It amazes me how often life in broad terms meshes with life on personal terms. Is it just a coincidence or does it arise from a more sensitive eye, ear and mind, wherein one's attention is drawn to words or actions which reflect those thoughts utmost in your mind. It is as if we find a wavelength of sorts which meshes it all. Of course, we must be open to receiving these hints, or connections, if we are to benefit from it.
Whatever the cause, definition or explanation, it works for me. Picking a book up at random and finding a relevant statement or hearing a piece of music which connects to your thoughts via the score and/or the lyrics, can be awakening or inspirational, or a validation of one's thinking and observations of life. I often get a very welcome sense of comfort - i.e. that I am not nuts or at least nuts along with companions.
Knowing there are others with similar thoughts or concerns is a powerful motivation or incentive to step further along on the chosen path. The one hitch to this validation is that one must be very, very careful to choose properly, to be open to the truth rather than to misleading, false come-ons which are designed to entrap, to cause harm, generally ginned up for selfish reasons rather than for the good and positive for all.
This past week has been such a time, replete with numerous instances of meshing, some for the good and others which validate and heighten the level of concern. One instance arose at a show during which a song of Aretha Franklin was mimed, and a certain phrase caught my attention. The lyrics were "my soul was in the lost and found' and that soul was found, retrieved and returned to its owner.
The loss of souls, of positive motivations, a resultant rise of levels of evil and hate have long gained my attention. Much to my dismay I have long wondered why this trend of lost souls, discarded souls, was mushrooming. Is it that we cannot withstand the attraction, the lure, of the selfish, basest parts within? Do we all open ourselves to our personal 'Lolas'? Why do so many of these souls remain neglected, reaching their sell by dates and then thrust aside, worthless, useless.
I wish I knew the answers but at this point I can only think that Man is naturally evil rather than good, and temptations to do the wrong thing, to indulge in the negative, to desire the momentary 'thrills' of being a big bad bold dude - or dudette - are far too powerful to resist. Those souls? Unto death condemned. Some of the owners do not even notice or care if they do notice, and the positive note of finding, rescuing, and redeeming these souls goes missing. Thoughts of concern, of deep worry for the future validated, albeit not what our wish is.
"The old world is dying, And the new world is struggling to be born; Now is the time of monsters." Antonio Gramsci
A brutal attack, babies slaughtered, women violated with bestiality, hostages taken, kept in horrid conditions, many dying in captivity. A nation mourning its dead. A nation with a new national song, with haunting tune and words. A nation seeking, praying for the return of two little boys, Kfir, who turned one after three months in captivity, and his brother, Ariel,4, along with a horrified, terrorized mother who clutched both to her. A nation trying to avoid civilian death, even as the terrorists, the murderers hide among them, ARE them.
Crazed, wrathful, evil minded people indulging in the oldest memes of hatred - that of Jew hatred- crowd the streets, fill them with those who hate and those who are dupes, and disrupt life globally. Who call, again, for genocide to be waged against the Jews. Politicians who go right along. Educational figures who refuse to call urged genocide a violation of school policy, and claim it is only when one acts upon it, actually engages in that pursuit. Crap!!!!!
A former president who incited riot and rebellion, against his own nation as he refused to engage in the required peaceful transfer of power. A demented man who echoes the words and theories of Hitler, who promises openly, to be a dictator who locks all opponents up, who will use the defense forces within the nation against its own people, who has been indicted 91 times, found guilty of fraud, with many a trial awaiting, including that of treason.
Why, why and wherefore are there those who admit he is a crook, is off track, but will vote for him. Why are legislators guilty, complicit in the planning and operation of the rebellion, allowed to remain free and even run for office?
What has become of the country?
What will become of this world?
American democracy is at crisis point- possibly a point from which there is no return.
The monsters of the poem are here, and they among us, are, in fact, us.
Be wise, be careful, be alert.
Rescue and revive the abandoned souls.
We must prepare and act NOW. NOW.
Yitzy, my sweet, golden, innocent boy, what would you have made of this world?
Perhaps you have some pull with the Big Guy. Counsel Him that His people are in severe danger and attention is imperative.
Hugs and kisses, always and forever.
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