Personal Post – “A Weight upon a Blogger’s Soul” – 6/28/2021

“Whoever saves one life, saves the entire world.”

– Oskar Schindler

Once in a time of my life, I rescued someone from the brink of their disaster. Maintaining consistent contact, I constantly worried. I unendingly concerned over their well-being.

Hong Kong was finding itself in ruin, at a slow crawl to that point.

Mainland China was soon to annex it.

Before Hell had consumed the city, I pulled this person free. Before a framing to a crime would have put this person behind bars for 4 years, I set them loose.

Once in a time for both of our lives, the both of us found purpose in each other. Though, the dangers kept coming.

The same country that annexed Hong Kong has been supposedly responsible for a pandemic.

However, I am one to believe that our love for each other became our greatest vulnerability.

Not Hong Kong’s annexation. Not China. Not a pandemic. Our love.

To them, I have written a number of poems that draws close to 2,000, in total.

I saved their life. I kept them from a fate worse than death. I could have turned away. I could have pulled back, to save my own skin.

Though, I was ready to brand myself a murderer if I had failed.

Virus Talk – “A Lockdown is not the Answer” – 11/8/2020

“What leader is such, when their goal is not upon the future, though upon the passing moments? Their aim, in that sense, would be to freeze everyone in place, so that the future receives more anxiety than does the moment.”

– Modern Romanticism

Whatever fool believes one should “live for the moment”, pertaining to a lockdown, that strips us of clear vision to the future, has sold their soul for a politician’s foresight.

“Living for the moment” is one of the most obsolete mindsets, of the current day. It is the same as possessing a limited attention span, being the exact implication towards destroyed marriages. For what we cannot pay attention to, being of objective importance over anything else, makes us lose what was best.

In this manner, we should pay attention to the future, for we might learn something of our mistakes, at present.

It is always a person who commits error, in the now, so that the future can become a better focus, with wisdom attached. We are not so certain of anything until we can foresee it. Yet, if a leader, playing the role of a “politician”, does not possess the foresight and clarity enough to comprehend the consequences of a certain mistake, then they have not been paying attention. It is as simple as that. Learn from the moment, so that one’s focus on the future is as clear as the next day.

But, a lockdown? What manner of idiot believes that for the sake of the “moment”, we should believe things can be beneficial? It is the same as stalling the development, stalling trust, and stalling clarity into what inevitably will take place. For when we focus solely on the short-term, the long-term becomes unclear. We are blinded to the future, making the travesties of the current time, become the future. It becomes the future, making all manner of sickness as eternal in its lasting.

To the true leader, allowing people their freedom, means to allow them to choose between life or death. If a pandemic is afoot, then what occurred to the idea of “The strongest will prevail”? If the world shows signs of its collapse, then why place more weight on it? If we are not moving, then we can only be pressed further into the ground, by standing on each other, “in the moment”.

Allow death to be the consequence of idiocy, while actual leadership comprehends what the future will bring.

Quote – “To Debunk the Collective” – 7/24/2020

“Love is the emotion intended to create wholeness (oneness) from the collective. A collective, in such a sense, is only a mere fragmented whole, being of beauty or life. Hatred would look upon the collective, and keep it as is, for it would know it to be weak.

If the Communist sides with the collective, of their regime, it is they who will resent the individual, enough to prevent the building of a whole. They’d do so, in deconstructing a population’s morale, their homes, their livelihood, in the division of wealth. A collective is the division. A collective is not a whole. An individual is a whole. An individual is the single bullet meant to destroy the regime that manipulates the pieces, being the collective.

Why would the individual fight the seeds, when it can cut the stem? Why would a Communist fight the stem when it can cut the roots?

Fear is thus the foundation to life. Beauty is a collective, broken, until love makes it whole, being from the individual.”

– Modern Romanticism