want to share what this means. Each group of monkeys represents a generation, and how teachings have passed on from one generation to the next.
By the end of the journey, the new monkeys have adopted and continued the method of whacking and splitting the bananas, where before they simply peeled them. And neither the new keepers or the others of the boat, understand why they did so, believing it to always be the case.
When we don't know where something has come from, why we do the things we do, the things we are taught from our parents or others in the world, following the previous foot prints in front of us, and not really looking to where they are leading or where they've been; if we don't question things or try to find out more than the cards others hand us; it's rather easy to be led blind. It reminds me a lot of what the enemy has done with humanity, destroying all those who knew knowledge, were intelligent, and spiritual, burned our libraries, etc... then raised people on the bible and lies. Then the next generation, and the next, until all that was being passed on is the lies, no one understanding how it happened, believing that to be our origin... and the old knowledge forgotten.
So the existence of the JoS, all its teachings, and cleaning away the dross in our minds, advancing... overriding the corrupted code with truth, it's our biggest chance to make our future brighter, and the generational damage can be undone, as the truth is what starts to be passed on, rather than lies.
November is the month of remembrance, so let's remember them- those that fell and were taken down by the enemy because they knew more, were close with the Gods, and advanced. Remember the old teachings, and pave a better path for the next generations to come, so the spirit of those who were forgotten can return.
