"Everyone has an Angel. A Guardian who watches over us. We can’t know what form they’ll take. One day, old man, next day, little girl. But don’t let appearances fool you: They can be as fierce as any dragon. Yet they’re not here to fight our battles, but to whisper from our hearts, reminding that it’s us. Its everyone of us who holds power over the world we create. You can deny angels exist, convince ourselves they can’t be real, but they show up anyway, at strange places and at strange times. They can speak through any character we can imagine. They’ll shout through demons if they have to, daring us, challenging us, to fight.
And finally, this question: The mystery of whose story it will be, of who draws the curtain, of who sets the stage. Who is it that chooses our steps in the dance? Who drives us mad, lashes us with whips and crowns us with victory when we survive the impossible? Who is it, that does all these things? Who honors those we love with the very life we live? Who sends monsters to kill us and at the same time sings we will never die? Who teaches us what's real and how to laugh at lies? Who decides why we live and what we die to defend? Who chains us and who holds the key that can set us free? Its you. You have all the weapons you need. Now FIGHT!"
-- from the movie Sucker Punch
Sucker Punch is the single most beautiful movie I have ever seen. It is now my number one top movie pick of all time. It is a must see for everyone. If you live close, and I am free, I would be happy to go with you to see it again. Watch....This....Movie.
It has to stop. All of it. The wars, the bullying, the rape of our men women, children, the exploitation of our land, the pollution of land, mind and soul, the fighting, the violence, the abuse, all of it.
It has to end. We can't take it. What we are doing to each other is more than despicable, it is self destructive. We have to start seing our differences as strengths, as things we can respect each other for.
I was the target of bullying for half of my life. I was persecuted for my weight, and for my religion at the time. I will grant you that I left that religion, but the fact that I was persecuted about it is unconscionable.
It all just has to stop. We are destroying ourselves in meaningless wars, stealing from ourselves, polluting our future, and leaving the world in worse shape than when we entered into it.
We have GOT to start applying our ethical standards not only to those here, but to those in our past, and to our future generations. How is it ethical to use up and destroy everything we have, and leave it for our children and children's children to clean up after us?
And it makes no sense. Most people KNOW that what we are doing is self destructive, and yet, the political and social will to stop it just isn't there.
We have no choice. All these things must cease, lest we destroy our entire race in the process. It HAS to stop.
Ladies and Gentlemen!
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Do you think a romantic relationship can ever be equal or will one partner always love and/or compromise more than the other? Given the choice, would you rather be the one who loves more or is loved more?
I believe that a good relationship is dynamically balanced, not necessarily static. what I mean by that is that, at one point, one partner is compromising more, and at another, the other partner is. I don't think static equality is really necessary, or even possible, but as long as both partners are willing to compromise when it is necessary, it should all "balance out".
As to which one I'd rather be, that depends on the circumstance. I suppose I'd have to say both, since in my opinion, a good relationship will require that I be both at one time or another. I hope that all made sense.
I started a new Blog today, where I will be moving all of my discussion on Agape and the nature of love. I want to spread this out as far as it will go, in hopes of getting my message across to as many people as possible. I welcome all comments, even constructive criticism.
And yes, I am trying to change the world.
Here's the link:
From the graphic novel Watchmen:
Dr. Manhattan: "Thermodynamic miracles...events with odds against so astronomical they're effectively impossible, like oxygen spontaneously becoming gold. I long to observe such a thing. And yet, in each human coupling, a thousand million sperm vie for a single egg. Multiply those odds by countless generations, against the odds of your ancestors being alive; meeting; siring this precise son; that exact daughter...until you mother loves a man she has every reason to hate, and of that union, of the thousand million children competing for fertilization, it was you, only you, that emerged. To distill so specific a form from that chaos of improbability, like turning air to gold. That is the crowning unlikelihood. The thermodynamic miracle."
Laurie: "But...if me, my birth, if that's a thermodynamic miracle...I mean, you could say that about anybody in the world!"
Dr. Manhattan: "Yes. Anybody in the world. But the world is so full of people, so crowded with these miracles that they become commonplace and we forget. I forget. We gaze continually at the world and it grows dull in our perceptions. Yet seen from another's vantage point, as if new, it may still take the breath away. Come...dry your eyes, for you are life, rarer than a quark and unpredictable beyond the dreams of Heisenberg; the clay in which all forces that shape all things leave their fingerprints most clearly."
My own words:
Remember, everything you see, taste, smell, touch, and hear, the entire panoply of life and the world that surrounds you, is as unlikely to have happened as air changing to gold spontaneously. Everything around you is a miracle. You are a miracle. It is easy to forget this in our day to day existence, but every once in a while, we need to stop for a moment, and remember.
These are not my words, but they sum up, very precisely, where I want to be.
"I believe I am worth the time it takes to create whatever I feel called to create.
I believe that my work is worthy of its own space, which is worthy of the name Sacred.
I believe that, when I enter this space, I have the right to work in silence, uninterrupted, for as long as I choose.
I believe that the moment I open myself to the gifts of the Muse, I open myself to the Source of All Creation and become One with the Mother of Life Itself.
I believe that my work is joyful, useful, and constantly changing, flowing through me like a river with no beginning and no end.
I believe that what it is I am called to do will make itself known when I have made myself ready.
I believe that the time I spend creating my art is as precious as the time I spend giving to others.
