Life is a secret journey that shares no mercy You are lucky to go through it, to be born, and see the world .. And then you say … Yes I have lived, I have cried, And I have experienced some thorns … Life is a secret journey that shares no mercy You are lucky to go through it, to be born, and stand barriers … And then you say… Yes I have lived, I have battled it, And I am stronger … Life is a secret journey that shares no mercy You are lucky to go through it, to be born, and suffer … And then you say … Yes I have lived, I have a cause And now I give hope to others …
Life is a secret journey that shares no mercy You are lucky to go through it, to be born, and find a mate … And then you say … Yes I have lived, I had a family And loved ones … Life is a secret journey that shares no mercy You are lucky to go through it, to be born, and stay alone… And then you say … Yes I have lived, I’ve made friends And I was never lonely … Life is a secret journey that shares no mercy You are lucky to go through it, to be born, and finally die… And then you say … Yes I have lived, I have grown, And now I rest in peace!
~The Secret Journey written by poet Thoubert Larus~
These are difficult times, which we are living, in our world. They are baffling as we see human nature change, going towards a precipice from which there is no turning back.
In our own micro-cosmos we see the inexorable journey to the edge.
Extrapolate that to our immediate community, our county, our state, our country and the world, our planet.
We need to remember that this is the only place where the human race can live.
There is no “planet B”.
In addition to that, we see many established “institutions” also changing and not for the better.
The mesh that holds up together is almost totally torn.
We are confused and don’t know how to tackle this, where to start.
We feel alone …. yet, through the expression of these feelings and through the connection that we have through technology, we see that many feel the same.
People movin’ out People movin’ in Why, because of the color of their skin Run, run, run, but you sho’ can’t hide An eye for an eye A tooth for a tooth Vote for me, and I’ll set you free
Air pollution, revolution, gun control, Sound of soul Shootin’ rockets to the moon Kids growin’ up too soon Politicians say more taxes will Solve everything And the band played on ….
Fear in the air, tension everywhere Unemployment rising fast, The Beatles’ new record’s a gas And the only safe place to live is On an Indian reservation ….
And the band played on Eve of destruction, tax deduction City inspectors, bill collectors Mod clothes in demand, Population out of hand Suicide, too many bills, hippies movin’ To the hills People all over the world, are shoutin’ End the war And the band played on.
Copyright 1970 Jobete Music Company, Inc.
This was the general feeling in 1970 …. where did take the fork in the road which brought us here?
At the end of the day, we need a “time out”. As we feel the pressure of our reality, we need to recharge. We need the energy to go at it again tomorrow and many tomorrows to come. In the meantime, we need soothing inner peace.
I don’t mean to say forget, hide and remain inactive. I don’t propose to ignore what lies ahead of all of us. I mean that we can’t give what we don’t have. To be able to tackle what awaits us, we need to gather ourselves, to gain momentum and fuel our spirits for this daunting task. There’s a lot to unravel, a lot to undo, a lot to rebuild.
I do not believe that we can continue along this pathway much longer.
We need to retreat, recharge and act. We need soothing for our weary, confused and tired souls.
It Is What It Is 