Never did I think I would see the world in such a way...
There is a darkness in our lives that obscures us from the the truth, from the light, of our existence. It is insidious, and all the power it has in the world lies in what we give to it. These teachings which I have spent so long denying and rebelling against finally have come into clarity.
Today I have again beheld the unity of all religions in their stand against this force that touches all who know suffering and despair. It is the aim (or at least it should be) of all these institutions to liberate us from the agonizing bondage that we keep ourselves in, but the unconscious guile of our own insanity creeps in and perverts our vision of even these sacred pathways to enlightenment.
If we must be in submission, at least not let it be in submission to misery. Why not be in resignation to all the wonder and joy that the world has to offer us (and that we have to offer the world, should it need it, which it most assuredly does)? If we must stand and fight in rebellious righteousness, let us at least fight against our own resignation to hardship and hopelessness.
There is a darkness in our lives that obscures us from the the truth, from the light, of our existence. It is insidious, and all the power it has in the world lies in what we give to it. These teachings which I have spent so long denying and rebelling against finally have come into clarity.
Today I have again beheld the unity of all religions in their stand against this force that touches all who know suffering and despair. It is the aim (or at least it should be) of all these institutions to liberate us from the agonizing bondage that we keep ourselves in, but the unconscious guile of our own insanity creeps in and perverts our vision of even these sacred pathways to enlightenment.
If we must be in submission, at least not let it be in submission to misery. Why not be in resignation to all the wonder and joy that the world has to offer us (and that we have to offer the world, should it need it, which it most assuredly does)? If we must stand and fight in rebellious righteousness, let us at least fight against our own resignation to hardship and hopelessness.
[Edited on Nov 01, 2005 10:29AM]
I am terminally disconnected. My mind operates on a different frequency. My soul, a different resonance. My only strength comes from the same dissonance that rattles my psyche to pieces. I had felt that the only way to find meaning in my life was to help others, lately I've been seeing how meaningless even that once seemingly grand goal is. Faced with a youth culture that obsesses with the shallow and the vacuous I feel that it already too late to do anything good for them. I'm banging my thick skull against a slate chalkboard when dealing with a cross section of individuals who have no notion of human respect, kindness or dignity. How can one man compete against a whole culture of destruction, lies and degradation? How can even a legion of men, when the populace is so strongly conditioned by the glass teat and the effects of a one-sided class war?
Those that subvert the wonder and joy for profit are numerous and powerful. They have guile, and are without morality. I have not given in to misery, but my rage grows Sadly as my anger rises, my hope ebbs. Lately, all that I can reasonably hope for is that the Mayan Calender is correct, that this age of man will soon end, and with it, this shameful, misshapen dead thing that society has become...