Absolutely! I agree with you. After a certain time in our lives, circumstances permitting, we can create ourselves. The problem, if there's a problem, lies with our paying far too much attention to what others may say. As you pointed out, mostly, external creation leads to self-creation.
Awesome response. The poem Wasteland poem was also written shortly after the ending of World War I and there were many areas that looked like wasteland so it's an effective reminder of what man is capable of doing. Also in earlier times when battles were more dependent on good weather typically April the troops would stir after their winter encampments and begin fighting again. Another sad reminder of man's creating wasteland and burials of the dead.
In Japan I saw very old trees. In the USA trees are not always valued for their "inner spirit" nor the joy they give others. One tree I saw in Takayama was 800+ years old. Americans cannot fathom that.
Not only do you summarize one of Chaplin's movies - City Lights (and I do believe the flower girl was blind) - but you manage to weave in Chaplin's life story and why 'The Tramp' was created in the first place.
He came from nothing and became such an icon, all while showing the world that you did not have to lose your humanity in the process.
Thanks for joining me in celebrating Charlie Chaplin's 136th birthday with your tribute!
Yes, I agree. Fascist/autocratic/theocratic states in Russia and the USA will force Europe and Canada into a partnership that may benefit the world. May they be the light going forward.
Finally the aftermath of Hurricane Michael reached us here last night.
Winds were so heavy that several large tree branches broke off, sailed through the air and are now hanging in another tree and over the fence. I went outside to assess the damage and discovered one of our beautiful squirrels dead on top of the back fence, as if he had been clinging to it. Something may have hit him in the head. He is so still, no breath there. I stood quietly and remembered how happy all my yard squirrels have been. They love to get into my bird feeders and are all so clever about it. They love running up and down our fence and trees. So happy they all have seemed to be. I am so sad to lose him. He is the brown squirrel I saw every day.
The dogs will miss him too. He so teased them running about. I am very sad to see his spirit go. I thank him for bringing such joy to us. I bless him on his return journey into the light. He was such a beautiful creature. It is always hard to understand when life in this realm is over, and we can do nothing to bring it back. He touched my heart and blessed us for a short time. For that we are so grateful. The sunlight is here again, but I am sad today, and that is what I should be. It is okay to be sad when beauty has been taken away and moves no longer before our earthly eyes. These reminders are here for a reason I know. But they are hard lessons.
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