In the Garden of Good and Evil

Someone, seeing the books on my bookshelf asked me if I believed in voodoo… I said no, not really, I’m interested in folk’s believes, in the ways people found to deal with the human condition…

But I do believe in good and evil… but not as something that is outside you…

We all have the seeds of good and evil in our heart…

And like anyone who has a garden, it’s up to you what you decide to grow in your garden…

Of course the soil has its importance… sometimes you have some very bad soil and nothing but bad seeds will germinate… but as gardeners know… you can improve the soil… you just need to put a little work into it, find the experienced gardeners  who will give you the advice you need…

Sometimes, the soil is very very good, good seeds thrive in this garden… but it’s fenced, with wooden boards, barbed wire and broken glass on top of the fence… nobody’s allowed… there’s even a sign that says “beware of the dog”… the gardener wants to keep everything for himself… he won’t share… and it’s good turned bad… Of course when you have a garden, you have to protect it from pests… but you don’t have to over-protect it… a little fence and a scarecrow are okay…

Sometimes, and in fact quite often, you have a mix of bad and good plants in your garden… and you have to weed it… keep the good, discard the bad… and sometimes you realize that a “bad” plant is a good one… it can kill but it can cure too… so you keep it… you just have to be careful about how you use it… that is why you need experienced gardeners in your life, they’ll share their experience with you… you’ll use some of their knowledge, they’ll share some of their seeds, they’ll share some of their crops, they’ll encourage you to try things and this will build your experience and then it will be your turn to share…

And sometimes, the soil is of no use… it’s toxic… like the soil around Fukushima… there’s nothing to do… you just have to avoid that garden and its owner, that’s the garden that needs fencing…  But you have to do it in a way that does not condemn the unfortunate gardener… you just don’t know what led the soil go toxic…  maybe it’s the gardener’s fault, maybe he used pesticides and insecticides and thus killed the soil… or maybe it’s just that a chemical plant was built in the area…

Please, bear with me that English is not my first language and also maybe what I expressed sounds a bit naive... or simple... but it needed to go out and it wanted to be shared...