Saturday, November 6, 2010

Interesting thought...

You have something in common with every single person you will ever meet, no matter how vastly different your cultures or views are. You just have to find out what that (at least) one commonality is, and from there a bond can be made. This is similar to the six degrees of separation theory in most respects, I guess.
I just think that in order to value another person and the worth of their life means that on some level you see them as an extension of yourself. The most inhumane crimes happen when the perpretrator views the victims as sub human in some way...but if we can at least agree that there is something familiar in every person we meet...that is a start...a start towards what, I am not sure..but the direction can't be that bad...can it?
Who knows?


I find that the only time I am truly and fully at peace is when I am alone. I dont know if thats good or not.
I like being by myself...preferably in nature. Trees don't judge...the sky doesn't take sides, flowers don't care if you didn't call for days...you can be yourself...but when youre around other people..at least myself...there seems to be a barrier ...even if slightly...that exists. People, however, make life worth living. It's the relationships you have with other people that help define the strength and direction of your own life. I just wish it were easier sometimes to get beyond the superficial and unnecessary barriers of human interactions, and truly get to know ones neighbor..that would be cool.

"These roses under my window make no reference to former roses or to better ones; they are for what they are; they exist with God to-day. There is no time to them. There is simply the rose; it is perfect in every moment of its existence. Before a leaf-bud has burst, its whole life acts; in the full-blown flower there is no more; in the leafless root there is no less. Its nature is satisfied, and it satisfies nature, in all moments alike. But man postpones or remembers; he does not live in the present, but with reverted eye laments the past, or, heedless of the riches that surround him, stands on tiptoe to foresee the future. He cannot be happy and strong until he too lives with nature in the present, above time." -Ralph Waldo Emerson

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