Righteousness, as Krishna teaches Arjuna
“The path of the righteous man is beset on all sides by the inequities of the selfish and the tyranny of evil men. Blessed is he who, in the name of charity and good will, shepherds the weak through the valley of darkness, for he is truly his brother’s keeper and the finder of lost children. And I will strike down upon thee with great vengeance and furious anger those who attempt to poison and destroy my brothers. And you will know my name is The Lord when I lay my vengeance upon thee.” Ezekiel 25:17,
Just like in “Pulp Fiction“, the verse before the angry man fires many rounds of bullets onto another human being, with no fear or love, as his master’s slave. His own act of Righteousness! A beautiful movie, indeed. However, my friend, life is not just a movie and most times, it is not just Beautiful. When you shoot someone in reality, they die. And, if you killed someone, you are bound to feel bad. That, is the Human condition, that is how we exist. We are made to emote, to each other and to ourselves. But chances are, if you are a mean person, you most probably wont.
There is a valley of darkness for each one of us, and while we are at it, there are people around us, watching, if not for anything, just to laugh. They have filled their heart with hatred, and emptied themselves into a box. They Live in a void, and love it. Someday, they would realize, they live only in their head!
There is an angry Jules in all of us, an angry dark person, who does not understand the true nature of a so called, Civilization. Who does not understand, why we do what we do, every single day.
Why we wake up from sleep and find a new day. Why we look for a pathway? Why are we hoping to be led somewhere? Why do we trust people? We respect people, we love people, we live by our word. We hope and pray, each day, that today would be better day. That today, will change our life. Someone, somewhere, somehow, will change our life. But the truth is, it will not. We live in a state of yesterday forever. It is not a very good state.
Building stories in our head, calling if Life. What we experience in our day-to-day scenarios is a harsh truth, we feel it and remain contained within our feelings. We express ourselves to each other. We call ourselves, people. We change our faces, we laugh, we cry. We act what we feel, and we react, to what we feel.
We are slaves to our own minds. The place where everything ends and begins. A chaotic hyper galaxy. Always active, and functional. Leading us forward in time. Most times, we have no idea why we did what we did. Only later, we sit and ponder, recollect scenes and shots of yesterday and the day before and go back to childhood. While at the state of ponder, it is pretty much possible to go back to childhood. Its pretty much possible to never return.
With Memories fresh in the mind, with places never forgotten. With a sensation of having lived, we contain back in the box and go back to sleep. Like nothing ever happened. Like you never had a problem. Cheated by our own nature and living with a higher one. Our ever existing nature to forget, and the higher nature to remember. We call it just memories and go back to sleep.
Only our memory is based on how people made us feel, which in turn, is our own personal story. Without it, we are just mad people. Changing our faces, smiling, laughing, angry, sad, lifeless, regardless, and very very worried about something we never understand.
We are humans. We live in a condition. Its called Madness. To make things look cool, we call it a civilization. We are the righteous, living in an era of an Awakening. We are being deceived by pretentious people, who need our trust and respect.
We respect people only because we love them. But in the end, they will shoot us in our head, and will not be bothered about having done it, because, they just don’t care.
These people exist all around us. They have returned to their animal nature and use language as a tool to lie. They pretend to be nice, only to attack when you are not watching. Like Hyenas. They call themselves the Governments, the leaders, the bosses, The important and all. They are Pretentious. They exist in our society, and we, the crazy civilians, spend our entire life, trying to understand them.
We are fools of love. Cheated and spat on. Nobody cares about our existence, they only make it seem, like it does.