Winning and loosing, win, loose, winners and losers. Control, entitlement, struggle and fear. I win and you loose. What did you win, what did the other loose? Did it change your mind any? How about give you consciousness? Was it liberating, maybe felt good. Maybe you were the loser. Did it make you feel a lot smaller? Stupid, stepped on, comes to mind when you are made to look bad. What do you want to do about it? The new norm is no Winner, no loser just meet me in the middle. Oh wait that’s called mediation. Shake hands and both win, walk away and start over and there are no losers.
It would look pretty silly if our right hand always fought the left. What if our brain didn’t get along? The left brain always wanted to dominate and ended up killing off the right brain. A world without creativity, a planet of black and white, no crayola rainbows. The right foot always over stepping the left foot and it’s called “tripping.”
The big “W” would be better off if the “W” meant Wonder. And the sign on the forehead with the “L” should stand for Love.
Time to stop the madness, the aggravation of wanting to always win over the opposite side. Fingers are meant to be a part of the hand. The hand is involved with the arm and the arm is one side of the whole “BODY.” We belong together and not always siding with one half of this whole.
Free speech, everybody counts and because there are no winners or losers we are “All for one and one for all.”
Peace out and have a good weekend.