We Don’t Junk Humans. . .
People will always question the validity of one’s commitments and one’s purpose. When I am questioned I can only say I see what is mine to see. Regardless though of the mental and emotional garbage one carries, there is always what someone does that has a redeeming value. We must carry this thought in our minds at all times which is why we don’t junk humans. There is always that redeeming factor.
Regardless of the excess garbage, there is that redeeming value of the commitment. Where others are concerned, there is a committed value which supersedes all else. Here is a system of values based on the individual’s worth. This worth he learns at the fireside, within the home, before he leaves the front door.
With what he learns, each generation is either saved or not. You cannot allow those to thrash in the sea of humanity neither having known love nor care. This is necessary else you have a generation hopping in and out of bed looking for the lost father or the wandering mother who could not get out of their own way to tend to those chosen.
And we do choose because of the underlying value in each of us. We wish to perfect who we are so in that honest judgment of ourselves, we choose to make good and right what we have not.
Just as in the underlying motion that keeps all planets or worlds rolling, the value beneath us all is the savory that makes the effort worthwhile. Thinking heads may call it a benign motion but my knowledge leans toward good. With gratitude I bow before the hard work of all Beings who work for the wellness of life everywhere. For starters we don’t junk humans.
The Bards of Heaven
The gods have little to do about
the graying of the land
when shells explode and matter flies.
But in the homes
of compassion where love and
thirst for learning are never quenched,
these are the places
the bards of heaven check their hearts.
Too much too soon
it seems that life presents
its problems to souls intent
on games to be played.
So sorry we are for those
whose eyes intent on
greener fields have closed.
Maybe there comes a place
yet to be born in a heart
whose motive is one of purity.
to seek a nobler frame of reference.