I arose one day only to find..

[7redorbs]

One morning , upon arising out of bed, and looking upon the walls that kept me so safe, I was brought to a chilling fright of the reality of man. I could not bare to look around me, for everything that I saw, did not belong, it was not mine, it was borrowed , I had not built this house, I had not laid my plumbing, and I had not mined the coal or extracted the gas from the heart of mother Earth.

What was of these strange metal and bricks?

I could see though, how easily a man could mistake his surrounding, in place of nature. It was not nature whom was our masters, at least that was the spell I had broken from, temporarily albeit.

I wondered why and how, we could justify and allow ourselves to torment animals whom only desire is to explore, and how that we could build terrible machines that would kill them without thought. I wondered, how could such a beautiful planet allow itself to trust such a cruel and punishing race? Or for it to continue without reprise.

And then I realized, it had not - it had wept, and lived to fight us all. Our own language deceives us. The earth screams and sends torrents of rain, snow, dust and even clay up into the sky, it causes cities to shake - and men to cry. It fights not just from outside, but also from within. It not fights just within family, but upon the extensions therein.

We had discovered we were not at the centre of the universe, yet we still considered ourselves the centre of the earth. I would weep at the terrible things men would do to justify this protection - for that too surely if not open minded, will fall upon the same prey of mistaken influence.

As we mine down the earth and gas is released, one throws a match and starts a great fire. Nature screams in our faces - stop you menace, or i'll burn you dead. I'll kill you all if you keep on digging, digging, away away, until a break. Out oil comes, and the earth doth groan. STOP EVIL MEN - you're killing evolution of your own planet alone.

I thought of the pets that we say we protect, and by fencing them in and not letting them out past midnight, for fear of terrible animals outside. I thought that they might be trying to get away from us and our machines of death.

We think of today only, and not of why animals scream to get out and explore. We think only today, when there extinct and can be no more. What of a nature of natural selection? We run it ourselves, and have paid a price. 4% of forest remains, how much must we sacrifice? What good and happiness does it bring? I suppose, I thought - man likely thinks he has surpassed it. For morons speak aloud all day, but I would rather sing.

The greatest evil beyond this all, that can commit all this and more terrible things, are those human beings who must get their way.

Those who must be right, and not consider - those who would define their superiority beyond another, by their experience of their life , as if all wisdom is held for one - no not I subscribe to madness - all things unique and part of 1. Such wisdom is all the blindings that go with it.

Let the man speak, damnit.

I stopped and paused.

I realized, that the greater evil than even thats - was men who thought they did good, but cannot. For those men are the most dangerous - as they will tell you why you are wrong, and continue to justify what they do - thinking not in open mind or with wisdom, just as they do - and it does not matter if they do good or bad - as an reliable attitude is most dangerous of all, that the deliverance of time, on earth - surely guarantees pain & suffering for them and those around them, such an eventuality of pointless demise of someone who could have been great, for something that is greater than wisdom wise.

Some say they want to stop the evil - but they look down on man - and miss the point - to keep your mind open and to true love appoint. They know what they mean but they do not mean what they do. For what is the difference if the same is anew?

I believe there is hope, when one can accept he is wrong - without constantly trying to KNOW right in his song. Could it not be dangerous? to BE it, is that all you can do - STOP MY FRIEND - don't tell others in case you are wrong.

The greatest gift we could give back to the nature's weeping rain and angry winds - is not by stopping our sins against nature, but by route direct to freedom - which to my surprise , was removing the sins of the controlling man. Is this what surrendering really was? Peace. No cause, just a belief, and a willingness to be mistaken? Surely this is not a one sided feud. It was all that could be. But a division of many sides - I hold no party to set ways or superior wisdom - even if I would deceive myself to do this - I would say that I know truth does not exist. If we were to do that, then all war would decist. Without a need to fight for peace, for war or terror - no evil beast.

And where we are different? Is simple really..

Of all natural things, we are the same - apart from our brain is large enough to fool itself AND others too. For surely this is a gift from nature - it brings tears to my heart that our path from nature is digressing.

We cannot though act as evil doers say - that is by righteousness and acts of evil - for good or peace or dismay. That is a new type of evil - and there should be a law against unwilful domination - surely if we are to find the freedom that sits within a grasp of any open mind.

For these minds are rare , or once, they were - nature rebels. We should prepare, nature is coming for us.

I truly thank and apologise to nature, and the Universe some call God - for such a gift - is this really evolution or a broken song? I do not know, but I feel it will last not much long.

I arose that day and saw light - not mysterious light of God - but all the light that was to be or ever could - and I found the only word I had that came close was God - this word was not good enough either, and I sat and watched good men fight over it. I will not fight, I will not cry - I will live.. and you should too

And after I had arose, I did remember a dream, a dream where I was in a church, and I was manifesting such great things of music and deed, but there was death - and this perplexed me. I spoke to my father, and realised it was not death of something real - it was the death of what could have been. Possibilities had died from creation. That is wisdom, wisdom of God or Quantum physics... we can know it if we look - and I will not fight which you chose to believe if both lead you to this place - furthermore I would not force you to convert to any belief system - but to that which you deny, that which we all deny - surely that must be sanity.

The future is peace - but not as we know it
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