The hero isn’t always the person who arrives at the scene of a travesty, sometimes it’s the person in the travesty who picks themselves up. Rare is the behavior; rare is the hero.

Some people, under extreme duress, find solace in offering love to others, because it kicks on the generator within themselves that provides all the love they need. The current battle I’m in could very well end me, and it’s important that I respect that as a possibility because it’s matter of fact (possibly speaking hehehe), but something deep down has me as buoyant as ever. When I look outside or read about current events in the world, I’m compelled to offer my love despite what I’m going through. It’s not something that I used to be capable of doing, but after four decades I have developed this trait and it has me smiling. As I like to say: let’s go win!

I often attribute people’s ire towards me as some strange weakness in them where the dopamine hit they receive from knocking me down overpowers their ability to live in an organic reality—a place where they would only be compelled to knock me down as an honest response to something I did to them and not because someone or something empowered them to do so. In the world at large as we speak, a pathetic display of behavior is underway in broad strokes, and regardless of my illness it’s important to me to let everyone standing on their own two feet know that they have my love. I see you. I appreciate you. And, I offer to you advice that has been provided to me by the divine for a long, long time, even when I didn’t want to hear it: keep pressing on! Those open to such a wonderful thing are the ones who will sustain the goodwill, no matter how invisible it may seem, that is to see us through to safe harbor.

Society today is ruled by these toxic “pro” and “anti” cliques, both of whom feed off one another and are about as close to the truth and victory as a turd swooshing down a flushing toilet is to jumping back into a butt hole. No amount of knowledge or compassion about the human world and its history matters to these types, just as no amount of reason or intelligent argument compels people at large to leave the path they’re currently on. Instead of being defeated by such a predicament, know this: there are good individuals out there who will do the right thing at the right time. To demand they come at a specific juncture is to be manipulative at least in the mind if not in action as well. All you (and I) need to know is that it’s okay to change course and to laugh a little—it’s okay to feel good, bad, and ugly, and to work through that impulse. As significant as economics and religion and hierarchical human power structures may be, they do not determine winners and losers. Free will does.

It’s okay to be scared. It’s not okay to make other people bend to your will on account that you think they ought to feel or act the way you do. Not everyone who recounts a bad day is negative, nor are they seeking vengeance. Some require a daily reflection of themselves and their life path as a basis for creating the foundation by which they can rise and do good with themselves and the world. “Positive” and “happy thoughts,” though generally good, cannot touch this. Reality can. Through reality, one capable of offering love, warmth, light, guidance, and spirit in the face of all that is going on is one to call a friend. Such a strength can only come from the free will of the individual; a potentially scary and lonesome thought for sure.

If nothing else, I’m here 😊