Quite the blustery day here; the weather has warmed quite a lot, but the trees around us are still a bit foreboding and unwelcoming. So I am inside again, working at gathering my wits, and hoping to ease out of this funk I seem to have strayed into.
I've been spending a lot of time lately looking out into the forest that surrounds our home. With
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I've wrestled with the solitary CR thing, too. In looking at the history and the culture, there are parts that just don't fit. In the US, you have no royal model to fit into...In the UK, well...Personally I'm not so keen on the royal family. Charlie I have a bit of respect for because as bonkers as he may be, he actually does things. The rest just seem to make racist comments and open or inaugurate new places or events. At least in Ireland and Scotland people had some say in who got the crown.
But anyway, the way I see it, when you get down to it, the community, the king, all have their place. The king is the sum of his people; he reflects them in his social standing and (ideally) embodies them all in that respect. The community is the sum of its members who participate. At the core, at the centre, is you. Everything else ripples out, or can potentially ripple...The practices of the individual households reflect the practices of the community.
Anyway, I'm really not sure if I'm articulating myself properly, but I greatly enjoyed your post :) I always enjoy the poetry you manage to express your thoughts with.
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And now for more poetry:
aaaaiiigghhh! KING. King! I didn't even *think* of a "King". Oh yeah, that *royal* thing! (Shaking head shamefully.) Oy, oy vey. No matter what you think of Charlie, you at least have a king to orient that thought toward...I just realized, like really fully for perhaps the first time, that I don't really have any clue as to what that may mean. Around here, and I am truly "dahn saf", I see the *word* King all the time; however it's nearly always preceded by the phrase, "Christ Is..."
Southern Baptist & etc, that is.
So, wow. King. Scratching my head...
But then I really appreciate what you say of "at the core". (Yes you articulated that well.)
And at this core, back to the woods I go, and remember that this was once a plantation, and my home was once a slaves' cabin, and whatever good vibes my home may carry, who on earth knows what happened outside? There seems to be much to atone for, in some ways, for my race; it certainly made Obama's win all the sweeter :) Other things? Well, there's nothing doing, because some cruelties transcend race even, into some bizarre karmic realm I don't really even know what to say about. So, you're right. I shall keep trying-- if anything because kindness and good effort is a positive in this world, no matter the outcome for it. And maybe that's my issue to begin with: expecting anything, at all. I should keep my curiosity wide open, and my expectations in cheque...
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