Sometimes… the pain and injustice around this world seeps in to overcome my thoughts. I can sit and hope it doesn’t exist or plead that it finds its way out of my space. I can pretend my senses are not experiencing those moments, or even try to justify its existence…shamefully, ignorantly.
Until they find a cure for human nature, I work to direct my mind towards the good, the positive, the joy that life offers, the goodness in myself and others that I know exists. I seek strength, wisdom, and courage to seek only good. The truth? That’s not always possible and even just through osmosis, pain and evil seeps in like a virus, like a stone in my shoe, constantly reminding me that it exists and it won’t be ignored.
I know however that I don’t have to be part of those ills. I try to fight it with positive and make sure my piece of the world is safe and true. But to be safe, and true, I have to recognize that virus, know it exists and observe it closely as it stains the world. I observe it with empathy, and honesty. I try to see this world as I want it to be and take care of my own space, with the hope it grows over those evil spaces.
Maybe I am naive, but if I choose the alternative and ignore the truth about what is out there, am I complicit? Those moments hit, when I close my eyes to listen to my heart, and I am overcome with the noise and confusion of all conflagrations. I succumb to the truth my eyes report and become frustrated, angry, and sad. When that happens, my mind needs an outlet and one morning late last year, this came forward…as we seek a better world, we must seek change. Justifying lies, hate and creating fear in the name of religion is an ancient tradition. Evil and wrongdoing are blurred by the promise of glory. Man’s selfish goals are justified by distorting the truth and staining our gods with religion. They try to confuse us, and accept the hate. I refuse…
Go ahead.
Beat your plow shears into swords. Get your eye for an eye, in fact why not get two for one…if your heart is so hardened. Conflate your causes to match a narrative that only dwells on hate, and fear as it steeps in your insecurities.
No matter what God you praise, seeking hope, reaching for help, as you kneel or bow your head, asking, begging, wanting their grace, pining for wisdom, courage, piety and maybe something more beyond this world, surrounded by your folly.
Know they are weeping…
Know they are confused, as they witness that even with all they have graced us with, we have managed to contrive delivery of whatever ends WE seek. Through whatever means WE justify.
They weep as we achieve our own selfish goals.
They weep for the horrors inflicted upon innocents, their children, who suffer and die needlessly.
They weep for those whose blood stained hands maim, torture and kill…in their name.
They weep for those who turn away and deny reality. They weep for those who praise man’s transgressions in the name of their god. They weep for the lost possibilities of a beautiful world.
They weep for a world filled with resources to satisfy our every need, solve every problem and cure every ill, yet we make decisions based not on the good of ourselves and our neighbors, but what is profitable, advantageous to some, never for all.
They weep for they provided a world filled with the power to do beautiful, magical good, yet man seeks riches, pride, and glory before goodness.
They weep as their names are emblazoned on glorious cathedrals and temples filled with gold, while their children sleep in the street, hungry and sick.
They weep for all they have provided and all that we’ve wasted.
Now we weep…
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