Even the sun will die

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I am not good enough

I am not good enough

When I believe the thought
“I am not good enough”
When this belief
becomes my norm
When this norm
leads my behavior:
I murder you
so I feel good
I do bigger, more, bigger, more, bigger, more, more than you
So I feel good
and I do not care
if you feel good

The human species will vanish from this planet in the end
Even the sun will die

Till then,
“I am not good enough” rules
and murders, rapes, violates, tortures,
almost
every living being
and its own species

We can never know what will happen
We can take steps ourselves
Now …
And let Compassion, Care, Tenderness, Love, and Truth
rule our inner world
until our end of time …

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Terrorist

Who or what was killed?

When I heard the words
that a terrorist was killed
and that that made many people
very very happy

It felt not good inside of me

What are those people happy about?
Is it the deep seated mind set:
An eye for an eye and a tooth for a tooth?
And:
What you have done unto me, I will do unto you
And:
I know what is right and what is wrong
And:
You will suffer as much as I have suffered?

I don’t say that what we or he did was right or wrong
I just ask myself some questions
So the answers can surface from deep down

And deep down
there are tears,
there is compassion
for the suffering
of so many ceatures
– humans, animals, trees, plants, the earth –
inflicted upon by unconscious creatures
again and again and again

Seeing the terroist in me
Holding it, embracing it,
lets something surface
that is beyond right or wrong
and that …
that has no word …