For the love of humans.

I think that we are all inherently good, and for that i love all of us.  Even the not so good ones.

On evil.

I spent a few days at home and heard many references to events as being the cause of people's purposeful use of evil to cause harm to another. On the first listening my conclusion (though I dare not express it) is that's not possible. My question is how can one cause the summoning of dark powers to cause the harm of another?

On the way back to my other home I took some time to ponder about this, actually I am doing this right now. If good is possible that some one can use the power of good to heal and to beneficial increase ones well being, then I suppose evil is also possible. The power of good is driven by others sense that the other ought to be treated in a humane manner. That the others happiness is just as important as the one. Since there are many was to produce goodness, then there has to be many ways to produce bad.

Having set up the logical understanding of the purpose of good and evil I must then consider the pathways to producing good or evil against another. Does good happen when we pray to the Gods or the universe? Can we wish good will unto someone? I suppose that we can. And if we can do this for good, then the converse is true. We can wish bad luck also. Now the biggest concept has to be dealt with. The administrator of good and evil.

Considering that there is a power that administers good and evil is a question of faith. That there is a magic force, whether we call it God or Satan that "inflicts" these forces upon us. Thus we have to accept that if there is faith in good that there has to be faith in evil too. There has to be a balance.

So now I have to admit that my initial reaction to my folks belief is wrong. Or that I am a hypocrite. If I believe in good, I cannot dismiss the possibility of evil.

Evil exists

Up in the sky

The world is beautiful. People are not. I feel like migrating to a new place. Somewhere where no one knows me. Where I can do whatever. I am just tired of being poor.

Taking time to think

I have decided to make this publication a little more personal. To share more. I heard somewhere that compulsive over sharing is a sign of manic depression [bipolar disorder].  I suppose that i am not disordered in this way.
I have lived most of my life keeping my life private.  mostly because my mother in her infinite wisdom, figured that my grandmother [dad's mom] had some king of vendata against her. and that she (grandma) would try to affect us (dads kids) in order to affect her (mama). A little crazy?  Well not really.

In our culture, these things are acceptable.  The people of the Caribbean know full well that in small communities jealousy, and hate can be part of our lives.  This is the case in many cultures.  In the Caribbean, however, people  will not miss an opportunity to share their feelings... mostly good, but definitely bad.

So protection gone awry, I don't share any thing.  Its really sad.

Today is the day that I am willing to share.  And I shall. So listen.

Keys

A key does not have any function if there is no lock. Another way to put it ... Without a lock, a key is worthless. But is a lock worthless without a key? Up to a point.

A lock will keep a door closed for ever, a lock will prevent information, ideas, people, thieves, water from flowing into and out of a gate or door. Thus without a key a lock will protect, isolate, provide a sense of security, prevent movement. Whichever side of the gate one or ones information or ones belongings are it will remain forever- without a key.

Keys on the other hand allow for doors and gates to be opened, they work with the lock to provide security, and allow openings for freedom, keys open doors to better things (and worst things too).  Keys enable the movement of information because they allow a lock to fully realize its potential.

I am like a master key. But  need a sense of purpose to continue. Thus I am always searching for a lock. One that is rigid and diligently keeps doing its job no matter what the weather is like.

If you just smile

I believe that that we can all get along if we try to be nice to each other.  And think about the other like would like to think about ourselves.

I wonder who invented toilet paper

Toilet paper probably changed the lives of the folks who used leaves, cloth newspaper or plain old water. To choose between not comfortable and just icky. Hmmm
But cut down some trees and turn it into paper to wipe our arses.
Changed our lives for good.