What shall I do, love,
when things remind me of you?
Never mind this howl.
What shall I do, love,
when things remind me of you?
Never mind this howl.
The world is so wide,
and we, mere pawns in this game;
Why wonder who wins?
No one is going to save us. We have to save ourselves.
Humans! I’m talking to you! Yes, you. The now is crucial. The Future is now. It decides everything. Whether we live or perish, whether we can learn in time, whether we can simply stop everything else and realize that everything in this World today, everything that you are part of, every school, office, organization, club, society, judiciary, committee, kitty party, car pool, everything, it’s only pretend.
It’s only pretend!
But, your life, my life, all our lives; each and every one of them is all that is real. If that is not, then everything else does not matter. And if it is, then everything else matters much much lesser. Or should anyway.
There is no one to listen to. But, that’s okay. Listen to yourself. We are not a crazy race of frenzied fanatical bodies always thirsting for blood, nor are we little numbers on the lists of giant mega-corporations.. We are People!
With thoughts and opinions and the ability to logically reason.
We can choose to do the right thing.
Imagine if, come dawn tomorrow, everyone gets out of bed feeling free of every single bad thing that other people have inflicted upon them. Imagine a day where no one murders anyone, no one rapes anyone, no child is orphaned by senseless war, no State sponsored brutality takes place under the very nose, nay, orders, or the leaders of our country.. Imagine no unfair preventive detention, no ‘disappeared’ teenage girls and boys from the Northern regions of this Nation, no domestic helper child tries to kill herself, no children torture smaller animals, and the Courts of Law are Halls of Justice…
It won’t take much, you know…
There are people out there, who don’t think humanity is capable of redemption! They want to watch everything burn to ashes, because they believe that it is what we deserve.
… To be honest… I used to believe that. For a while.
But, then, for every second that we waste wondering whether or not an issue is worth getting into an argument about, for every time we hold back from saying something contrary to popular perception simply because we are afraid of social ostracism, for every moment we ponder or debate upon the merits and vanities of activist discourse, children are dying because they have no food. Because they have had lesser to eat in a week than the amount of leftover food you threw out last night. Children are tortured and killed, children, please throw away the blanket of desensitivity that Television has wrapped us all in; Reality TV is not reality. The reality is bleeding, crying, wailing orphans. They don’t understand this, but they suffer. We can stop it. You and I, and all the others that are out there. We can stop them from dying.
And, all you have to do is wake up.
Please, wake up.
And those children, those people, it could have been you. It could have been me. It could have been the person that you loved. It could be the person you love. Or the one you might have had his life not been brutally ended. For nothing.
It’s all for nothing, can’t you see??
Nothing except the greed of Industrial complexes that I don’t even know what to say about.
All we have keeping us safe is the internet.
As long as our voices can reach each other, no one can completely disappear. No one can be completely erased.
And this scares them. Oh, but that’s for another time. So late it is! Sorry for all the typos, folks. And the abrupt ending, err, if anyone read this far. Anyway, goodnight!!
The answer to your question will arise when you no longer need to ask it.” – Al Mualim
Prima facie, this statement appears to be an obvious one. But, of course once you find the answer, you will no longer be asking the question. However, I believe Al Mualim means this in a sense that is more in the realm of abstraction.
Take for instance, the question to be regarding the purpose of life. It is only once that you achieve it, that you will know what it was. Take the absolute truth, it is only once you find it, will you no longer need to ask what it was. But, until you do, that is your question.
I believe what Al Mualim was trying to say is that the Universe unravels itself. And, through life, it teaches you what you need to know, what you want to know. In a nutshell, you will know when you know. And, sometimes, in order to find something, you have to stop searching and start evolving first.
“The Truth is out there. It’s waiting for you. And it will find you if you want it to.“
Power is important. And it isn’t only because everybody wants it. The more power you possess, the more control you have. Over not only your own, but other people’s lives as well. Power gives you a high that might remind one of the exhilaration and delight of true freedom, but this is merely a symptomatic illusion, usually the source of this addiction – when it isn’t based on a perverse desire to hurt and conquer, of course. It is an illusion, because while more Power might mean fewer masters, each step demands more and more, until every upward move involves a sacrifice that we are by then hardwired to too readily give.
The Power belongs to the people. Whatever happened to that government of the people, by the people, for the people? How can millions of people remain poor in a country, year after year, while MNCs – that aren’t even real people, make billions and billions of dollars? How can they rob the same people that work for them, day and night, who often work endless shifts, subjecting themselves to hazards that they do not even fully comprehend? How can they get away with incidents such as the Bhopal Disaster (India) and The Hawk’s Nest Tunnel (West Virginia, U.S.) without even a scratch, while orphaned children cry in their wake, often themselves infected by diseases that no doctor can ever cure – if they were to ever be able to afford one.
A professor of mine said this very trippy thing in class once, “You can never take a look at the so called ‘whole-picture’. Because, once you begin to see all the things that are happening in the World today, you’d only get sad and depressed and suicidal. That’s why people isolate events and ignore the rest. We all do it. And if we wish to remain sane, we have to.”
If it were anybody else saying these words, I would dismiss them as Ostrich-like instantly, but this professor knows things. A negotiator, he has been a key party to the making of deals between the government and armed militant forces multiple number of times. When he speaks, you are compelled to listen, even though I’ve never once heard him raise his voice. He has seen more than I can ever dream to.. and you can see it in him. Therefore, because he has said it, I wonder if it is true, though I already know it is, for I know a little bit about insanity.
There is just too much that is wrong with the World. Too much that needs fixing. Meanwhile, the people seem to be caught up in struggles over things that would be worthless unless all that is basic about our rights and freedoms are guaranteed.
And you know that everything you hold dear to you is at risk, when cities are placed under curfews of 2300 hours, though you are not at war with anyone, when you need to ask the police whether you can play music in the far-out country-side rather than just inform them. And when they can stop you from walking from one end of town to the other, on the ground that certain political groups have threatened violence. So? Are not the police in existence to prevent exactly that kind of thing?
It’s a common problem in our country, and perhaps in others as well, that authorities believe our handing over of certain freedoms in our desire to be safe translates to an acceptance of laws that further curtail our freedoms just to make their jobs easier. Free Speech is a constitutional right. And every policeman, just like any citizen, has the highest form of duty to uphold the Constitution.
But, who knows that now? And, who cares, right?
We’ve got to take the Power back…
And Absolute Power corrupts Absolutely.
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