I had a dream one night. I was perfectly calm and clear. I saw trees being hacked down and birds being shot out of the air and I walked on, calm and clear. I saw my books being burned and walked on, calm and clear. I saw churches being smashed, and priests being urinated on and walked on, calm and clear. I saw children in sweatshops by day and brothels by night and walked on, calm and clear. I saw the people I loved being exploited and walked on, calm and clear. I saw my mother being mugged, and I walked on, calm and clear. I returned home and continued my empty meditation, calm and clear. We get angry for a reason. It’s a sign: “I have to do something about this. I WILL do something about this. It is not satisfactory to walk on.” I woke up, cold and frightened that I had become so lost that I could no longer feel the heat of anger. There were things to be fought for, and I had convinced myself to drift and let them be. In the words of St. Thomas Aquinas: “He who sees injustice and does not become angry is not a good man.” —Richard Francis Irvine
Posted on: Mon, 19 Aug 2013 23:24:15 +0000
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