After all the last days, you may feel far to powerless and with less hope for a brighter future, even more lookin' on the world news. Yes the news are something we need and a thing we know not to be all true, but also there is truth in them.
You may wonder how people can love a dictator. You may wonder how people can vote for someone who is not interessted in a god future for them. You may wonder how this all happend, thought you know and forgot to remember. There have been warnings. There have been signs, but you hoped to stay blind would avoid them to get bigger, badder and the so (part) of the world would not become mad.
Now you say you don't understand this world anymore, not even your little Europe.
It's like your friend has moved without telling you and the post office is informing you that he is not living there on that special place anymore. And you have waited oh so many times and now you can't anymore, but all is different. And you don't have an answer in your hand.
But did we.. do we not share the same time in our life? Do we not share the same mind of this world? Do we not have the same earth? We pray, we pray for so long and for each and every town and place, for those people affected of all the crimes.
Don't we go on the same way here on earth? Do we not search for the future?
For a tomorrow, for a better, for all?
We push, we wish, we take and give, we live but where has the love gone? We wonder. We fear.
We want to cry, we want to scream. How can this go on? So we pray for the world. Again and again.
Yes, a pray is making a wish, but we all know that this is all but enough.
We feel it is enough the way it is going, but some hide in the old ways, some are so afraid of future and new ways and some have learned to listen just to the loudest voice instead of the wisest.
We need more than a wish. We need acting and that is one of the god results with all the drama going on. People wake up. Going on the streets. Even though some only to try to push all back into the closet. They decided to stay blind, even thought this is impossible. But there out there are those who decided to open their eyes and try to help. Try to change and find a new way into future. Not sitting on a park beanch until someone comes to kiss them. They start to rethink.
Yes, even when it does not feel like this, because of the news, in the background is a change going on. Thought I believe it will be no easy change and I believe there will be more than just one crash on the way and it will be loud and of pain until we lost most of the things we keep to stay blind, but we never needed to survive.
Not only history seems to repeat itself faster, even the wakening is going faster.
We see the lies, before the news is telling us. We have understood that politic is in it's system now nothing which can go on the way it does.
But like it seems we need the drama to make people start rethinking and also to understand, that if we want a change, we have to start with ourself, with what we teach and tell.
Even the most positive human has to remind himself once in a while that when the shadow is bigger than before and ever and war is on the way, that there is always a light somewhere and in front of your eyes the beauty is not to hide or deny.
So we just have to take it step by step, but be loud, be out and to be seen. The time for silence is over. The time for not knowing is over.
And yes, I know I could get mad just by thinking about how human can believe that another man is less worth than yourself and even more when they are religious, as there is the saying that we are all from Adam and Eve.
So breath, breath and look up. Focus on what we can do and lets do it for heavens sake!
Let love speak. Lets make the revolution of love get bigger, as this is one of the things to get into a better future, no matter how hard the fight.
Nothing is sure anymore and I believe the hate is getting stronger, but so will our love.
No place is safe anymore, but this is our chance to change!
Which you all the light and the love for this way, our way!
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