peace - quotes and descriptions to inspire creative writing
As we watched Cuban doctors land in Italy, to help in their time of need, we were reminded what strong alliances the world may create when we show love to one another.
The truth is, you can only identify your friends by the content of their character, by how they love and seek to see the world through the perspectives of the oppressed, poor and hungry. Your friends can have any ethnicity and be from any economic class. So tune out the speech of hate and tune in the stories of tyranny and violence - then follow the development of trauma populations and see them through the lens of compassion. We are born to thrive together as one species and to both listen and see through our hearts. We do not inherit the sins of our fathers, but if we have inherited privilege then it is our duty to help others and remove power dynamics. I am only free when we all are. I only have peace internally and externally when we all do.
Let's shift our idea of what chaos is, because it shifts how we relate to freedom. For when we do this the arguments of libertarian vs authoritarian fall mute. It is obvious, or should be, that a complex global society needs people with great organisational skills who are deeply humanitarian and committed to fairness and peace to take positions of service. Thus, the greater the ability the deeper the service role they can volunteer for or be asked to consider. This performs the tasks of government without any notion of power, for their only right to perform the task comes from the trust the community places in them. Thus, when we have an improved form of democracy of deeply empathic and analytical intellectuals to service institutes there is real freedom for all. We have all the structures available to thrive and be organised, yet everyone is free to choose their own path in the system, everyone with good food and shelter as a right rather than as a thing to "earn." This is compatible with modern brain science, for when we are free of need our brains become capable of being part of a socially complex society with self control and desiring to follow a passion, to develop the self as an individual and work for the benefit of others. Thus, this is chaos organised so intelligently that the order comes from the best parts of our human nature. In a good environment we are all good, not from external force but internal emotions and needs - that's when we have a lasting peace and thriving planet. If we imagine what we have now as a triangle, the most powerful at the top and the least at the bottom; this is flipping it over to have most service at the bottom and most vulnerable at the top. And this is done alongside making resource allocation both fair and separate from this system of service roles. We can still have a Queen, her role is to serve and protect, the same comes of other roles - true service, wise "chiefs" without ego, noble and self-sacrificing - real heroes.
Long ago, Europe was ruled by psychopathic monarchs and upper classes who brutalised and subdued the population. They murdered and killed with impunity in the name of the law and tax collection. The majority, the peasants, were ruled by fear. Later these same kings took legions of their subjugated populations, these broken people, and made them into armies that did the same thing to other nations - killed until the fear kept them controlled, then the law and taxes were applied to lock-in the same power-dominance model that had worked so well in Europe. Thus, the politico economic system that has centralised resources while others starve, that leaves the industrialised nations so baffled as they send "aid" to the stricken countries, isn't faulty - it was bad by design. It was designed by a psychopathic regime to bring control by brute force and keep it by fear - the education system being a critical part of it.
Today, the peoples of the industrialised countries want system change. They want a fair world where everyone gets to eat. The ordinary people always wanted peace and barely any of them ever even glimpsed truth through the propaganda and pomp. The answer to all of this is in all of our world faiths, it is the answer of love and cooperation instead of money and dominance. We need systems designed by the open hearted, and that's almost everyone in every nation. It's time to start over and make the peace we all need.
To promote peace, to prevent war, to bring societal health, we must reverse the artificial shortages of essential resources around the world. Food suppression must end, the technological advances that can bring an age of abundance must be developed for the benefit of the entire species in the spirit of cooperation and love.
"The intention to be loving and kind is what makes things work, emotional indifference always leads to bad places. And the brain trauma caused by not feeling loved in childhood leads to those fragile egos that seek power instead of to nurture and be compassionate to others. That same damage leads people to racism/sexism/religious tension because they seek a position that entitles them to a better sense of self, to gain an unearned sense of pride to dull the pain of feeling unloved. And so the solution to that tight circle of harm is to love the mother who can then love the child, and always to support fathers too. That's the road to a peaceful world and one we all need to embrace."
Whom we love, we must be prepared to protect; though I am not muslim, I love my muslim brothers and sisters in the same way I love all of humanity and I accept the responsibilities that love brings.
We solved war when we saw the simple flaws in our thinking. We thought religious tension was the cause and war, the spending on weapons, was a symptom, or result, of that tension. In reality, the war, the spending on weapons, the desire for power and money was the cause... and religious tension was the symptom. A doctor can never cure a patient if he is trying to fix a symptom, the patient will only become well after the cause is discovered. To find peace, to cure war, you must first properly diagnose the cause - money and power. So, soldiers of peace, ignore everything else except the trail of money and the power dynamics, because then solutions will become obvious.
These solutions will require new and creative thoughts and ways of being loving and kind, for the only way out of a tangled mess is a new thread, be brave enough to follow it into a new and better world.
In those days of the slow burning war, the one waged on all of humanity, they sought to overrun our emotional drivers with stories that tugged at the heart strings and yet also invoked fear. The heart was their hook and the fear was the line tied to a concrete weight. Our response was simple yet effective, "Focus only on the money trail, follow it as a faithful dog," and it led us to those who were the evil puppeteers, the demons of the death and carnage we see around the globe among all of our international kin. In truth, there is only good, noble dark and evil... and in the end, that was the real fight, one without any frontiers. The good and the noble dark were everywhere, so were the evil, but the evil were perhaps four percent of the global population, so... once we got that straight, with a united "good" and "noble dark" we saw friends everywhere and peace was a slam dunk.
