Mine is the only mind I can change. My slant the only one I can lay claim to, my problem the only one I can solve. Everything outside I can only adapt my attitude toward.
And yet, I so want to scream at people - which of course never works. I want to make the racists and unthinking knee-jerkers be smart and thoughtful. But of course, happy in their little reality, they are immobile to reason.
Not to mention that I don't really believe in the virtues of politics or politicians of any stripe. None are really on the side of the angels, assuming there are any angels to be on the side of. Oh, I want the more liberal side to have a chance, seems better than the small minded reactionaries with evangelically irrational thinking. I know just how much of both sides is simply the manipulations of the media. I have no idealism for elections.
I have to stick with what I can touch with my own hands. Love the people near me. Take care of my patients as I would those I love. Write to the score of folks who come here to read. Have opted for the early voting, so my bit is done, as much as I have power. One molecule, one grain.
Hug D, play with Moby, do my exercises.
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you have done your bit... lets hope the others do too
You do what you can do.
I have to stick with what I can touch with my own hands. Love the people near me. Take care of my patients as I would those I love. Write to the score of folks who come here to read. Have opted for the early voting, so my bit is done, as much as I have power. One molecule, one grain.
Yes. Yes. Yes. The older I get the more I realise how true this is. Makes things simpler. Thanks for putting it into words.
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