Where Are You?

“The plain fact is that the planet does not need more successful people. But it does desperately need more peacemakers, healers, restorers, storytellers, and lovers of every kind. It needs people who live well in their places. It needs people of moral courage willing to join the fight to make the world habitable and humane. And these qualities have little to do with success as we have defined it." ~ His Holiness the 14th Dalai Lama

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“For, so inconsistent is human nature, especially in the ideal, that not to undertake a thing at all seems better than to undertake and come short.” ~ Harriet Beecher Stowe, Uncle Tom's Cabin

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Whatever you bring forth it's all about nativity at last. That's in our blood. One who can wear a thicker membrane of imposture mouthing the slipping away ideals, usually business-self-interest-oriented, has just created a ghostly vacuum now simmering with gnawing mayhem, thanks for that dream for uniformity, the uniformity of such uniformly saluting, 'Viva Big Brother! You are our role model. You are the most impeccable progenitor.' Now that sensitivity, the ugliest weakness of humanity (how 'happy' are animals), has been heightened; now even a modest disposition like of a nomad has been alerted into floundering and bluffing out what? To say he has his uniqueness, 'individualism-mania'. Now even he can wear that protective mien marked by muteness and insulation but so busy with toying his dear gizmos. Now, on the human being at large level, every wise-sounding head and brain has found their nativity leaving the scatter-brained mass in desperate burlesque of wringing something out of himself or herself. Now it's all about what you have up your sleeve to shine forth, to disport as worth-heeding. And the simple fact is that when one is made to wring out so he can only lean on his nativity (creed, dogma, animism, etc.) Then face it!