There is a level of comfort with not knowing and the
predictable attitude of never having to know, simply stuck, head down,
impervious to winds of change, resistant to the opinions of others and even
strongly unaffected by the designs of progress.
Some might say true happiness comes when all else has been forgotten and
so is the head in the sand a chosen philosophy, a conscious decision and way of
life, not an escape from all that is but a move toward nonexistence, a method of ignorance that tells a story for all
to see. Lest we forget, the head may be buried
but the posterior is waving high in the air for all to see, a sentinel of
solidarity, staunchly immovable with the hordes of others who fly that flag.
"All that is necessary for the triumph of evil is that
good men do nothing." (Edmund Burke)
This assumes you believe in Evil and that the designs of others against what
you truly believe really matter. For those
with head down and bottoms up the evil is a forgotten memory that only surfaces
when eyes can see. With complete
darkness surrounding those masses of buried brains the true light of goodness
never crosses their shrinking minds.
Like the grains of sand that seep into their mouths and noses the gritty
reality of what might have been will never be.
Are we at war? There
are battles raging all around but for most it seems they are content to stand
aside and let others decide their eventual fate. With only flailing hands and exposed, fleshy cheeks
they have no say in the decisions of each day and will probably never know when
the end is near or when that end has come nor of the struggles by others to
protect their ignorant domains.
They unknowingly survive by the valiant efforts of others
who stand beside their bloated, headless bodies fending off the sharpened
swords of determination, slicing all in their path. The easy prey go first, the slow and the
undecided, their only hope is the good deciding to act, knowing the outcome if
nothing is done.
No one really wants to be at war, except those who wish to
take, their ideals spurned on by greed and lust and power, willing to sacrifice
the souls of all for the savor filled morsels of winning, controlling and
enslaving. Freedom is their enemy, self-determination
a poison and liberty, that arrow that pierces their cold unforgiving hearts;
these are our weapons against the coming tyranny but we are failing in our
responsibilities to wield those armaments and employ those God given tactics
that will defend our lands, our families and our souls. Too many of us are content to let the battle
wage, our own heads deep in the mire of indecision and vacillation, too
concerned about how others will judge, preferring the depths of darkness and unawareness
to the stark reality of what must be done.
I often ask myself if I’m doing enough, what else can I do. I vote, I pay my taxes, grudgingly I admit, I
obey the rules of the road, most of the time and I treat others with respect
and kindness, in essence I try to follow that golden rule of “do unto others
before they do unto you….” No I have that wrong, but I must admit that’s how I
feel at times when I have to compete against the growing level of corruption, rampant
fraud and dishonesty, politicians that blatantly lie and steal those taxes that
I begrudgingly pay, leaders that manipulate the markets and shred our constitution
for temporary gains of power and prestige.
A war is coming, not the skirmishes of late or the scuffles
between parties but a real war like the civil war will pit father against son,
it will be a war of liberty and freedom with the enemy within our ranks, fighting
to destroy those ideals that make us free.
Will it be with guns and knives and bombs or will it be with words and
laws and ideas? Does it really
matter? The end result if we do nothing
will be the same.
What will you do to prepare, what will you do to fight and
what can I do to help?
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