Friends, I see the human side like the dark side of the moon...it's there, but the picture is tilted in only one direction...
so all we see is the one side we see...schizoid in our experiences, emotions, and thought processes...we are left to wonder what is history for? Only in our souls can the answer make sense or have meaning...Poets, Shelly said, are the unacknowledged legislators of the world...why? because we can leap to infinite understandings which will never be tested by politicians or deal-makers or war mongers, torturers, and liars. But we do not arrive at this day without our wits, nor are we convinced it's a hopeless senario of war, death, revenge, and hatred. No, we seek satyagraha...the kindness we seek to do for others because they, like are us, are human beings, with rights, and deserving our willingness to work for a sane and just conclusion. I meditate in peace, I seek it within my soul. I pass it it along to those I meet. I continue to believe in humanity.
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