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Does War Equal Peace?

si vis pacem, para bellum – if you want peace, prepare for war

Is that right?

And I am not only referring only to a battlefield where weapons are used.

What about the battles in our lives? The ones where we might be “fighting” against other people. Those who are hellbent in making our lives miserable. Those who want to be a constant thorn in our flesh. What about them?

Do we appease them?

Do we let them have it hoping that that will make them go and stay away?

Do we ignore them and hope that they will see that we are really not interested in a war?

Do we look for allies?

Do we wish for them to bother someone else?

Or do we pray?

How did this question come about? Neville Chamberlain, former prime minister of Britain. His dealings with Hitler.

“Everything can be taken from a man but one thing: the last of the human freedoms. To choose one’s attitude in any given set of circumstances, to choose one’s own way.” Victor E. Frankel 🙂



Peter Walsh’s Love & Septimus Warren Smith’s War

Love is war some might say. Here were two men, not knowing each other as they appeared in Virginia Woolf’s novel, Mrs. Dalloway. One was damaged by his unrequited love for a woman and, the other by war.

Peter was empty and the things he used to fill it did not satisfy him. He loved Clarissa, i.e., Mrs Dalloway, but she did not share his feelings. He married, divorced and was in the process of marrying again. He thought that he was over her, but sometimes the mind plays tricks on the heart. But he lived.

“I will come,” said Peter, but he sat on for a moment. What is this terror? what is this ecstasy? he thought to himself. What is it that fills me with extraordinary excitement?// It is Clarissa, he said.// For there she was. From page 194

Septimus too was empty and full with the wrong things. He served his country. He saw death, and what did he get from it? What did he become? Damaged.

“. . . when Evans was killed, just before the Armistice, in Italy, Septimus, far from showing any emotion or recognising that here was the end of a friendship, congratulated himself upon feeling very little and very reasonably. The War had taught him. It was sublime. He had gone through the whole show, friendship, European War, death, had won promotion, was still under thirty and was bound to survive.” From page 86

He became crazy, and in the end, killed himself.

There are a lot of people out there that need to be emptied; emptiness like Jesus’ tomb, a person releasing his/her pain, a room where one can sit and think, is not bad.

Although I did not fancy the book, it did have some great points.

Have a lovely, sunflower day. 🙂