Reading harold_maude's journal

The moment of a truth. A passage of a book, a single framed immage on the landscape, or someone's face. A line from a movie.
All touched by the human spirit. And the human spirit is connected to the universe.
I have come to belive that thoes moments of truths are keys.

Keys to many many things...and many times we don't understand completely, but they feel and hit us in a way that stays and there is a reason.

I believe it's because they are important to our life journey.
The questions that follow us our whole life until they come into crystal clairity.

Who are we, and why are we here. What is our purpose.
Without an understanding of purpose we wander like blind men trying to find our way out of a maze.

I believe we are ment to know our purpose. Unfortunately we are so bombarded by things ment to feed the appities of instant gratification that end up leaving us still empty inside.

If each of us truly understood who we are, many of the things that entice us with the lure of instant gratification would loose their grip. They would fall away like so much dead skin.

We would do things differently. And all the clutter and crap that we fill our lives with trying to satisfy something deeper inside of us would and could be bypassed.

The choices would be based then with focus and purpose, and many of the problems that stem from this aimless wandering we spend much of our lives in would vanish.

We could walk away from unnessary trappings. Simply because they would no longer hold anything for us.

Oh to find the path of my life.
To hear, with unstuffed ears
the song that the universe sings
and to know my place in it's choir.
To sing the song of life
to know completely
what my spirit knows
then I would be complete.
I could fly then.
Touch both earth and sky
and speak the language
that is byond time.

The harmonics of universal truth wait for us, for our vision and sight to stop shaking.
We are like a car careening out of control and nothing is clear.
We are desperately seeking, but don't reconize that we are.
We stumble about.
Making choices with out considering where they might lead.
We have no sense of the power of our words.
We have become numb. Desensitized. Aimless.

Watch a child at play. See how freely they play. How the simplest things bring them joy. Learn the ways of children before the greed of the world contaminates them.

Watch the devistation of war on the precious soul and spirit of a child and you will see the reflection of our own aimlessness.
You will see the the reflection of the effects of what our technology without the wisdom nessary to fully understand the technology has done.

Technology is neither bad nor good. Just as money is or any other object for that matter.
But without wisdom to bring balance to the power that comes with thoes things, the end result looks like a child holding a bazooka that's armed.

We are the most brilliant and creative inhabitants of this planet, and we are the most distructive as well.
We have the power to distroy the world we live on. And these things have not kept us from setting in place things that will lead to our own demise.

If we only truly understood, I think, no I'm very sure we would stop many of the things that we do.

The really sad part of all of this is that the children that are comming into the world are being taught that how we do things is the way things are suppose to be, inspite of the fact that each of us are ment to know who we are and what our purpose is.
The corporate world and world goverments don't want them or us to know. It keeps them in control and us in the state of slavery.

I hope with all my heart that there will be a revolution that stops the madness before we end up completely distroying both the planet we live on and our own existance.

It only looks that way because your standing on your head.