I believe that what truly matters in the making of art is not what the final piece looks like or sounds like, not what it is worth or not worth, but what newness gets added to the universe in the process of the piece itself becoming.
I believe that I am not alone in my attempts to create, and that once I begin the work, settle into the strangeness, the words will take shape, the form find life, and the spirit take flight.
I believe that as the Muse gives to me, so does she deserve from me: faith, mindfulness, and enduring commitment."
I have all of these ideas. They fly through my brain at a breakneck pace, circling around my perceptions of the world, trying to find a place to light. Ideas about love, equality, gender, sex, relationships, peace, an end to war, politics, conquering fear, releasing all of our inherent power to effect the world for the better.
Sometimes they are like butterflies, lighting here and there, flitting from perception to perception, and gone as quickly as they came. Sometimes they race through like a falcon, and I can only barely catch the tail feathers before they are gone. Occasionally, they land in my brain like a Roc, so big that I cannot ignore them, and they will not leave until I have addressed them. And many times, they are like a peacock, beautiful to see, and meant to be shared.
My thoughts, however, are never settled, never shallow, and usually want to be shared, sometimes shouted from the rooftops if they are incredibly important. I know I am meant to share these thoughts, as they are not just mine, but divinely inspired. I know that these inspirations are the seeds of some great change, and that to not express them, to be silent, is no longer an option.
I can only judge things based on my own perceptions, feelings, intuitions, and experiences. Some of those experiences have been poisonous in the extreme, so damaging to my psyche that I have been forced to deal with their effects of them time and again. And still, despite it all, I have maintained my innate innocence, my inherent trust that all things happen for a reason, that it is all part of some grander design that, while I am only a small part of it, I am an important part of it, a necessary part of it.
For too long, I have held back my thoughts from being expressed, for fear of conflict, controversy, or being looked at as an agitator. I have swallowed a great deal of the thoughts that needed to be shared, because they are so radically different from mainstream, even from those I call friends. Indeed, many of the times I have shared those radical thoughts here, I have been confronted, told that I am wrong, or that the ideas I espouse are frightening to contemplate.
So let me express a new idea, and disregard any controversy it may cause. We are in the middle of World War Three. We have been for a long time. It is not a war that is fought with armies, or weapons of mass destruction. It is a war of hearts, minds, ideas, and words. A war being fought for nothing less important than those hearts and minds, indeed, for our very souls. We are involved in this war whether we want to be or not, every time we watch a television show, see an advertisement, listen to a politician speak. Mainstream media, those who are supposed to represent us in the halls of power, and those who, like me, wish to see a better world, are trying to gain your belief, your faith.
Some of these forces have only their own best interests in mind, wishing only to enslave your mind, to bind it into believing as they wish you to. When you see an add that reinforces gender stereotypes, or a show that tries to tell you how you "should" live, or listen to a politician attempt to use fear to influence your vote, you can see this insidious influence. It is constant, it is nearly monolithic, and very, very hard to recognize. It is an attempt to hijack your subconscious mind, and pit it against your super ego, in an effort to keep you in line.
Some of these forces simply want your money. They encourage you to spend it on things you neither want nor need, but have been convinced you do by ads, or peers, or simply by how cool the new toy looks. Once you hand your money over, it is rarely, if ever, everything it was advertised to be. It is these same forces that encourage you to go into debt, to spend money you do not have on things you do not need. It is these forces that try to tell you that your FICO score is the most vital thing you need to improve your life.
Both of these forces are lying to you, in an attempt to hijack your thoughts, to convince you that your own innate power does not exist.
Despite the apparent strength of the forces that gather against us, against those who wish fervently for peace, for harmony, for understanding, and for freedom, I am not afraid, for one simply reason.
No tyranny can stand forever. No amount of control through fear can take away a person's free choice. Most of all, all forms of control, of power over any other sentient being, are nothing more than illusions, nor more real than mirages in the desert.
Remember, even the mountains must one day fall. The Sun itself will one day cease to shine. Nothing is permanent, especially us. Power over, enforced through fear, cannot stand.
These forces may "win" for a time. They may even begin to convince us that they cannot be fought. I cannot believe this, for the pendulum is always swinging.
For we are power, we are strength, and we are change. "We are the music makers, and we are the dreamers of dreams." Our innate power is unmeasurable, and uncontainable. The forces that would keep the status quo cannot stand forever against dreams and ideas.
Revolution is inevitable. In this war, we cannot help but win. It is only a matter of time.
"Beneath this mask is more than flesh. Beneath this mask is an idea...and ideas are bulletproof." -- V for Vendetta.
So long as there are ideas, free flowing, rushing, flitting, and making themselves known the the minds of man, no power, no matter how great, can remain in power.
"Hope. It is the quintessential human delusion, simultaneously the source of your greatest strength and your greatest weakness." -- The Matrix, Reloaded
The way to fight this power is simple. Keep writing. Keep talking. Keep you ideas flowing. Keep loving. Keep hoping. Keep having faith. Against power such as this, no control can bind you.
"Now we see but a poor reflection as in a mirror; then we shall see face to face. Now I know in part; then I shall know fully, even as I am fully known. And now these three remain: faith, hope and love. But the greatest of these is love." -- 1 Corinthians 13:12-13
This is one of many reasons I love Babylon 5.