Here's a thought
Dec. 8th, 2005 07:50 amSo like.
We all compare "countries" in righteousness thinking that it isn't just humanity that does huge-normous acts of cruelty, war, and violence. As if what country that does the acts of war really even matters. When it comes down to it ---
What makes us separate ourselves from that?
It's Humanity and that is all of us.
Oh, nevermind.
I take responsibility for the fact that humans are just plain out sludge in the grand scheme of things.
You know, like cockroaches. Yeah, we have our place in the universe.
No, it doesn't mean I don't take responsibility for trying to be better as a human, or that I don't try and make the earth a better place. After all. We all know a pebble in a lake can change everything. It just means I realize war isn't about politics and whose side we're on or who did what, where, and what was worse.
It's plain out about humanity itself.
As for all the tragedies that I remember, whether my heart is there in it or not, I speak now to realize, no matter where or who it is, they are all people just like me. And that's what I think of. Nothing sappy. Not over-bearing. I like to just remember that people whose lives have passed through large and small events [no matter what the political cause or who made the calls], were special and had families, jobs, and dreams, just like me. And so I honor them for being people. Humans. In spite of the reason they died: which is the same answer as why I'd stop to think and honor them: Humanity. Nothing more, nothing less.
So how's that for paradox?
I'm sure there are people who don't agree with me. That's okay.
-Angela
We all compare "countries" in righteousness thinking that it isn't just humanity that does huge-normous acts of cruelty, war, and violence. As if what country that does the acts of war really even matters. When it comes down to it ---
What makes us separate ourselves from that?
It's Humanity and that is all of us.
Oh, nevermind.
I take responsibility for the fact that humans are just plain out sludge in the grand scheme of things.
You know, like cockroaches. Yeah, we have our place in the universe.
No, it doesn't mean I don't take responsibility for trying to be better as a human, or that I don't try and make the earth a better place. After all. We all know a pebble in a lake can change everything. It just means I realize war isn't about politics and whose side we're on or who did what, where, and what was worse.
It's plain out about humanity itself.
As for all the tragedies that I remember, whether my heart is there in it or not, I speak now to realize, no matter where or who it is, they are all people just like me. And that's what I think of. Nothing sappy. Not over-bearing. I like to just remember that people whose lives have passed through large and small events [no matter what the political cause or who made the calls], were special and had families, jobs, and dreams, just like me. And so I honor them for being people. Humans. In spite of the reason they died: which is the same answer as why I'd stop to think and honor them: Humanity. Nothing more, nothing less.
So how's that for paradox?
I'm sure there are people who don't agree with me. That's okay.
-Angela
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Date: 2005-12-08 11:25 pm (UTC)