or, frankly, my dear ….
I am completely over and done with
posturing, political spin and
I see in my news feed this opinion, that opinion, everyone protesting they have the truth; right wing, left wing; fake news, deep fake video. Opinion is not fact, and even the facts presented to us are wrapped in opinion and clamouring for our support. No doubt they all believe they have the truth.. Believe this, distrust that, fear him, hate those.
“Truth is a double-edged sword; it is a dangerous thing”.
Frankly, I could spend all day following these rabbits down their holes and still not have the truth. I witness friendships and allegiances ripped apart in defence of self-imposed truths. How we have lost our way! For what is truth? Is it what I believe in that moment, and therefore, open to constant change as more evidence is presented? I say evidence, rather than fact, because in the light of scrutiny concerning mass media, facts are hard to come by. Is it a fact because some deemed expert says so? Experts disagree with each other, so what currency do their facts hold?
I am withdrawing from the suberfuge and rhetoric into my heart and soul where the foundation of all living is love. From that place of love I do not have to be concerned with outer truth. There I can find my soul honesty and integrity and bring those qualities to bear on my interaction with the world. I have no intention of attaching them to anyone else’s opinions, facts, ideologies or prejudices. These enactments are like watching a play – which is what the illusions of this world are – and we get caught up in applauding, depending on who we think the good performers are. No more. I am going to try to live from my heart centre where I hold the intention to make the world a compassionate, considerate and caring place in which to co-exist. I do believe that most humans would like to live from this place: alas, we hear too often the rantings of those who flaunt agendas for their own gain and advantage. I want none of their play acting.
I am attempting to interact with the world from a place of love and integrity, beginning with taking responsibility for how I conduct myself in my daily life. How do I treat people regardless of race, creed or situation? What purchases do I make? How have those products arrived with me? Were animals traded and abused? Was child labour part of the production process? Were the world’s poorest enslaved and used for cheap labour? Was the earth plundered, rent apart and irreplaceable treasures taken? When I see fear masquerading as anger, aggression and tribalism, I will endeavour to see past the mask to the lost and frightened soul that bullies often are. When bullies are unmasked their power crumbles. I make no promise to suceed in this resolve, but by God and Goddess I am going to try. Every moment of every day could throw up a challenge. Against this I have to remember that the only thing that matters is our earth home, the biodiversity of this living kingdom and the wildlife which are essential for healthy life to continue on this planet. This natural world has none of our agenda. It is life trying to survive despite our overlording and intrusion. That’s the core. All the rest is bullshit, and I’m done with it. I’m gone with the wind. Frankly, my dears, I don’t give a damn and I’m not buying into the nonsense. I humbly suggest you do the same.