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.
I commend my Spirit
unto the grace of the Great Way
whether consciously or not
this has always been
the doorway to liberation.
All you lovers of truth
and all you true lovers
now is the time to be done with it.
Wash your battle-scarred hands
in this Presence among us.
Cast off your warriors’ clothing
and slip into your night slippers.
Untie your hair or cut it off.
The Hidden One is present
and doesn't care where you've been
or what you've done
or what you are doing now.
Commend all of yourself –
body, mind and spirit
to this Grace.
Slip out into the night air into the waiting
quivering birth of this
Golden Heart.
Lean down now
like wet, green grass and
kiss the bottoms of your feet.
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