A long, long time ago, when I was in my early teens and just awakening to social networking, to use a modern phrase, I remember encountering a certain nit-picking, insincere argumentativeness in some people around me.
I watched other people of my age choose to engage in that way of being. I watched as they were socialized and became what I thought of at that age as “nit-pickers” themselves. Abandoning any desire to actually solve a problem, they seemed to enjoy endlessly obstructing issues. They became better at it, smoother, even humorous. And they were rewarded with position, wealth, and honors.
I recall being very much repelled by that type of personality and I resolved at the time not to allow myself to become a part of that scene. There began a long journey into self-imposed exile, away from friends, colleagues, and community, one that is only ending now.
At the time I put it down to spiritual tendencies, because I was also aware that I resonated with movies like The Ten Commandments and Ben Hur. For the rest of my life, I followed a pattern of expectantly involving myself in certain scenes – youth groups, student politics – rising to a certain level and then abandoning them in despair, saying “not this,” “not this,” not this.” All seemed satisfied with mere argumentativeness.
Gradually the hope of finding people who valued what I did faded away and I simply saw myself as a loner, a hermit.
At that time, none of this made sense to me. All I knew was that I had very little draw towards my ethnic, religious, or political community.
In recent years, with the discovery of what times we’re in (the end times) and what the job is (Ascension) and in fact who I may turn out to be in the matter (a Starseed), a lot more seems clearer to me.
Watching the U.N. coverage today to the extent I could, I found myself understanding that that whole way of being that the people arguing were pursuing will never have me and was never meant to.
I feel no more inclined today than I did then to engage in endless, fruitless arguments. But nowadays I see what I’m holding myself back for, and know it in phrases like “a world that works for everyone,” “unitive consciousness,” and “love and light.” I now see that what I’m holding myself back for has a chance to become a reality.
There seems to be a tug of war happening today and “my side” seems to have an increasingly larger number of people on it. Perhaps it’s the same for you. On one side are people who are content to go on arguing and scoring points and looking clever. And on the other side are people who genuinely want peace and harmony and security.
No, I’m not very knowledgable about the issues people are arguing about and I probably never will be. But I’m willing to go on building a world that works for everyone and those who drop their argumentativeness and obstructionism are welcome to join me.
There is no future in the “us against them” bickering that so characterizes relations in the Middle East. And soon it will subside and disappear from Earth. And when it does, everything I’ve valued and worked for (and perhaps you’ve valued and worked for) will be waiting to receive the refugees from futility.
This world was made to work. It was made to be united. It was made to run on love and light, not the more common social wants of money, sex and power. Only now, after a long, long night of darkness, is that becoming a reality. But I’m happy I hung back, even if it seems an eternity. I can see the dawning of that New World and it was worth the wait. It is everything I hoped for and I’m quite convinced it will be so for everyone else, no matter what their former choices and ancient history.