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Risk of Lung Cancer: 1.04% Heart Broken: 100%
Yesterday I wrote about having compassion for offenders against humanity. I came across another Facebook post that would test this and has me riddled with emotions. The poster rightfully angry and called for the mother in the story to be killed. I took pause reading his words. Feeling the pain behind them. Anger is a secondary emotion and this was from a deep pain for the victim in the story.
As I read the story my heart broke into pieces all over the cheap beige carpet floor of my bedroom apartment. I struggled not to become angry and call for the blood of the three offenders. Their actions were beyond horrendous. I didn't want to accept that the story was real. It was unimaginable that a mother could watch and actually be sexually aroused by the brutal rape, murder and dismemberment of her own daughter's soft innocent ten year old body. The story became more sickening and painful to read. To read the whole story follow this link .
I meditated long and hard on this as I folded my laundry. These unspeakable horrors make you want to believe that the adults involved were evil hideous soulless monsters straight from the pits of hell. I couldn't imagine what would make a single person stray so far from the path of their true self. In this story there are three!!! How did they even find each other? This mother also let others assault and defile her daughter and younger son before this. Where did she find these men and women without one calling the police and getting these children to safety? Then it struck me like a high voltage power line straight to my heart. There are enough people out there that are lost in darkness and blind to love that it was actually easy for this mother to find these monsters. After the shock of this revelation and digesting the thought of just how much we soldiers of love have to face in this war over hate. This is an atomic bomb in that war. Even the strongest soldiers will be tried by this story. It made me consider not writing about it at all. I realized this is the struggle that happens inside our unconscious minds. To not accept the pain and horrors of this world we will never be able to accept the joy and beauty. To not write about this would be taking a stoic approach and deny being alive. I would be numbing. To truly be alive one must accept both the light and dark, not just the hazy gray emotionless middle.
Let's look at this first in a practical way. What does this say about us as a society? That we allowed these three adults to feel so unwanted and unloved that they gave into the darkest abyss. That more of these monsters are out there. Enough that this mother could even find others to participate in these insidious behaviors and actions. We face an epidemic, a public health crisis. These lost and unloved monsters are not born they are created. They were once innocent pure children. What created them? We as a society unwilling to speak of or accept our own horrors allowed these people to feel alone and abnormal. This caused them to dive deeper into despair. To turn their light dim and then into a light sucking black hole. The mental, spiritual, and religious toll on these hundreds of thousands or even millions of people is only going to spread further and destroy us all.
We are unconsciously turning our world into a bloodbath of hate and agony. We are unknowingly sending our children and our children's children to hell. Why, because we are afraid to speak for fear of judgement of others? Is your pride worth this torture of innocent children? Is your fake happiness worth the destruction of our world? Is your comfortable numbness worth the rape and murder of even one 10 year old girl? Is your self hate worth sending your children to suffer in hell? We have failed as a species with only ourselves to blame. We need to accept our role in the creation of this horror show of a story. The blood is now covering you. This little girl's heart cut from her body in a plastic bag was placed there by us. We all love the thought of being one, of one love as long as it comes to the happy feel good theory in music, religion and philosophy. If you truly believe we are one then you must accept that you murdered, brutalized, raped, molested, stabbed and cut the heart out of this sweet innocent little ten year old girl the day after her birthday. Until we accept that we do not deserve the glory and euphoria of being one. We failed this mother, her children, the other two adults and the millions still in darkness and we should be ashamed of ourselves. All for our numbness.
I'm disappointed in us, but I still and will always love you all.
Circulation: 45% Gum Texture: 42%
Risk of Lung Cancer: 1.04% Heart Broken: 100%
Yesterday I wrote about having compassion for offenders against humanity. I came across another Facebook post that would test this and has me riddled with emotions. The poster rightfully angry and called for the mother in the story to be killed. I took pause reading his words. Feeling the pain behind them. Anger is a secondary emotion and this was from a deep pain for the victim in the story.
As I read the story my heart broke into pieces all over the cheap beige carpet floor of my bedroom apartment. I struggled not to become angry and call for the blood of the three offenders. Their actions were beyond horrendous. I didn't want to accept that the story was real. It was unimaginable that a mother could watch and actually be sexually aroused by the brutal rape, murder and dismemberment of her own daughter's soft innocent ten year old body. The story became more sickening and painful to read. To read the whole story follow this link .
I meditated long and hard on this as I folded my laundry. These unspeakable horrors make you want to believe that the adults involved were evil hideous soulless monsters straight from the pits of hell. I couldn't imagine what would make a single person stray so far from the path of their true self. In this story there are three!!! How did they even find each other? This mother also let others assault and defile her daughter and younger son before this. Where did she find these men and women without one calling the police and getting these children to safety? Then it struck me like a high voltage power line straight to my heart. There are enough people out there that are lost in darkness and blind to love that it was actually easy for this mother to find these monsters. After the shock of this revelation and digesting the thought of just how much we soldiers of love have to face in this war over hate. This is an atomic bomb in that war. Even the strongest soldiers will be tried by this story. It made me consider not writing about it at all. I realized this is the struggle that happens inside our unconscious minds. To not accept the pain and horrors of this world we will never be able to accept the joy and beauty. To not write about this would be taking a stoic approach and deny being alive. I would be numbing. To truly be alive one must accept both the light and dark, not just the hazy gray emotionless middle.
Let's look at this first in a practical way. What does this say about us as a society? That we allowed these three adults to feel so unwanted and unloved that they gave into the darkest abyss. That more of these monsters are out there. Enough that this mother could even find others to participate in these insidious behaviors and actions. We face an epidemic, a public health crisis. These lost and unloved monsters are not born they are created. They were once innocent pure children. What created them? We as a society unwilling to speak of or accept our own horrors allowed these people to feel alone and abnormal. This caused them to dive deeper into despair. To turn their light dim and then into a light sucking black hole. The mental, spiritual, and religious toll on these hundreds of thousands or even millions of people is only going to spread further and destroy us all.
We are unconsciously turning our world into a bloodbath of hate and agony. We are unknowingly sending our children and our children's children to hell. Why, because we are afraid to speak for fear of judgement of others? Is your pride worth this torture of innocent children? Is your fake happiness worth the destruction of our world? Is your comfortable numbness worth the rape and murder of even one 10 year old girl? Is your self hate worth sending your children to suffer in hell? We have failed as a species with only ourselves to blame. We need to accept our role in the creation of this horror show of a story. The blood is now covering you. This little girl's heart cut from her body in a plastic bag was placed there by us. We all love the thought of being one, of one love as long as it comes to the happy feel good theory in music, religion and philosophy. If you truly believe we are one then you must accept that you murdered, brutalized, raped, molested, stabbed and cut the heart out of this sweet innocent little ten year old girl the day after her birthday. Until we accept that we do not deserve the glory and euphoria of being one. We failed this mother, her children, the other two adults and the millions still in darkness and we should be ashamed of ourselves. All for our numbness.
I'm disappointed in us, but I still and will always love you all.
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