" The deeper that sorrow carves into your being, the more joy you can contain." Kahlil Gibran
What if it isn't sorrow, but the realization, that my existence has no worth? My existence has no place in this world any longer?
I am not familiar with Kahlil Gibran, but my sorrow, pain and grief has brought me to what I will call "peace".
I no longer choose to be "normal" or "a productive member of society as dictated by the corporationswho run my country".
I have realized that thru all of my pain and misery, that I have awakened to the truth. Freedom isn't being normal. Freedom isn't acting like society dictates. Freedom is realizing that my being is but brief in this world and if it has become tyrannical to the point our Constitution and Bill of Rights has become nothing more than a joke that is used to manipulate us by our corrupt politicians, then I shall choose death! I am not talking about going out there and killing anyone in the government, because what good would that really do? They will just be replaced with another globalist tyrant. I have made my peace and when I decide it's time? I will disappear without a whimper! No televised report of how I went into a shopping mall and shot anyone up! Because really? I hate those weak minded idiots who do nothing more than feed MORE POWER to those who rule over us!
The government tyrants done well in getting rid of the militia's! But unless someone recruits me to protect my country and Constitution? Unless blue hats occupy our streets? I will quietly go out without a whimper, without a fight, and knowing that I lived my life without murdering someone! I will take the moral high ground and decide for myself, that the "game is over".
I would rather die by my own hand, then live on my knees as a slave to those who "corruptly rule over me.
I guess it's all in ones' perspective, and the 'truth' that they mold their life by.
I find myself believing that there is some 'sort' of Creator, and everything He/It created therefore has value. I don't think anything was created randomly; it was by intelligent design, and for a purpose.
I don't know what that purpose is for me, but I think it would be a mistake to second-guess Someone with the ability to create everything in the universe.
Some religions teach that suicide prevents one from entering the 'Kingdom', and I really, really want to see someone special when I leave this world. :) Other religions/philosophies teach that you will reincarnate into the same life scenario and have to go through all the same things again until you get it right. I DON'T want to live this life over again!
The decision is not one for the faint-hearted. It has been my observation that the deeper the 'thinker', the more prone one is to contemplating such things. It's enough to drive a sane person crazy! And maybe a crazy person to sanity?
When all is said and done, I may not matter to a single soul on this planet, but I matter to myself- and there is a reason I am still here. Since I don't know what that is, I'll just keep on keeping on. As long as I'm here, I have a CHOICE. I can choose to see all that is wrong with my life, and wallow in sadness, or I can see the good and choose to be as happy as the day will allow. Some days have been slim pickings, but there's always something; even if it's just that my car was still running, or I had enough money to feed my kids.
My mantras help me, too: 'Things are never so bad that they can't get worse, and never so good that they can't get better.' and "I once felt sorry for myself because I had no shoes, and then I met a man who had no feet."
I refuse to let this world make me feel miserable, if I can help it. Some life events are beyond my control, but 'this too shall pass'.
Just between you, me and the fence post- I find life to be much more frightening than death. :)
I guess it's all in ones' perspective, and the 'truth' that they mold their life by.
I find myself believing that there is some 'sort' of Creator, and everything He/It created therefore has value. I don't think anything was created randomly; it was by intelligent design, and for a purpose.
I don't know what that purpose is for me, but I think it would be a mistake to second-guess Someone with the ability to create everything in the universe.
Some religions teach that suicide prevents one from entering the 'Kingdom', and I really, really want to see someone special when I leave this world. :) Other religions/philosophies teach that you will reincarnate into the same life scenario and have to go through all the same things again until you get it right. I DON'T want to live this life over again!
The decision is not one for the faint-hearted. It has been my observation that the deeper the 'thinker', the more prone one is to contemplating such things. It's enough to drive a sane person crazy! And maybe a crazy person to sanity?
When all is said and done, I may not matter to a single soul on this planet, but I matter to myself- and there is a reason I am still here. Since I don't know what that is, I'll just keep on keeping on. As long as I'm here, I have a CHOICE. I can choose to see all that is wrong with my life, and wallow in sadness, or I can see the good and choose to be as happy as the day will allow. Some days have been slim pickings, but there's always something; even if it's just that my car was still running, or I had enough money to feed my kids.
My mantras help me, too: 'Things are never so bad that they can't get worse, and never so good that they can't get better.' and "I once felt sorry for myself because I had no shoes, and then I met a man who had no feet."
I refuse to let this world make me feel miserable, if I can help it. Some life events are beyond my control, but 'this too shall pass'.
Just between you, me and the fence post- I find life to be much more frightening than death. :)
And THAT is why I made it this far.
I respect that! I guess I misunderstood that initial quote you put up.
I personally don't believe in a God as taught by religion. But I do believe we were CREATED. Not by evolution, (I mean seriously, if we evolved from primates, then where in the hell has any primate evolved since man wrote their version of history?) but tampered by someone/something.
As far as anything or anyone making me feel miserable? Nope! It's all on me! I control my thoughts. I just guess as being my age, 52, that I have seen the totalitarian control just get tighter and tighter! I'm done!!!
When my means of surviving our brought to it's end, NOT by my inability to survive, but by the LAWS OF CORRUPT MEN, then I have 2 choices, fight OR die. At this point? I have abused my body to the point that fighting is a pipe dream, other than the fact I am one hell of a shot OR willing to sacrifice myself for the greater good, but again, another pipe dream.
To each his own I guess, but right now I welcome the cold embrace of darkness, because there sure is hell isn't any light that I see at the end of the tunnel......
What if it isn't sorrow, but the realization, that my existence has no worth? My existence has no place in this world any longer?
Welcome, brother! I outlived the last bit of my uselfulness long ago. Now I exist solely to be the pea under those bastard's mattresses. It's oddly liberating!
I am not familiar with Kahlil Gibran, but my sorrow, pain and grief has brought me to what I will call "peace". I no longer choose to be "normal" or "a productive member of society as dictated by the corporationswho run my country".
And that's the "liberating" part! You come to a point where you realize that the whole purpose of things is to be your own man - show the rest of the world how it's done, one slave at a time.
To quote an old friend of mine from long ago: "nothing matters, and so what if it did?"
I've taken up a guerrilla approach to life - in order for "them" to win, they have to eliminate me, or make me conform to their wishes. In order for ME to win, all I have to do is not let them do it on their time table, not let them call the shots.
It's so much simpler that way, and they don't know what I might do next to thwart the evil machinations.
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We are all made of energy and energy does not die. We are far more than just our physical body. I believe that when we pass away, we go on to something different, something better. Well, I hope so anyway.
I think it is the process of dying that we fear, the pain we may experience physically and also leaving loved ones behind filled with sorrow. The good thing I guess is that they have some really good pain meds now to ease our physical pain.
Live your life with as much love and light as you can and know that when you leave this place, you will not regret having done your best, letting your loved ones know how much they are loved, being there for them and shining your light.
We are all made of energy and energy does not die. We are far more than just our physical body. I believe that when we pass away, we go on to something different, something better. Well, I hope so anyway.
I think it is the process of dying that we fear, the pain we may experience physically and also leaving loved ones behind filled with sorrow. The good thing I guess is that they have some really good pain meds now to ease our physical pain.
Live your life with as much love and light as you can and know that when you leave this place, you will not regret having done your best, letting your loved ones know how much they are loved, being there for them and shining your light.
That's beautiful. It really is. Buy that said, please come by more often. Share your wisdom. And for Dawgs sake,,,quit sneaking around!
Beware the man who has one gun, he probably knows how to use it.