Goodwill to Men

The history of man always includes his search for origins. It is natural to try and figure out where we came from and why we are here. The most primitive view is one of an impersonal god such as a tree god, a mountain or simply a chance with numbers gave us life. This keeps us as a part of a system with no responsibility but to survive in our ecosystem. But it still begs the question of why we feel responsible as the managers of this earth. Did we just pick that up by some sort of evolution? This view is lacking since there seems to be a sense of justice and nobility in all of us and there are nuanced beauties along with a complexity of functions that an honest person cannot explain with an impersonal entity. At its worse it has an essence of kill or be killed; do whatever it takes to survive and improve our species.

So the next step in logic would be to think of a creator that has similarities to us but is superior. Societies each ended up with their own version of this personal god and his level of involvement in people’s lives. This view eventually gave way to a god who is just, perfect and eternal. Claims about interaction naturally sprung from this, along with how to right the injustices of the world. At its worse, it had elites that claimed they had it in with this god. Claims could be made of of a superior race or revelations resulting in genocide or blood sacrifice of animals and people. Numerous views of gods of this kind were scattered throughout different societies. This was tolerated in different forms for most of human history because a personal and just god makes sense. That is until an alternative view arrived.

A good story always has someone making personal sacrifices for others. The ultimate sacrifice is one’s own life. But even more than that, we value our own children’s lives above our own. A baby was born outside of nobility for the express purpose of going beyond class, race and notions of justice. Someone as valuable as God’s son born in a manger, subject to a poor family in tumultuous times. This perfect and just God, rather than demanding justice, giving, in a beautiful gesture of goodwill and peace. Whether you believe all the details or not, the story does have a certain beauty to it. So we give gifts following the same mindset. Sacrificing for each other as a gesture of goodwill and peace.

 

Time and Answers

Some things are impossible to explain to others
Knowing someone so well that the words romance, love and commitments are inferior.
What is understood takes on all of life and it’s incidentals,
It envelopes past, present and future 
Conversations put life in perspective and settle the soul
There are no words that describe it sufficiently 
So it has to be kept inside to avoid misunderstanding
How can others expect to understand?
They want to keep what years have earned and rightly so
We wait, hope and wonder what to do with ourselves 
While giving the respect and honor that is due. 
Yet, while being just, there is a feeling of injustice and pain. 
That something so valuable might be cast aside. 
Or characterized as discontentment, boredom or malice. 
Asking time to figure it all out
Hopefully it knows what it is doing. 






Etched in Stone

Held in words, our feelings go  

Thoughts we have and what we know
Words left unsaid have value too
Time comes along, brings words anew 
What’s been said is etched in stone 
Up in the hills for us alone 
In this valley there’s much to do
I look up there and think of you

We form words in picture form
To help us through, and brave the storm
They speak aloud without a sound
Give us peace when we lay down 

What’s been said is etched in stone 
Up in the hills for us alone 
In this valley there’s much to do
I look up there and think of you


 









 

Juggling

I thought love was like bowling

With gutters and strikes 
The ball comes back 
And you get another try
But it’s really more like juggling
We toss desires up
While hoping to catch another 
So much going on at the same time
Don’t miss or it hurts!
Smash a toe
And look like a fool 
But smile and wait for applause 
You’re styling 
When it’s finally successful 

Toward the Light

I turned my mind to the past 

Nothing lasts, it went too fast 
Tried to see on down the road 
It’s dark and cold, so I’m told 
So I’m heading toward the light 
And my heart is in control 
We’ll meet again, don’t say goodby
No need to cry,  we can’t deny
The future bids and we obey
Then step away with things to say  
I’m heading toward the light 
And my heart is in control 
It all works out before the end
Time’s a friend, the wounds will mend
Darkness leaves and love will shine
Gives us a sign, it will remind
I’m heading toward the light
and my heart is in control. 
 

Aquila

There is a crazy love 

Dancing in the stars

Bids us come along 
While playing on Lyra
We’re having so much fun 
Dancing to its tune 
It makes us feel alive
As we soar with Aquila

No need for light of day
We never get too tired
We sound so beautiful 
A quartet with Gemini  

A slow dance with the swan 
Serene and beautiful
With Sygnus we can swoon
Then smile till we cry 

We stayed with Praecepe
And then off to Aldebaran 
Then hold each other close
Until the stars are gone. 




Awakened

What it means to miss, no mortal can define

Two lives held apart, meant to be be combined 
Its not a want for sympathy, but being understood 
More than just a touch, but sharing something good. 
Thoughts become an echo, unless they can be heard
A heart is set at ease, by the magic in a word
And eyes do have a way, in quiet yet they speak
A pool where two can swim, awakened from their sleep. 

Resources of the Mind

Mankind has the unique ability to see right and wrong, good and evil, and reason it out among themselves. We can write about issues and discuss our differences among ourselves to form conclusions on what is best for all of us. This is called diplomacy and is the bedrock of a civil society. Those who avoid using this gift are easily deceived and will live a reactive life rather than one of purpose. The more we live by reaction or appetite, the closer we are to animals. When people’s reasoning resembles animals they are considered vicious or barbaric.

We would like to see a world without vicious behavior and there have been different approaches to this. One step up from Barbarism would be servanthood. What this means is that a child has to serve his parents until responsible enough to make it on his own. They might stay reactive and remain immature if they aren’t raised right. The goal is for them to be skilled at getting along with others and to see that working well with others is advantageous to themselves. This includes marriage, work and sports. We want them independent in the sense that they aren’t reactive to what other people do but are patient and considerate while being persistent to get what they want out of life.

Laws and law enforcement are for lawbreakers and thus the immature. Those who don’t comprehend the principles of work for ownership and consideration for others only understand punishment. In the same way an out of control animal needs to be caged, we make laws to keep unreasonable people from hurting others. Don’t get me wrong, I love animals, but the less tame or serving they are, the more dangerous they are. This works with humans on a higher level. It is sad for an animal to be caged and equally sad for citizens to be caged by rules and laws. It is far better and a person has more freedom when they know how to think and plan in a way that is beneficial to themselves and to others.

Rational thought, civility and potential should be the bedrock of our education system. Everyone has potential. We should celebrate rational thought and discussion. And be thankful for living in a civil society. Civility shouldn’t need to be based in strong laws, but be based in the goodness of the people who have formed good habits. The questions when things are falling apart shouldn’t be about punishment. Bad behavior should always be punished. But as with our own child we should first look at where they became lost in their reasoning. The older one gets, the harder it is to change bad habits. Those who reinforce bad habits of thought should be ostracized because they take potential away from those they claim to understand. We should celebrate rational thought and despise those who stoke hysteria by manufacturing wrongdoing.

Good people have used the potential within themselves for centuries to overcome oppression. I myself have experienced it. Study the history of the Irish some time. Everyone has resources of the mind and can honestly accumulate materials to rise out of any circumstance. And while doing it they pull others up by helping them along and by example. The mind’s resources shouldn’t be squandered by using them for crusades and wars, ways to get out of work, excuses and vengeance. So many sharp minds going to waste.