A Larger Perspective

A Larger Perspective

I must remember that the jerk who just cut me off in traffic is a single mother who just finished a nine hour shift and is rushing home to cook dinner, help with homework, do the laundry and spend a few precious moments with her children.

I must remember that the pierced, tattooed, disinterested young man with droopy drawers who can’t seem to make change correctly is a worried 19-year-old college student, balancing his apprehension over final exams with his fear of not getting his student loans for next semester.

I must remember that the scary looking bum (who really ought to get a job!), begging for money in the same spot every day is a slave to addictions that we can only imagine in our worst nightmares.

I must remember that the old couple walking annoyingly slow through the store aisles and blocking my shopping progress is savoring this moment, knowing that, based on the biopsy report she got back last week, this will be the last year that they go shopping together.

Kindly remember that every person you see, no matter what you may think of them, sprang from the same stock, is smiled upon by the same skies, and on equal terms with yourself breathes, lives, and dies.

I am not LGBT

Remember this?

They came first for the Communists, and I didn't speak up because I wasn't a Communist.

Then they came for the trade unionists, and I didn't speak up because I wasn't a trade unionist.

Then they came for the Jews, and I didn't speak up because I wasn't a Jew.

Then they came for me and by that time no one was left to speak up.

I am not a lesbian, nor gay, nor bisexual, nor transgendered. I am however, an American, and so far as I can tell, all the LGBT's who are being talked about these days are Americans too. In a melting pot, variety is the spice.

Any group of people who advocates sameness, or any supposed "purity" is signing it's own death warrant. You simply cannot cut yourself off from the rest of the world. History teaches that isolation brings vulnerability. In my solitude I can develop my skills. In my life with others I am forced develop my character. In this life "the same" never happens. In this life, you either grow or you die. I know it's not always easy, nor in your personal opinion may it even be preferred, yet, none the less, it is the case that life is a challenge and your choice is simply to either accept it or fight it and if you choose to fight life and it's progress, you will loose.

There are two groups of people in this country. There are those who love this country and believe that community involvement is a good thing. There are those who would take us back to some imagined past they think was a better time than we experience now. Abraham Lincoln said "A house divided cannot stand" and I think he's right about that. I vote for the country and my fellow citizens.

Mortal Ignorance

I love it when mortals claim they know anything about any supposed immortal beings let alone any further supposed "Supreme Being". It's so entertaining. It makes it so easy to pick out the truly self-deceived. The voices in your head come from yourself only. It's a self-created fantasy-feedback loop.

To even know this world you must firstly know yourself, an impossibility when you're so busy making up delusional visions of things unreal.

Your communications with Eternity are a complete fantasy. You are certifiable, pathological, and a danger to yourself and others. You have abandon reason and are incapable of perceiving any reality. You need serious professional help.