Some more thoughts on civics, duty. Importantly, Benjamin Franklin said, "You'll only have a republic as long as you keep it"; to paraphrase- and we didn't. Injustices, addressing, not addressing them have costs, former is individual, the latter is global, as well. Responsibility, if you don't exercise it, it's Siamese twin sister, freedom, will wither, like an unused muscle, as well. Sadly, because of self-possession, we need to exorcise it before it's exercised. You can talk the talk, walk the walk, and even be the be, but, if you don't vote the vote, you won't ever be livin' in a democracy. Sacrifices? It's not the self-sacrificed when we do what needs to be done, rather the false-ego sacrificed at Thee's altar within. Manners in which doings and not doings are done or aren't, brings life and light to them, or it doesn't. Eden? Splitting of atom, cloning of Adam, hubris, leads to extinction. Ends or means? Neither do I embrace. Rather, the struggle well run, which uplifts us uncrowned, every moment humans race. Clarity? A sword that cuts all ways, without, for, there's no cutting, and a pointless point. Why? As acid rain from your closed eye, an acre of rainforest falls each second, Earth's tears bleeding, for, all you see is grey. La machine's ripping the heart from the heart of the heartland. Words, while being paths of study, can't lead to oneself, for the intellect can't lead, as life doesn't follow; the corporate structure's convolution's devolutionary direction differs. Stray not from your heart path: you being who, what, where, when, how, and sometimes why (but, never Y2K), forever asked, and unanswered. Grace can't be sought, it seeks you. If you're not willing to die for something, you've fallen for everything. Those more closely attached to living or dying are more closely death. Music, life's song accompanying the abundance of joy's Spring. I totally agree with Williamson, her big truths aren't the biggest, but, they're the biggest being told by any non-repub candidates; including Bernie. Now that the 'big fix' is back in again and the republican conspiracy (including dinos), with it co-conspirators the elite of every supremacy, conspiracy, including the socialist totalitarian anarchist conspiracy, have reset the political date to the early 80's, "...we(e),...", can't just decolonize, deprogram our minds, we need to unfix everyone's everything. Normal? I don't suffer, or, suffer from, eurocentrism, northern malaise, nor, academia, a blood disease. One's mental cell, built of walls of delusions, made with bricks of illusions, is one's personal hell. Aloft? From whence and to whither, we've come and will go, interwoven throughout the fabric of life, waves of love from souls eternal, mending the whole of the weave, heartlessness would tear asunder. Yet, could never, as you are here, and I am, evolving with the evolution, each footfall anew, leaving no footprint, that followed none, echoing on forever, in all ways, always. Now on wing, we only fly, love the 'One Sky' (great, latest, Aretha Franklin song) our womb we're birthed from, on high, in heaven, and below, Earthen, eternally. Thanx (Above, Below). While feeling sacred on this All Hallow's Day, I also feel pangs of the hungry, so wrought by the profane, for the food wasted by us could feed all the world's.... Yet, betwixt, in the mundane it's only hurled. A citiyscape, hands only put to heart, beings only art. Viva la Evolucion. Copy, share as you will. Thanx for all you do. Have a great day :) reality
Some more thoughts on civics, duty. Importantly, Benjamin Franklin said, "You'll only have a republic as long as you keep it"; to paraphrase- and we didn't. Injustices, addressing, not addressing them have costs, former is individual, the latter is global, as well. Responsibility, if you don't exercise it, it's Siamese twin sister, freedom, will wither, like an unused muscle, as well. Sadly, because of self-possession, we need to exorcise it before it's exercised. You can talk the talk, walk the walk, and even be the be, but, if you don't vote the vote, you won't ever be livin' in a democracy. Sacrifices? It's not the self-sacrificed when we do what needs to be done, rather the false-ego sacrificed at Thee's altar within. Manners in which doings and not doings are done or aren't, brings life and light to them, or it doesn't. Eden? Splitting of atom, cloning of Adam, hubris, leads to extinction. Ends or means? Neither do I embrace. Rather, the struggle well run, which uplifts us uncrowned, every moment humans race. Clarity? A sword that cuts all ways, without, for, there's no cutting, and a pointless point. Why? As acid rain from your closed eye, an acre of rainforest falls each second, Earth's tears bleeding, for, all you see is grey. La machine's ripping the heart from the heart of the heartland. Words, while being paths of study, can't lead to oneself, for the intellect can't lead, as life doesn't follow; the corporate structure's convolution's devolutionary direction differs. Stray not from your heart path: you being who, what, where, when, how, and sometimes why (but, never Y2K), forever asked, and unanswered. Grace can't be sought, it seeks you. If you're not willing to die for something, you've fallen for everything. Those more closely attached to living or dying are more closely death. Music, life's song accompanying the abundance of joy's Spring. I totally agree with Williamson, her big truths aren't the biggest, but, they're the biggest being told by any non-repub candidates; including Bernie. Now that the 'big fix' is back in again and the republican conspiracy (including dinos), with it co-conspirators the elite of every supremacy, conspiracy, including the socialist totalitarian anarchist conspiracy, have reset the political date to the early 80's, "...we(e),...", can't just decolonize, deprogram our minds, we need to unfix everyone's everything. Normal? I don't suffer, or, suffer from, eurocentrism, northern malaise, nor, academia, a blood disease. One's mental cell, built of walls of delusions, made with bricks of illusions, is one's personal hell. Aloft? From whence and to whither, we've come and will go, interwoven throughout the fabric of life, waves of love from souls eternal, mending the whole of the weave, heartlessness would tear asunder. Yet, could never, as you are here, and I am, evolving with the evolution, each footfall anew, leaving no footprint, that followed none, echoing on forever, in all ways, always. Now on wing, we only fly, love the 'One Sky' (great, latest, Aretha Franklin song) our womb we're birthed from, on high, in heaven, and below, Earthen, eternally. Thanx (Above, Below). While feeling sacred on this All Hallow's Day, I also feel pangs of the hungry, so wrought by the profane, for the food wasted by us could feed all the world's.... Yet, betwixt, in the mundane it's only hurled. A citiyscape, hands only put to heart, beings only art. Viva la Evolucion. Copy, share as you will. Thanx for all you do. Have a great day :) reality
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