I was imagining a world that existed like this:
Each person’s wealth – that has been gained from ‘earning a living’ – is converted into tokens redeemable only by the ‘earner’, in an attempt to demonstrate who has what in this world. You carry around a bag with your tokens in it, showing how ‘valuable’ you are as a community asset. Then – surprise, surprise – the air you breathe becomes costly. You have to insert tokens into a local ‘breathing machine’ in order to have fresh air pumped – in a puff – into the atmosphere so that all living things can draw breath. At first there are communal machines – anyone can put tokens in to make sure that we can all breathe. Everyone does so with enthusiasm. We all have tokens, well, hopefully we have all earned a few, and we use them as is necessary. Those with tokens put them willingly in – in a fairly democratic fashion, no doubt. I put one – you put one. Etc.
Then the majority starts to run short of tokens. The air is getting tight, difficult to breathe. Like molasses. Those with big bags of tokens begin to become selfish. They resent putting extra tokens into the ‘breathing machine’ – despite the fact that they have plenty extra – when there are others that no longer ‘contribute’ to the air everyone breathes. The ones with tokens believe the ones without tokens should suffocate. They should die because they did not earn enough tokens to keep them alive. They believe this, despite the fact that they – and those ‘lazy time-wasters’ – share the same breathing space. The point is: without the ‘time-wasters’ – the dreamers, the believers, the lovers – the elite and their breathing would not even be a problem that needed contemplating on this planet.
Then – considering all – I came to the conclusion that human beings, being what they are, would never have condoned the manufacture of communal ‘breathing machines’. The capitalist mindset that manipulates the actions of the too-wealthy elite – those ‘with’ money – would have ensured at the outset that only individual ‘breathing machines’ were made, those that were built to the individual’s specifications. I am quite certain that those with enough tokens and their bespoke ‘breathing machines’ would be quite happy to watch with a ‘dejected’ sigh those without tokens who fall by the roadside and expire. I mean – if you are wealthy and well-connected you cannot be expected to save every piece of crap lying around on the planet, can you?
Childhood is for children. That means it is a time of innocence. Every child has innocence. Should you be responsible for taking the innocent wonder out of the life-experience of a child, you will have a lot to answer for when that child becomes an adult. It is not easy to ensure that a childhood is untainted in this day and age, but it is possible.
Childhood is short for most children these days, that is why it is important to cherish the idea of it. Again I will say it, if you cannot offer a child a happy childhood, why have one? That kind of a betrayal is sacrilege. Children are all born with hope. Love, and innocence too. If you choose to damage these faculties in a child, you can safely consider yourself a cruel person.
There are those parents that will live vicariously through their children, and this, too, tampers with the early experience that children should be having. Children need guidance, they do not need their parents to make their choices for them. Childhood is a time for exploration, for children to learn how to make sense of the world they have been born into. An adult is not able to make up a child’s mind.
It is helpful to look on the brighter side of life, particularly at those times when there is little light to see by. Positivity is a valuable asset in the dark. In fact it is priceless, at all times. Without foresight it is not a simple business, being optimistic. You need to be able to envision the best outcome, every time. That involves interpreting the big picture. Not translating it, or explaining it away.
There is always time to hope for the best to happen. It costs nothing, that kind of positivity. It does mean heartache, that is inevitable in a world where appalling things happen uninterrupted all day, everyday. An open heart is susceptible to aching. When you want the best for everything that is deserving of it – and again, deserving being a big word – it is a challenge to accept that in this life we do not all necessarily get what we want.
There is no such thing as being too optimistic. We are all highly evolved creatures, we can see beyond the daily dire and dismal to where this world really is a better place for all that have a vested interest in its wellbeing. Fortunately there are still many optimists all over the globe practicing their positive influence on people and their purpose – and for them, we should all be grateful. Without their foresight this planet would not be where it is going.
It is not hard to use diplomacy when you still have hope. When hope begins to dwindle, diplomacy goes out of the window. I believe, for the most part, in hoping. I am concerned that those that do not, are short-changing themselves and everybody else. In the big picture. This planet is not dead yet. However, it is not far from being damaged beyond repair by mankind’s greed and that is then really the end. That reality is very easy to see. Ironically, that ending only matters to (all) life here on Earth. You would think that would mean something to the majority of people. It doesn’t.
But – life springs from the most unlikely sources. One day, it will spring again. When the timing is right, and the circumstances perfect, life will spring again and living creatures will appear like magic! We can but wait. Perfection takes aeons to perfect itself. Perhaps when that happens, when life comes again, it will have grown minds that can conceive of – and comprehend – immediately their own immortality. Perhaps then those minds will use their understanding to help others transcend this experience. It is but one of many.
The bottom line is that it does not matter what you have faith in, as long as you do have faith in something. Perhaps in these fractured times the only thing you feel comfortable having faith in, is yourself. If that is the case, know that that is enough. When you believe in what you can do – in your individual capacity, and as part of a collective – you harness a power that will surprise you with where it can take you, and others. Should you wish to believe in a power higher than yourself (which is all relative, for what you find in yourself is what has existed for centuries in all of the gods, God, Allah, Dreamtime, Nature, etc, feel justified in doing so. You are a reflection of what you find admirable in your chosen deity/deities.) You can believe in more than one deity, if you so choose. All the ‘good’ characteristics that you try to adopt, emulate, exist inside of you already so it matters not which ‘good’ you ultimately choose to follow, it is all the same thing, really. That should be a comforting thought.
