Poetry: The pain of ignorance, is the pain of despair

@innertalks and amen to that

Yes, we are all here to help each other, not to hinder each other. We should try to share our understandings, as they might help some others move past some of their ignorance too. We should not hoard our knowledge, but give it out to others, in a loving way, as much as we can do so.

Disparaging despair itself is seldom exaggerated. It is felt very deeply and painfully by those who feel it. It is very real. The pain of ignorance is different than this, in some ways. This is what I feel myself. It is so painful at times, that I would rather not live, ignorantly. I want to desperately know the real truth. Truth is hard to find, and I think a degree of faith, hope, trust, are the initial levers that pry it loose from God. So, I try to hang onto at least these levers, without ever letting them go completely. If I drop one, I pick up the other. If I dropped all three, I would sink into a bottomless pit of despair, and misery, I feel.

@Nakitakona Ha Ha, yes it is....

@innertalks That's hopelessness in summary.

@innertalks Yep that sums it up in a nutshell and for once not for me to say but will give you the Amen.

Yes, some people are not really ignorant, but hide it, choosing to appear ignorant to others, as perhaps, this is an easier option for them to take. There are sometimes consequences from our living from, and voicing out, our own truths to the world, and to ourselves. Some people are afraid of these reactions, both in the world, and in themselves. It takes a lot of energy, guts, and courage, to keep sticking to the truth, once found, without slipping back to an easier side road, once more again.

@crossbones27 Ok, amen to you too, for your thoughtful comments here.

Thanks. I was trying to provoke some answers to arise in myself as I wrote it just now too.

@innertalks I do understand more than you can know as when I write ... for-real in a writing mode ... I do the same. You write well and when I say I like it very much, I mean it.

@GrannyGee Thanks. I have been writing for a long time on various writing sites, and we do tend to get better with the more writing that we do, I have found. I like to get into a "writing" mode too, but more and more, my writing "mode" is getting closer to my normal mode, which I do not know if that is a good thing, or not, as I appreciate/like the two separated states of myself, a bit too, ...lol....

@Shiva49 I think that we do not lose sight of everything. At any time, something from our pasts, might appear on our horizon, once more. All is still there to help us, on our next steps. The journey of connective love allows connections to stay in place forever, once made, so each soul can connect to any other soul for help via spirit. In the main, you summarised our life journey pretty good, though. We often should dust ourselves off and move on, even in this current life, we can do that.

Some people do not know how to help themselves though. They are lost in life. They just carry on like a train on its tracks. The train has been already placed there by somebody else, and they do not know how to move to another track, yet alone, to change the train, for a car, or an aeroplane. They despair that their life will end, and they have just stayed on that track, which they perceive as being the wrong track for themselves, and they just do not know how to change things. The tracks seem so fixed in their place. The same rays of light shine onto you whatever track you are on though, and so we need to be at least content with that, I guess. How can we help ourselves? Nobody can help themselves until they meet with the helper inside of themselves. This helper, the real helper, is not the soul, but the spirit in the soul, which is the same spirit of God. The spirit teaches both our soul, and all other souls, about God, and our soul passes this onto us, in the bodily world, that we think is ours alone for now. We must own our soul to experience this very real help.

@innertalks Yes, the choices are many and we are always thinking whether we are on the right path but as you experienced recently we can always get back to the right track with some divine help. For me, I have ridden some harsh tracks and I know the good and bad alternate, so all even out in the end helping us to recall our journey completed even with the hiccups. At the end of the day as we disembark from this sojourn - we dust ourselves and murmur within ourselves - that was one hell of a ride. Soon we forget this ride as the challenges ahead could be daunting and that explains why people forge ahead losing sight of the earlier ride and the fellow occupants left behind for the time being! siva