Mad World

IMG_5359I! Am! So! Damned! Angry! Brussels, bombed. As of this writing, 31 deaths. A lunatic clown running for president. The idiot who rocketed down the “slow lane” past me this morning in his big truck. All parties involved trying to Get Ahead, Get Ahead, Get Ahead–all except the passed over, the bullied, the degraded, dehumanized, dead, injured, and grieving.

I sat down here at my desk to do some work and thought I’d first pray for the people of Brussels.  What else can I do? And I did pray. While I did, I thought of the song “Mad World.”  I heard Seal sing it in the production of “The Passion” on TV the other night. It was an interesting creative choice to have that song sung by Pontius Pilate.  The opening lyrics:

All around me are familiar faces
Worn out places, worn out faces
Bright and early for the daily races
Going nowhere, going nowhere

Their tears are filling up their glasses
No expression, no expression
Hide my head I wanna drown my sorrow
No tomorrow, no tomorrow

And I find it kind of funny
I find it kind of sad
The dreams in which I’m dying are the best I’ve ever had
I find it hard to tell you,
I find it hard to take
When people run in circles it’s a very, very
Mad world, mad world

by Roland Orzabal

I haven’t any advice or answers to the madness in this world. I’m scared and ticked off, and very, very sad.  I know that, sometimes, I myself contribute to the madness, both actively and passively.  I also know I have a Higher Power who actively breathes Love into the world and continuously pries my heart out of the rock and encourages it to grow in  Love and help others find it, too. This Love really does save me.

I don’t usually roil around in fear and anger. I’ll find my way out of it again this time. It’s not good for me or for the world to make my bed in that dark place.

I pray that you don’t, either.

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