Lord, there is something in me that innately roots for humanity, an optimistic spark that can see all our potential and refuses to believe we won’t achieve it. I see what humankind can become and I refuse to accept otherwise. Sometimes I get so angry with the prevailing patriarchal mindset for its caveman, materialistic behavior bawdily asserting, insisting upon showing how it has progressed by brandishing its latest high-tech weapon. Humanity has somehow got violence\power - and noise, colour and action (the bigger the better), mixed up with adventure. This mindset seems to think we have to be startled, shook up, to feel alive. Somewhere in all this noise and fury, humanity has lost the point.
It thinks that in the act of pushing out, it is truly living. Yet haven’t some of the greatest achievements of humanity been during those times when we looked at the nature of those things around us, accepted, studied, integrated, and replied to what we had discovered, adding our insights from universe around us? Do we live life, or does life live through us? Do we contribute to life, or do we assert upon it? Was humanity thrust upon the earth, or was it born there among Earth's many creatures to co-exist?
What is this assertion of humanity that we, above all, are important upon the earth; that all else must give its life, its worth up, to serve our desires and our whims? Is it not the screaming of a spoilt child having a temper tantrum? Fellow Children of God don’t ask me to give you attention when you’re in this mode. When gods insist upon acting like children, I will give my attention to higher things.
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