“Acquainted with the Night
I have been one acquainted with the night.
I have walked out in rain—and back in rain.
I have outwalked the furthest city light.
I have looked down the saddest city lane.
I have passed by the watchman on his beat
And dropped my eyes, unwilling to explain.
I have stood still and stopped the sound of feet
When far away an interrupted cry
Came over houses from another street,
But not to call me back or say good-bye;
And further still at an unearthly height,
One luminary clock against the sky
Proclaimed the time was neither wrong nor right.
I have been one acquainted with the night.”
― Robert Frost
This poem speaks for I know what it is to walk in my night. The shadows long and the moon holding riddles with a hazy mist around everything. Nothing is quite clear yet I will not give into sadness or despair. I will walk it out and see what I will and perhaps find answers that will stand out. Each vision teaches me something when I see them even if quite what is not clear. There will be time enough to meditate on it. If no visions arise then I will enjoy the quiet mystery, the empty streets and the echoing footsteps. Inevitably for both the world and myself the morning will come. I say this not without regret for there is something in me that needs that nighttime stillness.
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Cosmic Dance by G A Rosenberg
Trident Emanations by G A Rosenberg
“Nobody has the right to not be offended. That right doesn’t exist in any declaration I have ever read.
If you are offended it is your problem, and frankly lots of things offend lots of people.
I can walk into a bookshop and point out a number of books that I find very unattractive in what they say. But it doesn’t occur to me to burn the bookshop down. If you don’t like a book, read another book. If you start reading a book and you decide you don’t like it, nobody is telling you to finish it.
To read a 600-page novel and then say that it has deeply offended you: well, you have done a lot of work to be offended.”
― Salman Rushdie
Lately taking offence has become the most popular hobby among the population. Everybody is offended by something whether it be a flag, a candidate, a right acknowledged by the U.S. Supreme Court (Yes I said acknowledged not given. It has long puzzled me that minorities claim to fight for rights. That to me misses the mark. We all have the same rights. What minorities actually fight for is their rights to be acknowledged by others. Any time they ask for or demand equal rights they are putting themselves in a subservient position. Either rights are inherent and everyone has them or they aren’t. No one can give or take them away, they can only acknowledge them or not but I digress) a style of dance, what some celebrity chooses to wear or be. There is no end to people getting angry at something that someone else has said or done.
Well, who asked them and what do they expect to happen? If someone or a group of someones tells you that something you said or did offends them, you might make changes. At least the first few times it happened. Eventually tho, it wears thin. It may even get to the point where you are told that almost everything you do or say offends someone even if it is something totally different even opposite to what you were told is offensive in the first place. If everything we do or say is offensive to someone than it will get to the point where we just say “Screw this, I am going to do what it is in me to do or say what is in me to say and they will just have to get over it.”
Part of the reason why loudly taking offence has grown so popular, in my opinion is that it is a power trip. Most people don’t wish to be offended, especially when it affects their lives or relationships. Most of us will go out of our way to make changes to accommodate others. It is easy to enjoy the sense of power that this brings. Power corrupts is a cliche but it is a true one and it is way too easy to become abusive with it.It would benefit us to realize the responsibility that comes with this power and use it wisely.
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Songs From the Wood by G A Rosenberg
Scarlet and Indigo by G A Rosenberg
Shades by G A Rosenberg