As shots rang out in schools, I listened. I heard Politics, but time moved on. Another school attacked, why? Why were the children attacking one another. I had not been to school for years, but was busy studying adult subjects of life, health and the optimum brain. Then in 2015, this story of children being shot in school. Not just one, but children in large numbers being snuffed out by children. I started speaking about I love you. What had happened to the Great “I am.” Then apparently when I called out for those who believed in Love, I was having an affair. A political attack. My rape as a child being used Politically. My family history used against me Politically. Why? So I listened and responded. #Metoo, #young women being sold for sex, I responded, and responded for nine years. I watched more shooting, more lives taken that I ever thought I would see. But what about the children shot? Children marched for their lives, wars started, children used as targets for killing. Russia attacked Ukraine, Trump and Republicans tried a coup, Media claiming it’s own stories, Palestine attacking Israel, and words and ideologues took the stage. But what about the children who died in schools shooting each other? Music spoke of Love. The Catholic Church spoke of Love. The First Nations looked for burial grounds of their own children lost to dialogues, Acadians talked of history. Metis talked of history. Blacks fought back because of history. But what about the guns? Who shot the Sheriff was addressed, but who shot the children not ever really addressed. It was walked over with egos. I kept saying, Bless the child…and people would show their own children.
I wrote of the genome project, we were attacked by a biological virus that attacked our biology, because it is not only me that is a homo sapien, it is the child who lost it’s life. The Great Economical run. The children are the dependent biological organisms. It seems in nine years the children got lost in amidst all the crime. I explained Faith, Spirit, and everyone started fighting over dogma, the ideologues, but who shot the Children and why? I wrote of Nietzsche and said, God is dead. No one listened. Where is the Great “I am” Where is the right of that child that lays in the darkness? Where is their potentiality? You cannot be my Father. Spirituality is not the supernatural. It is the Family, the Value of 1 individual, the Value of potentiality the Value of the “One” The hybrid. The Great “I” It is not Science that Valued life, it is not religion that Valued life, and I reject anyone’s ideologue who did not and does not Value life. Love is oxytocin, serotonin, dopamine and glutamate. The biochemistry of life, not death, war, hate, hacking, using people for your own need for attention.
Potentiality lost in the great sea of Egos. We honour the adult, but where is the child? Potentiality of the Great “I am.”
Written by Carolyn d Hogarth Canada
What if no one cared but for self.
You saw, you learned, and you listened. the Great “I am”
You cannot walk all over me. You abused the word God so badly, and along with the ideologues, I reject all ego’s. Does borderline personality and Narcissism go hand in hand? Along with the need to destroy democracy, the potentiality of the child. Is your need for love and attention greater than the need to bless the child. Is your need to be right more than the potential to allow life of the child? Your money is the easy way out and your need to walk over, “God Bless the Child.” You cannot be my Father. “I am has no more potential.” You shot me.
