Infidelity.

Infidel- as a noun, a person who does not believe in religion or who adheres to a religion other than one's own.

I don't get it. 

As I sat in the court room, looking at the judge, prosecutor, county attorney. I couldn't understand the "vibe" I was feeling in relation to the well being, of a convicted man.

When one gets a taste of the privilege, of a situation they think ought to be more prestigious, more enlightened than their own, there is no place left to go with expectations, but a crashing downward spiral as reality rears its ugly head.

"Well, we could discuss the instance where the guy said...."

I cannot give details, for these conversations were something, "privileged" however, the depth of text was lacking. The feast turned into a Country Buffet line of which there was no meat, only a plethora of cheap breads, followed by frozen, sweetened-milk, (definitely not ice-cream) for dessert.

I expected to come into this back court room and discuss intricate details of a man's life, his thought process, his internal most desires as indicated by actions that have to be analyzed and understood. I expected a higher court system to attempt to gain an insight into the very nuance of workings, thus indicating whether true progress was made or not.

As I sat in the stiff, tax-paid chairs, wondering where my specific tax dollars went, which chair was mine, I allowed the mind to feast on the lack of what I considered to be quality here at the table. I made eloquent dishes out of simple sugars, flours, and rancid canola oil details. I whipped together in my head, a meal that I salivated over, and it involved chemistry to almost make something out of nothing. I took the simple conversation and directed it into its most-basic components, the elements, and reconstructed a thought process of "Why" in my own head.

Why do we focus so much on what is presented from another, assuming, to a fault mind you, that what a person presents is their authentic self? Do we do this because we simply don't have the time to invest, to look-into, or is it because behavior is the best indicator of internal thought process. Have people not learned early on in life that presentation matters, and therefore they can mimic the thought process of others, do what they do, gain a sense of control by presenting favorably?

I mean, it works, mostly, externally, and at the same time, fails, every time.

I believe differently than you do. This is not a battle of spiritual wills, but instead, I believe that actions have to be observed, over time, for me to believe them. I believe that many people are trying to survive and therefore survival means presentation, it means that one must feast on the scraps tossed their way, or what material is tossed aside for them to feed on, thus limiting their potential. TV, internet, social media, simple, conversations from another regurgitating the same basic ideas over and over, no challenge, no meat. Instead, I believe that conversations should have more challenge, take note on the contradiction between actions, "Well, you said this, but then you did that..." Oh, but that is uncomfortable isn't it? It is uncomfortable to be held accountable, and instead we want to get one more serving of the cheap, florescent-light warmed brownie that mimics the easy-bake oven treats that my neighbor used to make.

We are meant to feast on so much more, but settle on the crumbs of garbage. We are picking through the trash, finding a crust here, a half cup of brown liquid there, all the while aware or worse, convincing our self it's not straight piss.

Words from the Bible, pure, meant to be feasted on. Conversations, depictions from Jesus, the God in human form, meant to be internalized, all apart from the buffet line of this world. This isn't about the mere religion that we all cling to at the end of a day or a week to make us feel better, but about expanding the diet of the mind, overlooking the garbage to actually go inside and feast at the most exquisite of meals.

We have the opportunity, every time we choose to indulge our senses. Not just in reading material, but in conversation, what we do to challenge, grow, expand, or, we can stay like a blind sheep to slaughter, the pigs consuming their own, a fly eating the bile-rich fecal matter most of us wouldn't dare step on.

These respectable men, more intelligent, more experience here than I, were part of a legal entity that looks at behaviors, for that is what they do. It was the formality of setting that convinced me otherwise. They did what we want from an ideal legal sanction, kept things simple. Outside of a legal entity however, conversations can be more engrossing, more authentic, and more vulnerable. WE can give more truth and authenticity to one another based on our thoughts, observations, note of contradictions. If we notice something in a child, or a friend, a coworker, and we sit by watching the train wreck, thanking God it isn't us in that situation, infidelity at work, cheating, lying, stealing, then we are worse than that person is. We know better, for we are outside of their mind, and yet, we just sit and watch?

A call to action to be authentic, overcome the buffet line of filth and get something real. I will start with not admitting a perfect soapbox in which I say these words, but once the awareness exists, and authenticity is tasted, I will say swallowing untruth, or inauthentic presentation becomes a lot more difficult.

"Help your brother out." Advice my mom gave me while living with my brothers, yet the same advice we must give to one another.

God Bless.

For more vulnerability from me, I too struggled, watched others struggle, and suffered because of it. Suffering from the most selfish of desires, an ideal body, had me sacrifice the inner-most parts for the presentation, the acceptance of others. Click Here. for the book.

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