To me, it would seem to be a simple concept that we are in a temp situation.. but a mere moment in time, a flower but that blooms into dirt... seasonal beings... unaware. Completely. Aliential in all the sense.. knowing nothing.... simple to perceive and, yet... here humans sit, claiming what is or isnt. Labling everything they see, putting laws on thy fellow man preventing him from expressing himself in the form of skin... , as infantile aliens, we act in fear, scared of the dark and unknown, so we go into closet mode and supress our own flesh and minds... seeking some power some sence of control althought our final fate is always bones.... nope no one seems to hone in on the importance of being alien.. its a gift of exploration and expression... , lost.. yet found....... I believe that giving ourselves that pride, is destructive.. to act as though you know whats right and wrong.. any kind of claim is belittling to the mystery. When we act as though we are worth something above any other man we are depleting our species.. but when we can humbly accept that we,re all dirt and humbly treat one another with that mutua l respect, that common thread we will be flourishing...... . .. until then I guess its chaos completely..
Posted on: Mon, 27 Oct 2014 07:30:17 +0000
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