Full of bugs that we error shoot like an arcade game, the only thing with the errors that we shoot, it’s another war that brings death and destruction, it’s best if we bring blessings and produce more blessings to rebuild what we destroy.
We look for the truth and tell lies in the search. We lie without wanting to, but we are afraid to confess that we lied, cause we’re trapped in denial.
Defending without a reason, programmed without a reason.
We propagandize for no reason except it sounds good, or no conflict in supporting it, it’s the easy way, it no longer makes people think. We suffer like the German people after WWII, realizing they’ve been duped. A whole nation being brainwashed to believe they were praising the Fuhrer, Sieg heil!
Like it was right to believe they were doing right, but they only followed a madman to the destruction of the world.
We never learned from that lesson, we continue to make the same mistakes. History repeats itself over and over again, like steps through time. We don’t move much, but we make like a snail in our progress towards enlightenment.
Little steps turn into big steps in understanding, and with patience we formulate our understanding, so that we build a strong foundation that is hard to destroy.
It may be a slow progression, but the waters take a long time to carve out the canyons on this world that we enjoy to look at, and marvel at. It may be another 1000 years before we build a world to be proud of.
We need to know the way to that, is to be aware of the subtleties going on in the world, that want to mislead away from that. Everyone wants power, the powerful are a greedy people. I’m not judging, I’m only calling it, like I see it.
They want us to ignorant of it.
Some like ignorance like Story of the Good Brahmin
Ignorance can be blissful as well as well as dumb, you can be happy, but never see the problem before it is too late to do anything about it. Complacency is the problem that the ignorant face.
The good Brahmin doesn’t want to be ignorant like the neighbor, he made a choice for the suffering cause he is happy to know more, but he is jealous of his neighbor for her blissfulness.
So he is happy, but sad, and she is happy, but ignorant, it all evens out, in the end.
So believe with your heart that you are doing right, and you will be guided by whoever your heart’s following, by whoever you see as God… please be aware of your surroundings. There was the poem in 1927 prose poem by American writer Max Ehrmann called the Desiderata.
Go placidly amid the noise and haste, and remember what peace there may be in silence. As far as possible without surrender be on good terms with all persons.
Speak your truth quietly and clearly; and listen to others, even the dull and the ignorant; they too have their story.
Avoid loud and aggressive persons, they are vexations to the spirit. If you compare yourself with others, you may become vain and bitter; for always there will be greater and lesser persons than yourself.
Enjoy your achievements as well as your plans. Keep interested in your own career, however humble; it is a real possession in the changing fortunes of time.
Exercise caution in your business affairs; for the world is full of trickery. But let this not blind you to what virtue there is; many persons strive for high ideals; and everywhere life is full of heroism.
Be yourself. Especially, do not feign affection. Neither be cynical about love; for in the face of all aridity and disenchantment it is as perennial as the grass.
Take kindly the counsel of the years, gracefully surrendering the things of youth.
Nurture strength of spirit to shield you in sudden misfortune. But do not distress yourself with dark imaginings. Many fears are born of fatigue and loneliness.
Beyond a wholesome discipline, be gentle with yourself. You are a child of the universe, no less than the trees and the stars; you have a right to be here. And whether or not it is clear to you, no doubt the universe is unfolding as it should.
Therefore be at peace with God, whatever you conceive Him to be, and whatever your labors and aspirations, in the noisy confusion of life keep peace with your soul. With all its sham, drudgery, and broken dreams, it is still a beautiful world. Be cheerful. Strive to be happy.
Max Ehrmann, “Desiderata”.
I was taken by this when I read it in the early 80’s or late 70’s, it was on my sister’s wall. I agreed with everything except the last sentence, I would’ve chosen another word for “strive”, cause strive has always made me a failure.
It brought me into unhappiness more than I like… but I wanted to be happy. I would’ve chosen a different word, like “be happy” with an exclamation point.
I just never got the point of striving.