Self-aggrandizement- I suffer from this always.
We
hurry sometimes in forming ideologies. Not realizing that the impetus
of an ideology knows not haste but constant exposure & re-exposure;
eventual crystallization, and occasional, time tested distillation. Of
the cycles of life, this is one.
Consider what pay offs could be, if
we learned, over time to prolong—perhaps even postpone—our opinion
formation. If sleep be the cousin of death, the maternal blood line of
war is ill-informed, advertised, demonstrated opinion. Are we really
that entitled?
We imagine ourselves so important in the grand scheme
of things, but to conceive of reality and its duality.. a mere task,
far beyond our capacities. How crucial does your existence become when
you wonder about the numbers operating in the galaxies? How much
imagining can your imagination withstand? Fathom a single existence
& its relative importance as you recall these words of destiny
spoken through man: that some die so others may live. We are
inhabitants of an infinitely infinite universe, with laws abounding
through time: from that of synthesis to fractals within nature. We
observe but hurry to formulate Laws from Laws until we're left having
Laws with no cause! We are in a haste, with little progress and much
delay! It's at your door and at mine with each passing day- many
religions yet much dismay!
As plenty have regrets when they
come close to death, to what end, then, do we hurry in haste, as laws
from laws with no just cause?
Many cycles of life and this is one.
Plentiful pinnacles for love yet fear is reborn. We must understand when
our egos are operating intuition and when they but only disguise fear
as intuitive precision. Let's begin to watch ourselves while we watch
our television to see what seeds of uneven ideologies have been planted
within you and I. When fear creates a forest of weeds, we are sometimes
left much too blind to see what we have fostered indeed.
As you disregard Her opinion, ask yourself just a moment: was that intuition or fear? Wisdom or haste?
