We’re told as students that it’s in us to write what we know, what we understand or understood one time or another.
In high school, if you’re lucky, or terribly unlucky, philosophy becomes the course that has its own pedestal. Here we’re taught that the wise admit in being wise due to admitting a knowledge of little but consistently acquiring knowledge and aiming for learning what can be understood, to not know everything, but to know that it’s a collecting and using the knowledge to benefit not just the self but all others around. Right?
So as of right now my journal entries, my posts, my published whatever these are, they’re my perceptions, they’re the way I look at the world and the way I perceive it as it gnaws and gestates the masses.
I’ll also do everything I can to maintain a neutral balance but will never get into politics. I support peace, love, honor, respect, and truth.
If ever you read this know that the way I look at the world is this. And no this isn’t some blase crap shoot where I don’t see anything but just people kind of line that you hear from somebody who is absolutely an atrocious person and are just trying to save their hide. I grew up in the church, and no not Catholic, but there has always been something that was taught regardless of my beliefs now, the teaching was this: we are all breathing the same air, we are all sharing the same world, it is on us to respect one another and it is up to us to treat one another the way we want to be treated. Simple as that, and I understand that it is not simple life is not simple, struggle is not simple. The chaos of the world and how we take that or how we change it truly depends on us.
I truly believe that we’ve lost massive sight of just that simple, too simple of a way in viewing what it is around us. It’s hard not to get emotionally wrapped into it though because you see things developing and if you’re a reader these things developing immediately shoot fear throughout, because the daunting parallels to fiction and what is now reality unraveling, is more than horrifying and there are so many that are all for the chaos.
All I can do is show as much light as I can and regardless of anything rise above that chaos and only show the betterment of myself and always with love. What I hope is that continued actions shining what I’m talking about, will rub on like stickers of light.
So I said everything that I said throughout this entry, whether it’s knowledge whether it’s just a perception, I hope it is perceived as knowledge or at least a soft knowledge and just what can be okay and can be right but then we get on the semantics of right and wrong.
And I’m tired.
Goodnight and Good morning. Good morning and Goodnight.
Nosce Te Ipsum
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