Around Bass Lake 09 — Moses H. Cone Memorial Park, Blue Ridge Parkway near Blowing Rock, NC, October 13, 2014
The right to self-determination and expression shall not be infringed.
If I were in charge, we all would work to make that the starting point for all.
The right to imagine, form and live our own life is the essential, integral, minimum human right.
Which, of course, we spit on, transgress, violate and ignore in 10,000 ways every day.
We want nothing to do with it.
Too much responsibility.
Arranged marriages and the caste system in India—the home of enlightenment—reflect how little we think of living our own life.
And that is not imited to India.
I have lived my life in the deep south where the ideal is to be no more than mamma and daddy are—
Living in mamma’s and daddy’s backyard (if not house),
And doing it, thinking it, being it, like it has all ways been done, thought and been for as long as anyone can remember.
I’ve seen the same thing exhibited in all the places I’ve visited and read about through the years.
We are looking to escape our life with addictions, diversions and distractions,
And want to avoid our own life as much as possible all our life long.
Addressing all of the social ills begins with the individual’s passion for her or his own life
You cannot help someone out of poverty, or drug addiction, or homellessness/hopelessness, etc.
Who isn’t gripped by the compelling necessity of living her, or his, own life.
Impoverishment is a spiritual ill before it is a social ill.
We have no life. We want no life.
We want comforts, entertainments, amusements and pastimes until we die.
We do not want to grow up and be who we are,
And stand on our own two feet and live the life that is our life to live.
And you can’t make us.