To see this—to see this and to look upon someone else and claim before all things, before your mind’s ear and eyes—your consciousness—to choose to deny the life, the experiences, the dignity, the truths of another? If you deny your neighbor’s plot, you deny your own; if you deny their tribulations, you deny your own—your toils and heartbreak, joys, fear, wonderment, passion and ferocity, sexuality—foundations of the life that is yours, that you made. To claim that the Earth has made them poorly is completely, utterly, unfathomably foolish; to march against anyone, to label, to jeer, to mock or punish, to hurt or even ignore in the most passive of ways; to do such things is to march against all of humanity’s long, grueling history of finding—seeking—wanting to know what exactly, as persons, we are: That dream, that beautiful dream that sings with such sweet longing: to realize, to realize, to realize... To deny such things is to deny the nature of the universe, is to deny God’s plan, is to deny those secrets you would never tell another soul, and in doing so, say there is a part of you that does not exist. If you cannot accept another, in whole, you cannot accept all you could ever be.
Look at yourself
The ability to own yourself, your emotions—your essence—to see your wants and values, to see your blessed life and ever blessed breath reap the goodness that is this Earth, to see all you are before your self, the universe, the Lord, to see the total accumulation of all that is in essence and in reality, is to see YOU:
To see this—to see this and to look upon someone else and claim before all things, before your mind’s ear and eyes—your consciousness—to choose to deny the life, the experiences, the dignity, the truths of another? If you deny your neighbor’s plot, you deny your own; if you deny their tribulations, you deny your own—your toils and heartbreak, joys, fear, wonderment, passion and ferocity, sexuality—foundations of the life that is yours, that you made. To claim that the Earth has made them poorly is completely, utterly, unfathomably foolish; to march against anyone, to label, to jeer, to mock or punish, to hurt or even ignore in the most passive of ways; to do such things is to march against all of humanity’s long, grueling history of finding—seeking—wanting to know what exactly, as persons, we are: That dream, that beautiful dream that sings with such sweet longing: to realize, to realize, to realize... To deny such things is to deny the nature of the universe, is to deny God’s plan, is to deny those secrets you would never tell another soul, and in doing so, say there is a part of you that does not exist. If you cannot accept another, in whole, you cannot accept all you could ever be.
To see this—to see this and to look upon someone else and claim before all things, before your mind’s ear and eyes—your consciousness—to choose to deny the life, the experiences, the dignity, the truths of another? If you deny your neighbor’s plot, you deny your own; if you deny their tribulations, you deny your own—your toils and heartbreak, joys, fear, wonderment, passion and ferocity, sexuality—foundations of the life that is yours, that you made. To claim that the Earth has made them poorly is completely, utterly, unfathomably foolish; to march against anyone, to label, to jeer, to mock or punish, to hurt or even ignore in the most passive of ways; to do such things is to march against all of humanity’s long, grueling history of finding—seeking—wanting to know what exactly, as persons, we are: That dream, that beautiful dream that sings with such sweet longing: to realize, to realize, to realize... To deny such things is to deny the nature of the universe, is to deny God’s plan, is to deny those secrets you would never tell another soul, and in doing so, say there is a part of you that does not exist. If you cannot accept another, in whole, you cannot accept all you could ever be.
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Powerful!
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