Maybe

Maybe it’s my aquarian hope and humanitarianism. Maybe it’s because I have some sort of insomnia and depression. Or maybe it’s just that I don’t belong here, among this corporate world of greed and amidst flying accusations demanding that everyone be perfectly attuned to everyone else. Maybe it’s the insults and insensitivity on every corner. Maybe it’s that everyone seems to hate everyone else with all their gossip and back talking. Maybe it’s because I’m just angry at it all and cannot choose just one simple thing to fight because it’s all lawless. Every inch of false justice that parades itself in cars that read “To protect and serve” and government department’s fictitiously entitled “justice”. Whatever it is it makes me sad.

I can’t explain it. But I know that I’m tired of the insensitivity, injustice, false advertisements and gossip directed toward our fellow human beings. There is no one in particular I am referencing but I want each person who reads this to understand, I am attempting to no longer act in this way. There are certain reasons for this, some spiritual but mostly because treatment of people should be respectful. If you do not find someone agreeable with your inner self, your choice should be to separate ties with them unless it is family and I’m sorry to say, you must accept the fact that this person will be in your life indefinitely. For those in this situation, it should be noted that while certain aspects of the relationship are disagreeable, there is something that you find acceptable or even likeable about the person. If you cannot find a trait you enjoy, try everything in your power to feel empathy for this person.

I am not above criticism, because none of us are better than our neighbor and I caution against use of knowledge to make others appear unintelligent. It angers me and I wish it did not enrage me so when people treat me condescendingly. I find it disrespectful and unkind. But I am guilty of it. In the future I will attempt to view those who do not share my knowledge as someone who knows more than I do about something and perhaps I may meet them in some other place to gain their advice. Knowledge really is power and power is dangerous. I find this world extremely unfair especially when power is given to those with arrogance. Police officers and politicians seem to abuse power the most. And among those, each one was born, each one has a conscience and each one will die. Attributes we all share. It is for these reasons my respect for mankind lay in their humanism. I do not respect class distinctions nor titles nor power.

The president is my equal. The police chief is my equal. The homeless are my equal. I also do not recognize countries when told I cannot go somewhere I am aghast because if not for us, who is this entire globe for? Aren’t we all flesh and blood and mind? Why are there borders and green cards and passports? We should all be free to do as we wish and go where we wish. Alas, there are those for whom true freedom would allow abuse and for this I am upset. If we are all part of this world why must we destroy it and each other?

Maybe it’s respect for life. Maybe it’s simply that compassion is generated all around us in the trees and animals and sun and moon. Maybe it’s the ‘little things’ I see from time to time. Maybe it’s the small acts of genuine helpfulness and self-sacrifice that some offer to others. Maybe these truths are the small things that keep me going. Maybe it’s that I care enough to keep trudging along in an attempt to dispel all the mindless, ridiculous myths about the darkness of mankind that keeps me going. Maybe it’s that I want to be a better person for myself and for this universe.