The Greatest 3 Words Ever Spoken

The Greatest 3 Words Ever Spoken

Every so often God and Nature create a curveball of creation in life. Such examples could include the splitting of the atom; men walking on the moon within six years; self-driving vehicles soon to be a major part of all transportation and most recently the overwhelming takeover of AI in almost all aspects of life. It could be said that western civilization has moved beyond the traditional linear methods to a quantum rate of speed and awareness. A renaissance, a thousand times greater than the renaissance 500 years ago that started in Italy. Most of the time such uncoveries are not upheld as being miraculous simply because our leaders and critics lack the intelligence to see it for what it is... In terms of human beings a small percentage of us create something that literally changes the world such as Elon Musk's rocket returning to Earth to be used again and again without disintegrating in Space; And how about Einstein's theory of E=MC2 that took five years for other scientist to recognize that changed the world irrevocably enabling cell phones, computers and the internet to be created; and Marie Curie and her husband who discovered the radiation phenomenon.

All this reminds me of Abraham Maslow's findings that only 3% of human beings become 'self-actualized'.

But in a strange way the one characteristic uncovered by human beings are "words and language", for none of the above could have been manifested without the 'communication of words'. It began with Moses and his Ten Commandments. It makes us think of the phenomenal beauty of Abraham Lincoln's "Emancipation Proclamation"; The plays of William Shakespear; The novels of Joyce and Proust; The scriptures of Jesus and the Bible; and, in my opinion, the greatest three words ever spoken, the words of Robert F. Kennedy Senior, when he lay dying in the kitchen of the Ambassador Hotel in Los Angeles from a gunshot wound by Sirhan Sirhan after Kennedy's announcement that he is running for President, who said to the busboy who was holding his mortally wounded head, "IS EVERYONE OK?".

STOP!

Think for a second of the consciousness of this great man who, as he lay dying with his last breath, was thinking of others. Could there be any greater words ever spoken? I don't think so. His words manifest an image of love and selflessness unheard of in any other words spoken or written.

I don't think so! But you be the judge. That's all.

Sincerely,

Raymond Coppola aka Ray-man

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Somebody better do something...

Somebody better do something about all the joyless people before the world drowns in one big tear. The poor of spirit, Lazarus like, cry out for renewal. The four sons of Aries - Terror, Trembling, Panic and Fear - continue to usurp the throne. Somnus, tell them all to wake up because they are putting us to sleep with their boring stories of the past. Morpheus, we need your sweet dreaming renewed, nightmares have intruded collectively. Prometheus, place their hands in your fire and let them know what real pain is. Terpsichore, muse of poetry and dance, tell them we are tired of tripping over their fear of life. Let them wonder forty years in the desert with Moses until they understand that he knew it wasn't a mirage but an oasis. Mix them blue martinis and get them drunk like Baudelaire said because they sure as hell aren't getting it on with virtue or poetry. Tell them how Gandhi reincarnated himself in his own lifetime to save an entire nation from being raped and that if he could do it in poverty-stricken India they sure as hell can do it in this land of America. Have them sit in a cell for twenty-seven years with Patron Saint Mandela and only release them when they become as spontaneous as children. Trap them in the body of a paraplegic with the mind the size of Stephen Hawkins until they beg forgiveness for their projections. Proserpina, queen of the underworld, get them on a couch with Freud and Jung without even letting them go to the bathroom until they separate from their mother and father. Pan, god of nature, place them in a bathtub filled with rose pedals and thorns until they learn the difference and find the courage to become self-actualized. Direct them in a virtual reality movie of Princess Diana trying to break through the walls of establishment and see if they can keep from crashing. Have Madison Avenue create a campaign with fear of death as the strategy to help these poor suckers realize that right now is their time for happiness because tomorrow they are really going to be as dead in body as they are dead in spirit today. Send them on a rocket ship to Heaven to meet God so She can tell them that they were born to be happy and fulfilled. Tell them if they don't like their work, their love life, or where they live, follow Joe Campbell, and go find their own bliss. Pandora, tell them that we are sick of their con and they better stop it before the world drowns in one big tear.