The hounds of war are savaging the Middle East again - as they have since the dawn of time. Perhaps they were aroused by northern howls from the Crimea, or western echoes from Haiti, or south from the Sudan. Presidents, generals, warlords, gang leaders, cartels, terrorists of various stripes rage on. They have no particular geographic preference - they are united only by hatred of some “other” identified variously by religion, history, ethnicity, belief, perceived unjust privilege, or merely preferred proximity.
Unable, it seems, to unite against the shared existential threat of environmental disaster, humanity falls back against a mindless hatred of “the other.” Distrust, hatred and fear lies, contrarily, at the core of philosophies and faiths that overtly profess love, acceptance, peace and gentleness. These lions lying down with the lamb see only an invitation to dinner. Weapons not wisdom.
It is days like today that cause me to cling, with a touch of desperation, to the core concepts of my personal ideology - Distilled Harmony. They remain - in order of unique imperative:
Foster Harmony
Enable Beauty
Distill Complexity
Oppose Harm
I have addressed each in more detail elsewhere here on The Wall, but today my focus is a plea for Foster Harmony. Feel free to share it with all those for whom you care.
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