A large, flourescent-orange billboard announcing, "Gun Show Coming!" God, why do we continue to believe in all the works and ways that have brought us to a world-wide depression? You hear me asking this question now, and I know you have already answered me.
An advertisement on the radio with a young man explaining, "My life was going nowhere until I joined the Army." God, how do we stop the mass-exploitation of our children? You watch us move through this vain cycle of violence, destroying all we create, even the lives of our kids.
A first grade boy at my daughter's school exclaiming, "Kill, Kill, Kill!" God, why have we thrown away our love? You long for us to observe what we are doing to ourselves and re-direct our lives toward Love, and all the while, we blame You for the suffering that pervades our entire being.
There is nothing enlightening being given to the world by our corporations, our schools, our governments, our religions, or even our families, and this is simply because we are living from nothing real within ourselves. We are so unreal, so Zombified, that most of us cannot even sense the absurdity of the three quotations above. Most of us would chuckle at the little boy at my daughter's school, and say something to comfort ourselves, such as, "Boys will be boys!" Most of us have been so inundated by military advertisements that mislead and lie and prey upon the innocent, young, and impressionable that we barely notice the message of inferiority they present to all those kids who do not have the "courage" to join their violent crusade. In fact, we even invite their ambassadors in our homes to pressure our children into seeing that their lives will amount to nothing if they do not join the "armed forces." Most of us just love a good gun show because it is our "God and Constitutional-given right" to bear arms, and when you look in the eyes of us who defend our love of guns with these words, you can see so clearly that there is absolutely no understanding of what any of that means. Force-fed logic from our childhood being force-fed again to our children who just so happen to be at the gun show with us so they can see and learn how cool are these toys and perhaps take one to school and Kill! Kill! Kill! in a perfect exhibition of the "courage, strength, and integrity" sought after by the military that will turn our children, all the same, into Someone.
Someone Dead.
Love would never kill. Love would never protect itself from those who would kill It. Love cannot die. Neither can you or I. Yet, we do not believe in this promise because it is "too good to be true," so we fear. In our fear, we set out to protect ourselves from the hatred and violence we witness in the world by developing our own hatred and turning it into the action of violence.
You are my brother. You are my sister. You want to kill me, and I will not stop you. I love you all the more because I know you suffer, and because I know you fervently believe in the lie that you can kill me. I will readily give you my life in order that you might have the opportunity to see that you cannot take anything away from me, which, in turn, means that nothing can be taken from you. I require no gun - neither to kill animals nor to "protect" myself from humans.
I pray that we all make room for this True Love in our hearts. Our Souls already hold Love's promise out to us in a gesture of compassion that is full of the secrets to our salvation. We have but to turn around and look at what is in the other direction. The question is, will we choose to be the Love we truly Are. There is only right Now to decide. Do you have what it takes to be one of the few, the proud, the Loving?
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