The Ramblings of a Rootfop

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This is not a story for the faint-hearted. It's not a story which is filled with sunshine and rainbows because truthfully, nothing ever is.

There are moments which may seem brighter than others, but there are also moments which seem to be darker than the blackest of inks. Moments where it feels like nothing will get better.

At the end of the day, everything is temporary, everything changes and is in a constant state of change, but everything is always moving forwards, never backwards, no matter what the news or anybody says.

I often wonder why the news really exists, it fills the already bleak world and peoples lives with misery and gloom and a never ending fear that builds within us, boiling us alive.

Emotions are odd, we don't often acknowledge them before its too late. Or, we choose to suppress them. Either way they leave us like ticking time bombs, the slightest nudge triggering an explosion.

I think this is a fatal flaw in humanity - always leaving things too late. We all realise this, we know its true yet we constantly repeat these mistakes, setting us back. When will we ever learn? Will we ever learn? Honestly, I don't believe we can. It seems to be human nature, some sort of instinct that was imbedded in our brains and systems by ancestors over millions of years. If it was to do with that we would blame our ancestors, because once again, it's human nature to blame someone or something for things that we may  possibly be able to change ourselves.

Then again, is it actually possible for us to change something imbedded in each of us? In order for change there has to be a group effort. People all with the same motivation and passion to make a difference, to change. I think we all want change.

So what's stopping us? I blame it on fear, but that's human nature too, to blame? Change is fearful, change is powerful, it impacts every single one of us.
Change is the unknown and the abyss of the unknown seems terrifying which is pretty reasonable to be honest. We all share some fears, but we all have to overcome these fears. We look to the past and we see we have overcome many fears, we have changed. Without change we would be useless.

People say "curiosity kills the cat" but without curiosity we will and would never have progressed. Nobody ever got anywhere believing that change would be wrong. I hope that soon we will come together and see the beginning of change, looking past our fears and differences, look towards our hopes, dreams and ambitions, grabbing hold of a future that feels like home.

A place of freedom to truly express ourselves. A place of peace. I think thats all we ever want, a place, a home to feel safe in without fear of judgement or violence.

But perhaps I'm just dreaming of something incredibly unrealistic, something that will never happen. Just another one of my unreasonable and unrealistic expectations. "Just another hopeless daydreamer" is what I'm called. They're probably right.

A part of me believes them but another part still has hope that I can make a change, a difference. This hope keeps me from insanity, so whilst they tut at me and tell me to be realistic, to give into their depressing reality they call "life" I'm going to keep dreaming, hoping. Maybe that's what humanity and the world needs. Hope. A dream. Some kind of vision.

Perhaps I'm already insane? If this is insanity then maybe we all need to be a little insane to make a change? I'm told change is inevitable, no matter what happens change will always occur. Whilst I do believe this, I wish change would come quicker.