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Exclusivity Excludes Peace?

78 years ago, on the verge of a world catastrophe, a famous poet sat down and wrote: “We must love one another or die” …and not being able to come to terms with these 7 words, erased 100 lines from his collected works.  To the modern ear this sounds on the brink of too much – because we are used to giving socially dozed portions of ourselves, because we are taught that whatever world love is, it’s too much.

Even personal love is hugely complicated and more than love (i.e – a gift) is needed to preserve it; exceptional (exceeding others, surely) qualities of heart are needed in both people. So where does world love, universal love, etc. come in? How many people need to have exceptional qualities for the world to stop picking up the bait of hatred, even if not start loving? It’s easy to label such feelings as hypocrisy, but it’s even easier to fall prey to an orator who will tell you how different you are from the rest of the world – and we know from everyday experience that the more different someone is from us, the more difficult – impossible, love is. Difference  – real or imaginary  – is a void, a black hole, a whirlwind, which devours the world’s weak inclinations towards good. Lies are the bait it heaves on top of the abyss to make the darkness attractive and sparkling. And like pawns marching across the chessboard towards this glittering hook en masse, the figures are suddenly toppled over by a commanding, laughing hand. Millions of world figures.

Creating exceptional masses. Each war had begun with a promise the likes of this. We were led down a path that could only end in extinction of the different kind. And that extinction was supposed to make someone happy. Yet there are still millions  who’d like to tackle the question of mass-produced exclusivity with attempted success. (And I emphasize “mass produced exclusivity.” I believe in “individual uniqueness.”) The result, however, has always been the same: catastrophes and hatred, because whether we think it’s our head or spot on earth that’s irreplaceable, we automatically exclude all other arguments to end up with holes in the brain, or holes on the map.

 We must love each other or die.  A better view at times demands an upside-down viewpoint. Surprisingly, from this angle everything falls into place. And that is:

When we hate each other, we die.

Now, no one can raise an argument to that. Let’s call History to the witness stand.

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