This bulb was only planted on Friday and yet has already visibly grown. My husband and I find such pleasure in watching these grow and bloom that we got a new one for this season. The previous one’s leaves are still green and needs a time of rest before hopefully flowering again. They seem expensive when you just look at the price of the bulb, but they give us months of enjoyment, much longer than an ordinary bouquet of flowers would. This time I did a double splurge and purchased an attractive pot with its matching saucer. I also find amaryllis to be an inspiring subject to paint.
Muttering around in my mind about getting rid of stuff, I realized some things I have kept because people in books did and then someone was happy to stumble upon these “treasures”, but in all honesty, who will rejoice at finding a collection of “Organic Gardening” magazine from the 70’s and 80’s? I have only consulted them 2 or 3 times myself. I am unhappy with parts of our house and may have a serious clean-out. One brake is what do I do with the stuff? Where do I throw it away? (There is no away.)
A person was heard saying it’s legal, everyone does it, we have nothing to reproach ourselves.
Are legality and ubiquity sufficient as principles?
What do you think?
What about conscience?
Can we make enough laws so that everyone becomes Good?
When I was in school, we learned about wars, assassinations (fancy word for muder), plots, kings getting killed, all with an air of « but we don’t do that any more, now we are civilized, democratic, we vote ». But if you look at the world, we are still in the dark ages. Poisonings, planned accidents, bombings, shootings,…
All the religions call for non-violence, peace, but we don’t live it. A Christian is probably aware of Matthew 5 :21-22, « You’re familiar with the commandment to the ancients, ‘Do not murder.‘ I’m telling you that anyone who is so much as angry with a brother or sister is guilty of murder. Carelessly call a brother ‘idiot!’ and you just might find yourself hauled into court. Thoughtlessly yell ‘stupid!’ at a sister and you are on the brink of hellfire. The simple moral fact is that words kill. » (The Message translation)
In essence, I killed a girl while I was on my trip. She pulled me aside as I was boarding the plane for an extra search. I didn’t say anything – I knew that would only get me in trouble, but I gave her a look, if it had been a laser, she would have been fried, if it had been one of those new energy weapons, she would have disintegrated. She said, «I am only doing my job, for your security.» She heard everything I didn’t say. I took my good old time with all my movements, thinking the longer I take, the fewer people she can hassle. Rather proud of myself for thinking of that. But I am guilty of murder.