Consider a total given population as being a "House,"
and ponder the ages old saying:

"A House divided cannot stand."

We, then,
who sew division,
whether by abiding
or actively dividing
are thereby undermining
the very fabric of potential community.

She's the Architect
of the Nightmares
of the Dark Prince

Note to Self:

"Dear Self;
GET OVER IT.
GET OVER YOURSELF.
For ****'s sake, man.
Why is it taking so long
to get this out of your head?
What corrupted seed
is planted in your mind?

It isn't worth the Energy you sacrifice."

Re: Note to Self*

"To whom it may concern:

I know, but it isn't that easy.
I can't just pick up and move on, like you.
I can't just forget the good times and the bad, like you.
I can't just ignore the feelings that flood forth from my Amygdala,
coupled with the memories within the Thalamus and Hippocampus.

It doesn't work like that;

I have to work with it
to worth through it
and I cannot rush it;
You see, I must be patient with you,
and you with me,
Self."

Seek always to leave the World a better place than you found it,
howsoever it so happens that you go about it;
all else is Sin.

"Yeah, I get that, but, why's it so hard? Why must it be so painful?
Why must there be such emotional struggle and spiritual turmoil?"

"Aha, then you don't get it at all.
You study the map well, but have yet to hazard traversing the Path, itself.

Without all the pain, Grasshopper,
without suffering and perseverance,
why bother to try to learn these first lessons at all?
Would you have had the tools and motivation you needed?

Without adversity, where's quality control?

Imagine, if you can, what an eternity of bliss would be worth to One,
who had suffered countless lifetimes in the struggle for that Nirvana,
as opposed to One who was born into such bliss without lifetimes of sorrow to counterbalance; provide context. Is the discrepancy of appreciations apparent?

You see-
if you want to learn, to live, to experience anything worthwhile,
you must accept the pain. Life is pain. That's the deal how it is in the contract: you get to live, but then you have to die. It's called Mortality. It's a joke, an illusion. Get over it. Laugh at it before it gets the last laugh. Welcome it. Let it teach you. Invite it for tea.
Dare to look it in the eye.
It respects that.

That isn't to say give in to it, but, rather, listen to it. Respect it's counsel.
If you must suffer, learn to use suffering,
lest it drain you of your very Soul
and entice you to seek to the same of Others-
That's the corrupting agent, Grasshopper.

Though Pain may well be dark by nature,
it is made bad by abusive nurture.
It mustn't be a construct of Evil.
It can be made an excuse for Light, as well.
There's an example of the play of yin and yang.
Be keen to both, so as to make the most auspicious choices.
Choose to transmute that Pain,
whether emotional, spiritual, physical, or creative,
into a source of inspiration, motivation.
Reflection. Redemption.

Balance is qi, Grasshopper.

Also, try to avoid killing the ants. They're just finding their place, too.
There's no sense in causing more suffering than there must already be.
You wanna talk about suffering? Talk to the ants who carry off the bits of the other Ants you smash! How d'ya think they feel?
Probably nothin', they're just ants.

Point is, not unlike pain,
the ants serve a purpose, as do we all.
Unlike the ants, though,
we are free to define our own purpose.
We must chose wisely.

Now, contemplate that as you get back to sweeping the leaves off the deck.
I have tea that urgently needs my attention."

He combed his hair with his hands and looked off at the sunrise, smiling.

"You're welcome to join me once this chore is complete.
I sense you're almost ready to truly begin your study."

I was strangely afraid he'd say that. I hope he's right.
He always is, but I don't really even know what it means to be ready.
Maybe all just simply is as it must be, and I should just be open to it.
I think I'll sweep a little slower and let all that simmer down.

What heinous acts
happened in Paris
so recently
happen all over the World
(yes, with a capitol "W")
every single day
and no one ever seems to really give a single ****
until it's a "civilized nation;"
that is to say
a western nation.

Oh, please.

Lest we forget
NATO, the UN, and countless other nations or groups of people
commit far greater atrocities
on a perhaps much larger scale
perhaps much more regularly
and no one talks about it-
yet if they do, and they're of the West,
it's glorified as saving the civilized world
from injustice, tyranny, bloodthirst and corruption.

Why, then, is it okay
for the West to transgress against others
for our own political, economic or simply sadistic goals
and for others to transgress against one another
(and for the West to bet on their strife and rig the odds too)
but then when it's done unto the West,
they're unforgivable evil warmongering savages
whereas the West is just innocent?

What the ****?
Why do we in the Western cult of the World
get to be Judge, Jury, Executioner,
Press, Victim, and Beneficiary?

Sounds kinda ethnocentric to me..

Maybe these attacks
are to violently prove a point
that we are not so different or stratified or separated
as we may wish to think we are.

Maybe they're angry
we refuse to allow them to sort out their conflicts for themselves.

Maybe they're frustrated
with our domineering and permissive Western-world-centric
commodification, dehumanization, and globalized ****
of any resources, people, or land we wish to own
which is so graciously sacrificed by our sacred Mother Earth
for all and any to use-
so many of which so happen to occur
across petty and mortal geopolitical lines
drawn by fingers of Devils
in Gods' sands.

This type of ire and violence
should never be condoned
and I am deeply disturbed and ashamed
by our irksome and shameless
double standard propaganda.

All lives matter.
Period.

Regardless of
ideology or nationality.
Regardless of
***, sexuality, skin, dress, or hair.
Regardless of
language, culture, or material wealth.
Regardless of
geography, education, religion, or politics.

Besides,
I'm certain we've already spilled
at least just as much blood in retaliation.
How many of the dead would have to be innocent for us to even care?

It's a vicious cycle we Humans are pretty "good"at.
--
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Please know that this plea is neither intended to downplay the very real pain nor to legitimize gruesome and tragically inhumane events, but simply to empathize and show solidarity with all of Humankind;
not just our fellow 'Westerners.'

We are all equally Human.
Every ******* one of us.
No exceptions.
Period.
Ever.
Period.

Our enemies are extensions of ourselves.
We must allow them to teach us.
To keep killing one another
is to perpetuate our self-inflicted purgatory
as a conscious species.

If we refuse to change,
perhaps we've earned this Hell.

Hold people accountable
for what they do to our planet
and to her life- our lives and those of everything around us:
animals (including Humans), plants, ecosystems, economies, philosophies;
no matter which side of which line they're from
or what name they go by
or what title they hold,
for the Devil's face and name must be known
beyond a shadow of a doubt
to be able to confront the Evil
and have the knowledge, courage and integrity to resist it
and in so doing transcend into Heaven.

I love you all.
Thank you for reading.
Blessings upon thy Paths.

The Odds
of you, in particular,
existing at all
are of negligible significance
relative to
the relative fact
that you,
in particular,
do exist at all.

it may be too late to go back and renew,
but t'will ne'er be too late to start anew,
lustful for new horizons, unsubdued!

I used to fear many of the things I now desire,
just as I now fear many things I once desired.

Ante up,
or
shut the **** up,
or,
better yet:

both.

This isn't
"just how people are;"
this is
just how we're conditioned to be.