Take
care not to feel towards the inhuman, as they feel towards men.
—Marcus
Aurelius, Meditations, Book 7 (tr
Long)
One of my greatest struggles
is not becoming what I hate. And then I realize how my very wording reveals a
part of my problem, because I am still caught up in assuming that there is even
someone or something I need to hate. I blame others, or I blame the circumstances,
and I too easily end up consumed by my own resentment.
It can become a vicious trap, so I
am best served by dwelling less upon what others do, and all the reasons I am
frustrated, and to dedicate myself to what I can do, and all the ways I can become
better.
Or put another way, when I wish to
bemoan the absence of humanity, let me be more fully human myself.
I must do this when I see deception
and hypocrisy. Let me face it by choosing to be honest and sincere.
I must do this when I see the
delusions of ideology. Let me remember that ideas are here to serve the benefit
of man, not man to serve the benefit of ideas.
I must do this when I see the vanity
of power and influence. Let me act with humility to another, as much as he may
lord himself over me.
I must do this when I see the
obsession with consumption and gratification. Let me order my passions by what
is right, instead of making what is right fit my passions.
I must do this when I see one
brought down so another can be raised up. Let me treat everyone as an end in
himself, and never as a means. No one is disposable.
I must do this when I see people
quick to condemn what is bad, and slow to praise what is good. Let me improve
rather than destroy.
Human nature is a glorious thing.
Let me not foul it with ignorance and spite. Let me meet hatred with love.
Many
and sharp the num'rous ills
Inwoven
with our frame!
More
pointed still we make ourselves
Regret,
remorse, and shame!
And
man, whose heav'n-erected face
The
smiles of love adorn –
Man's
inhumanity to man
Makes
countless thousands mourn!
Written in 1/2008
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