“Every day, in every way, I am getting better and better.”
We often have in your society the opposite suggestion, however, given quite regularly: “Every day, in every way, I am growing worse and worse, and so is the world.” You have meditations for disaster, beliefs that invite private and mass tragedies. They are usually masked by the polite clothing of conventional acceptance. Many thousands may die in a particular battle or war, for example. The deaths are accepted almost as a matter of course. These are victims of war, without question. It seldom occurs to anyone that these are victims of beliefs.
Wars are basically examples of mass suicide - embarked upon, however, with all of the battle’s paraphernalia, carried out through mass suggestion, and through the nation’s greatest resources, by men who are convinced that the universe is unsafe, that the self cannot be trusted, and that strangers are always hostile.
Again: To kill for the sake of peace only makes you better killers, and nothing will change that. I am quite aware that often war seems to be your only practical course, because of the set of beliefs that are, relatively speaking, worldwide. Until you change those beliefs, war will seem to have some practical value - a value which is highly deceptive, and quite false.
-Seth, “The Individual and the Nature of Mass Events” by Jane Roberts
Harold and Maude - Flower Scene
I do not agree with war and I don’t think any day should be used to celebrate our country’s conquests. I do not wish to say thank you for Iraq or Vietnam or Afghanistan. However, I do understand the sacrifice that many families have made. The soldiers who left their families behind to fight for our country with a sincere heart. The financial struggles this often created for families since the military does not pay well, and the loss when a loved one did not come home. The military is more than our government. It’s about families trying to figure out what is best for themselves and our country. It’s filled with mixed emotions. Soldiers have left thinking that we live in God’s chosen country, and have come home with a broken spirit after seeing the realities of war. So, I do not wish to use today to build our spirits to fight yet again in Iran or some other country, but choose to honor those who have sacrificed so much in order to teach the rest of us the realities of war.
Okay, so for Memorial day I’ve decided to upload just a few pictures that I have found around the house of my dad in his time during Vietnam. He just turned 17 when he was drafted in 1964, and was in Vietnam from 1965 - 1966. Even though most of the time we don’t get along, I still respect you so much for what you did, thanks dad. (He is the one on the right in the bottom picture)
My boyfriend’s night time reading and my night time reading! This is why he has all of the money! Today, I’m taking him to the Brooklyn Botanic Garden where we will see the rose garden in full bloom. Then we’ll have lunch in Brooklyn’s Prospect Park. I will be reading a book on Buddhism and meditation that I got from my local monastery and he will be working on mailers to make more money. A match made in heaven :-) Have I mentioned that he’s Republican and I’m Democrat? You should hear us talk about politics!