I started crying right from the very start of my life. I had horrible nightmares nightly until I was eight years old. Yes, there was definitely something wrong, but I did not have the capacity to verbalize the words to describe my hell.
Sixty four years later I now do. I have written several books about toxic masculinity, and its deadly influence on economics, religion, and relationships. I have found the source, not only of racism, misogyny, and hatred, but of oppression of the innocent “others”, as well as the repression within the innocent self.
We have religious and political leaders who are baldfaced liars, and they even call their ignorant and inhumane DARKNESS the light. Healing remains unattainable to those who claim that their dysfunctional religion, politics, and cultural conditioning are good enough for them. Human hatred of self and other remains disguised in the robes of many Evangelical religious members, as well within the secret caverns of the damaged minds of many “non-religious” haters of love and peace..
And they do not even realize that they are living in a nightmare.
I still cry, but now I use my words to describe my pain, over the unnecessary collective suffering that we experience as American citizens. I always point to a new, evolutionary, healing way to view and to experience our world.
And, no, father, in whatever collective form that you still exist in our world, I WILL NEVER SHUT UP, even though my path indicates that I will never be heard by those who need to hear me the most.
I have lost several friends over our collective struggle at understanding the challenges facing America, and the world at large, by the continuation of the patriarchal disease that continues to plague us.. I have confronted internationally known, and recognized “enlightened” peace seeking, and promoting, individuals, about their acquiescence to, or inability to confront the forces of evil dominating our country today.
Hear no EVIL, Speak no EVIL, See no EVIL,
HEAL NO EVIL
