This morning I read some really good articles on Lew Rockwell that seemed to espouse the same theme albeit from vastly different perspectives. That theme was ‘melancholy’. The Art of Wishing! To go back in time and remove the pain that was inflicted or the war that barrels thru your brain like a train wreck on the wrong track or the assault that changed who you are forever. Melancholy. What it isn’t; pessimism, depression, anxiety, fear, or anger. It is a place where the heart meets the brain and compassion and empathy is born –
I was reading that the latest, newest, bravado is that Neanderthals were made extinct because humans gave them disease. Then we ate them. Seriously. This is brought to you by ‘expert scientists’ who write without any knowledge, evidence, or reality but need to give worth to themselves as scientists. Knowing they know virtually – NOTHING. And spent decades of their lives to know nothing.
Given that multiple species have co-existed, according to expert scientists, since the beginning of time – expert guess 300 billion years ago – why would we thus believe humans are the only surviving species? Perhaps multiple species exist and their differences are what create the deviances in society as everyone pretends we are all – HUMAN. The common query, “How do you fix this kind of CHAOS?” Which inevitably focuses on black people doing really cruel shiitake.
Maybe they are a different species.
Then there was the nugget: The Jewish Bolsheviks assassinated/genocided millions upon millions of Russians and Chinese 100+ years ago without a shred of ‘compassion’ or melancholy. These same Bolsheviks are repeating this internal deviance in Gaza and yet, no one is allowed to make the connection. A species of deviants. So grifted that they can shape-shift entire countries to feel sorry for them while they annihilate an entire race of humans.
That’s melancholy.
Israel has declared they will cleanse Gaza, Palestine, etc… of all peoples. They will cease to exist forever. Their crime? They have none. Children? They are terrorists. And God supports this massacre – with Biblical contexts that were rewritten by Jewish Scribes in the 16th century. The Word. The Word of God was erased. Melancholy. For the grievances of a world grafted by Zionist beings who no longer appear ‘Human’.
That’s melancholy.
A ptsd that is now a part of our collective souls. Because we couldn’t save them. Because their torture was so vast so pronounced so vivid – by a species that cannot possibly be ascribed as ‘human’. And ignored.
I must interject into this melancholy that today – it is absolutely perfect weatherwise; beautiful deep azure blue, large cumulus clouds, Spring foliage popping, and a warm 62’. Perspective: Two days ago – we had snow. It is this that keeps me sane I think. Going outside and walking with my dog. Allowing only what is God’s creation – nothing else. A serenity envelops me.
Melancholy. We all have our moments. But Lew Rockwell chose to reveal a shared moment that was quite beautiful. No one was dissing or demeaning or deriding or shaming – they simply spoke from their hearts – and it was PERFECT! Oddly, separately, there were a number of other emails of shared melancholy this morning – a serendipity moment. That made me take notice.
One such email came from Celia who was having a melancholy ptsd moment. I follow her blog/articles. I enjoy reading her mantras…! She was very open about how this ptsd entity lingers. But you don’t really know much of anything about the person whose writings – you read. I’ve always used the phrase with my kids when they had friend problems: “Everyone has a story”. So they learned early.
Unfortunately, there are bad people. I don’t care if your mama slapped you or your daddy disappeared or if your dad was a Sargeant. You have the power over your self. You and each of the YOU’S! This Victimhood mentality needs to go the way of popsicles and cuddly dolls. Grow Some. We don’t pander to the Scotsmen! Why should we to anyone else? Man UP!
Melancholy. Gosh, I have melancholy all the time over various film scripts that flash before my eyes 24/7. A Face – Do I know you? Hundreds.
Sometimes – we can become so self inverted – as in the “Holocaust memememe” – that we fail to be – HUMAN. EMBRACE.