Je commentes rarement, mais quand on sen prend à notre conversation commune, ça me fait quelques choses. The Islam and prophet these loosers claimed revenge for, is no longer theirs. If we want to help, if we want to paint these reptilian brained loosers in the corner, we might need to stop associating them with Islam. Every nation, every religion, every family, has some assholes. We generally tend to dissociate with them. They are just plain and simple terrorists. No more and a lot less. To link them with a religion is to condemn to the same possible goal and ideas, all of the others that want to go about their lives and aspire to participate in the evolution of man kind. These loosers are scared. And they should be. They are scared of change and the inevitable evolution that will rule them out. Darwin said it, only the strong survive. Where we are in time, being strong is no longer quantified by the biggest gun and biggest prick. It is qualified by our capacity to let our ego out of the process for the greater good of our own and social life. These lunatics do not have this capacity. I dont subscribe to any religion and dont claim my way to be THE way. And I dont forsee Islam to fade away because some faith militia is not there to protect it. I would think it is quite the opposite. Ideas are like children. Kahil Gibran said: Your children are not your children. They are the sons and daughters of Lifes longing for itself. They come through you but not from you, And though they are with you yet they belong not to you. You may give them your love but not your thoughts, For they have their own thoughts. You may house their bodies but not their souls, For their souls dwell in the house of tomorrow, which you cannot visit, not even in your dreams. You may strive to be like them, but seek not to make them like you. For life goes not backward nor tarries with yesterday. You are the bows from which your children as living arrows are sent forth. The archer sees the mark upon the path of the infinite, and He bends you with His might that His arrows may go swift and far. Let your bending in the archers hand be for gladness; For even as He loves the arrow that flies, so He loves also the bow that is stable. Let this world be love based rather than fear based and well go far. Thank you Phil for todays format. Very well thought off.
Posted on: Thu, 08 Jan 2015 04:38:48 +0000
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