Dear quarantine diary, this week isn't one of the bests. I keept fighting but now, against some thoughts. Thoughts tried to lie to me. They said I'll not be okay and they tried to bring me feelings that I already threw away and they don't belongs to me. I threw way one by one. "Isn't true" "isn't true". Of course it is. This is my intern war, but the lies are around the world. It's so sad and worrying thinking about how the true isn't a priority. I know, there are many people who care about it. But also there are people committed to spread the lie.
I think the humans could to cultivate so many good things, but the lie even since the biginning of the times awaked the power of destruction and the human started "missing the formation", the original one...
The spread of fake news in these time of pandemic made me think we aren't safe even in ours own home. We don't need to go out of our house to be mistaken and that's so crazy. The line between the lie, truth and what we want to believe formed a big difficult web to discern.
Is the human like a big spider? Weaving so many things and leaving them in the web?
The fact is that to share and to make fake news bring serious consequences in these incertain context that we are living. What must be spread is love and empathy. I really think the answer of the problems around the world is love.
The Real Love.
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Dear, Quarantine Diary
Non-FictionI'm just a university student in difficult times. This is a book that is part of the teaching plan for the subject "English Language II" that I do in the course of Languages and Literature, Portuguese and English. Differents themes, the same expre...
