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The duty of all humanity

I know that as humans we have many responsibilities.   We need to work to make a living, take care of our families, pay our bills, take care of our possessions, educate ourselves, honor nature and the earth and give back to our communities.

But I believe our number one priority, our main duty, is to be kind to our fellow man, to take care of other humans, to exercise love and mercy, compassion and empathy, and do all we can to make this world a better place for all humanity.  We only live once and we only have a short time to take care of each other before we die so let’s make the most of it.

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Humans thrive on contact but society discourages it.

We as humans thrive on contact.  We are made inside another human.  We kiss and hug before we can even walk or speak.  We are warm blooded creatures and write songs, books and movies about love between humans.  And yet our society discourages contact.  Our society wants us to have virtual friends, connect via media instead of through touch and so many of our children now are being born Autistic.  These poor souls shun as much contact as possible.  What a shame.

For those who prefer texting over a phone call to hear another human’s voice, who prefer video games over physical sports or interacting with humans in person, for those who prefer as little contact as possible with other humans, they have sadly become anything but human.  We are made for contact with other humans and need to do so, for our physical, mental and emotional well being.  Otherwise, we become aliens on our own planet.

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Words copyright 2016 by E.J. Edwards.

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The Void

When someone dies, no matter how extended their extended family or how round their circle of friends, or how few, if any, they have of friends or family, there is always a void.  Death is a void and leaves a void no matter what the nature of the person who dies.  What can fill that void?  Can anything?  Can anyone?  No matter what people say after someone dies, no matter what customs they continue, what piece of furniture they sit on, what phrase they utter or what situation they recall, they will always bump into that void, like a great bubble preventing things to ever be the same.  The void is like the unwanted guest, the friend that comes to dinner uninvited, the rain on the picnic, the dog that just wont’ stop barking in the middle of the night.  We can pretend it’s not there, smile and shrug it off.  We can avoid certain places and situations, even seasons and people, but that void will always hang over us, lurking, the same way that death does around every corner for everyone.  The void is as unavoidable as…death.

And so we deny, we rage, we grieve, but that void can never and will never be filled.  It is the black hole in our earthly existence.  It is the cosmos come down to invade our minute lives.  But the void will always remind us that life is short because we are all mortal.  It will always shake us and force us to smile, love, appreciate, be grateful and make every moment count as if it were our last, because it could be our last.  We all die.  We just don’t know when.  We all leave a void, we just never know how big and for how many.  Can any of us really know how many lives we’ve touched.  We know family and friends but do we know all the strangers we have changed forever?  All the kind words and gestures, the charity and smiles, the door held, the hello, the thank you, the “you were here first” that make a life difference for people we may never see again?  We don’t, but that is the beauty of life.  That is the wonder of the miracle of life that can never be erased by the void of death.

It is almost inconceivable to imagine a face, to see it before us, a face that had once spoke to us and us to it.  A face that once laughed and spoke our name is now deadly silent.  A body and life that was full of energy and electricity, that spoke its mind and was always honest, if not blunt, but always true.  How can that face, that body, that life, just cease to be?  It is all part of the human condition.  It is the tragedy and inevitability of death that keeps our heart pumping and the thought of the void never far from our minds.  As long as we know we could die at any second, our mind and heart will strive to live to the fullest and not ever give up; to keep hoping, dreaming, loving, making memories, taking chances, lunging for opportunities because we know the void is always there, waiting to take us, to end us, so we must strive to thwart it with every ounce of our being.

As long as I can remember, my friend who died recently and left a void had always had white hair.  Maybe he was born with white hair.  Maybe he was a wizard.  Maybe he was never of this world to begin with, which is why he left it and us so early.  Nonetheless, he left a void and his family, my family, will never be the same.  But the memories he made while he was alive and the kindness he showed to me and my family will never be forgotten.  One thing the void cannot erase or obliterate is the memories of the one it took.  Memories are like ideas:  They can never die.  They might fade and be put up on  a shelf like an old book, only to be taken out on holidays or special occasions.  But one word, one sight, one scent, one color, even one split second can bring them all flooding back in again and with those rekindled memories, the life that is contained in them lives on, forever.

We all must die and leave a void because life must go on and others must have the chance to live, to make memories, to make families, to make an impression, to touch millions of other lives, to shine out bright before it is extinguished.  But eternity lives on in the memories of those who have died.  Memories are the life blood of our history and we pass them on down to our children, who make new memories while never forgetting the ones their parents have made.  We can’t hide under a rock to try to avoid death, to avoid the void.  We cannot go about in fear.  We must take life head on into our future and make the most of it while we can.  Life is not fair or easy, but it is our own, it is what we make of it, and how solid we build it will make it that much more invincible when the void comes to take it.

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Words and photo copyright 2016 by Eddie Edwards.

 

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Remember your mother

As mother’s day fast approaches, remember your mother and all she did for you and still does for you.  Even if your relationship was the best and the strongest with your mother, never forget that she carried you for nine months and gave birth to you, with much pain and determination, courage and love.

Life is too short to hold grudges.  Even if you think your mother doesn’t love you anymore, she does.  Even if you haven’t spoken to your mother in years, speak to her now.  We could all be dead tomorrow.  Start the healing now.  Reach out to her and bring healing.  Even after transgression, there is still confession and redemption.

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The world has changed, but some things haven’t.

So many things have changed in the world these days.  There is so much that is instant and artificial, computer generated and inhumane.  Google has removed our desire and passion to travel and find new places, to make our own decisions, and to reach out and communicate with each other.  Our children spend more time in front of computers or on smart phones and we spend more time watching netflicks then we spend sitting down together at family meals and talking with each other.

But there are some things that fortunately have remained the same.  There is still art, love, nature and invention.  When we look around we are reminded of what is real and important in life and we remember to keep in contact and in conversation with each other.  We remember to not forget affection and kindness, the comforting sound of a voice and the reassurance of a smile and a hug.  We see art that has endured and nature that returns each season without fail.  We see ancient icons and memorials invented in previous centuries still standing strong.  And we remember what we should really be living for.

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Why are people always after Amontillado these days!

Why are people always after Amontillado these days?  They are so passive aggressive.  For no apparent reason, they want to lure you off for some Amontillado and then wall you up like in the Edgar Allen Poe story.  People are so false to your face, assuring you everything is fine.  Then, for some unknown offense you have apparently given them, they want to try to get you fired, sue you, or take you off to try a glass from a cask of Amontillado and wall you up to die!

Is it because our society today has become such a stranger to common sense, which can’t be taught?  Is it because our society has become a stranger to reason, logic and common courtesy?  Just ten minutes driving on the road can illustrate to anyone how inconsiderate everyone has become.  We need to open our eyes and stop lashing out at everyone with vengeance in response to the least of offenses.  We need to forgive, forget and move on.  Our insane sense of entitlement should result in not doing harm to our fellow man but in realizing we only live once and to treat each other with love and respect before our brief candles are blown out.

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Words and photo copyright 2014 by Eddie Edwards.

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Anna Karenina: Someone asked me what I thought about this and I…

…replied in Shelfari with this answer:

  • Yes I have read Anna and in many respects I have lived it except I was part of a different royalty! I think the book is an excellent depiction of fidelity or infidelity and the impossibility of trying to limit love. It also speaks on obsession and possession. It shows how futile and soul crushing arranged marriages can be. And it shows how an ancient convention like royalty is obsolete. There are many who are born into royalty who neither deserve it nor are regal in any way. And there are many who display royalty in their character every day yet were not born into royal families. Ultimately love is more powerful than life and some would rather end their life than live without love!

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