Where is the mind?
Not the brain.
Your mind.
Is it even your’s?
Do I own my thoughts
Or do they originate elsewhere?
Are they reactions
Traced back to my environment?
What am I feeding my mind?
Fresh uncontaminated air
Or digital exhaust?
From an anxious angry collective
Restless and desperate.
Where do you spend the most time?
Who said that you, a man, can always perceive justice?
Who said that justice is what you imagine? Can you be sure that you know it when you see it, that you will live long enough to recognize the decisive thunder of its occurrence, that it can be manifest within a generation, within ten generations, within the entire span of human existence?
What you are talking about is common sense, not justice.
Justice is higher and not as easy to understand – until it presents itself in unmistakable splendor. The design of which I speak is far above our understanding.
But we can sometimes feel its presence.
Excerpt from A Winter’s Tale.
The devil comes smiling.
Offering comfort and pleasure
But not joy
Which comes from trials
Going into your dark places.
Because only after a form of death
Do we emerge greater
Tempered in the fire
Reborn into a deeper existence.
Take care of yourself.
Then sort out society.
Counsel those who prioritize freedom
Over those who prioritize the opposite .
While setting the example for the latter
So one day they will realize:
Prioritizing safety requires sacrifice
Much more than prioritizing freedom does.
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