This life, so precious, how often do we stop to notice. The moments passing, smiles coming and going, frowns too. It sometimes takes a harsh lesson for us to sit up and take heed. Amrita Dhammika of the Amida Buddhist Order died this week in Africa. She was a beautiful spirit, devoted to peace in all it’s guises.
As long as there is a child starving or one being raped I will not stop. I know these are grand statements but I have faith in the lack of necessity of these acts. I have faith in the ability of humans to rid themselves of barbarism one by one. Its a lonely road having such faith.
And kid yourself not the chances are, if you live in a big modern city – which you probably do – kids are being raped within 100 yards of you, almost without doubt, on a daily basis. It is so prevalent that when the extent of Chilhood Sexual Abuse or CSA is finally acknowledged we will be shocked. Most researchers in the field suggest 25 – 40% as a rough guide, of the adult population ro be victims. Thats 9 million Britons.
The thirty thousand kids that die each day needlessly (thats a million a month) in places they dont read this from, makes me feel phyysiclally sick. Imagine them lining your route to work on their way to execution. That is what modern economics does. Thats the reality. We have to change things.
Saturday March 18th 2006
You can not change her or anyone else. You can change you. By clearing your conscience and feeling at peace with yourself and those around you, you will open your eyes and learn to be real.
Then no little girl will take you for a ride. Then you will be someone people look up to in the world – because you will be at peace with yourself and, therefore, your actions will be real and consistent.
Life is simple, really simple. You decide to do the right things or the wrong things. Then you do them. Whatever you do becomes habitual and you don’?t think about it any more. But you can think about it and change things. This is only by counting to ten, thinking, and then responding out of choice rather than reacting which is always habitual.
Tom, you are a lovely guy with lots of energy and bright ideas. When you are at peace with yourself, you will be in a place to form an adult working relationship with a woman. The sooner you decide to grow up the sooner you will get your dreams.
The English are pigs. I can say that because I am one of them, born and bred and living here still – though I am, I have discovered, French by nature. We have through history colonised and asset stripped half the world and ruled it’s people by war and terrorism. We now have the audacity to think of ourselves as the most civilised of nations.
Today our town centres have become almost off-limits for normal people. We have supported a fraudulent American war. Against an oil rich country this war has been waged to aid and abet a small and neurotic cabal of wealthy powerful families in implementing their global masterplan. This plan demands the Middle East be asset stripped and broken so as not to become powerful.
“To civilise”, as I have written before means “to bring out of barbarism” – to quote Skeats English Etymology. The English are barbarians. Within our own society the richest are utterly and almost without exception corrupt and are able to do anything they wish anywhere. At the other end we have the crack and heroin addicted single mother/prostitutes for whom work means turning tricks for men who can not find a woman to satisfy their desires without cash being involved. We, alongside a small group of nations, lord over a world where thirty thousand children die every day because the best economics we can come up with are “winner takes all”. The English are pigs. It is time we civilised ourselves.