A Human Experence

    The land that stretches across the west this country has touched me. From Santa Cruz to LA to Mora, New Mexico to Paonia, Colorado I drove and saw and listened and stood and gazed and felt the contours of this country pulsing threw my veins. This is my country. The faces of motor-homers and farmers and bikers and miners, hippies and rednecks and grandparents and children, eccentrics and ordinaries�the faces of Americans passed threw my windshield and into my heart. People, in all their good and bad, strange and straight, excessive and deprived ways, touched my heart. They are American, as I, but as I journeyed I felt something new settling into me, something that tells me beyond any doubt that we are all human animals, I am, you are, the ones the US drops bombs on are, as are the ones the US ignores or abandons, and so are the ones we hug at night and the ones we work next to and the ones who sleep on the street or on the penthouse floor. We are all human animals. As I drove along a little road, on this little spinning rural section of our universe I came to the understanding that I am an American by birth place but I am human by birth.

 RED

He saw lines of broken connections, he saw the sea, he saw individuals gathered in their little tiny boxes, he saw humanity�he saw animals, with red blood pumping threw their hearts.

The red banner of humanities blood pumping as an individual trickle, as a fingered stream, as a potential river�to the sea. And he cast that which is not light upon their eyes that they may know what light is and how see it�how to see the light that leads to the red sea of humanity�the sea of unity.

What she saw as a point of connection reveling the end of suffering, the crowd before her saw as an uncrossable boundary creating the conflicts of dualities separation. She saw the blood flowing between them and the color was red and she spoke the word in the silence of bewilderment so all would know what silence is and how to hear it.

How to hear the silence threw which the truth of  blood speaks�human blood�passed on as life, in love, with birth�in union.

The color Red

The color of humanity

The color of unity

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