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Give us walls a break!

Intelligent walls, angry walls, watching.

By Novel AllenPublished about a year ago Updated about a year ago 3 min read
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If walls could talk and attend your universities, sit at a desk in your revered classes and learn your human ways of education. I would tell you to get out, run. Run far and backpack through the valleys and hills of life. Don't waste your years sitting around. Go breathe fresh air, soak in the God (whatever you conceive it to be) given sunshine and walk between the raindrops teeming and abounding; being; everywhere in your earthly sphere.

There is so much truth in the phrase, one step forward, yet one step backward. You keep advancing in your technology, but there is a gaping retreat in the advancement of human kindness and understanding. That which makes you all doomed to repeat the mistakes of the past over and over again.

It is precisely this infernal sitting around on rounded backsides which gets you seated at this desked classroom in the first place. Nature endowed you with the miracles of life contained within her symbols, trees, medicinal plants and fruits. The seasons control the flow of life, the stars and planets give you clues to the universe. The earth tells you how to harness the Natural foods within her vines and roots that will sustain you forever. But what do you do. You destroy the natural in order to chemically manufacture the unnatural and then you taint the whole, making everything unwholesome.

Thus arises the need for specialists for this, that and the other ailments that plague your bodies and contaminate your minds. Thus humans end up in colleges and universities, learning, studying how to cure the diseases that they themselves created upon themselves. The answers are all out there in nature. Had you not eradicated the learned simple original peoples who lived and thrived off the land, you would not be plagued with these illnesses which are mostly incurable. They could have taught you the ways of simple natural survival forms amidst the plants and trees of the earth. Many would be healthy and not be in need of constant chemical remedies to keep them alive. But, the all mighty greed always takes precedence over common sense and wisdom.

You build walls to keep you in. Walls which would not be needed if you adhered to the principle of taking from nature and earth, only that which is required. But, as humans go; greed and avarice, selfishness and unkindness leads you down the road of pain, agony, anarchy and suffering. Humans, I say over and over; never learn.

So we walls shield you, protect you, and stand firm, even when the emotions overwhelm us, and WE want to run and hide. Those are the times when we want nothing to do with you. Yet we have no choice, it is what we were made for, our lot in life. Silly, stubborn, pretentious, egotistical, smug, uncaring, narcissistic and cruel humans. Our only balm is the knowledge that there are still the fractional few who try their best every day to enact change and lobby for the betterment of your planet.

I invite you to walk away from my walls for a trek on the wild side of nature. Walk deep into a beautiful forest, and listen. Close your eyes and really listen.

Tell me what you hear!

Do you hear nature? The simple, the ordinary: birds, bugs, the songs of simple beings who we ignore, who defy gravity every single day. The normal and commonplace who defy the odds every day and survive, that is natural. You all say that you can't defy gravity, yet the air exists right there above your heads. You stick needles into your bodies every day, Acupuncture, Aromatherapy, Accupressure, Ear candles, Infrared light therapy.

The real, real that kept you alive has been lost, you started poisoning the air, the land and your bodies. The real wisdom that people have gathered for thousands of years, has been lost in your quest for riches and glory.The world lost it's sanity a long time ago. The few who still fight for sanity are deemed crazy. Those few who are able to still find truth will always be treated as outcasts.

Emerson says, 'Its not length of life, but depth of life' that matters.

"It is the secret of the world that all things subsist, and do not die, but retire a little from sight, and then afterwards, return again"

Humans can decide to restart and restore the world. Much like an hourglass.

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Novel Allen

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