It is not difficult to become offended by what we hear – or imagine – are insults directed at our person, particularly because as humans our diversity means that different things piss off different people. Words and gestures in one culture may mean something positive, encouraging. In other customs the same words could be curses. It pays in delicate situations to know which words not to use – to hold your tongue when you are unsure of how your words will be interpreted – as much as it is helpful to speak openly when you know that certain words must be heard.
There are those who find swearing insulting to their ears. There are those that find piety to be a violation. Others cannot abide defiant women, advocating a woman’s submission because it demonstrates ‘respect’. It is interesting that some people find insulting the idea of outspoken women, as if a woman’s word cannot be taken as seriously as a man’s in a man’s world. Rudeness, on the other hand, is insulting to everyone, on every level. Usually, rudeness is not necessary – it is a choice, a kind of thoughtlessness. Like it is a choice not to respond to it.
The way it usually goes is that this one insults that one, and that one retaliates. Anger is generated. Then this one spits more insults and that one impacts them. Anger intensifies. That one then vents again with a poisonous diatribe in an attempt to annihilate this one. Tempers flare, faces rage. And then with a concerted effort one side – either this one or that one – decides not to respond to the provocation. In a moment, the conflict is over. No matter your own anger, your fury, your hatred – you cannot force a disciplined mind to fight.
There is no morality in slavery. You cannot expect to enslave another human being without finding yourself in due course on the über-cruel receiving end of slavery, yourself. That there are those who are enslaved in the 21st century should not surprise anybody. There are still those that believe that theirs’ is the right to control the life of another sentient being. Theirs’ is not the right – it is never the right thing to do – and this should matter to every person on this planet. It does not matter to a whole contingent of people inhabiting planet Earth and this fact would be laughable – because of the reciprosity of karma – if only the subject of slavery was not as distasteful as it is.
I do not doubt that every nation has been guilty at some stage of slavery in one shape or another. Whether it is the money-enslaved masses of the west and the would-be west, the trafficked girls from the east, the labouring children in factories and mines, the militant child soldiers from Africa or the political puppets that run this world, it should be recognised that this form of oppression is ongoing and it is unacceptable. People need to be free.
Enslavement is wrong. Simply wrong. There is no justification for it, whatsoever. It is not for one person or organisation to ‘own’ another’s life and direct their passage, their path. If you are a president, for instance, you should (want to) be able to act according to your own will in the best interests of your people. The people put you where you are for a good reason. Authority figures should not be coerced into action or non-action by their peers, their governing bodies. A presidential slave is a problem of the highest order because a spearhead is put in place to lead the way through confrontation, conflict and resolution. Should a spearhead be blunted by indecision and external influence, it loses its efficacy immediately. Mr Mandela was a spearhead, he was never a slave to his circumstance or anyone else’s. His example should really have changed the ways of this entire planet by now.
Why do people who can barely provide for themselves, breed? Why are millions of children caught up in their parent’s poverty? When you bring a child into a shit life – and you know very well whether your life is shit or not – what are you thinking? I don’t think you are thinking. You can’t be. In some countries children are bred to sell, or to work. That makes no sense. The parents must work. For themselves, first. If you cannot put food on the table for yourself, let alone a family, then you have to sit parenthood out. You do not breed children to provide for you – know that for free. It is time people grew more responsible and looked at what they are doing to themselves, as a whole. What are you showing a child when you bear and raise it in poverty, squalour? You are teaching it disease and suffering. Death. Why would anyone choose to do that? As a parent, do not tell me that there is surplus energy to love and nurture your children when you are struggling to stay alive.
Breeding violence is not productive. What is the point of generation after generation learning that hurting other people is how you send a message or get what you want? That is not the way. Violence is second nature to some people. It is their first reaction to any confrontation. In fact, violent people will seek confrontation so that they can inflict damage. Theirs’ is a bizarre mindset. It wants controlling. Realise that violence changes a person. It hardens your heart. If you commit acts of violence, you are not in control. You need to be in control of your wild inside. The anger that drives violence is a voice – amidst many – that still needs to be heard, but there are other ways for that pain to say what needs saying. The fact that so much senseless violence is played out through alcohol intoxication should alert mankind to what it becomes under the influence. Often, where there is truth there is conflict.
In the same way that you get breeds of animals, you get breeds of people. Of men. Women. Animals accept their classification without taking it personally. Humans don’t. They fight themselves, each other, over what and who they are. They are precious about their identity. This is a consistency, everywhere. It causes wars. You are bred into tradition – the system – or you are bred to question the system. Some people are bred into wealth. What they do with that privilege is always measured. You are bred into security, or you are not. If you are not, your questions are for your parents. Hard workers are a breed of people. As are the compassionate. Arseholes, too, are a breed. Take each at face value.
When you take the time to understand that there is a difference between magic and magick you will be able to appreciate the wonder of both. You will find that if you invest time in appreciating the magick that is happening all around you all day, every day, you will become properly alive inside yourself. This is not a scary prospect – it is like a caterpillar in a chrysalis. You will become the best you are meant to be. Do not ever forget that this takes due process. Becoming your best is a long journey. If you have stamina you should undertake this journey. If you do not – that is a shame. You are missing out.
You have to show gratitude for Nature’s magick in order that she allows its properties to transform you, your life. You must appreciate her mastery. She is very, very adept. Treasure that there is no other that will understand you like she does. She is you. From this you can draw comfort. You have no need to hide from her your ‘sins’. She understands the nature of man. And she understands very well the nature of woman, too. She is familiar with wiles and manipulation. She does not employ either method in her operation but she accepts that others, do. That there is yet conflict between the sexes about who is Alpha what is not helpful. There is always an Alpha female and an Alpha male in Nature’s equation. Always. The energy of both. Bringing together – in harmony – those energies, is where she is headed. That her work along the way is changing the lay of the land is a reality we should really learn to accept without raising too much objection. Her motivation is pure. She is already everywhere that matters.
Magic itself is black, white. Coloured. Musical. Cinematic. There is no grey area where magic is concerned. Magic works. Do not for one moment doubt that fact. Magic trades secrets in deep, dark belief. Trust. You know how a strong belief can save your life? Or kill you? Easy. If you are interested in the at-work aspects of magic and its happenings you must visit voodoo and you must visit ritual, you must hear your heartbeat and you must suspend disbelief for a period long enough to give your inner cynic a chance to keep quiet and learn. The cynic is entitled to its opinion but it is not invited to share it. When you next see love in action – and this is not hard to see if you know where to look – know that magick is happening, right there in front of your eyes. Magick comes to us each when we are primed, open, and ready to receive it.
Open. Receive it.