A while ago an odd comment popped up for one of my older posts back on Tuesday, October 25, 2011 entitled "A Roaring Borealis and my qmpdt" . . . . .
The comment was from one called "Town Crier" and is this:"When we were children we are told of a mystical, magical god that loves all and is just. We are told that governments exist to provide us with justice.
We are told that the cure for despair is hope but having existed in this world for for over half a century I have come to learn a greater truth about god and government that is far from the mystical and magical lessons we are taught in childhood.
Unfortunately many of us would rather continue to drink from the pap than take up a knife and fork and fill ourselves with reality.
I hope and pray all will go well for those in despair."
I've been meaning to address it (this old comment), though there is not a lot to work with . . . besides some insinuations, but I think I got the gist of it. For the first time, just now, I clicked on their name "Town Crier" and was taken to what I assume is the person's blog, which doesn't look like its had any action since 2012. The name sounds familiar . . . maybe from Lamb Cafe days? Forgive me if I should recall. . . My memory especially of late is . . . well . . . getting a lot of holes (although I don't think it's just me--I hear lots of people nowadays complaining of memory loss at a rapid rate . . . and I suspect we are all being subjected to something in that regard) . . . .
Are you still around "Town Crier"? You claimed in your last post to be "dead" (on the inside) and just awaiting physical death. . . . Lots of despair there and I'm sad to see that you were quite abused as a child and beyond, and that you decided to take the route of self pity (a quite practical mode of coping I want to assert). I DO NOT say that as an attack or disparagement whatsoever!, but say it in the manner of merre clinical description. This is indeed a very cruel world. Many, many people have suffered greatly, unfairly, horrifically, I know. There are various responses one can make. You alluded to those who respond in kind, becoming, ie., psychopaths themselves, lashing out, hurting others as they have been hurt. Then there is the self pity route, where you just give up, too tired and beaten down to fight let alone respond positively. Definitely, I would say the self pity angle is better than, ie., the serial killer or likewise abuser reaction, for at least then the cruelty/abuse etc., is not perpetrated on other "innocents".
Some are destroyed by their torments, like you say "dead" inside, giving up on any hope for a final good outcome. Some recover and go on to lead what "they" call "productive" lives, and you wouldn't know what they had been through unless they told you, so "normal" have they managed to convey themselves. Some . . . become saints and are actually able to truly forgive their tormentors and go on to spread love and healing and service for the rest of their lives. . . .
Surely it has got to be one of, if not THE hardest thing to understand . . . how such cruelty and suffering exists in a world made by "a loving God." Failing to comprehend it is what leads so many into atheism, agnosticism, "humanism". . . . And surely also . . . it has long been the devil's greatest ploy, as with Job, to attempt to destroy faith and love for that God . . . in such a world where . . . the devil is allowed to run his mayhem. . . .
I thank God that He is perfectly just . . . and loving . . . and that all things work for the good for those who love Him. The tormentors WILL be receive their due. God's children WILL have their tears wiped away--there will be no more pain and suffering for them, and this frightful, mysterious, awesome world . . . and our time in it . . . will be but a microscopic blip of time in the annuls of a glorious eternity . . . a grain of sand compared to the expanse of cosmic space and trillions of stars.
Anyway, give a shout out, if you are still kicking around, T.C. . . .
Here is their blog . . . a place of sad, despairing poetry and some genius, I dare say, fwiw.... God bless