How about we go in reverse? Stop the progress and see life digress. Why do we always have to move forward?
Look backward, see the scenery unfold, unfold the scrolls and see the way our forefathers thought.
Where does it derive?
Look deep, shapes form; look at the microbes, they compete as they reproduce. Killing, breeding, bleeding to no end. Energy has no end. Energy is never removed but transferred. But we can engender energy from a previous form. Dig up the deaths and serve those in need.
Need is heavy now. No weapon can solve it. No muscle can lift it. No hand can heal it. The need appears within each interaction we have. The Need is hidden, naked and undiscovered. I will address that need here.
The Need can be seen through myriad stories. Marginalization is the problem, but we mustn’t focus wholly on that, we can address the Need con-currently. The Need is people! When we address the Need, we empower to address the problem, but how do we convey the Need to the Need to consciously know the problem?
We must re-design space. To change the cultural habits. Start simple.
We arrive at dinner. We eat. Where does the food come from? From the store, where the restaurant bought it. What if we didn’t have to pay for that food? What if we paid what we could, when we could? And how much we wish?
What end does this accomplish? Those who have will give, those who don’t, won’t. But what it can teach us is about the choices we we make each day and how they define us.
What if we took the power and put it in the Need’s hands to decide what’s best for society? What if we erased the market and empowered the Need to make choices that they believe are natural and meant to be. They’re told it’s the good way. It’s the only way given though.
How about an alternative? Offer another way to interact. Give them a way to say “Do I need it?”
Think different. Help others think different. Empower them to decide. Empower the Need to help others think different. Spontaneous acts of kindness. To give.
Where have we gone?
Here it’s safe. What makes a place unsafe? Usually not animals, so humans right? Yes and no. But I believe the Need suffers from the Everywhere’s cultural fallings. The Everywhere does hold so much beauty but as in Gothenburg, it is also being killed. But the Everywhere does not take the blows. The Need takes them and suffers the hurt. The Everywhere merely relays the harm to the Need, setting traps for others to be like the Need.
Arriving in Berlin yesterday could not have been smoother. I arrived in the late afternoon, choosing to make it to the Jewish History Museum after checking into the hostel. The museum was truly inspiring. One of the rooms housed the paintings of an artist named Fritta.
Fritta had been forced to live in a ghetto in Northern Poland. He lived there with his wife and son, Tommy. He was part of a group of artists that created propaganda for the Nazis that aimed to shed the Jewish Ghettos in a positive light. This was, of course, not the case however. The Ghettos, as seen in a gallery of hidden paintings that the museum was exhibiting, were anything but positive for the Jews. His cartoonish paintings showed the terrible decay and despair in his fellow Jewish comrades. Late in 1943, Fritta’s basement, where he stored his personal paintings, was discovered by Nazi officers. Fritta, his colleague Leo, and Fritta’s wife were arrested. His son, Tommy, only a toddler at the time, was fortunately not taken.
Before being forced to leave his work space, Fritta was able to bring and conceal a gift he had made for his son. Uncertain of the destination or what would happen next, he only hoped that he would give the gift to his son after his return from wherever he was going.
He was ultimately sent to Auschwitz. Like most Jews of the time, he had next to no knowledge of Auschwitz. Unknowing if he would ever return home to see his son, Fritta became ill. Knowing his time was limited, he passed along the book to his friend, Leo to hold. Fritta would eventually die of exhaustion at Auschwitz as did his wife.
But in 1945 when the Soviets repelled the Germans back, there was hope. They would take occupy Auschwitz and free it’s prisoners. Leo was one of them. Upon return to his home, he still had a mission. He would find Tommy, still alive and living in a safe house for children. Leo then gave the gift, that had travelled through a lifetime of war and ended in the hands it was made for.
The gift was a book of paintings of Tommy that Fritta had created throughout Tommy’s life. Unlike his other work, it showed the light, hope, and fears that filled Fritta’s personal life.
It showed me something profound. That although we all may struggle through tough times, what is important is to hold on to the Love.
The Love is what we live for. The ultimate receiver, the Love will grow and glow as we invest in it. Fritta’s investment in the Love has inspired me to continue own my own journey of investment into the Love.
My investment in the Love is deep. My duty as Balaga is to help open the eyes of those around me. Bring them perspective. You are not alone. Life goes on. What’s the worst that can happen?
As we all continue forward we must remember one immutable thing. We are here for each other. Americans for Jews. Africans for Americans. National boundaries may separate us physically, but we all beat the same heart.
We must be there for others, regardless of what the Everywhere says. We must be strong and protect the Need and save the Need. Open your heart.