We weren't going to get peace without some effort, there was work to be done. Gideon stood for the first time in so long, yet his resolve was absolute, "It is time for the rescue mission of the hungry and abandoned to begin. So let the children born of hero heart be the champions of the weary, let them take their strength and lift up the broken, for they are the ones who would lay down life and limb to do what is right. So take your army and give them the right to use the arms God gave them for what they are for, for love, for helping, for kindness and peace. For God loves the brave soul, the noble spirit and the one who protects. That's what love means and that is our faith."
Social health took a big jump when the cross-over advocacy groups began... groups of men dedicated to the health of women, groups of women dedicated to the health of men, faith groups supported or defended each other rather than themselves. It was when the rich formed groups dedicated to helping the poor, when the adults formed groups to promote play and sport for children. It was when the childless formed groups to support new parents and ensure their needs were met. It was a time when people learned anew how good it feels to support others instead of campaigning for the self. It brought feels of protectiveness and experience as a noble defender rather than exaggerating feelings of struggle and isolation - people started to feel loved and valued... it changed everything.
Peace came when we learnt that to give is to receive, that love will always show the way to something stable and beautiful. It came when the rich areas built the most amazing housing structures in the poorest areas, installed aquaponics with state of the art renewable energy technology to maintain them. It came when those traumatized populations had a chance to breathe and heal, to regain their culture and rebuild their families. We gave them the material things they needed, yet what we received was so much more - peace.
When did "brothers in arms" stop meaning a loving embrace? When did the value of an animal or plant become a monetary amount? If life isn't sacred, aren't we all scared underneath? I know I am. Yet we are all human, all born to love; so let's wage love on the world with the only arms God meant us to have. To me that's a holy war - open hearts, open minds and all the help we can give the needy. For a fraction of the cost of war we can end hunger, isn't that a good place to start? For when we bring the love that lives within us out into the world, we will know peace.
I believe that the marriage of two concepts has the roots of peace. The first is that debate is verbal war, that active listening and seeking to learn and understand is the way forward. The second is to know that concept is master and that language is only a crude tool of thought. If you look at a tree, a penguin or another human being and take all words for that organism from your mind and say "This is a ..." and let no word come, the result is amazing. We learn in that fraction of a second how much we don't know and the result is awe, like a baby. If we bring these two concepts together, to actively listen and to understand concepts - to know that words are just the way we explain our deep feelings and ideas - then we have a real chance of peace.
Peace is more that the absence of war. We leaned that after the troubles had ended. We learned that to live with love is the only way to achieve true peace. When all of your actions are guided by a love that is not tainted with self-serving motives and does not cause harm, you will find the nirvana your soul craves. We learned to accept our responsibilities for each other and to the living earth with gladness in our hearts. We no longer follow any religious scripture, but we call this love "God," because that is what we have come to believe. Love is God and He is love. It's so simple but when we were in ashes it lead us to salvation.
Peace is the subtle sea flowing calmly past without a ripple or a wave in sight. Peace is the forests quiet yet deadly yet rewarding and kind. Peace is the sun glowing insistently shining down like a beacon of hope and serenity. Peace is the relief from revealing a lie and the burden carried of your soldiers a bird flying away which is now free. Peace is truth. Peace is every days work finding comfort among jobs despite the tedious repetitiveness. All this is flexible. Is peace flexible?
The world needs less brothers in "arms" and more brothers in arms.
"We look forward to the time when the Power of Love will replace the Love of Power. Then will our world know the blessings of peace."
The South Pacific at daybreak was indeed a sight for sore eyes. The sun peeked above the horizon, causing red streaks to cut into the awakening sky. The sea was clothed in a million shimmering stars that twinkled whenever the next wave came. Blue; blue was everywhere, it covered the ocean’s surface and, skipping the sunrise, traveled up into the sky for as far as the eye could see. In the middle of the ocean sat a little boat, out of place in the endless blue, like a black blotch on an artist’s blue canvas. It had three small sails and a little cabin in the center of its wooden deck; a steel rail ran around the edge of the deck. A girl stood at the rail, gripping it with both hands while she closed her eyes and tilted her head back to catch the sun’s emerging warmth. Her auburn hair flowed free around her face, and a slight smile curved her lips. She had the appearance of someone completely at peace, without a care in the world.
The shadows of the forest threw a lasso of choking whispers around my neck. The words changed to living form. These whispered words became violent and angry. The words pulled tighter around my neck until I struggled to breathe. The dark whisper turned into a scream, “This is it! This is it.” I ran faster and faster, but the words kept pace. I tripped on a broken limb, and tumbled forward for seven or eight feet. When I got up, my left knee was twisted. I hobbled as quickly as I could through the opening and onto the open field. Out of the woods, the darkness gave way to warn, bright sunlight. Like Dorothy in "The Wizard of Oz," the scene morphed from black and white to full color. I could breathe. The choking words were not allowed beyond the forest opening. I observed them waiting at the forest entrance, daring me to return. That happens every time I walk through there. Why do I ever go there? One day, I believe peace will come to that dark forest. I want to walk in that peace. It was not today. Maybe tomorrow...