“When our body hurts, we rush to its help. We call the doctor and apply the medicine.
No amount of money is too great to be budgeted for our “Healthcare.”
To our pure “BodyCare” that is.
Many of us have made ourselves prisoners of grueling medication routines in the hope of someday making our bodies feel a little better.
Our souls cry out in pain every day, but we rarely pay attention.
Our souls hurt and hyperventilate, and we march on in total oblivion and indifference.
And then when a diseased soul teams up with other diseased souls and turns to injustice, cruelty, exploitation and wars of aggression, we run helter-skelter and demand to know how so much could go wrong with so many human beings all at once.
What happened was that in our mad march to perdition on earth, we never stopped to listen to the anguished cries of our souls in torment.
Nor did we provide them any First Aid when the first signs of their pain showed up and First Aid could have helped.
We all pretended not to notice and not to know.
But when the soft moans of our souls turned to blood-curdling screams, it was too late to do anything about it, except to watch in horror as our souls wilted and withered, or went up in flames right before our eyes, often taking a slice of the world with them.
And then we claim we never tasted the horrors of Hell in this world.” (Dr. Pasha)