Part 1:
Gehenna:
Vision without sight, how do I teach a blind man to see?
Aegroto, dum anima est, spes esse dicitur. (It is said that for a sick man, there is hope so long as there is life.) I will ask for your patience, reader, for at this point in my personal development, I often feel as one who is wandering in the darkness carrying a candle behind her.
In hopes of creating some light around me, rather than ruminating about the minutiae of life, I would like to use my vantage point of time to explore the plethora of complications prevalent for me.
The vanguard of my meditation lies in that life leads to the vast majority of people suffering and juxtaposed to this is the all too human adapting of our attitudes toward pain.
I posit that my every day being, in and of itself, presents real scenarios and can draw out very real emotional responses to the nature versus nurture problem. Sine qua non to the latter is the hallmark of an entwining confusion of suffering fashions itself before us.
Exploitation creates no other nexus between man and man than naked self-interest and the torture of others. I believe that never in my days, has the imbrications of the latter been clearer than my recent interactions with medical doctors here in Ohio. The sycophancy demanded of me has evoked an affective response so I forewarn the present audience.
Learning to suffer in a world full of pain…
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