The Living Force
Yeah, I hear ya, Ruth. Just remember, it’s always been a farce of epic proportions. When it all gets to be too much I seem to tap into a place of detachment like observing a strange bad dream. For me the anger usually covers up the sorrow which is a gateway to my heart opening up to compassion. Somewhere in there is my own culpability as well as the knowledge that this IS a recurring syndrome at this level of existence. IOW, there are huge forces at play here that go far beyond human stupidity and blindness. LOL, the anger can become a potential gateway to holiness. Who’da thunk?I think it will get a lot worse than even the planners of this idiocy….
The "joy" of watching a slow moving train crash! I say that sarcastically. It's not that great. Not for the person who "sees" it, and not for the people who ignore it. I'm really not sure where the up side of all this is at the moment. Perhaps that's why I feel angry.