Into this house we're born, into this world we're thrown
Like a dog without a bone, an actor out on loan, riders on the storm
Without knowledge, prejudice, inclination or bias, we enter life with an instinctual predisposition to first find shelter, seek sustenance and give love. Our family, race, genetics, the house we are born into, the world to which we enter, are all predetermined for us before our eyelids crack open for the first time, as are the varying God given attributes like how tall we can grow or the volume of facts we can memorize or the strength of our arterial walls. Our personalities, sense of balance, desire for companionship are nascent, fragile and easily influenced by our entrance environment, of which we have no conscious control over as well. All our innate traits are seedlings within the virgin forest of our body, yet to grow and develop.
For all we have not, we do brandish freedom of choice, circumstantial awareness, the ability to affect change and a sunrise every morning to remind us there are bigger things in this world (I suppose a 432 thousand mile radius flaming fireball charging across the sky will do that to you).
Show love, compassion, unity, empathy and peace in your actions, words and thoughts. The reverberations of intentional positive activity will change the world. Choose wisely what to believe, who to associate with and what is right. Decide what to lay as foundational stones of your moral constitution, through what lens we see the world and what makes us furiously happy. Choose not to doubt, as it is a natural anticoagulant and inhibits healing the wounds that divide us. We alone pick what we are aware of and where we influence, instigate, illustrate and initiate change, where to promote unity, where to lend a hand and where to pull it away. And we hold all the tools to repair, mend and save the broken and charred hearts of those who choose poorly among us. Nothing is carved in stone and nothing is permanent.
Choice. Healing. Awareness. One bright lantern to light our way. Every day, we hold all ingredients to change.
Girl, you gotta love your man, take him by the hand, make him understand,
The world on you depends, our life will never end, you gotta love your man.
-Jack
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