Not everything that has movement is beneficial.
Not everything that has movement is beneficial.
Happy New Year’s Eve to all friends throughout the world.
May we find chaos turn to peace.
May we find bitterness turn to healing.
May we find broken turn to blank pages to finish the story.
May we find darkness turn to light.
May we find hopeless turn to hope.
May we find anger turn to dance.
May we find lonely turn to fullness.
May we find lost turn to redemption.
May we seek in wonderment and awe
celebrate the gift of a moment and the breath given.
(Picture curtsey of Kent)
“Our division feeds the ruling classes power and unity, giving them freedom to exempt themselves from polices that oppress and drive people into poverty.”
The minority ruling class understands something we the as people don’t,
untied they stand, divided they fall.
The ruling class sees no color as we do only a signature on the dotted line of compromise.
May we someday understand;
us uniting would disrupt their unity and divided they would fall.
We as a humanity have to stop serving the ruling class plates or power and be accountable for what we’ve allowed.
Disrupt the clam,
stillness of power
of the ruling class through coming together.
“A love untouched by what is educated will be the judge of hatred. A child will lead.”
There are moments when hatred will be judged
by love untouched,
a child will lead.
Everything you think you know,
is nothing compared to what you will learn.
In the gray of nothingness
emptiness hands her gifts wrapped barrenly,
exposing the ills of a human heart until accountability is met, setting free the self imprisoned.
All deeds done, will be meet by the being of nothingness exposing the stain of goodness, what is truly of good can be given without expected recompense.
All that is nonexistent, exists.
All that is of an ending, begins.
All that is lonely will grow to become truly complete.
Some that has been lost will remain gone, absorbed into empties box for not all lost should be found.
All forgotten will be remembered, images haunting the mind will demand peace be made, setting the afflicted free.
Nothingness will weigh the unbalanced, emptiness will balance the wings.
Emptiness will bring to life the silence hidden in every spoken word handing truth to the weary.
All is naked before and within nothingness and emptiness,
all is born and reborn
all wisdoms are unclothed for there are no shadows to hide within.
“All injustices began in the name of justice.”
There are moments when injustice will show as justice.
As rumor spreads of a possible civil war in America through a demand for justice and equality(among other things),
will it be so?
Can true justice and equality thrive in a country of chaos and bipolar politics?
The streets will be filled and are with cries “no justice, no peace!”
Cries from a country that knows war and has yet to see peace,
Cries of justice from a country that funds injustice.
We know neither peace nor justice well.
I have wrestled with this thought many nights and have come to the conclusion,
social justice holds social injustice under the guise “for the common good”
but who determines what the common good is?
by whose standards?
In our current society separations
between right and left escalate
if one fails to agree with the collective narrative
you are unjust, there is no discussion
has social justice become an excuse for state control,
for arrogance and a broad show of narcissism that all agree and conform to this supreme thought?
Are men and women that incapable of being just and holding justice without injustice at its root?
Upon the examining of my own heart
I have meet both justice and injustice.
I have stood for justice and unjustly hoped for benefit.
I have read of social plights but only those that have supported my view.
I have stood for the common good but yet have found utter corruption at the root.
Justice is not the problem nor is injustice
for both are needed
justice for those treated wrongly,
injustice for those treated favorably.
Men and women have taken a balanced system and corrupted her
Justice itself cannot be corrupt unless men and women fill her with injustice.
I have seen more iniquity in justice and in its name than in injustice,
as I have found more moral blindness
and wickedness in something as beautiful as compassion
for there are true forms and false.
Dare I ask in our current social environment
a question to part with,
is it just to treat everyone as equals,
to treat those unequal as equal
to treat those equal as unequal?
Would we not benefit from a system that sees what is equal and unequal
and upholds both,
in society that may function equally according to their own talents?
So in closing if we were not afraid to
examine our own hearts
we would see
most injustices began with justice.
A parting thought,
If injustices prevail and dominate socially does injustice now become justice?