The Race Human
Can there be
suffering when no sufferer is present? Does nothing suffer ever?
Close your eyes. What if you open them to the discovery there are no
humans, no human race exists? What if you knew somebody made that up
and it acts like a veil that covers and distorts pure vision? Suppose
you really did know that. In that case, what you saw as a three year
old is true and what you have been trained to see since is false,
malarky, or nonsense.
Once a three year
old boy was given a gift by his parents of several new pairs of socks
the parents intended to be worn on his feet. After the parents left
the child alone with his new socks, the child saw a pair of scissors
nearby and was delighted to cut the toes off the socks in a motion he
had seen mother do often with scissors which he never had before
tried out for himself. He was so proud! When the parents looked back
and saw what the child had done to the new socks they cried out and
suffered. “Why, did you cut up your new socks?” they cried.
“Those socks cost us money!” The boy was so upset by the question
and by his parents' suffering he knew not how to reply. Then, he
suddenly knew. “Because I wanted to?” he offered in a question.
And he began to sob himself.
Next, someone is
seeing again. Clearly, now, one sees the idea of a human race has
been creating its own sufferers where there are none. This leads to
the realization that the thinking people (the ones who tell me with
certainty what is what) are creating the suffering for which they are
then researching the ideas book to find some cures. It's like they
create jobs for themselves and a whole bunch of customers where there
were none. A wise man once told us, “Nobody wanted a light bulb.”
He looked around the room at each person and repeated more slowly
this time, “Nobody wanted a light bulb.” What else could he do
for us?
Think of a person
suffering; ask me how come?
My answer is I do
not know; but do know a thing one.
I know of a way
suffering ceases to be.
Is that enough for
thee?
Why did they call it
the human race?
Is it because I am
graded by my pace?
What if I stop
running?
Just slow down and
stop running for no reason?
Decide to relinquish
any claim to a crown that winners wear?
Decide to go out
without combing my hair?
Mosey over to join
the losers. See what they are doing.
Who will take my
place in the race? Who cares?
