Mental Health Break
God bless Assad and God help Syria
I am taking a short break to this week to recover … the murder of Nasrallah and the attack on Lebanon (which Hezbollah was defeating the Zionist bastards), the ongoing slaughter of Palestine that not one so called leader has the courage to stop, and the fall of Syria. I was hysterical watching the fall of Syria. I have yet to look at the events that are happening since … I am terrified.
There are too many pompous arrogant assholes defaming Assad and giving us their opinion of what happened that I am not interested in.
Here are some points worth reading imo …
Carina, I hope you and your loved ones are safe. I fear for all people of the Middle East. What happens there will eventually happen in the U.S. as well. No one is safe until imperialism dies. Thank you for writing the truth of the situation that we in the U.S. would not otherwise hear.
It's been lonely this past week without your voice, Carina. Since I've been left quite speechless myself lately, my guess was that you were too. Hearing from you today is like getting a call from a friend.
I remain at heart an optimist. I cannot believe that the lights just go out and evil wins. There is also nothing logical about the apparent events in Syria (or anywhere else, really).
Maybe the defeat of the evil will take a little longer than I'd hoped, or maybe the downfall will happen swiftly, but by some other path. From my own humble experiences with the Divine, things never make any sense while it's happening, though my instincts are heightened. I know it's there. It's like a lamp reflecting light from seemingly unrelated things, that somehow gently draws my attention to the quality of the reflections (truth/lies, good/evil). I can't quite form any verbal expression of this, but I think you know what I mean. Then it all comes together rapidly as the visions become animated in the tangible world. It's like being surrounded by an impressionist painting where so many brushstrokes seem harsh and wrong, but then, with a shift in perspective, it all comes together at a more profound level than I could have imagined before.
The Divine could of course defeat evil with a swift and miraculous stroke, but maybe there's more to the painting. Maybe we have to experience the harsh strokes and discordant reflections of the facets of both evil and the human condition too. Maybe we just don't get to the triumph of good over evil without the long dark night of the soul.