My Hope for Humanity

“Who am I?” I asked, “why are we here?”

The answer came and it keeps coming

Obtusely my thoughts wander to my young daughter’s creations

She often doesn’t know when to stop, beauty rapidly transforms into chaos

I note this is where I am in my musings about life

There is much to learn

None of it taught in school

In fact it is perhaps true to say

What is important

Is undone in school

Though the truth begins before that, at the spawning, the dawning, of each life

Parents so unaware of who they have created

This tale could go on

Let’s say for now that you are so much more than you know

Our children, especially those in their first years

Are much more so

Imagine every thought that has ever been

Held in a universal memory bank

Instantly accessible to anyone to understands how to direct their attention

We come knowing

If we come able to access all that is and all that has been

Then what use is a parent that tries to teach us to fit in to this world when we have come to create a
new one?

What use is a school system that teaches knowledge rather than enquiry? History rather than how to
shape our future?

Imagine your child knows all there is to know

And you spend all your time convincing them they know nothing

Teaching them fear in a bid to keep them safe

Now look around, this is the world we live in

I consciously try to focus my thoughts now

Because I know my thoughts, together with the way I feel when I am thinking them, shape my reality

I understand this isn’t some rah-rah designed to get me to hit my monthly target, drive a Ferrari or
live in a mansion, this is serious shit

This is the heart of all creation

My hope for humanity

Is that more of you start to take your thoughts seriously

To shake off your shackles of yesteryear when you were taught how unimportant you are

When you were subjected to a multitude of opinions that told you how unworthy you are

And you see all of that for what it is, opinion

Opinions that were relentless, when you were powerless

Opinions that were manipulated generation upon generation

Rendering you a mere shadow of your true nature

Please step out of the shadow

You are important

Please start to take more care of your greatest gift

Your thought

Use it consciously

Use it wisely

It can lead you to your worst nightmare or your best life

You decide

If I can be more conscious of my own thoughts

Heed my own words

Then there is indeed hope

Taking charge of our own lives, our own feelings, our own thoughts

This too, is simply another opinion

My hope for humanity

Is that you look into your heart

And you feel the truth of your own power

For human potential to flower again

This is my hope

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