There are many people in the world and it is said that the countries that hold these people are separated by more than just water or impassable mountain ranges or sweeping desserts; they say that the cultures that define these groups of isolated peoples are so at odds that the term ‘man’, although used to express a sexual type of human being in contrast to the female, but in this case defines the human being as a group; these men that apparently belong to the same species are in fact so isolated in their ways, their religions and cultures that they cannot possibly see eye to eye.
Is it true that one person, who sees God in his or her country doesn’t see the same God as another from a completely different country? And if not, does it matter? Don’t all God’s have the same, seemingly good intentions for the world?
Does the way that a person wears a jacket, laces up his shoes, fashions a skirt to her waist or carry a bag of flour define the very core, the intrinsic value they have or the accumulated worth of their tribe or suburb?
A woman gets up in the morning and feels the sun on her eyelids before she has the chance to open them and she knows that soon she will be hungry and have many things to do during the day. She might wash, she might carry a bolder, stitch or she may run a company that cares for ten thousand other people.
Eventually this woman, after doing that for many years, carries the weight of too many and decides to change her life, go live in another place, change her top and read a book. So, where does this woman come from? What color is her skin and does she have a God or a defining religion?
I wonder about our ways. I wonder about the things that we as a society feel about other societies, about other species and other planets and their societies. I do think that as far as we have come or at least as far as we think we have come in how ever many thousands of years, is really not very far at all. Sometimes I don’t even like US, do you? As beautiful as the Earth is, it has a different name by any other, and the name that describes it isn’t what defines it or shapes its destiny.
More can be said about differences and contrasts and ‘other’ ways or things, but when it all boils down everyone wants the same thing, everyone has the same possibilities and everyone can be limited by the same handicaps.
Is it true that one person, who sees God in his or her country doesn’t see the same God as another from a completely different country? And if not, does it matter? Don’t all God’s have the same, seemingly good intentions for the world?
Does the way that a person wears a jacket, laces up his shoes, fashions a skirt to her waist or carry a bag of flour define the very core, the intrinsic value they have or the accumulated worth of their tribe or suburb?
A woman gets up in the morning and feels the sun on her eyelids before she has the chance to open them and she knows that soon she will be hungry and have many things to do during the day. She might wash, she might carry a bolder, stitch or she may run a company that cares for ten thousand other people.
Eventually this woman, after doing that for many years, carries the weight of too many and decides to change her life, go live in another place, change her top and read a book. So, where does this woman come from? What color is her skin and does she have a God or a defining religion?
I wonder about our ways. I wonder about the things that we as a society feel about other societies, about other species and other planets and their societies. I do think that as far as we have come or at least as far as we think we have come in how ever many thousands of years, is really not very far at all. Sometimes I don’t even like US, do you? As beautiful as the Earth is, it has a different name by any other, and the name that describes it isn’t what defines it or shapes its destiny.
More can be said about differences and contrasts and ‘other’ ways or things, but when it all boils down everyone wants the same thing, everyone has the same possibilities and everyone can be limited by the same handicaps.
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