Human Parasites

I had a dream last night- a pretty magical one.  It was 21st December, 2012 and the world was crumbling. It was D-day and in the midst of all the chaos, four people-two women, two men- were flown on to gossamer white cloud. Why? Because those four were the ones chosen to live on.  They were the humans chosen to ascend into the new dimension Earth was moving in to.

Now, this may be as unreal as it gets. And I know that the possibility of the world coming to an end less than a month from now is already totally unbelievable, unreal, ridiculous. Add to that the concept of a few chosen individuals ascending to another level, and you get something that invites the worst of insults and swear words from people. But it made me think. It made me ponder the errors of our ways. The reason that our planet is in even remote danger of extinction is because we’ve exploited it so much. We’ve weakened it to the core with our incessant demands and callous, unloving attitude. We’ve made Mother Earth an Old Maid in the process of being cared by her. We’ve taken her for granted and totally forgotten about her.  Our relationship with her has not been symbiotic. We’ve taken and only taken, without giving back even a cent or the least bit acknowledging her.  We’ve deprived her of everything she had to offer and left her to die; and to die slowly, heaving  a burdened, miserable existence as we continue trying to extort even more out of her. We were made humans but, sadly, we’ve become parasites.

The main reason why the concept of a few ‘special’ individuals being chosen to carry on civilization seems unreal to us is because we believe that no person is capable enough and no person is good enough. We were all born with unhinged capacity to do good but, sadly, we’ve lost it all in the process of growing up.  The truth may be that there’s no person on the planet good enough to represent us in a new world. And, true, maybe when the time comes for this planet to fall apart-and sure enough it’ll come with the ways things are going-there’ll be no one chosen to ascend. Maybe that’ll be it. For us. For civilization.

Unless, of course, we change our ways. Now.

Silly, Twisted Life

Egos are bad. And attitudes are also bad, especially when they interfere with the righteousness of our actions. Everybody makes mistakes: by bursting out in anger, by keeping their thoughts to themselves, by pointing people out, by not pointing people out, by accepting what is said without any resistance, by arguing about what is said. There is no right or wrong in life. Everything depends on the 

way we think. What might be the perfect solution to a problem to somebody, might seem like gibberish to somebody else. In the end, it is our happiness that matters. That happiness comes by acceptance and by forgiveness. And that in turn comes by putting aside egos. A unit works its best only when there is harmony on the inside. In this small world, dysfunctional families do exist; but the truth is that their members are unhappy. They live a life choked with the black smoke of misunderstandings. The only way to lead a happy life is to not let any member of our family be stifled by this unfortunate air; by clearing out misunderstandings as soon as they erupt and not letting weeds impregnate our little green garden of joy.