The real damage is done by those millions who want to 'survive.' The honest....

  
The real damage is done by those millions who want to 'survive.' The honest... men who just want to be left in peace. Those who don’t want their little lives disturbed by anything bigger than themselves. Those with no sides and no causes. Those who won’t take measure of their own strength, for fear of antagonizing their own weakness. Those who don’t like to make waves—or enemies. Those for whom freedom, honour, truth, and principles are only literature. Those who live small, mate small, die small. It’s the reductionist approach to life: if you keep it small, you’ll keep it under control. If you don’t make any noise, the bogeyman won’t find you. But it’s all an illusion, because they die too, those people who roll up their spirits into tiny little balls so as to be safe. Safe?! From what? Life is always on the edge of death; narrow streets lead to the same place as wide avenues, and a little candle burns itself out just like a flaming torch does. I choose my own way to burn.

Ignite Soul log April 27th. The forest for the trees James has been missing. Meditating this morning on LSGIA being helped.

Frustrated is James that his metrics LSGIA being are stag not at about 7.5. Horribly frustrated? No. But frustrated? Yes. And glad of it. No frustration, no potential for growth.

So on the regenerative downhill Glide this morning which takes a little over an hour, speed limited so this the batteries are not overcharged by charging too quickly, James took to meditating on LSGIA being, his first part of his  prayer, not our Father, LSGIA being. Which as he has written and said is a better descriptive of what the great soul throughout history have meant by God, Or father. LSGIA Being.

Well, this brief meditation not unlike one that I have done in the past regularly, very predictable Lee brought to mind iconic LSGIA beings. Not that there have been a whole lot of them, there have been at most one in a million, and maybe one in a billion.

Not a long meditation nor an attempt to be exhaustive.

Three came to mind. The man Jesus. Sophie Scholl of the white rose Nazi resistance, and Franz Jegerstatter, a ref user of the Nazi war machine, he in Austrian, knowing that it meant rapid execution which indeed it did.

and a important insight came this morning. How James, and we more Broadway, miss the forest for the trees. The most important point, the most important character of these individuals and those like them, is not what they did, but what they were. They were ls beings. They were bits of creator. They were children of creator. And they were joy, the joy of creator and creation. Every breath. Certain of that I am. They could not anymore, would not anymore, throw off this nature to save their lives and avoid torture, then they would commit suicide. Because that would be for them what they would experience a suicide. Death of their very nature which they cherished. In themselves and others.

Does this matter? Who knows? Who knows they are LSGIA being? Not two in a billion. Who cares? Not 3 in a billion.

But those three in a billion do. James does. Jesus did. The gate is narrow few will enter in he said. And he loved, he lived for, giving a chance to those one in a billion. And had he not, had not, those two or three and a billion would have been lost. But they were saved by the likes of these. What a wonderful thing.

Yes, near all ignore the truth. The followers almost without exception use them as props.

***** WOW. Sophie Scholl, Nazi Resiter, Executed (DETAIL): “The real damage is done by those millions who want to 'survive.' The honest men who just want to be left in peace. Those who don’t want their little lives disturbed by anything bigger than themselves. Those with no sides and no causes. Those who won’t take measure of their own strength, for fear of antagonizing their own weakness. Those who don’t like to make waves—or enemies. Those for whom freedom, honour, truth, and principles are only literature... (MORE)

Eric C. Anderson

“The real damage is done by those millions who want to 'survive.' The honest men who just want to be left in peace. Those who don’t want their little lives disturbed by anything bigger than themselves. Those with no sides and no causes. Those who won’t take measure of their own strength, for fear of antagonizing their own weakness. Those who don’t like to make waves—or enemies. Those for whom freedom, honour, truth, and principles are only literature.

Those who live small, mate small, die small. It’s the reductionist approach to life: if you keep it small, you’ll keep it under control. If you don’t make any noise, the bogeyman won’t find you. But it’s all an illusion, because they die too, those people who roll up their spirits into tiny little balls so as to be safe. Safe?! From what? Life is always on the edge of death; narrow streets lead to the same place as wide avenues, and a little candle burns itself out just like a flaming torch does. I choose my own way to burn.” - Sophie Scholl