We’re all drunks; whether dry or wet, we saturate ourselves with whatever drink suits us. We make allowances, contrive excuses, contend logic and sustain our positions, no matter the preferred foundational premise upon which our pendulum swings. We do whatever it takes to make our case, the one, which is right. It makes little difference whether we are for something or against it, the befallen judgment will critically veer away from us onto the other who is so much more to blame. He is the one in the wrong. He is the one who knows better. He is the one who causes harm in his household while we remain blameless.
Why must we find fault? Why do we choke the life out of the other person with our condescending attitudes and deprecating opinions? When did we get so ‘high and mighty’ that our putrid feces ceased to stink? Pray tell me, when were we appointed to sit in the judgment seat of another? Is it not written to pluck (smote) the beam from your eye before trying to remove the plank from your brother’s? (Paraphrased) And, yet we continue on; as if it’s our sovereign duty to do so. We take some sort of smug pleasure in casting a dishonored verdict upon the other. It makes us feel good. Or, at least, that’s what we think when we are babbling on slandering, gossiping and casting smut like flouring chicken to fry.
Little do we realize at the time, but casting so much aversion on another depletes us, drains and debilitates our energy. We lose a little more of ourselves each time we discount or discredit someone else. But, we babble on, as if, our lives depended on showering bad news and ill credits about the one who “does so wrong” and “simply won’t change.” If we could but see the maggot laden filth falling from our lips as we stalk so desperately for cherished support from all of those who are in ear shot of our disseminating verbose rants. We smile a little broader and talk a little louder when we see we’ve hit a home run of agreement with the others. Our backs straighten, our feet dig into the floor as we gear up for another round of derogatory insult. We nod to ourselves in affirmation that what we’ve spoken, once again, is the holy law of god and everyone needs to know it, one more time!
A drunk is a drunk is a drunk; not one bit of difference between the alcohol inebriated man who slurs his words and the one who elongates his words of defamation, cold sober. Both are unbalanced and out of order. But, at least the intoxicated drunk has a verifiable reason for acting so blatantly obnoxious and stupid. The dry drunk, on the other hand, is simply unconscious for what he is saying and moreover plain ass mean! That is not to say that alcoholics can’t be mean, some of them, are downright mean and abusive, too. Yet, he’ll sober up eventually and sometimes feel sorry for how he acted. (Not that I’m into singing a song and dance of “sorry’) nothing but ego inflated gestures of the worst kind, but a dry drunk never sees the error of his ways.
We are all in this world together; stumbling around, bumping into each other, falling down, staggering and swaying in and out of difficult and embarrassing situations not having a decent clue why we are here in the first place; what we are doing while we breathe, or how, when, why and for what reason we ever lived through what we did and then, “just like that” die, without warning or settlement. Seems pretty imperfect from this side of the veil, with the best of answers offered from scientific to religious; so, why on earth do we battle, condemn, and denounce others who are simply trying to find their way through the mystical maze, as well?
They, like us, are doing all they can do to find their way, too. They don’t have any more solutions than we do and certainly not enough to guide them through the formidable maze without us having subjected them to our colored ways and means of thinking based on fear and ignorance. On some level; everyone is afraid. And, fear continues to be the only other human emotion besides love. It is written in the ancient scriptures that;”Perfect love casts out all fear.” (Paraphrased) Are we giving love when we are accusing, condemning, and ridiculing others? NOPE!
We don’t have to conduct ourselves like that. We can be more understanding. We need not continue with a brute like intolerance of others and their choice of crutches. We are all trying to survive. Once we are convinced we are not going to be swallowed up by failure, loss, disappointment, and devastation, we begin to open our minds a little more to allow others the same right to ‘work out their salvation’ in whatever ways and means set before them. We have none been appointed the awesome task of making clean the other. How dare we assume we are any less clean? I mean really, give me a break.
We KNOW what we are capable of and one fitful afternoon spent with us, ‘when things haven’t gone our way’ will certainly prove it. Life remains the incalculable course of our innermost derisions and devotion. Coming from the same vulnerable place, will we find our precocious way to remove faltering and fallacy. But, we cannot do it for another! We are not supposed to. Nor can we gauge their progress any more than we can judge our own.
Letting go of an inappropriate, unproductive and destructive way of life requires ‘something’ we are not given access to know. With all of the good intentions, the supposed help disappears into a void of frustration and fickleness. Unless it is time for the season to change for/in around the person, including ourselves, nothing’s going to happen! “People don’t change; seasons do.” (MODE of Cosmic Therapy © 1989) What does that mean, exactly? It means we come into this life with a precariously ruthless curious soul who seeks adventure by and through unlived experiences. We cannot predict, preclude, postpone and process their inherent implications. To do so complicates the journey and outcome even more.
Jesus’ words upon the cross apply to all of us as we walk: “Father forgive them for they not what they do.” We are in a vacuum of celebrated light which is a mindfully celestial process of venerated habitual life. ALL, of us, not some; of us! The human process involves unloading patterns, habits, and difficult ways of communicating and perceiving life when and how our particular situation prescribes. Habits are not easy to dispose of! But, the irritating habit of thinking we have to change another before and IF we could change ourselves is simply ludicrous.
We all possess memory. We are governed by it unconsciously. We reinforce the memory of our habits each day we repeat the same manner of behavior. The disposal of ingrained memory is difficult but not impossible. However, when the light of awareness is opened, then and only then does the habitual drunken states dissolve. Carrying unnecessary weight (emotional or physical) makes for a heavy trip through this life. The incredible magical act of ‘not accumulating’ is in fact the greatest accomplishment that can be hoped to attain. What good are our ideas of how to improve another’s lot? What are we really saying about him and us? Think about it! What viable purpose does a memory serve, anyway? Be present, be free, and be unencumbered by the false associations and attachments to the ideas of improving our situation, now or ever. This is as good as it gets!