Not - Kicking and Screaming

I was at a huge event for motorcyclists this week and I saw a person carrying a case in the front of them and thought "what's in that?" After watching for a while, out popped a little head. It was a faret, a weazel of sorts and very cute and content to see the crowd. I thought of how it had just been carried there, totally out of it's element and yet it seemed "ok." It has a master and the master took him to the festival. He had to submit, he's a weazel, what can he do? - he may as well cooperate.

I thought about how we get taken places by life, and we really would rather not go, and we kick and scream, but still, we end up there. We aren't as smart as the weazel. He submits, he recgonizes - hey I'm being taken. I'm way out of my element, not sure what's going to happen, but I'm here - gotta pop out and take a look around.

I think it's just hard to see we are being carried. It's hard to know we have a MASTER. Our MASTER really gives us a huge amount of liberty, so we say, I'm not even sure HE exists, if HE did exist "why would HE allow this" or "why wouldn't HE change that".

Uhm - I'm thinking of being more like the weazel...