chemical technology, artificially intelligent nano machines spread through supermarket food, soft drinks and dumb drugs are already working inside us, forcing cocoon warm fuzzy thinking, hive mentality, union through slavery, we are the dead. the zombie mass exists on fuzzy engineering, tweet compassion, feel good politics and mass brainwashing, thanks yuri bezmenov, whistle blower supreme.
follow it down the path of loop history, repeated ad nausea, mankind fools itself every time, 'didn't see that coming!' how can we when we can't see wood for trees.
cast amongst the herd is the black sheep, usually some dope smoking freak, voodoo medicine drinking shaman preaching implicit forms of love or peace, usually warned into silence, branded as kooky or murdered by the exposed. but before they proclaim the message where do they go?
into the wilderness.
think of a wilderness for a moment. some majestic terrain, some lush green forest, rainforest or desert. an expanse of nature, ice fields, mountains and tundra's these disenchanted individuals   wander in seeking solitude and oblivion. 
not everyone is up for the job, very few in fact. firstly one must reach the point where the wilderness becomes more attractive a proposition than the metropolis. secondly the sole inhabitant must journey inwards as well as out and then as boundaries shatter a crystallised truth revealed the wilderness is the metropolis and no journey is necessary for the laws of the wilderness are just as savage and brutal as those of man made environs but they contain the seeds of reality whereas the cities institutions are illusionary in nature. 
i went into the surf, my wilderness of water and then i return to the day. my message is simple. find yourself and go beyond. beyond the basic program, beyond the factory setting. who know's what is there, it is unique for everyone, but for everyone who takes that journey they are connected through space and time. 
the green haired ice climber who takes mescaline at a tokyo street party and then decides to apply his skills to the corporate world.
the surfer / writer who cracks open his own head with some magickal formula and creates portals in his wake.
the artist who tunes in to ancient intelligences turning on the planet to their gifts of higher understanding and majestic beauty.
the bank clerk whom suddenly comprehends tantric sex may just liberate her from mundane existence and open up a new realm of perception where she can change everything she touches.
the political advocate who suddenly understands whatever side they take it's a prism within a prison and suddenly sees the killing joke. the one that sets you free.
the porn actress who fucks her way through life until she finds unconditional love in a yoga retreat.
the beggar who knew it all but no one believed him so he just looks at people walking passed his cardboard box bed telepathically beaming his message into them, chipping away at their defences.
the gardner who creates incredible flower beds and colour dynamics, who prunes trees and shrubs in perfect symmetry and then considers eden and leaves his life's work to grow wild and free.
the robot assembling cars and transistor radio's who suddenly gains some self awareness and starts writing haiku's. 
the gods of things that occasionally visit us and leave faint traces in dreams and subconscious memory.
the god who looks upon his creation with love and wonder hoping one day it can see its self within us all. 
i consider these things and wonder if there will be a peace on earth.
consider the idea of a global harmony. 
i think we have been fed false promises, the world is always at war, in conflict, biology is in conflict, bacteria and virus's have evolved chemical warfare to a degree we have never surpassed although we are better at psychological warfare. but this is a reductionist / scientific method and science should admit it but it can't because if it did it would become weak if not useless.
only the dreamers and visionaries can hope for harmony but until they change their own relationship to the universe it always remains a dream or vision. it's no good being an agent for change unless you can. 
science won't save us but it can help, bio hacking ourselves on a physical level is a good start. i have a good friend, a brilliant inspirational individual whose love of extreme sports and extreme environments gave me an insight into how one can hack the body, but also the mind needs hacking to and this is where science fails to meet magick, the method of science, the aim of religion was crowley's truth, he figured he could use science to liberate and to some extent he did especially as he explored the eastern method of science which has always been of a quantum nature.
therefore one could claim, the first principle of any 'change' tension towards peace is acknowledging the war within. using breathing visualisations and deep meditative techniques the various treaties and ceasefires can be managed to produce some sort of initiative towards internal peace. so to people at war or in conflict take my advice. breath, conscious breathing please. then still the mind. that may take a few years hard discipline but it's the beginning of peace on earth so take the step and change yourself. you are a foot solider in the army of love. hup two, three four!