I’ve been trying to wonder what it must be like to wake up in the morning and start to plan one’s day around deciding who is it I hate the most and what am I going to do to make “them” pay for my lack of happiness and success for which I cannot now and never will find the insight and maturity to take responsibility for.
You know, I’m trying to think like a racist. So far, all I have managed to do is get a headache. Good thing I have plenty of aspirin on hand. I simply fail to see how happiness, which is a self-generating state of vibration and harmony between one’s inner self and surroundings, is achievable as a by-product of the pain, misery and expense of another's feelings and overall well-being.
Angry and hate-laden thoughts and emotions will not lead to bliss, happiness or enlightenment of any value except possibly to begin the journey of realization that from the initial evil and passionless (there is no “passion” in hatred) thoughts that somehow, someway, inflicting torment, agony and spreading a gospel of hatred and rage can only make the situation worse.
Of course, if you take pleasure from the pain of others, you have an even more serious problem than mere ideological, political and philosophical failings. And dare I suggest you are one sick puppy, particularly if you believe you are acting in the name of any just and sane God who put us here not to create negativity, but to love and care for one another.
For in this intertwined world where truly all is one, you cannot inflict suffering on another without inflicting the same upon yourself, with the added insults to one’s integrity, dignity and eternal soul for any atrocity done in the name of our Creator is certainly taking the name of our Lord in vain and a sin.
Yes, racism, misogyny, homophobia and intolerance of the innocent cannot be justified by believing a lie made up to facilitate the sale and trading of human beings as property.
For slavery is the pinnacle of where ignorance meets arrogance and creates a vile, unfit for human consumption brew of brimstone, bile and for which to many of us have mistaken for an elixir to drink in both preparation and celebration for yet more division and derision for entirely artificial reasons that unfortunately often end in violence or death.
The Nazis excelled at racism, skipping right over property and straight to portraying the Jews as rodents. The brown-shirted fascists theorizing it would be easier for the general German population to have less trouble killing rats than human beings. It’s chilling to see how right they were.
I still shudder whenever I hear the red caps refer to minorities as “vermin” or “pests” which now that I‘ve mentioned it, if you haven’t realized it already the MAGA/GQP/Neo-Nazi monsters among us do far more than you might have previously imagined. On at least one occasion, I have heard immigrants coming across our Southern (never Northern, mind you) Border referred to as “raccoons in the attic” that need to be “exterminated”. Yes, you heard that right.
Now you know where this “custom” comes from, and from history, now we all have an idea of how far these dangerous and misguided miscreants are willing to go to prove their point, that I can only guess is superiority by genetic codes, and hence, for the record explains the average MAGA reluctance to any type of science, including life- saving vaccines that may allow Satan to alter human DNA to the degree God can no longer recognize the humanity in you and thereby eliminating that contestant from the game show called “Salvation”.
I don’t know about you, but I’m getting another headache to go with the heartache and sorrow the very thoughts of willingly living within the self-doubt and turmoil such ideas and conditions must generate, namely fear, hatred and loathing, all three emotions that exist to do nothing more than to create even more frightening confusion, delusion and conclusions that the world would automatically be a better place if “some of us” weren’t here, wherever here, be it heaven, hell or purgatory, might be.
So, what is my point? I am asking you to do the inevitable and change, now rather than later for the sake of us all. That you think about alternatives to stop the internal pain before you think. Before you speak, if your thoughts are not based on empathy, and filled with kindness, are they necessary? Before you judge, if you must judge at all, have you considered that justice can only be achieved by incorporating mercy not after, but before judgment?
That pre-conceived notions of guilt, the “hang ‘em first, try ‘em later” schools of frontier justice are parts of a mentality where the war upon common sense and decency it elicits cannot be won? For the very minute, you engage in such a battle, you have already lost not only the battle, but your own personal war on humanity as well.
For I tell you truly, what we have is ourselves, each other and nothing more. Imagine we are but several seemingly separate but none-the-less beautiful flares of a single, all-encompassing eternal flame from which we came and to which we will return. All of us. Some quicker than others? Perhaps, but in the end, we will all know the love of our Father in heaven.
Not some of us, but all of us. If you are here I, you, me, we are all on the same travel, our paths may differ, they may cross or not cross. Sometimes we are ships in the night, sometimes much more. But whatever the situation, remember this. The success of one of us is the success of all of us. The failure of one, becoming the failure of us all.
It’s still early in the day, in the years and in the eternal. Will you not help yourself by offering your aid and assistance to your brothers and sisters in our shared quest for celestial grace? Or will you continue to practice the way of the lower self, the wicked and unholy? Cut-off by illusion? Boxed-in by the ignorance of repetition and unwilling to accept what you deep-down know and yes, feel, to be the true way to enlightenment?
This is what is known as coming to the light. Not an external bright light to chase as we cross-over to the other side, but the light that already exists within all of us, right here and right now. Namaste.
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Thanks. Good deeds are their own reward. I think you are lucky. The only ones who cry are the ones who get it. And if you are asking, yes I believe in the afterlife.
Namaste 🙏🏻
Shame to think any red caps who are so ignorant and vile will make it up to Our Father when I’ve given my heart to everyone by loving, helping and caring all my life yet I’m the one crying all the time while they smile. Do we really go anywhere after this? I’ve been losing faith faster than TFG lies. Now I need Tylenol. Good piece!