Drunk and Disorderly

Sometimes, as if he was personally linked to the local police radio, he could hear the strange travails of the suburb around him. Drunk and disorderly. Domestic disputes. Bored gossip. Strange cases of people starving to death in their homes. Of the terrible, mentally ill mistreatment of children. Of lives under stress. Even, though it was not a feature of the police radio, happy families cuddling into their loving, caring lives at night.

And always the regrets. You have wasted your life. You have turned your back on God. You have sinned in your own neglect, or the neglect of yourself. Old men's regrets. Nothing to it. You're not going to like what I have to say. All these shivers of a reluctant future, of the overlay of a future on the present, of swarms of vehicles coming and going in the crowded air, of the still green fields coated in houses; of the historic suffering that had cursed these fields and this country in the years, and then the centuries that lay ahead.

Four hundred years, the multiple rises and falls and connivances and political inconveniences, all of them lay out before us in a future not yet trodden. 

He didn't know where to turn, except to a path of common decency and simplicity, to humbly go where few men have gone before.

But now it was happening all around the world, and perhaps it was no coincidence that people now confessed their sins, their past addictions, in the front of millions. 

That a number of the most influential people in the world, Russell Brand, Tucker Carlson, others, Jordan Peterson, freely admitted to their past addictions, and were "in recovery", as the term went. 

Oh say it is so, say it is so. Those who have sinned. Those who are before you now. Those who, like himself, had hidden for far too long in the fabric of the ordinary, hiding, cursed, growing more depressed every day as malpractice took hold. Rise up. Rise up. Grasp the mantle. Adopt the armour. And be strong inside yourself, for there was a story to be told. The greatest story ever told. 

OTHER

Jordan Peterson 

Advice

Remedy Your Course And Rise Again

When you have made an error, fallen off the pathway, and deviated from what you know you should do, you are thrust into a state of internal chaos, worry, and concern — the unknown. You do not know what to do. 

Your life can be organized and going very well, and then something can come up and everything changes. Some axiom that you were living by — it might be the existence of a partner, a job, your health, any of those things — disappears. And you go somewhere when that happens. It is a state of being. You are still in the same world, but it is not the same at all anymore; everything about it is different. It is negative and dark, and you do not know what to do. You are confused. 

When things have fallen apart and you have ground yourself into bits trying to figure out what happened, you could realize you were actually playing a causal role. Maybe you even knew it at the time and you did not attend to it. Sometimes, however, you are so depressed that you assume you were playing a causal role and you were not. It is not easy to figure out by any stretch of the imagination. But when you are down in that chaos, you must decide you are going to do what you are supposed to do instead. You get to rise up again, renewed.