The will to be is always something to behold. The kind of life one chooses to live can set the stage for something unseen. The commonalities that exist between one generation to the other can inevitably be the downfall of other generations. This is where the fundamental truth of isolation comes into play.
The truth is that often people will say and do things that are representative of the days when those who said it were right, in their minds. You see, there are many things to take into consideration when taking advice from another. There is no amount of past inequities founded on goals attained in those days that can suffice in our time now; those comparisons are useless and burdensome.
The time is now with respect to the future. The time is now to unleash the toll man has bestowed upon himself. To make the world one again, man must go beyond the politics of dissention; beyond the politics of life, beyond all our individual goals; to reconcile with the one who brung us. If not, we will see.
Sunday, February 1, 2009
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