Jesuiting Annuity
How is it to tell, in this world for tomorrow, about when the past is meant for today, or today meant for the past? Herein lies the secret telling of lies, where stars are not stars but memories. If in one thousand years you see the present of a thousand years ago, does that mean in two thousand years you hear the present of two thousand years ago?
If light is good then shadow is evil. The lack of good. What then, do you think the lowly fish in the ravines of the sea, putting of pressure that could kill a 3 ton war submarine, is good? Perhaps light and fire are only goodness because we so desperately survive off of it. We say the sun is the basis of life, but we can see proof against it. Such does life prove the same examples. Such as, what is good or evil to one is not good or evil to another, because they did not need such plateau of goodness to survive. If we did not eat would we make food? So in a way there is sense in all of this.
What is nonsensical however, is that every living being is firmly set on everything being the same. That if one presents, it represents. That which is not identical to your representation of yourself is nothing like yourself, and therein an enemy. That which lies outside of our thought process is enemy. Those in which moves backward as you move forward are indeed going the wrong way.
In Ancient greco-spartan past, young citizen boys, from royalty to poor, were put through a series of three tests. Test one started when they could walk. They would spar with their fathers, facing things we would see as abuse. Things a hundred organizations would sue over and we would be horrified to hear in the news. The next test was to make them homeless for a period of two years. By guards appointed with this task, slaves were sent to steal and rob these children. The only way presented for these children to live was to steal themselves and many times kill in their own protection. The final task was to banish them from the city, into the dark and cold woods outside the city. They were allowed back in three years, at the age 15.
From these tests came the strongest soldiers in the world. Born from it came nationality rival to the Third Reich. Pride came from being undefeated. The city survived countlessly against unimaginable odds.
The great empires of the worlds: Cleopatra's Egypt, Alexander's Greek, Xerxes' Persians, Hitler's Reich, Eisenhower's Marines, Caeser's Rome, the Golden Hordes; All of them had their best soldiers created in the same way.
From suffering comes strength.
Socrates, a famed philosopher from Athens, was a poverty-striken boy begging until he was old enough to speak. Leonardo Da Vinci was a poor carpenter. Michelangelo was a poor masonic apprentice. Van Gogh was forever depressed, mentally insane perhaps.
From darkness, comes beauty.
After the "tragic" incident on September 11, 2001 (I only put it this way because I find it a tribute to our nation on how spoiled we are), millions of money was spent from the American people's pockets to organizations like AmeriCorps, doubling and sometimes tripling the normal amount. After a small dip from company losses, the economy rose from increase in legal tender circulation. After Hurrican Katrina, the same thing occured.
From unfairness, comes kindness.
There is no such thing as a happy life. Sadly, I suppose.
