I am quite certain that baby rape is – in addition to a heinous crime – symbolic. Of at least two things. One – there are things going on that have perhaps reached a head. A heads-up, if you like. Two – I am wondering why it is that so many black children are being subjected to this particular suffering. Not only black children, but many, many black children. It’s not right. Like it’s not right that the souls stolen from the children by the LRA were the souls of innocents. That kind of energy should not be in the care of a man like that. In fact, if I had my say, I would say be sure to burn him. That is the way to free the prisoners he holds, still. Thousands and thousands of them. That freedom is like the rising of a new tide, a phoenix from the flames, an army of beauty let loose to reclaim the empty houses roaming lonely the savannahs. There are a lot of empty houses. That is not a bad thing, but it is something to be aware of. It is a matter of time before these empty houses get inhabited. There are many undesirables that require housing. The good news is that there is a way to keep the houses empty until they can be filled by their respective owners. And yes, you can call them owners. They are. When it comes to a perfect fit, doors open. It has always been the way. That fail-safe takes into consideration not only evolution underway, but also the aging process. Hour by hour and every hour in between the hours. That is one sure way to be sure of your motivation and to be quite certain of where you are going. And – it is the way to ensure that when you do get where you are going, you can get in. It is pointless if you cannot get in. If you should underestimate the degree of change that is possible in a very short space of time, you might find yourself in a time warp. There was a story of wasps one time. It was true.
It was suggested that the Y2K was going to have a major impact on our world. It did. It was just slow-release. You might find that at that time, 00.00, there was an eclipse, if you like, a convergence of energies, realities, about which few knew. The fallout was delayed. That delay – if correctly measured – will give you an idea of the time delay of the hours between the hours, and the length of a minute. It is not that a minute is always 60 seconds.
You fall in love. You fall back. You fall asleep. You fall behind. Falling is a sensation. Because of gravity and your senses, you can appreciate how falling feels. It depends on which way you are falling as to the pleasantness of your experience. Falling in love is extremely pleasant. As is falling asleep. Unless you tend towards nightmares, in which case falling asleep can be hell. Falling short is usually a disappointing experience and is best avoided. It is possible to avoid falling short if you plan properly in life. Falling back is occasionally necessary. When it comes to safety, falling back becomes serious.
Falling snowflakes. Falling petals. Falling tears. Each has its beauty.
Alice fell into Wonderland. She maps it, still. So it is not to say that falling must be frightening, or that such will yield disastrous results. Sometimes, falling takes you exactly where you need to be. A fall from grace for instance, may sound like the end of the world. Perhaps it is only the beginning.
2013 came with a number of surprises. I suspect 2014 is going to produce more of the same. Surprises are excellent things. You should give yourself surprises all the time, just to keep yourself from getting complacent. It is not difficult to give yourself surprises. You just need to be aware of what comes into your days. Whatever you find on your path is meant to be on it. Take note, is all. What you do with each ‘ever’ you find along your way, is your business. A trip to the seaside can be a surprise for yourself. A day immersed in Nature. An ice-cream when you are on a diet. A day off work when you should really be working. Sometimes these things are what you need.
Surprises are good things to give. If you have money spare, buy an unbirthday present for someone you are close to. An unbirthday present is honestly the best present to receive, it never fails to bring a smile to the face of the recipient. Buy flowers. For others, yourself. Remember that a lot of men like flowers, too. There is a legitimate business in cut flowers. It is honest, and it is sustainable. Support it – they are grown for their beauty – their ability to transform a living space. Invest in your senses. If you cannot afford to buy flowers, then pick flowers in Nature. She does not mind. It is important to know that flowers do not cry when they get cut. They don’t feel a thing.
Keep in mind that there are two kinds of surprises. Those that we like – and those that we don’t. We do not like being surprised by the sudden injury to – or death of – a loved one, for instance. That is always a big surprise to swallow. We do not like the surprise news of two young suicide-bombers being used in the past two weeks. Used. Who is busy bending those young heads? They must watch themselves. In fact, why don’t we just dispel the big fat urban myth right here, right now: you blow up other people and you do not get rewarded on your ‘other’ side. There are no rewards for your ‘allegiance’ to a flawed cause. Is it true that the pushers of these exploding people reward the family that is left behind for their relative’s ‘bravery’? That is untidy if it is the case. Blood money.
Where do you go when you have no answers for your questions? You go inside. Deeper inside. When you think you have no further resources, open to yourself. That sounds easier than it is, perhaps, but it is only at the point where you feel yourself facing a brick wall that you will come to realise that you have a way to go yet. With every fibre in your being you will realise that your challenge is only beginning. That is no reason to get dispirited. Emotional brick walls are daunting to meet and tricky to bypass. Over the obstacle is always possible, but the problem is you leave it behind, unattended. Under the obstacle – not advisable. You should not like to find yourself crushed by the weight of it. Around the obstacle is an option, but that takes too long. And besides, going around it you give yourself a lot of work as well as an extra choice – left or right – which is a bit like meeting the Sphinx at the crossroads and wanting to go straight. I should add that going straight is the best way. It is the hardest, but it yields the best results. Plough through the questions posed by your inner Sphinx and go through the wall. Some walls you will pass through easily. Some you will not. Some you will bang your head against, time and again. They say that it is insanity to do the same thing over and over, expecting different results. It is only insanity if you do not ultimately achieve your end goal. That might take you seventeen attempts, it might take you two, but you can rest assured that if you work from your heart and you keep trying, you will succeed at what it is you need to succeed at. That we will find what we are seeking is an indisputable law of Nature. Do not be tempted to give up – on yourself – when you find yourself hitting your head against a wall. You have to brace your mind, put your head down, and try again. The wall will eventually give way to your persuasion. It always does. You have to be sure you are approaching it right, that’s all.
Understand that there is a love to which we all owe our allegiance. The love within. It’s source is bigger than every single one of us on this planet, and it is enormous when all of us are put together. Love begets love. It seems such a tired concept, such an over-used ideal. But it’s there. That love is constant. It is what keeps us alive. Do not take your love for granted. Recognise it. And if you cannot see it – then search harder. Everyone has access to love. Everyone. And everything, has beauty. Choose to see it.