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...Unity...

i wrote a while back about how Mark Driver changed my life, but i never got into the nitty-gritty of it all.

so today, right now, i will go into details of it. the man is brilliant. his insights border on the profound sometimes, and i strive to write like him. take time when visiting the site above to read his editorial...

"Faithful Narrative of the Surprising Work of Fate in the Conversion of Two Lost Souls in South Seattle, Washington, United States of America"

it made me cry. lots of his writing has the ability to evoke strong emotional response from me. i only wish mine could do the same.

after browsing this site, take the time to read his BLoG...

BlindWino

he updates it more often, and it is just as insightful as his editorials. be sure to read his Creed for it is something i strive to live by as well.

i'd like to pick up his book someday, too. i'd imagine it is quite an interesting read...not to mention, i'd like to lend support to him financially...

in his recent post he links a couple pages which i will relink here...

Home of the Brave

Time to buy a gun

these articles scare me. are we really getting this messed up?

there are just some days when i feel the weight of the world upon my shoulders. i love this life, i love this lil blue gem we live on, i love the universe in all its unfathomable glory, and i love all of mankind; but what good is it?

the universe is indeed harsh and at times unforgiving...but it is this aspect that makes it uncomprimisingly beautiful.

it is only humans that are cruel. even nature has purpose. even the predator kills its prey to survive, and the death of that which is eaten is as swift as possible...moreover...that which is killed is usually the weak, leaving the strong to survive and reproduce. again, this all has purpose.

but humans, aaah dear sweet humanity, we are the only ones who kill without purpose, who torture, maim, brutalize, chastize, dehumanize and hurt for no other reason than the act itself...and we can be oh-so-lovingly creative about it.

why? what makes us this way? why do we seperate ourselves from ourselves? pride? honor? fear?

i don't know.

the simple fact of the matter is that no matter what race/culture/ethnicity you are...when i drive a knife into your heart you bleed and die just as i do...

no matter what race/culture/ethnicity you are...you still FEEL the things that i do...

moreover, no matter what race/culture/ethnicity you are, i can love you and make love to you, and our children will still be human.

so why, i ask, do we draw lines between us? why do we seek to segregate ourselves from ourselves? to hurt ourselves? to destroy ourselves?

we are one you and i...when i bleed, we all bleed.

i'm tired of the conservative vs. liberal issue. i'm tired of the stupid political rhetoric that drives us to turn against each other nationally and worldwide. i feel as though we are merely hamsters on wheels, running in circles around for the amusement of power-hungry facist cruel megalomaniacs.

does anyone feel this but me? am i the only one who feels like we're being duped into consumerist complacency? arguing two sides of a coin but never reaching any sort of solution even in the short term?

our country is slowly turning in on itself, and my apocolyptic visions are ever-increasing. i hate that.

but at the same time, what other options do we have?

what other events will set everyone back to zero? we are all equal in the face of death, and moreover, we are all equal in the face of nature and the universe.

what other event can strip the haves to the level of the have-nots? what other thing can unite all of mankind on a global level? there is nothing...

...no man nor woman...

...no political party...

...no government or organization...

...no religion...

only destruction on a scale greater than the sum of the earth will ever bring us together.

this war...the war our *ahem* great leader is waging...the war on terror.

i hate to break it to you all, but it is a war that will never end.

fear is such an easy way to manipulate people; and throughout history, many a vile and selfish man has used it to rule the masses.

fear turns brother against brother. nation against nation. mankind against mankind. it will devour us all my loves...

i strive to live without fear. i am fully aware that the shadow of death is always at my side, and that in a singular instant, my existence can be extinguished for no reason at all save for simple circumstance.

but there are so many who fight this inevitability. so many who spend their entire lives worrying and fretting. so many who live in such great fear of this finality, that they will latch on to any ideal, any leader, any savior in the hopes that they will live forever.

i'm sorry, but we are deluded.

our methods are out-of-date. the shelf-life of christianity ended a long time ago, but it is used to this day to lord over the weak-minded in the name of some all-encompassing patriarchal God. the sheep are being led to the slaughter. the number will be millions...

so what can i do? what can we do?

i am but a man. a single soul in a population of 7 billion. where do my words go in such a crowd? can i even be heard in a throng several billion strong?

i cannot move mountains my loves, i cannot shoot laser-beams from my eyes, i can't walk on water, or heal with a touch. i can't take all of our pain away.

but even if i could, would it even matter?

if i told you right now that i was jesus christ reborn would you believe me?

the sad truth my friends is no. not only that, but if today i walked out onto the street and started performing miracles i would be a walking dead man; and i would suffer the same hardship and fate as the original son of God.

you see, those who rule don't want that. the return of the savior would be an affront to everything they hold dear...it would threaten their stranglehold upon the world, and upon the lives of those who live in it.

christ would shake his fist at the sky if he returned today and saw the world as it is. he would rail against those who have twisted and maimed and bent his teachings for their own sick ends. he would decry the men of power and would strive to once again unite humanity...and once again, he would find himself upon the cross dying for those whom he sought to save, at the hands at those who wish to enslave.

we bow before the God Money, the false idol. those who have it are worshipped, those who don't are slaves. the mark of the beast is the mark of credit, and those who do not have it cannot by nor sell. the new rome is our *ahem* great nation, and the harlot of babylon is the fetid pits of hollywood.

...or at least, that's how one COULD interpret it...

but alas, i merely speculate. i wish i could take away your pain my dears. i wish i could bath you in the sea and purify you. but it is not my power to do so. the only person that can save you is yourself.

the only people who can save us are ourselves.

our society is our shackle. our minds and bodies revolt against it. cancer, mental disorders, violence...it is a symptom of the unhealthy system in which we all live. we don't have to live it. we do so because we are afraid.

but we no longer have to live in fear!

if we stand united as mankind, then what is fear but the illusions created by those who seek to dominate us.

if those who seek to dominate us are but a few, then how can they stop us when we, a billion in number, stand as one voice, one mind, one heart?

let our dancing feet shake the foundations of the earth, and let our cries for freedom break the heavens...

...so that the sky will weep for us, and drown the old ways beneath the floods, and replenish the earth in a new era of unity, peace, laughter, and light...

and to paraphrase the words of the great Martin Luther King...

This will be the day when all of God's children will be able to sing with a new meaning...So let freedom ring from the prodigious hilltops of New Hampshire. Let freedom ring from the mighty mountains of New York. Let freedom ring from the heightening Alleghenies of Pennsylvania! Let freedom ring from the snowcapped Rockies of Colorado! Let freedom ring from the curvaceous peaks of California! But not only that; let freedom ring from Stone Mountain of Georgia! Let freedom ring from Lookout Mountain of Tennessee! Let freedom ring from every hill and every molehill of Mississippi. From every mountainside, let freedom ring.

When we let freedom ring, when we let it ring from every village and every hamlet, from every state and every city, we will be able to speed up that day when all of God's children, black men and white men, Jews and Gentiles, Protestants and Catholics, will be able to join hands and sing in the words of the old Negro spiritual,

"Free at last! free at last! thank God Almighty, we are free at last!"

WE have that power. WE cannot let them take it away.

my heart is full.

yours

~B-)

12:19 p.m. - 2004-06-15

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