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Quality Is Life July 18, 2010

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As Chinvin (pronounced cheen-ween) glanced over at the tall trees, he noticed the space between them. In that space was where there used to be a big electrical tower that carried massive amounts of electricity. With the electricity, these power lines also carried electromagnetic radiation – harmful to the health of people and the Earth. Chinvin recalled the story that his parents told him when he was younger. His parents told him that the ‘major governing bodies’ of the countries at the time didn’t think that there was enough evidence to support the idea that there was harm being caused.

His parents also told him the story of how they finally came to realize that they were wrong. Chinvin understood that it wasn’t about right and wrong, but rather, it was about the idea that harm was being done, unnecessarily, so something had to be done about it. He was very happy that his parents and their friends helped join the ‘governing bodies’ at their level and consequently, prove that there was radiation coming from the electrical lines. He laughed at how extreme they got, but he understood, action, even of the drastic kind, had to be taken. He was glad that he wasn’t the one who had to eat the food that was left under the electrical line for days on end.

Admittedly, his parents actions were a little harsh, but under the circumstances, they were necessary in proving the point to people who would only believe ‘scientific’ evidence. Well, having deformed and tasteless food was a relatively effective way of reaching the ‘scientist’ in the people affiliated with the governing bodies.

Chinvin continued to look at the spot where the towers had been. He remembered his parents telling him about the day that they, the towers, were all taken down. It was a glorious day, indeed! It was so monumental that the people who were in support of the removal of the towers commemorated the day with a huge celebration. People from all over the world celebrated in their areas because of the towers that were being taken down in this small area where Chinvin’s parents were. There was such a celebration around the world because people knew that once some of the towers got taken down, it would be motivation for all of the towers around the world to be taken down.

Chinvin walked over to the spot where the electricity tower used to be. He looked up into the air, where there wasn’t anything, but he could still feel the residual radiation from what used to be there. He shuddered at the thought of what the Earth must have went through – all those years with something so toxic. Chinvin knelt down to kiss the Earth. He wanted to offer gratitude to the Earth for sacrificing itself for so long to appease humans who thought that they needed electrical power lines to survive. He understood where the people from olden times were coming from – it was seen as a great invention – something that would improve the quality of life.

Chinvin laughed to himself quietly – quality of life. It sounded like a made up term in order to justify wrongful action. Life, inherently, had quality to it. You didn’t need to ‘improve’ your quality of life, simply live it.

He looked down the line of trees where there used to be electrical lines that were connected by towers. He noticed that there weren’t anymore towers and this made him smile. He was happy. Of course he was happy. His children were not going to have to grow up in a world where there were electrical towers. His children were not going to have to grow up in a world where the people that volunteered to govern wouldn’t think twice about harming the natural world. The elected officials of his children’s world were to be visionaries. They would be sure to include all of the potential outcomes of their actions.

They wouldn’t hastily make decisions in order to ‘improve the quality of life.’ They would laugh at phrases like that because they would understand, living is quality. They would understand that it is not about improving the quality of one’s life, rather, it is about living one’s life. Simply through living, one is quality.

(This Imagining continues on with the Imagining on November 13th, 2010, and can be found here:ย Quality is Life (continued))

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1. Brown Eyed Mystic - July 18, 2010

“Living is quality” — loved the phrase.
Beautiful piece; thanks for the share, Sage!

-BrownEyed

2. TheIntentionalSage - July 18, 2010

I’m glad you liked it, BrownEyed. ๐Ÿ™‚

It’s ironic – at times, it feels as if I there won’t be an “imagining,” or that it will be what some may deem “sub-par,” and then, out of nowhere, something starts flowing, and then a post like this comes out. ๐Ÿ™‚

With Love and Gratitude,

The Intentional Sage

Brown Eyed Mystic - July 25, 2010

I can see what you’re meaning.
Your writing is intense, and may seem to someone who isn’t rally reading as obscure. But there is so much more to it in real. All the reader has to do is, well, read. And feel. And try to synchronise their thoughts with yours. ๐Ÿ™‚
I am glad to have discovered your place and would like to know you better through your spiritual writing. Keep going, Sage!

-BrownEyed

Brown Eyed Mystic - July 25, 2010

Oops, I meant “really” in the second sentence ๐Ÿ™‚

TheIntentionalSage - July 26, 2010

Spiritual writing… hmmm. I had never considered what I was doing ‘spiritual writing.’ Thanks for your kind words. I remember someone commenting on an earlier post saying something similar to the effect of what you’re saying.

It seems to be that there are levels when reading (at least reading these particular words), in that for the superficial reader, there’s a story and for those that are reading deeper, there can be meaning. ๐Ÿ™‚

With Love and Gratitude,

The Intentional Sage

Brown Eyed Mystic - July 26, 2010

๐Ÿ™‚
Actually, on second thoughts, I don’t want to bind your writing within a tight term.
So let’s just call it something that’s “freer”, (just like your protagonists feel by the end of the stories) perhaps something like “exploring” ๐Ÿ™‚

-BrownEyed

TheIntentionalSage - July 26, 2010

Ah, I like your point. I suppose ‘spiritual’ writing is a bit binding, but I’m still glad you offered up that term – it wasn’t something that I had originally considered in the beginning.

That free feeling is so intoxicating, isn’t it? ๐Ÿ˜‰

With Love and Gratitude,

The Intentional Sage

3. annket - July 19, 2010

Beautiful Blog

TheIntentionalSage - July 19, 2010

Thank you for your kind words. ๐Ÿ™‚

With Love and Gratitude,

The Intentional Sage

4. Lua - July 19, 2010

โ€œSimply through living, one is quality.โ€
Great piece Sage โ€“ so powerful and inspiring. I really enjoy reading your work, it always leaves a smile on my face ๐Ÿ™‚

TheIntentionalSage - July 19, 2010

Lua,

Thank you for your lovely words. ๐Ÿ˜€

I’m very pleased to know that reading these ‘imaginings’ has served to leave a smile on your face. It is heart-warming to know that you have been able to find value in what you have read here. ๐Ÿ™‚

With Love and Gratitude,

The Intentional Sage

5. Quality is Life (continued) « Imagine Into Being - November 13, 2010

[…] (This Imagining is a continuation of the imagining started on July 18th, 2010, and can be found here:ย Quality is Life) […]


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