The moon also rises. All people are equal in the eyes of the moon and sun.
Which Road do you choose?
Look for Good and it will Find You
Why would a horrible deceitful and murderous man get to enjoy the same sun and moon as I do? Why should I struggle with right and wrong, while those who do not enjoy the same fruit and meat of the land?
As Bob Dylan would say “the answer is blowing in the wind”. Should we struggle for struggling sake?
We are bound by what is inside of us to do what we feel is right. A bad man sees bad as right. A righteous man sees right as right. So there is something inside us that dictates our actions in general.
Nature versus nurture, should probably be said nature and nurture. Who we are is clearly a combination of both. But the nurturing can change that which within us naturally. And this is powerful, setting the course for a life of right or bad.
However the defining answer to the question: why are some bad and others right is choice. We do not choose to be right or bad. We chose what we let define us.
It is a cause and effect reality. If we chose to perceive good things then that engrains within us. Likewise if we look for goodness that is what will find us. Bad things happen, but suffering is optional. We can take what is bad and reject it or we can embrace it, and learn from it. Our Choice.
The most important influence on our decision to go right or bad is love. It is very difficult to do bad when you view your world with love.
This is the bottom of a beautiful canyon, it has much too much runoff garbage.
I can read almost any text and find the errors in it.
I choose to read almost every text and find the good part of it.
I find an unwashed mad and I drink in his humanness.
Let me borrow a line: "if you ain't into that then I don't give a damn". Our humanity is not judged by our manicures it is judged by our pain.
I was out walkin as is my lot in life. I dare say I has walked 300 miles in Paris France. Probably 400 in Mexico, another 700 in Vietnam and and easy 1,000 in the Grand Canyon of the Southwest. I maybe have walked at least 2000 in my home of San Diego County. I walk. The Matterhorn and the Norwegian fjords are not strangers and the Appalachian trail and Kings highway are known to me as the Sierras the Tetons and the Sierra Madres Death valley and the painted desert know my footprints as does the Sahara. Mekong swamps and Himalayan alps and Gobi deserts are familiar with my name. I started walking and eleven and I am 55 and at eleven I entered the great Havasupai canyon on foot and knew more areas of Sedona than most men picture in their minds.
Only to learn that walking takes you there. but acceptance keeps you there. He is filthy and ugly, and violent, but he is my brother. Be well.