Toward Supreme Love in Self – (This Is an Endarkened, Feminist, New Literacies Event)
Do unto others (Asher speaks: A story)
Do unto others
Lies are toxic.
They spread dis-ease because they disengage us from what sustains and nurtures and edifies. When Nason, Sash, and Talon denied their role in the story we created with each other at Maven’s house that night, they only incited more germs of division. They contributed to the terror in the hearts of the women who called them sisterfriend. I understand the impulse to lie and I’ve done it too. We all have. I still find it incredibly painful. Lies separate. I read the separations imparted by lies in the stories of the post-9/11 world. I witnessed their repercussions. A few short years after 9/11, the Internet started featuring the daily plans and practices of Terrorist regimes in the Middle East and Western Europe. I’ve seen the twisted and calculated men and women who executed innocent hostages—from children to the elderly, both women and men—in the name of national freedom and their god. When I witnessed such atrocities on the news and in various websites, I felt an instinctual desire to separate myself from the perpetrators and even the victims. I wanted to believe in my distance and exemption. After all, I’m not a Terrorist. I’m not involved in such heinous, murderous actions against other human beings. I am not involved.
That’s what I told myself. But as I’ve stated, I am rethinking the whole thing, especially my connections to humanity because I think it serves the plans...