joy transcends eons
Dear Readers,
What kind of times we are living in right?
The things we see in the news are not surprising us anymore right?
We are becoming numb to this horrific events...
We all are conditioned slowly to accept our demise...
bit by bit....fear after fear...
we turn each other enemies, we even pump false news to each other to make
our point of view valid
none of us is innocent
we lie, we cheat, we look for opportunities to benefit ourselves
as species we are corrupt
unfortunately we cannot get along with one another
and we cannot get along with our environment
we are incompatible as species
I have to add that we are extremely ignorant and arrogant as well...
we all think that ourselves, our society, our country is better than the other
what an illusion! what a delusion!
we all say we are righteous! we are the saviour! we protect the rights and freedoms!
Although, when the topic is about the others,
we forget all these big values and rights...
even when we focus on the others with hostility
we have the tendency to not to see how our rights that we stand on
and stand tall
is swept underneath us
as we were pushed to focus viewing others with hostility
we are all being scammed
and the freedom and liberties promised,
were already raped and murdered right before our own eyes...
maybe if one day we will have the capacity to focus on our similarities with one another
rather than differences,
focus on love rather than fear
maybe than we can all enjoy rights and freedom all together
because if our rights and freedoms are achieved by ignoring the rights and freedoms of others
than we would be as right and free as the ones that were ignored for the rights and freedom.
seeing all the news that show suffering all around the world tells me that
we all have a long journey to reduce suffering and enjoy our universal birth rights,
to pursue happiness and freedom..
Soft anvil patter, sputter minutes of happy dreams
along rough slowly spirit rites, a scandal happiness
hand in hand smiling faces a union of young sprits seams
blackthorn stick, forest of sounds washed in light of different colors
joy transcends eons to engulf misery and suffering; its magical seed blossom's shines
King H. Ironson
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