I don’t know about you folks, but my mind (as is many other’s in my vicinity) is full of war and peace. Much of the first, and frustratingly less of the latter. When the cannons roar, the muse may be silent, but the stream of consciousness is making our brains ache. So, instead of trying to eloquently put together a coherent post, I decided to let you into my head for a few minutes. I hope you’re strong enough to find the way out, because… well it’s my head.
We can only move one step forward at a time. From black to white. White to black. The value of life – not just the obvious – has never been so low. We’re cheap. Bought by the pleasant stroking of our collective genitalia right after the bell tolls. We’re kids, regardless of our age. Petulant brats, sent to their rooms and told to “sort it out”, while invisible adults set the board for the next game of thrones.
It gets darker from here. I’ll let you out before it’s too late. Before you find out what I really think of human kind.
Mahatma Gandhi once said:
You must not lose faith in humanity. Humanity is an ocean; if a few drops of the ocean are dirty, the ocean does not become dirty.
So I guess we may still have hope after all. Right?
Have a nice weekend everyone.