Simply difficult
The fragility of life lies in every child’s eye. The love and softness.
Unimaginable they say to imagine what others feel or think…
Mean whilst our body reacts physically with the same posture, hormones, neuro transmitters and all other reactions when we compare.
History has many completely idiotic examples where people cross the line of what we would call human.
L.F. Celine in ‘Mort a Credit’ describes the insanity of the trench warfare…. He could not understand why people would shoot to kill at each other… instead of the mean have: talking…
The longer you are in your trench the bigger the possibility of red mist and cognitive dissonance…
Now you would say: the trench gives you a perfect moment to think…. Sitting and waiting for weeks….
Here we are confronted with a problem that is bigger than life itself…
In our stupidity we end our life… end the life of others …  above all the quality life could have is ruined by just sheer stupid indoctrinating of the own brain and body…
Benjamin Britten has made an ode to Wilfried Owen in War Requiem
And still this insane first World war stand model for so much stupidity where people instead of talking and solving … dig themselves deeper in what they call their ‘reality tunnel’ or ‘belief’  even so deep that they are open to kill…To hurt themselves and others…. To let the daylight of solutions be narrowed by the trench  their  in….
The red mist prevents them from getting out of the circle…
We do not have to look so far for irrational and aggressive dislike that harms the body and the soul… purely by ‘self-talk’. In simple life things it could be about music, a writer, an activity, food, the way one dresses, a football club, a certain brand…
You and your body need love and attention in a congruent way… the first step is ‘Rapport’ with yourself and others…. If there is no ‘Rapport’ the so called content that is completely out of context starts a war that is hard to end and will leave traces in your soul and body
