Ropes Of Sand

In dealing with the State, we ought to remember that its institutions are not aboriginal, though they existed before we were born: that they are not superior to the citizen: that every one of them was once the act of a single man: every law and usage was a man's expedient to meet a particular case: that they all are imitable, all alterable; we may make as good; we may make better.

Ralph Waldo Emerson wrote those thoughts in the 1840s. Emerson believed self-government was the best way for individuals to set up a fair, effective, and proper social organization.

Our politics rest on important beliefs. Politics sits on a bed of core beliefs. But the ropes of sand that sway in the fairytale accomplishments of our elected leaders taint our core beliefs. Our leaders depend on their physical personality instead of their inner personality to govern. These physical-only personality ropes of sand turn mindful individuals into conniving shrews. Individual beliefs about the nature of the sand and foundation from the shrews continue to create cracks in our core beliefs.

Politics is the expression of our own cultivation. We birth, protect, and make it part of who we are. In other words, we stamp our portrait on our politics. Our politics become what we think and believe. No matter which way our politicians throw those ropes of sand, we grab and then embrace them as truth.

Everyone has a theory and a truth they want to experience through their politics. Politics defines us a nation, and it molds us as individuals. We know we’re right to hold on to those ropes of sand even though they disintegrate when the cold water of physical personality feuding for right freezes them into rocks. Those rocks cut into the core beliefs that gave them life.

The portrait we embedded into our politics is our currency. We use it to gain power, control, and wealth. We use it at the expense of other individuals who have different beliefs. Over time, our portrait becomes unrecognizable. It fades in the sand of frustration because politicians believe “just is equal, not equal is just.”

All the follies, fabrications, and injustices in our politics pull our portraits apart. We are fragmented forms of energy that function in misconceptions, miscommunication, lies, and social unrest. And when our portraits disappear, our beliefs change, and we reinvent our portraits. Those portraits become the political flavor of the day. And our portrait's religion is the consecrated monarch. Monarchical ideas are an inherent quality in politics because corruption lurks under their gracious crowns.

Every politician has a gold mine of corruption running thru his politics. The personality of politics is corrupt. But the innate inner attributes within our physical personality will project and exercise the proper energy to extinguish that corruption. Our beliefs may change, but they are always part of our consciousness.