Some thoughts and a powerful raw poem to inflame the heart and mind.
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Thanks Opher for this thought provoking share. It seems many of the bureaucracies and systems in place are crumbling. I live in the hope they will be replaced by heart -centred, balanced and equitable ones.
Oh for a caring society.
Good Sir Opher, Namaste 🙂
Once again four words from you and we are lost for words more powerful than your own. Thank you delivering a mighty positive punch in emotive response to despair and angst found in the heart of another. Indeed, the poem is very raw, frayed like the sleeping bag at its edges and also hanging by threads of life.
Gallybloggers identify very easily with the failures of the UK Social Security System because we are the consequences or products of it. Our perspectives are really the only valid ones to accept simply because we are the outcasts, the socially undesirable, those displaced by society and kept at the fringes of life: by definition we are not part of the illusion of what is deemed normal living. We are the true prophets, the artists, the poets, the street-wise redeemers who lead others through expression at the will of their quill. Gallybloggers see everything, feel the true heart of the streets of the UK, feel the pain and sorrow that exists as well. But we believe we also feel the Love that exists as well in the spaces in-between people’s busy lives and the person they actually are when pretence and schizophrenic engagement with constructed life ends for them each day. Ours may be a displaced life on all levels but at least we are consistently human in how we feel and act: we have no ‘guise’ to wear as a ‘disguise’.
Suicide is not painless, and it does come with many changes to those it leaves grieving prisoners behind, and sometimes people get no choice if they can take it or leave it as a final option if they please.
Our privilege as always good Sir Knight, Defender of the Homeless to have you bless us with your presence. Thank you indeed for the re-blog: a show of support for which we are most grateful. Thank you 🙂
Love and Peace dude 🙂 God Bless. Namaste
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Hi Dewin. I was glad to reblog. A very powerful poem. It got to the heart.
As an atheist I have trouble with the Christian video but no problems with the sentiments and poem. Anything I can do to end this inequality and produce a more caring society – I’m your man.
All the best – Opher
BTW – for some reason you ended up in the spam bin. I had to rescue you.
That was very enlightening. I won’t say I enjoyed it, but I certainly know more now than I did! Thanks for posting it.
Cheers Cheryl.