Something Worth Writing
Rise
of the Pheonix : Week #12
Quote and a Word
I
had begun the class thinking I would stir the imaginations of those who dared
think. I wanted to stir the
imagination. Explore the “unexplorable”
with those whose minds were formulating beliefs. Bend their thought process to view their
lives as a grand experience, rather than the drudgery obligatory grind I saw on
the faces I knew.
To
behold the world and see what had transpired, not as though a great burden had
been thrust upon them, but that they hold the knowledge and can weld it as a
sword to make their life experience in a better world. I never anticipated my
words, said with earnest enthusiasm, would lead me to this jail cell. Anticipating a severe outcome does little to
bolster forgiveness for those who put me here.
Awakening
from the vivid dream, the colors still carry into my conscious mind. Knowing that dreams are our minds way of
rehashing the day, sorting the information, and filing it into pockets of brain
matter, I am astonished by the transient images which waft across my vision.
The orange bird taking yellow seed from my hand while it’s red mother looks on
approvingly. I find it inspiring.
Here
we are in this brightly hued world, wondering at our “beginnings”, fighting
over who’s ideas are the most accurate, and who is withholding
information. Mostly, I think there are many withholding information.
There
are tales written in stone, depicted on the walls of caves, and inscribed upon
the hides of animals no longer roaming the Earth. We, the human species, were “made”. Does that make us Golems? Mindless drones to do the bidding of our
overlords? If so, just who are the overlords?
Are the overlords benevolent or filled with
Inscriptions
dating back to the Mesopotamian era tell of God creating mankind. God gave mankind the ability to speak. Now we need think we need to figure out who's God and then which God?
Acts 2:1-4 ''Now while the day of the [festival
of] Pentecost was in progress they were all together at the same place,
and suddenly there occurred from heaven a noise just like that of a
rushing stiff breeze, and it filled the whole house in which they were sitting.
And tongues as if of fire became visible to them and were distributed
about, and one sat upon each one of them, and they all became filled with
holy spirit and started to speak with different tongues, just as the spirit was
granting them to make utterance.''
Does
this indicate that prior to “interference” we, mankind, had as much ability to
speak as most animals? Therefore we
were, as many claim, animals prior to intervention? Are we merely "tweeked" animals some claim we are? Without the ability to actually "see".
Benjamin
Franklin told us “ Either write something
worth reading or do something worth writing” Silly me, I thought I was
following those words to the fullest extent. I held those words in my heart and followed as best I could see how.
Perhaps someday. Perhaps someday
someone will see my story and find it worthwhile to explore the
unexplorable. To see the world as an exhilaratingly
wonder-filled place. For, there are
miracles, and whomever brings them really doesn’t matter to the one
experiencing them! We DO exist! I will escape this prison they have created.
leigh
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