A Prayer for the Sons of Abraham Why I see hope. The Second - TopicsExpress



          

A Prayer for the Sons of Abraham Why I see hope. The Second French Relovution. This week Artists, Administrators and Protectors of the Peace who were fighting for freedom in this life died at the hands of zealous young men fighting for freedom in the next. Each of them, no matter how innocent, guilty or misled we may feel them to be, in their own way, lived and died in part for you and for me. I honour them all by putting to use the legacy that they (as well as countless others) left behind: the gift of the realisation that each one of us has the freedom to choose to define reality in our own words, to experience this on our own terms. (My version goes a little something like this): The voices of negativity, of vengeance, of hate, of blame, of difference, of bigotry, of ignorance, of animalistic instinct - though they be vociferous, and claim to be the dominant narrative right now are in reality few and dwindling. The voice of Love is legion and it reigns. Divine God-given human empathy has rebelled against the despair-mongers and hope has erupted out across this Republic. Where 225 years ago the citizens of this land Got up, Stood up to their social and perceived economic oppressors, today I witnessed most people chose to stand up in their own way to a greater foe - the dark forces of spiritual evil tempting them to do unto others as was done so uglily unto them. Were this to happen five-hundred, fifty or even fifteen years ago the voices of love would be drowned out by the aggressors who would have us take up arms in revenge. This is no more. I pertain that evil exists. It is here now on this planet in real space and time. It is as material as atomic elements and as present as electromagnetic energy. A bone fide satanic supernatural paranormal entity, like an invading alien sentience. You may not chose to express it like this, but from wherever you hail, you probably do feel that we witnessed yet another epic example of something tangibly wrong this Wednesday. Yet know this: Here, it (Evil) has lost. Whats more Evil knows it. Evil is backed into a corner and is fighting for its life. It is a frenzied frightened animal cowering in fear, wanting to escape and in its own way yearning for love. Good has triumphed. It is not that Good will triumph one day in the far-off future. It is already marching victoriously across our souls. We only need now to mop up the mess and convince the remainder of us of this fact. This butchery is not the forewarning of some tsunami of religious or social or economic apocalypse, but the desperate vanguard acts of demons as the flee from the hearts of men in the onslaught of Love. It is their armaggedon we are experiencing, not ours. I decree that, in spite of appearances, this species has won. Humans have made it. With the help of prayer from across the aeons and from all tongues, with the grace of the Infinite (God or however you relate to it and call it) our genus has just upped a step on the great Ladder of existence. All mocking expressions to the contrary clang shrill in my ears, all self-proclamations of moral-authority fade emptily. In your heart I believe you know this too. From my vantage point (sitting consumerably comfortable and safe, literally below the very mountains on top of which the spirit of the French resistance hid from the Nazis 60 years ago during the last major uprising of thuggery in Europe) I see another revolution already taking place. Weve seen it breaking out all over the planet. The Revolution has already begun. Here it heralded itself in with all the power of Creativity. In my Universe, an existence I remind you that we all share, I proclaim that the spiritual revolution is won. We have won. Hear this, we have already won. All of us. For every misled soul enacting misdeeds of aggression, for every misuse of authority, for every abuse of power and trust, for every torture, for every rape, for every corruption, for every crackdown, for every brutality, near and far, told and untold, exponential more deeds of love come into being. Dont be fooled into believing otherwise. We are The Meek and we have inherited the Earth.
Posted on: Mon, 12 Jan 2015 00:29:21 +0000

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