Rage vs. The Machine: Chaplin style
"In short; the period was so far like the present period…for good or for evil, in the superlative degree for comparison only.”
It's the Same as it Ever Was...
This is the story of the long winding road which we all must travel. It is the story of how the road leads us to a peaceful rest on our deathbed if we have followed our convictions. It tells how life’s pools of tears are not in vain; how we depart this world, as we've entered, alone. So, we are left to choose to either talk the talk, walk the walk or if we're lucky, walk the talk…and in the end, may we all rest in peace.
Poisoned by these Fairy Tales
God, Fate, Time and Karma; it’s all of those things; it’s none of those things. It really depends of where one places their faith in times of desperation, in times of despair, in times of hopelessness. In reality, one‘s destiny is within their own hands to a certain degree. Pulling oneself up by their bootstraps is precluded by owning a pair of boots. Most importantly, circumstance always dictates behavior.
So, Karma may very well be a Bitch,yet I love her just the same. It makes us acknowledge, confront and if we're lucky, own our past. Therefore in time, many choose to accept the existence of a creator, a God if you will, as the master of our fate.
God, Fate, Time and Karma, it is all of those things; it is none of those things. I tend to believe that uncertainty is not necessarily a bad thing; more often what doesn't destroy us makes us stronger. I would equate it with a cosmic “GPS” to set us upon the proper course.
Yesterday our leaders found it of monumental importance to reaffirm our nation’s long standing motto, "In God We Trust." On the other hand, there are those whom diametrically oppose this perspective, within this land; a point of view widely accepted and endorsed by many; for now anyway. I suppose it's not enough these particular words are plastered all over our coins and paper currency, which I find offensive. It sends a simple message, wealth has an express pact with God. Actually, I find it quite frightening placing the monetary system of the worlds wealthiest nation in the hands of God.
...the same as it Ever Was...
"It is easier for a camel to pass through the eye of a needle than for a rich man to enter the kingdom of God" (Matthew 19:24).
My argument would be internal conflict makes us stronger, wiser, fore then and only then we are forced to think. Whether through religious education or environmental surroundings in youth, being forced to acknowledge and to confront ones core beliefs, grants ownership to those beliefs. It resonates from a time in life, when simply talking the talk was enough and if we're lucky, such thought evolves to compassion for their fellow man.
End of the Innocence
It has been my experience time is indeed the best storyteller. Therefore in youth, I was convinced that God loved me, professing my unquestionable love for all he did as good. The end of my innocence came to fruition in 1981. So, being confronted with the failure of happily ever after, I believed in my conviction and began to walk the walk.
As it turns out, life is not a ticket to be punched. Once we pass the initial test, we’re subject to pop quizzes forever. The tests are repetitive, constantly retesting the lessons we must learn and testing convictions we hold. In fact the tests get progressively more difficult bringing new challenges along the way.
So, we must master talking the talk while walking the walk. As time goes by, we realize we must confront our demons. None the less, my belief in God is much like a child's belief in Santa Claus. Though my failures haunt me to this very day, of which there are too many, I take solace in the hope one day I'll see my dream under the Christmas Tree.
The good news is we are alive and well, despite our inadequacies, able to confront the challenges life poses, no longer being of the mindset; “didn’t have a care in the world with Mommy and Daddy standing by…” There are those whom go through life without experiencing the hardships and the invaluable lessons living life affords. Sometimes it consists of a monumental shift regarding the family disposition. Sometimes it's the unconventional decision. Sometimes it merely involves avoiding the disaster. More often than not, those privledged unprepared face inevitable disappointment. The result is pain directed toward the most innocent, their so called loved ones.
The game changer is making life's altering decisions for the greater good. Take a stand. Make a mark. Walk the Talk, as all mankind of the greater good profess...Whether Priest, Rabbi or your favorite Chaplin...
It usually involves sacrifice. We always second guess our actions. It never ceases to haunt us;
... And maybe, if we are Real lucky, we grow... And by lucky I mean, every now and again we let down our guard and stumble into truth of self. Every now and then, and not often enough, something hits home and sticks to the wall of our soul. We embrace it and we own it. Be it through song, soliloquy or sermon.
We learn through our experience of pain, not so much through pleasure. Such is living. Such is life. Such is truth to self.
If this life is indeed a Sideshow, then how we live it, is surely the Main Event.
...same as it Ever was...