Self Sacrifice

At an early age I realized that I was responsible for all the world pain. Being brought up as a Roman Catholic layered the amount of guilt I was to receive. I read about St. Augustine, Jesus, Irving Stones, "The Agony and The Ecstasy" and
"Lust For Life".
I learned of Gandhi who gave up his life style and lived in poverty to fight for India's independence. I learned of Buddha who sat in a cave or under a tree until the world revealed itself.
I lived in pain created by the world around me and what I read, teaching my self that I was the root of all evil.
Whether this is good I do not know. I did come to Kentucky, Laurel did come to Kentucky. What this means is beyond me, but it does place my thought in the same light of self-sacrifice.
Religion puts us in strange places of mind. Religion has placed Laurel and I in strange places. Could we as indivuals learn some other way to live on this planet. Did we have to go through all the pain of being different? Did we place our bodies in these situations or did the world place us here?
I do like living in the light of day.
I do like living in the light of day better than being the cause of all the pain. I like being, self-centered in a world of self-centered
beings. All equal, radiating life from our auras. All of us equal in the sight of god.
I do love to welcome the day.
I do hate working at night (there is no light of day, only dark dreams). Working at night is what brought this thought to the forefront? This is what we do for our selves and others around us?
We all went to jail for a piece of land, our gift to mankind.
A gift to our self-esteem.
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