This week’s challenge: Your piece can be your piece – poem, story, anecdote, memory, quotation or anything else – whatever ghosts or monsters or gods it invokes inside you.
What is it that lives inside our bodies, and drives our actions? Is it a god, a monster or a ghost?
Are we all part of superconsciousness which allows us to differentiate between right or wrong?
Why our actions show the opposite?
Why some people go out of the way, leave their comfortable life and serve downtrodden going to live with them most inhumane life?
Why some people do the henious, gruesome crimes in spite of knowing the punishment they will get?
Does every person is fifty-fifty percent, side by side, the demon and an angel and the one who is nurtured most empowers us?
satsang( company of pious people seeking truth)
introspection made believe that
all my inner conflicts have vanished
I have learned to control my anger, and peace and calmness dawned on me
I accepted that
God has given us so many ups and downs in life to make us tough
I realized that
All religions teach same virtues of love, compassion, kindness, harmony, and compatibility
Only some intolerant of follower spread hate and disturbance for their personal gain and power.
I understood completely that anger and greed are the biggest enemies
and empathy and forgiveness are our biggest friend and liberate us.
But…when I read about rapists, terrorists, and people who commit heinous crimes, through acid on others, oppress weak and poor
all thoughts of forgiveness evaporate
I wish I could make them stand in a line and shoot them
some people don’t deserve to live