Wednesday, March 23, 2011

Antiphonal Reading #79

No number tallies nature up,
no tribe it's house can fill;
it is the shining fount of life
and pours the deluge still.
-Ralph Waldo Emerson

I know many people, especially those fighting over a space where they've built their home, don't want to hear it, but I'm going to say it anyway: there is space enough for all of us. The hardest part is separating out the physical belongings and letting them go, because you can always get new ones, better ones.

I don't support war, but I won't actively protest it. I will write ditties about my point of view and post them publicly, but I won't shove them in people's faces, forcing them to read or hear them. I don't support fighting, but I know how to defend myself, if needs must. However, I am not a pacifist; I recognize that not everything can be achieved through peaceful confrontations where everybody can walk away after it's over.

I am not ignorant, but I don't claim to know or understand everything.

I do believe, sincerely, that there is room for everyone, except for the people who have to rule over people who don't want to be ruled. There is room for everyone who supports freedom. The earth is a big place, and quickly growing smaller, but it is still big enough.

I also believe that by the time the earth starts running out of space, we will have the technology to create more, in places that were once inhabitable, between the depths of the ocean and the orbits above our heads.