Life is meant to be lived and lived by "the person" not by, through or under the control of another.
Why is it that something a simple as a piece of paper can be so damn disruptive to life?
We've had what should be something quite simple become a bullshit game that's been going on for almost a year. I had a conversation last night about the status of an Elderly persons life being put in limbo for well over a year now...due to a piece of paper.
Seriously a fuckin piece of paper!
And Humans think themselves so Grand.
Funny...the other life upon Mother Earth doesn't put "Living" on hold.
Russell Means once said "Americans are the New Indian" and the man knew his shit. The only difference I can see is that instead of Fighting as the Tribes/Nations did, we're Willingly giving up every damn right we have.
Among the things that pissed me off about the above video is the way in which an Officer of the Law treated a Flag. Had it been the American Flag would he have tossed it so Intentionally to the Ground?
That question right there is one that people need to seriously think about. We have Boots on the Ground people. And Russell was dead on when he said Americans are the New Indian.
People think that it can only happen to "Them". Bullshit.
If they have so little Respect for Another, for those who were here first and are fighting for Creator given rights...
Trust me they'll throw our flag and our rights to the ground just as fuckin easily!
I'm soooo Grateful for this part of the Journey being about the gift of Feeling.
Oddly enough I wouldn't have thought that considering All that's happened in such a short time span. While there is without doubt many Negative Emotions being dealt with at the moment there are also just as many (if not more) Positive ones being felt. The other day is a prime example of both actually, and how if we act Human we can touch the Soul of another and they Ours.
We were out shopping and were in the process of putting groceries in the truck, when a woman stopped to speak to us. My Precious (ever the Light) Daughter took that opportunity to compliment her on her Hijab. Truthfully it was beautiful as we had both noticed it in the store earlier.
She needed someone to talk to and touch. Tears formed in her eyes when she talked about people telling her she needed to "Go Home", or that her Blue eyed Blonde Daughter who also is Muslim was being told the same thing. How many were now showing such hatred towards her. During the conversation she kept reaching out to hold my hand, and at the end we all hugged. For those who know me I'm a very loving person, but Touch is an issue for me. But this Soul needed to touch so my issues weren't important. Here was a Beautiful woman, dressed Beautifully who people thought they had the right to make random, unjustified, hateful comments to needing to share that hell with another...and be reassured that not ALL are like that.
Just those few moments in life allowed 3 Women to share and comfort...and for that I'm extremely Grateful. Being Empathic meant feeling her emotions (as well as hearing, seeing, etc.) and that truly was Soul touching.
She needed another to know the pain, and to show her Kindness rather than Hatred. We're in 2017 and that's what is happening??? I was born in the early 60's to a Southern family so through the years hearing and being taught Racist Harmful Words was a part of my Journey. But that path wasn't one I chose to walk...and it isn't one anyone should.My Daughter was raised to base your opinion on whats INSIDE the person.
And that's how ALL should be. People need to FEEL the Fear, Pain, Etc of another. Maybe then they'd pause before being Fuckin Stupid!!!
This truly shows Respect, Forgiveness, Honor and Love!
For those who don't understand the depth of this simple yet truly honorable action, I can say nothing more than you need to educate yourself. I cried from the moment the ceremony started to the end of it, because THIS is what the meaning of the words above mean...and HOW we Can, Should and Need to behave to move forward as Humans!
If you set aside the questionable aspects in the construction of the airport...
If you ignore the capstone that names it a New World Airport (by the Freemasons)...
If you dismiss that huge ass horse nicknamed Bluecifer...
If you deem the Artwork as little more than that...
Someone might want to question why there was a Doomsday aircraft flying a loop flight plan over the airport the other day? (named that as it can control missiles etc. from the air)
The United States Military does Nothing without Cause. So now the Time, Money, Etc. that it took for that plane to do so means it was done for a REASON...we might want to question just what that was now shouldn't we?
Brave New World reveals a landscape in which people would be unable to turn around and throw off what has been done to them. They would not consider it. They would have no basis for comparison. They would have no cultural memory.
The above paragraph says far more than most will be able to see.
My daughter and I were talking the other about the fact that eventually those who knew of "clear" skies would no longer be alive
leaving those who are with No memory of what once was.
They'll know no different.
Tell a LIE often enough and eventually they'll come to believe it as Truth.
And in this time... No one Questions therefore the Lie has nothing to fear and plenty of time to wait.
We don't often think of just how connected every action is
to another. Another either in the past, present or future. Once in a
while that connection will show itself, but that fact is only useful if
you're present and aware of that moment.
Everything...happens for a reason even if it's shadowed.
Everything...is connected even if the time seems as if it's not.
Everything...even the smallest of, speaks loudly about the next.
A moment way back in the darkest of memories is connected to today...
and shapes tomorrow.
It's easy to believe when the light is glowing, but not so easy when you're having to search for the light that once was. Fighting the darkness that engulfs sometimes takes all that one has, but it's in those moments that the web spun long ago begins to show itself.
I'm tired and the journey is beginning to take it's toll upon my soul...but a journey it is, so I continue experiencing it.