Light; All of the horrid things that go unreported...etc. are quite bothersome. My heart goes out to those in the third world countries who are portrayed as the terrorist only, when they house many victims/potential victims living in fear, losing their families, friends, neighbours. How over two hundred deaths in the middle east went unreported in global news is beyond me and I can't imagine the pain of those affected, but I want to send a little bit of love and light
They say that we are sleeping, they say that we need to wake up. I say that that many are numb. I hate the statement "wake up" people say that the world needs to wake up and quite frankly, I believe the sleepy state to be a lack of affection for the situations that are becoming all too common. This is the numbness that I speak of, how one can turn their nose up or their back upon those who need them, physically, emotionally, mentally and so on.
I would like to peel away layers here. Take away the colour of one's skin, the sound of their speech, the look of their bodies and any other traces of what makes them more than just a human. We are all the same if we strip all of these extra things away. It is crazy to break things into such a way, but that I believe is what this hate is bent on, differences. Differences are the very thing we are told to appreciate and respect from the day we first become vocal about the world around us. Why are differences so hard to tolerate in this day and age? Where does the drive formulate? How do you begin to decide to end a life...or lives for that matter? How does one decide that the only way to handle their inner issues/inability to tolerate others is to fight against/exterminate those who have not drawn their weapons?
We must understand this complex, to hate is to be blind, and in blindness there is rage, for you can not see what stands before you. Without vision, people make all of these decisions for you, they emulate the reality of the world, but through their eyes, making their perception of the world your perception of the world as well. It someone plants a seed of hate within you [or you do for that matter] then it has no choice, but to grow. Hate thrives in the dark, in the pained, in the saddened and once you give it a home it has potential to sprout its shrubs and thorn bearing flowers that prick the most innocent of beings. In the absence of all that is good, evil will creep upon the weary and sprout in all of its darkest corners.
And it seems quite naive, wanting to put a halt to the hate in the world, but how does hate prosper? In the absence of love. How does darkness overcome? In the absence of light. How does evil endure? In the absence of good. The simple solution is love, acceptance, understanding and light and goodness. We must put positivity out and we will receive positivity as a new seed that will have no trouble growing because the world is light in every corner. The seed that will prove unfailing and sprout, breathing all of the same positivity back into the world.
I send my love to those with corrupt hearts, because all they need is a bit of love and their flow of blood will change from black to gold.
As humans, we must stand together, united, all for one and one for all as the three musketeers once said. It is so easy to say and to do, but to ponder and understand is a different story, I want you to understand my words and read into the true meaning of each phrase, not looking only to respond, but to heed the value.
I understand that this is all the truth of the times, but we must stick to our faiths and remember love.
I also wish to leave this song here entitled "Better Days" it is a new release from Victoria Monet and Ariana Grande who are both kind souls and very vocal on all pressing issues such as the events that have plagued the world as of late. I am very proud of them, putting their heads together for the greater good and such so, enjoy this and remember that there is good in this world, even though it may at times be shy and obsolete, it is still love, and that is the purest kind of goodness that there is.
ESTÁS LEYENDO
Niall |DISCONTINUED|
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