PREFACE As a child, when I was given money by an elder, I'd go to put it in my wallet as would be the natural reaction of any child who watches cartoons and has a wallet sitting around. But when I did, said elder would shout, "Chris! Don't put your mone
Isn't it amazing how much we all share? Things we don't even acknowledge in the midst of our petty squabbles, but things that ultimately fraternize with all of us individually? Something as trivial as water is a good example. This all came to mind while I was in my bath tub, soaking away in my thoughts. And the links can be rather amusing if you think about it, while some can just make you say 'hm'.
The same water that the Pope blesses is the same water that Aleister Crowley cursed.
The same water that President Barack Obama washes his face with is the same water that everyone in the nation washes their behinds with.
The same water that Jesus Christ washed his apostles feet in is the same water that rains across the nations every day.
The same water that George Washington once urinated is the same water that Mao Zedong drinks.
The same water that's used to flush the dookey from Queen Elizabeth's royal "throne" is the same water that Moses once parted in the Reed Sea.
The same water that Michael Phelps made history in is the same water that thousands died in when the Titanic sank.
The same water that Al Gore lets run through his faucet while he brushes his teeth is the same water that an emanciated child in a third world country would kill for.
The same water that my frogs hop around in in their tank is the same water that was once the home of millions of now extinct sea creatures.
And humans are 70% water.
As much as we try to differentiate ourselves in classes, we still share our natural resources with one another. A narcissisitic world leader can self-aggranize all they want, but they can never escape the inevitability that they share the same natural resources as their peasants, their ancestors and their descendents.
That same ingredient, H2O, rode stallions into battle, poured forth from the wounds of fallen soldiers, immersed countless millions througout history. It was with the Founding Fathers when they signed the Declaration of Independence, it was with Yeshua Ben Yosef running down his skin when he was nailed to a crucifix, it was with Lincoln when he issued the Emancipation Proclamation, it was with Martin Luther when he nailed the 95 Thesis to the cathedral door, it was with Herman Hesse when he wrote Siddhartha and so on and so forth.
Are we really all that different?
I'm not trying to say that we're all the same and that we should be like totally Marxists, maaaan. Rather, I find it interesting that all of our heroes and loved ones share the same minerals and resources as us -- ultimately meaning that we are a conglomerate of all of the people that we value. While, yes, it is true that those we abhor are also a part of us as a byproduct, it makes me wonder how people can doubt themselves when the blood coursing through their veins is made of the same juices that pumped the Mongols into war.
Perhaps there's something more to this. Maybe our personalities are a representation of the souls of the past and we're ultimately influenced by the resources we share in quantity with others? Given that we're constantly expelling and taking in new minerals, this is likely not the case on a literal spectrum. But we've already established that we are all a conglomeration of everything that's ever existed (sort of), so potentially we're influenced by the fragments of souls still resonating in those minerals, ultimately making us who we are.
By no means is any of this to be taken as scientific fact or anything of the sort. It's almost six in the morning and my brain is hypothesizing. Make what you will of my theory. I'm not really sure if I, myself, believe it.