and then humanity woke up and began to understand what it was doing, while there was still time to save itself.
It used to be that was a trope in science fiction I found irritating. Now it's more like a talisman, or ritual, like closing my eyes and turning around 3 times in my nightmares to wake up.
That's a lovely response. But I am left wondering -- how do you take someone else's hatred or short-sightedness, and build a Temple with them? All I can think to do are things like: ignoring it, taking care of yourself, defusing your own reaction so as to avoid escalation.
Hatred is a strong passion -- an obsession -- improperly focused. It is the stained glass of the temple, but it must be melted down and reordered.
Take a man who hates the establishment, and refocus him into and independent frontiersman. Let him teach children how to survive in the wilderness and be happy.
Take a man who hates other men and teach him to compete, and let him put all his hatred in the game. Show him to leave his hatred there and he will walk away a better man -- and probably a winner.
Short-sightedness is a weakness of an unfocused mind. It will provide the floor tiles of the temple, but must be cut and wrought in an orderly fashion.
He who does not think of the future enjoys the moment greatly, and for this he is blessed. How often does a wonderful day fly by without being properly enjoyed? The short-sighted man always lives in the moment, and never lets the day go by wasted. In joy we should all be short sighted.
However one must cut borders around short-sightedness, and let the future fill in the channels. We must plan in order to make sure there is another day in which we can be delightfully shortsighted.
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It used to be that was a trope in science fiction I found irritating. Now it's more like a talisman, or ritual, like closing my eyes and turning around 3 times in my nightmares to wake up.
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Then we must invite the wanderer into our Temple. In this way, all may survive.
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Take a man who hates the establishment, and refocus him into and independent frontiersman. Let him teach children how to survive in the wilderness and be happy.
Take a man who hates other men and teach him to compete, and let him put all his hatred in the game. Show him to leave his hatred there and he will walk away a better man -- and probably a winner.
Short-sightedness is a weakness of an unfocused mind. It will provide the floor tiles of the temple, but must be cut and wrought in an orderly fashion.
He who does not think of the future enjoys the moment greatly, and for this he is blessed. How often does a wonderful day fly by without being properly enjoyed? The short-sighted man always lives in the moment, and never lets the day go by wasted. In joy we should all be short sighted.
However one must cut borders around short-sightedness, and let the future fill in the channels. We must plan in order to make sure there is another day in which we can be delightfully shortsighted.