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Peace and Persistence

 


Peace and Persistence work. No, America is not at sleep. Not everyone is as vigilante as an American; however, our appearance of complacency is not the truth. I’ll venture out to say a good 40% of us living in the United States are terribly unaware for a variety of reasons. Yet that number of unaware Americans is decreasing. This crisis that our current administration has created is snapping our stiff, provincial necks all the way around. It’s forcing us to witness and admit that we have to be not just concerned but involved in our understanding of our country’s politics and the rest of the world’s as well.

Yes, we’ve been overwhelmed, some of us all our lives. We get a respite from one thing one week and then Bam! Something else occurs in our seemingly significant lives. But remember, it’s our lives. Not someone else’s. It is hard to step out of our living in a sometimes happy yet contentious living of life. But that is life. The only difference between our present-day human beings and 20,000 years ago is we now most of us don’t have to live in an unlit cave wondering if some wild animal that we need to eat for food is going to annihilate us off the planet at age twenty or younger. We were thinking maybe we’d live another decade, or perhaps another five years. Hoping we’d see grandkids by then. Laugh, because I may not know what I’m talking about, even though I read two to five hours daily. However, most of you will get my jest. Need I remind you the average age of death in the U.S. was 47.3 in 1900, so calm down. Get this straight as to what I’m pointing out to the reader now. The average Black Man lived only to 32.5 years of age in 1900. Let that sink in. Shamefully those are true numbers. Go look them up.

Life is not fair. Most of us struggle in one way, two ways or multiple ways, some that will bring us to an early grave. And it’s not fair in ways that it shouldn’t be unfair in a country with rich history and bukoo oligarchs, most who are not truly philanthropic. The haves want even more. They want blood.

So, now here we are at a crossroads. We await our elected officials from either side of the political spectrum to stop the vile petulant man-child and his regime from taking a wrecking ball to our democracy, our constitution. Why? Why is this man who 32% voted for taking a wrecking ball to our democracy, our country? Because he’s a loser. And has always been a failure. He wants us to feel his inequities. He doesn't care if he harms his sycophants, the people that voted for him. I think he may not even care if he harms his own child. It would be just one more thing for him to add to his kerosene of anger and hatred.

The people that voted for him did it out of fear, ignorance, selfishness, and some out of pure evil. Because they themselves have committed crimes like his. Hatred begets hatred. However, Love begets Love. Love comes in many forms. Two of them are Peace and Persistence. The third is Patience.

If you watch the Buddhist Monks “Walk for Peace” that has been and is occurring, you will witness Americans who are welcoming this. Those people are feeding into Love, Fairness, Hope, and Persistence with Patience. Patience doesn’t sit still, it moves forward, walking with intention. It moves like water through the stony soul of hatred. It diminishes the rock turning it into clay and Love like water with flexibility. That’s what a “Walk for Peace” does.

So, pay attention to this “Walk for Peace”. We need to, to save our country and world from this aberration that currently resides at the soul of our nation. We need to, that is what the whole of congress, the senate and the world is waiting for from us.---Jody-Lynn Reicher

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