That Which is to Give Light Must Endure Burning

Some quotes from Viktor Frankl’s “Man’s Search for Meaning” that remind me to endure the 🥵 in life. He lived through the Holocaust. Many on the right want us to forget our ugly history.

No, I won’t forget. I will remember man’s cruelty and hatred towards man. I will not let anger take root in my ❤️ I will vigilantly pull that anger out of myself anytime it sprouts.

I gladly yield to love.

Love is the way, this is beneath that which is occulted, behind and binding everything.

To receive and give love is hardest for those who have suffered most.

They have something to show us about what it is to be a Human Being.

“Love is the only way to grasp another human being in the innermost core of his personality. 

No one can become fully aware of the very essence of another human being unless he loves him.

By his love he is enabled to see the essential traits and features in the beloved person; and even more, he sees that which is potential in him, which is not yet actualized but yet ought to be actualized.

Furthermore, by his love, the loving person enables the beloved person to actualize these potentialities. By making him aware of what he can be and of what he should become, he makes these potentialities come true.”

“Everything can be taken from a man but one thing: the last of the human freedoms—to choose one’s attitude in any given set of circumstances, to choose one’s own way.” 

“Ultimately, man should not ask what the meaning of his life is, but rather must recognize that it is he who is asked. In a word, each man is questioned by life; and he can only answer to life by answering for his own life; to life he can only respond by being responsible.”

I AM a Human Being

Not that anyone asked or needs to know, but know who you are reading.

A human being.

“I will govern my life and thoughts as if the whole world were to see the one and read the other, for what does it signify to make anything a secret to my neighbor, when to God, who is the searcher of our hearts, all our privacies are open?”

—Seneca the Younger

I am no nihilist.

I am no atheist.

I am no agnostic.

I am no believer.

I am no mystic.

I am no Angel.

I am no spy.

I am no Demon.

I am a human being.

I move swiftly, like 💨 and 🔥

Seneca the Younger spoke against the folk religion of the common people. But he had a deep sense of the invisible mover of our Will, God. Choose your name. Let us call it the original human religion.

I do not deny the invisible hand in my life, truly, I credit it with creating my will and body. I do not preach about this god. I reflect on the beauty of it in my life. I cannot teach this god. I cannot reveal this god to you. I cannot name it, nor do I claim it. Nor do I feel myself more special than any other. But I know this as I know my breath. Both mysterious in a way and profoundly beautiful. I am not so arrogant to imagine myself god’s special creation. This is all special and wonderful and beautiful and the ugly is beautiful too in a way. God itself can correct me through my clear burning Will, but no human could.

To know your Will, is to know the face of God.

I practice the first and only true religion.

It has no prophecies.

It has no priests or priestesses.

Zeus himself showed me.

Being a Human Being.

Tears of God

I felt god crying 

Surrounded by all this beauty

Isn’t it a pity

What I feel 

I can’t say

Who am I 

Without you 

By my side

I give my love

From every point of view

I’ll try my best

To make everything succeed

Who am I 

Without you 

By my side

What is my my life…

Who could I be without you

Always have you been by my side

My life is nothing without you

…inspired by George Harrison almost word for word. I only wrote the first line.

Really, who can be original anymore?

You need roooooomm.

You need to slooooooooooowwwwwww down.

There you go…now clap.

Nice….

Have you ever felt god crying?

Why yes you have my dears….

You and I are Her tears…

Temperature Rising

The blood of the Syrians flow with the martyrs
Cries and pain forever silenced
Only tears and prayers
Peace for them now

Hatred on every corner HOMOS! FAGS!
Righteous anger or fear from below
I don’t know their God but I can smell their fear
We are all the same inside and out

Fears in the back of our skulls itching
The stock market plunging
Our strings pulled by the Master Puppeteers
Have no faith in meaningless things

Ancient fury raging
Senseless being
Horrible slaughter
Eternity in our hearts

I’ll tell you a secret
So simple anyone can know
Burn the liars on the pyres
And think for yourself

Fear not
A blazing knight comes
On a perfect white horse
No cliche

Sing a new song
A song of love and peace
Shine in the darkness denying its grasp
Hold up the standard

For the sake of one
A city may be saved
There is nothing but life
It will continue

When a stranger is in need
Give with all your heart
When the anger rises
Leave it with the sunset

Be true to yourself and love with abandon
Now there is nothing to fear
Don’t hate be love
You don’t need a teacher

Know Thyself