‘A philosophical moment’, with Carlton L. Sonnier Simplicity is the Virtue of All Things of Value Since a child, I was different in many ways. At the age of four, I began to speak a unique language that seemed Native American, as I slept, but from a much earlier time. Now, after many years of trying, some of what I speak, but only as I sleep, have been recorded. Some of my family members have heard me many times. The recording has also been listened to by individuals that study some of the many languages of the American Indians Ancients, ‘The People who came before’. I remember dreaming, as I spoke, but when I am awake I have no knowledge of how I speak so, or why I do so. I am not one who was born in the possession of knowledge; I am one who is fond of antiquity, and earnest in seeking it there. ‘Thoughts’ From a single thought a pattern develops and is stored in a very secretive part of the brain. There are, in most brains, by the age of one, more than a million thoughts, and they form a pattern of many into a single thought, this I call the ‘Thought Locker’. As a babe, adolescence, man or woman, our eye will behold a happening and in a millisecond it will look in the ‘Thought Locker’ to see if it has been a thought before. If never seen before, what the eye has witnessed will be stored with similar thoughts and stored in the famed ‘Thought Locker’, for future use. But as I write this, there are some of us that will witness an event, but the mind will refuse to capture it. Usually this refusal will be something horrific. Then there are some like me that remembers everything, even the horrific. And then there are those as I, the unfortunate, will have what was witnessed or scenes from something we have done also stored, but in a holding cell, in the foremost part of thoughts. I have yet to inscribe a name to this place. A thought cannot be changed or replaced by another thought; I will only be added to a similar thought or thoughts. Once a thought is placed in the ‘Thought Locker’, it will remain ever more. Be assured, once a thought is stored, it cannot, will not be forgotten. We may try to forget a scene and though it is not remembered for many years it is there and in an opportune time, will come forward un-announced. Would it not be a wonderful thing if a mind never beheld anything other than Light, Joy and Love from ‘womb to death’? But that was never to be; as we come from infinity to insanity we must accept life and venture into it as learned from others that came before. Rectifying a thought or purifying the quality of thought, only some can do this with success, depending on how a person looks upon life or thinks of their fellow man. The person that can do this will justify a thought to suit personal gain for a multitude of things. As we walk the ‘Path of Life’, we learn of this type of person and vigilance is instill within us and we try to shun these who gain from the mistakes and misery of others. It is often said, “Learn from the mistakes you make.” This is well and good, but only if you can. Many of us repeat the mistakes for one reason or another. I know that I have been guilty of this. Whether we do this by choice because we find it pleasures us, or stupidity overcomes us. And, this is the one that has consumed ‘Many a poor lad’, and it goes like this, ‘You must learn from the mistakes of others’. This one will haunt us until the ‘End of Days’. You cannot learn anything from others mistakes; you may learn value in the mistakes that you do, only if you choose to call it a mistake. Many of us are fearful to lay the name ‘Mistake’ on something that we deemed ‘right’, whether it was something we done physically or by words. Is ‘Tranquility’ obtainable? As each of us mature with age do we acquire a more restrained lifestyle? Do we grow more attentive to the order of the way we place value on all things? Do we place respectability as another virtue in our life? These are questions that have haunted me, and I am sure some of you also, for many years. As humans we try to delve into everything, whether good or bad because it is our nature to do so. I have done so many things wrong while on my path of life that the scale could never equal with all the good things that I add. I, as some of you have labored too long in trying to equal the balance to the scale of life. I look for Tranquility to be present as I wake to a new dawn, but it eludes the new day. I am never disenchanted with this fact. My life, as so many others, was predestined before birth. But unlike many others, I tried my best to shun destiny, and seek my own way to ‘Walk the Path of Life’. Waking to nearly 28,000 days has given me many tranquil dawns but not as many that I had wished for. But I am persistent; I am closer to serenity than ever before, but I will no longer seek it because it will find me in some moment in time; of this I am assured. I feel sure that tranquility eludes my thoughts is because I have experienced too many heart-breaking moments in this life for one reason or another but the worst for me is to look upon a man, woman or child that is destitute, and who faces life with no change. I again dreamed Of India last night and it is ever reoccurring in my thoughts and dreams. Beginning in January 2000 thru September 2002 I worked for BJ Services in India. It was there that I witnessed the most degrading life style in all of mankind. In one particular city called Bhavnagar I saw the most terrible things that tore at my heart. On the edge of the city there is an area that contains many open earthen pits, each with an area of about 3 acres. The pits are place on the edge of the Arabian Sea. When the Sea is at its highest tide it floods the pits and when it goes out it leaves the pits full of sea water. Over a period of time the water evaporates, leaving salt from the sea in the pits. This happens numerous times until the pits become full of sea salt. Then the salt is harvested, put in large canvas sacks and shipped out by rail. Would you like to guess who will harvest this salt? Well, many of you guessed wrong; it is the local low Caste women that trod these pits using shovels, akin to large snow shovels, to scoop up the salt into large woven basket. Then when the baskets are full, the women carry the basket to a waiting belt loader. The husbands stay at home and will not watch the children, so the mothers take the children to the salt pits while they work a 12 hour day. Soon, before the age of 7, the children have night blindness from the glare of the sun shining on the white salt. There is no school for the Low Caste people. This Caste is called ‘Untouchables’ and are shunned by the other Caste. Other than using women in the pits, the women and young girls are used to clean toilets, dig ditches, and spread gravel over hot tar on new or resurfacing roads. This Caste female also picks up cow feces to make round patties and place them to dry, to be used for burning cooking pots. This is what they do to make a few coins for the rest of their short lives. Their mothers and grandmothers did this also, because that is what they were born to do. The Caste System The Indian caste system is the traditional organization of South Asian, particularly Hindu, society into a hierarchy of hereditary groups called Castes or Jatis. In broad outline, marriage occurs only within caste (endogamy), caste is fixed by birth, and each caste is associated with a traditional occupation, such as weaving or barbering. Hindu religious principles underlay the caste hierarchy and limit the ways that castes can interact. The caste system is connected to the Hindu concept of the four Varnas, which order and rank humanity by innate spiritual purity. The highest Varna is the Brahmins, or priests. Next, are the Kshatriyas, the warriors, and then the Vaishyas, the merchants. The lowest Varna is the Shudras, consisting of laborers, artisans and servants who do work that are ritually unclean. Contact between Varnas, and particularly the sharing of food and water, must be limited to avoid pollution of higher, purer individuals by lower, more unclean ones. I leave you with this thought; ‘Do unto others as you would have them do to you’; just choose your ‘Do’s’, carefully.
Posted on: Thu, 15 Aug 2013 17:18:59 +0000
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