If there is anyone—
Any
One—
That I can judge,
It is me.
Yet,
Am I God?
Can I,
Nay,
Should I judge
Even me?
No.
Be free, man.
Be
Free.
Be.
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You know I'm gonna say this - Be Popeye or Obi. LOL.
LOL! Wise words, from a Yoda (yoga?) instructor! Thank you, my friend! ⚖️🌌🧘♂️🙏
Oi be worn out, says Obi. Why? we ask him - don't answer that! lol.
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Here here Tristan. I believe it a destructive illusion that one can even judge oneself. In actuality I believe that each man does the best he can with the tools that he has and his knowledge of the moment. It is not our fault that some have fewer tools or are not in the same moment as we. What we perceive as evil or bad is nothing more than an empty toolbox or one with the wrong tools and he attempts to sink a bolt with a hammer and tighten a nut with a hacksaw. Good write and a fave
Indeed. That's just it, isn't it? And a harsh judge on oneself makes a horrible support for others, imho and experience! Thank you, my friend. Your time, your thoughts, and your fave are most appreciated, Soren! ⚖️🌌🧘♂️🙏
I feel there is no one who is equipped to judge anyone including judging ourselves, acceptance is a better use of emotion and time, enjoyed the read
Absolutely! 💯 Thank you, my friend! Your time and thoughts and fave are very much appreciated! ⚖️🌌🧘♂️🙏
You are very welcome
Ha! As if.
Yes, we judge daily and we needn’t confirm but deem and appraise what is worthy to bring with us into tomorrow 🕊️🙏🏻
I am finding that judgment (especially self-judgment) is hell unto itself. Where does one really go from there once they've consigned others or themselves to the hell of not being worthy. And truly, our consigning others to hell only places us there, because we have no control over others (thank God). Also, I am not sure we are really the best judges of others or self. Too much subjectivity stands in the way of true objectivity. Anywho, more thoughts for me to ponder. 🤣 Thank you, my dear friend, for your time, thoughts and support. Always appreciated! ⚖️🌌🧘♂️🙏
And, I do hear you on the difference between "judgment" and "discernment", which you eloquently point out in your comment. Meant to put that in my comment and now I cannot edit...lol! So yay for a comment thread! 🪡 🤣
All good! 🙏🏻🕊️
Oh lovely Tristan, no judgements. I judge all the time: Others: do they, are they likely to harm me in any way, physically or mentally. Me: that act was not up to the standards I aspire to....
I have a slight feeling I may have approached your piece from the wrong direction.....
I cannot say you took it in any “wrong” direction—only that you took it in the way you needed to. 🤣 I actually think we’re more in alignment than not. Ah, the English language: there’s the kind of judgment that’s rooted in discernment, and then there’s the kind that carries a penal weight—whether internal, judicial, or eternal (if one’s into that sort of thing). This poem leans into that heavier kind: the judgment of self and others that results in degradation and imprisonment. Thank you, Dave, for your time and your deep engagement. Always appreciated, mate! ⚖️🌌🧘♂️🙏
I do take your point Tristan, on one level. I shouldn't be judging others, since I cannot know the minutiae of another's life and how they got there. And in many ways the same could apply to me (the unconscious and all that). However for the purposes of navigation through life , I'm afraid I'm going to hang on to my pragmatic approach....
No pressure for you not to, mate. 😊 I totally get needing a compass to steer by. Just glad you took the detour through mine for a moment. Appreciate the engagement, always. 🌕🐍📡🙏
Excellent write Tristan
Thank you, Tony. Much appreciated, my friend! ⚖️🌌🧘♂️🙏
You're welcome
Dear Tristan, As a person who doesn't believe in religion myself, I appreciate this emmencely. 🌹
Thank you, Teddy. That means a lot to me. Much appreciated, my friend! ⚖️🌌🧘♂️🙏
"...yea, I judge not mine own self." (1 Corinthians 4:3c) and "...which were born, not of blood, nor of the will of the flesh, nor of the will of man, but of God." (John 1:13) And, "...with men this is impossible; but with God all things are possible." (Matthew 19:26b) I guess my point originally and still is: what power have we, truly? It seems to me we haven't even the power to save our own selves..."who can say, I have made my heart clean, I am pure from my sin?" (Proverbs 20:9) You know? Excellently rendered in exquisite brevity with a deeply haunting poignancy. Thank you for sharing.
That's just it, right? We don't have that power and, whether we try to judge others or ourselves, we are placing ourselves in spot of power we really don't have. Honestly, nor do I want. You are most welcome, my friend. Thank you for reading and sharing your thoughts as well! Much appreciated! ⚖️🌌🧘♂️🙏
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