Beauty of Beginnings - December 16th - The Eternal Victim


December 16th 2025

The Eternal Victim

The eternal victim

If we find ourselves in a situation where we are repeatedly attacked, we can do many things.

*Continue, blindly and persistently, to point the full measure of blame at the accuser. Blame is easy. Denying any form of culpability is immature. Yet it is the most chosen response.

We contribute to ecologies of attack in so many ways. Silence is one of them. Allowing ourselves to be stepped over. Not leaving the room. Not gathering as a community to oppose the attack or the source of the attacking energy.

*Refusing to address the reason why the attack is so persistent. Refusing to confront the truth. Persistent attack never occurs in a vacuum. What is the grievance of the attacker? What is the Source? Are we curious enough to ask why? Why did this happen?

*Direct blame to someone else, or a group of someones. They did nothing. All the while, we must ask, what did we do? For if we did nothing, we are culpable.

*Refusing to consider the larger context in which the attacker became an attacker. Was the attacker the result of a malignantly designed context?

The tragedy is that when we respond to persistent attack with blame and justification, nothing changes. The energy of a powerless victim becomes normal, infecting our story with a rot that only makes the attacks easier. We become the eternal victim.

Curiosity is one of the greatest pathways out of victim/being persistently attacked ecologies. The moment we become curious about the motivations of the attacker, we open our hearts and minds to possibilities and perspectives we had not considered. In Syntropic World, we use the tool, A Conversation for Understanding. (https://syntropic.world/conversation-for-understanding-a-tool-to-heal-the-war-between-us/)

The moment we become curious, we shake off the shackles of victim identification.

Curiosity is not a single question, but a commitment to understanding the actions of others and the contexts in which they occur.

In a field where division and hate are stoked deliberately by people in power – hate for the other – for the different- attack becomes a certain response.

If we remain silent about an attack on others who are different from us, we invite an attack on ourselves.

It is the first Little Atrocity (https://syntropic.world/little-atrocities-the-path-from-integrity-to-self-deception-and-bad-business/), often directed at someone else, that we step over, that lays the path for our attack. In this way, we become complicit.

Photo Taken December 15th 2025, Article published December 16th 2025

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