Faith means dedication. It means understanding and application. Simply believing in something and trusting its say-so is not enough, you need to do something with your faith. Make it work for you. That is what it is for. Faith is not there to subjugate you, to cripple your progress, so if what you choose to believe in makes you lesser rather than greater as a human being, then perhaps you need to shuffle your belief systems a little, or change your faith.
Faith is a symbol of hope. It keeps you striving for better, going forwards. Faith should have no boundaries, no restrictions. Nor should a person’s faith receive criticism or judgement from another person. You should be able to open wide to the understanding that placing your implicit trust in something is not a weakness. It is a strength. For one reason or another, humans go far further in life when they believe they are supported somehow, by something, in this world. Perhaps what you believe in is not ‘of’ this world, technically, but faith means you know it is out there and it makes a difference to your everyday, the knowing. Faith has extraordinary power, and this power – when properly directed – can change an entire existence.
In this life it is vital to have a passion. At least one. It can be anything. A person, a project, your life. If your life is your passion then you will have spent a lot of time contemplating it. It is through contemplation that we can come to conclusions. We must always follow through to conclusion, there is no point half-doing something or leaving loose ends. Loose ends are always going to drag on your consciousness – to save yourself the waste of energy carrying that excess weight make sure you are disciplined enough to finish what you start. Passion is flow. When you experience flow, you are immersed in your reality to the extent that you are operating at optimum levels and your mind and body are aligned, you are focussed. People who have an attention deficit disorder – and I think a great many people have an attention deficit disorder – find it difficult to feel flow. Flow is a feeling. You know you are part of something far greater than the reality in which you are currently confined. Each life-time is a life-sentence, think about it. You cannot escape from the learning that this world will give you. Even if you kill yourself, you will still return to learning – it is simply that your life-sentence has been cut short. There is no shortage of new ones. In this world we are sure of that.
Trust your passion. You will know when you have a passion. It consumes you. It is an emotional workout, having a passion. A tsunami of feeling. You find yourself sinking under, fighting to the surface only to sink again into its depths. You find your secrets in the depths, it becomes a place you do not want to leave when you find it. The thing to know is that you can breathe underwater. It is something you discover when you are sinking. Your mind is alive, creative and alert – the world around you is filled with possibility and wonder. A passion makes you believe in yourself, in the framework of this universe. A passion should feel good. If it does not feel good then it is possibly an obsession rather than a passion. Be aware of the difference between the two. An obsession can be confusing. A passion is not confusing – it makes every bit of sense when you understand what wonders it does for your being. A lot of people with a passion for something can make a big difference in this world. All you have to do is find what you feel strongly about. Find the feelings that provoke you to thought and underneath those feelings you will find some of your beliefs. Keep them in perspective, as you do with your convictions. Both can brain-wash you. Behind your beliefs you will find some lone convictions – which are hard to shake, but shake them up – and then you will be where you want to be: in passion. It is a state of being. It is fuelled by hope – which lies deep inside Pandora’s Box, underneath her chaos and disorder. We all have a Pandora’s Box. Some of us are just more familiar with its darkness, its lessons that will get us to the light. It takes courage to open your particular Pandora’s Box. Once you open it, it is not easy to close again. There is a fascination with what we store away in our secret places. Dreams, hopes, fears. We need to find the fears and address them. Fears cannot be allowed to dominate you when it comes to analysing yourself. Fears are a contaminant. It is a good idea to look yourself square in the eye and see who it is that you truly are. When you recognise your truth you will be clear what passion means in your life. An addiction to passion is not much of a problem. It is still an addiction – and the thing about addictions is that they demonstrate that something in you is out of balance. So keep addictions where you can see them at all times, they are crafty manipulators.
I have a passion for learning. I find life interesting and I have a passion for thinking. I am determined to show a way to fix this world. I know it can be done. People need to get over their skin-colour first of all. Realise that each person you deal with – each one – can contribute something to your life. You just need to ask the right questions. You have to see value in exchange, sharing. How can you not see value in sharing? People need to compromise. The women who are trying to be men in a man’s world should not wear themselves out. Their battle is pointless. What are they doing comparing themselves to men in the first place? Men are men. That will never change. We have babies – they don’t. We are different creatures. Why is that overlooked so often? A man has a penis. A woman does not. It is clear to see who is who and what is what if you look in the right places. Let men be men – they are good at it. Fighting about not being treated like a man is not productive. Fight for being an independent woman. That kind of fighting energy is helpful. Did you know that men are more highly evolved than women? Sorry if that offends a few people – and it probably will – but it is true. They are all female until 12 weeks – and then they change into men. Men are more specific than women are – they are woman first, then man. How much of a difference this makes to their ability to understand the peculiar ways of women I don’t know, but I imagine even having been female for 12 weeks does not guarantee that a man will understand a woman. It depends on what, exactly, comes together in the first 12 weeks of pregnancy. I think that most women confound most men. Women are a strange breed, it has to be said. I think women can be magical creatures but they can be a nightmare. The problem is that women trust less than men, there is an imbalance there. It is a pity we must exist in a world where women feel they cannot trust men. The men should be better behaved. I am speaking to those who behave badly, and we have all behaved badly in our time. We have all caused pain to another person, so do not put yourself anywhere near a pedestal no matter who you are. Know that this world will recycle pain until the humans stop causing it – to themselves.