I wouldn't be so easily offended, if I wasn't in a town for of trashy hypocrites, and liars, ...
The Shit Speech
Fair enough, the world is shit. Now, how do you respond to it from here on in? Are you going to react and toss more shit on the pile? Going to come over here with us men who got shovels, trying to dig us all out of this shit?
Whichever you choose, understand Master Yoda is correct.
āDo or do not. There is no try.ā ā Yoda
āSize matters not. Look at me. Judge me by my size, do you? Hmm? Hmm. And well you should not. For my ally is the Force, and a powerful ally it is. Life creates it, makes it grow. Its energy surrounds us and binds us. Luminous beings are we, not this crude matter. You must feel the Force around you; here, between you, me, the tree, the rock, everywhere, yes. Even between the land and the ship.ā ā Yoda
āYou will find only what you bring in.ā ā Yoda (Alternately, you get what you give.)
āTo be Jedi is to face the truth, and choose. Give off light, or darkness, Padawan. Be a candle, or the night.ā ā Yoda
āIf no mistake you have made, losing you are. A different game you should play.ā ā Yoda
And I am not merely tossing out platitudes of some fictional character. There is polarity in all. Negative and Positive, Life and Death, Love and Hate. I'm walking the middle path, gave up being a victim after realizing I have control.
Fuck all the shit you cannot control! You won't change it by bawling about it, by attacking it head on. What is, will be. If you doubt that, look at 4 million or so year old Earth, look at what the JW telescope discovered recently, another universe 26.7 billion years old, older than our Big Bang. Shit will stay shit, even after I'm gone.
"But you said you had control, ...?"
Damn Skippy, Jimmy Olson! I got hell's of control and you do too. Step on out here in the field with me. We'll be outstanding in the field. We're fucking Silly Man! Silly because it is silly to think there's any more than one Superman. Silly to think you're Superman and can carry all the crosses we all bear. Nah, fuck that brother.
I can step out in the field, look up at the sunshine and feel the warmth, the love, the joy. Nothing or nobody can take that away. Then, you see everybody struggling with the shit, you see a pile of shovels over in the corner, an opening in a wall with a big sign over it, ... "Shit Goes Here!" Out of that hole in the wall you see a huge incinerator, it burns up the shit and turns to warmth, love, joy.
You realize your response can either keep adding to the shit, or you can shovel like hell and try to help find us all an equilibrium of balance. Maybe in a moment of respite, the betters of us will figure out how to stop the shit flowing down on us. Even if not, wouldn't be worthwhile to have even a fleeting moment of folks enjoying warmth, love, joy, peace?
We all got the same goal in mind. Not all of us can see, it takes all of us grabbing up a shovel. No, we have to be the Silly Men and show an example. If not us, who? If not now, when?
Sure, shit will be shit even after I'm gone. Damn sure would be great though to bring everyone some joy, peace, love, warmth and understanding, we all face hard roads like Plato says. Even if that only lasts a second, you will have done something, you might get a day without shit.
By and by, the secret to any success is hard work. And anything worth it, requires sacrifice. Can you give up all the shit? Can you take control?