“It’s a Jungle out There-disorder and confusion everywhere” Randy Newman
We live in a crazy time. Or maybe past generations have said the same thing. People hurting people. Craziness. The ‘hurt’ may take on a variety of forms, but pain is the end result. I struggle with understanding how one person can purposely harm another.
Does the harmer believe the harmed deserves it? Is harm done to display power and superiority over another?
Perhaps I should give up attempts to understand cruelty. Cruelty must come from a compromised mental capacity. But I should never give up trying to stop the hatred that fuels the harm.
“The greatest threat to compassion is the temptation to succumb to fantasies of moral superiority.” Stephen Batchelor
Patsy Cline–I’m crazy…worry, why do I let myself worry….
Music holds such power. It can set a mood, it can soothe a soul. It can excite and it can add courage as men march to war.
Funny thing about a song, the whole song may be irrelevant to a situation, but there can still be a connection.
Patsy Cline sings ‘I’m Crazy” as a sad realization that she has loved the wrong person. I don’t share that sense. I feel that I love my soul mate who comforts and creates more enjoyment of life. Yet…her words, “I’m Crazy” come out of my mouth frequently. It can be for any number of reasons. I’m crazy to go to the store in the rain. I’m crazy to start a new career late in life.
Today, I am reminded of the other lyrics in this song. “worry, why do I let myself worry?” There is no help in worry. Worry is a waste of energy. Worry drums up all the unquantified potential troubles that may never have to be addressed.
“Worry is the interest paid by those who borrow trouble.” George Washington