Freedom is more than choice. It’s awareness of choice, but awareness of choice is not true, actualized freedom without vision. So what vision do you have for your freedom?
Many Christians died in the name of their faith, and many more would go on to kill those they felt threatened it. All of this is the name of a greater ideal. What great ideal has there been in the world that has not fostered corruption? I do hope there is one. What great cause has there been that begat no evil?
A world with no evil would still be unbalanced? A world without the preoccupation with evil would be balanced. When there is nothing to fight for, what is there to loose?
Ghandi, peaceful resistance … Where does evil come in with that? Ghandi failed to account for the issues that would arise from egotism spawned by his course of action, and now India has grown in power to hold ambitions well beyond there borders. Believing very strongly in their peoples wisdom.
What is the most rigid person on the planet? It is perhaps the last stage of life, just after death. The body is not completely dead, and in the earliest stages the body becomes as rigid as a board. Until then, every effort the body makes is to sustain flexibility. So how can an effort to restrict anything have anything other than a negative impact?
It kills. It does, but not by itself. Shall we go to the other extreme? What is selfishness? What is an egotist like? Thoughts?
In Finding Nemo the seagulls’ caw is Mine Mine Mine. Greedy and feeling invincible. Indeed, this is so. What if I said you could enter a safe and take as much money as you wanted, and the amount of money in the safe was enough to make you the richest person in the world. But if you couldn’t walk out of the safe on your own, it would close with you in it, and you would suffocate to death without rescue. Sorry if that’s an awkward metaphor, but I think it illustrates the point. Perhaps better would be to recall the story of King Midas. He felt his greatest wish was to have everything he owned be made of gold.
There is a similar story, a legend. The Chief of Anahola always took more than his share of fish. After all, he was the chief and flaunted it wildly. People got tired, went out in their canoes with him as usual, only this time they gave him all their catches. Filling his canoe to such a point it would sink, and they gave him even more, and even more than that. Of course, the canoe and the chief sank to the bottom. And of course, because the chief was so greedily accumulating his wealth of fish, pooooooooooooooor thing, he never learned how to swim. Da buggah drowned. The end.
He never got any wisdom with all that fish. It is a good story. So why is it the altruist is seen as a hero and the egotist is a villain? If one shares more than they take, they fill peoples lives with only their will. There is no room for life when people are too busy giving their lives.
People see someone as a hero if his/her actions benefit them, and a villain if his/her actions harm them. Indeed, it’s been said that the one who treats me poorly is my enemy and the one who treats me well is my leader. So how do you treat yourself?
Not very well in general. So you are your own enemy.
I kind of do both at times. If you fight yourself you lose. Why do you do that? There is indeed a way forward.
There is the story of a pile of shit that may fit here. There was once a bird who wanted to defy the norm. It was winter and he wasn’t going to fly south. After a few days in the cold blizzards, he couldn’t take it anymore and started off to the south. Halfway there his wings froze and he plummeted to the ground below. He knew he was a goner and he made the dumbest mistake ever. Soon a horse passed by and crapped on the small bird. The heat of the shit warmed him and defrosted his wings. Finally able to breathe and move freely, the bird was ecstatic and chirping in joy. A cat in a nearby bush heard the bird and pounced on the bird, swallowing him in one gulp. Moral of the Story: Everyone who shits on you doesn’t mean that they’re you’re enemy. Everyone who gets you out of shit aren’t necessarily your friend. And, if you’re warm and happy in a pile of shit….keep your mouth shut!
Your thoughts are welcome. Be well friends.