Year One – LIFE AS A HUMAN

Year One

I think its time, time to either stand up and fight or flea. Which will it be? I have seen and heard enough.

Yesterday a young woman was shot down in her neighbourhood. A place for many where home is, a place of peace, a place where you feel safe. Not in this world it seems, not now, not with the criminally insane running the show. Not in year one.

Year one is supposed to be according to the mystics a year of new growth consciously where we elevate to higher ground. Year one is supposed to be the year of enlightenment.

I am afraid the mystics got it wrong. If anything we have been pushed back into decades of old where people lived in fear, fear of death of being blown up by nuclear weapons, fear of the communists invading our country. If you were not like anyone else then you were the enemy. You would be destroyed. If not physically, then mentally. You were incapable of living your true life as you hoped but lived in constant fear that you would be found out.

It’s a classic case of authoritarianism where the powerful rule the world and the rest of us struggle to get by. Financially we suffer the consequences of greed and power and manipulation.

I am no expert on politics of any kind really but I am a member of the world. A citizen of the world. I expect that those with the power will protect and serve the masses of us who live and work and dream and love in the world. That the leaders will lead us not to war or hate but to love and hope. Can you imagine for a moment what we could do as citizens of the world? What we could do with all the money these clowns have wasted on military might and police force? Not to mention what they have made for their own personal bank accounts. Millions and billions of dollars could have been used to feed and house the poor, to enrich the environment, to rebuild cities that are falling apart. The list is endless. And yet people are starving and living in squalor on the streets of every city and municipality in the world.

I think it’s time that we take back our government, that we hold our officials in charge to be accountable. That we stop being silent and afraid because if we do not fight for our rights who will fight for us. And I am not speaking of military might. I am talking about getting out and voting. Being a part of the solution instead of part of the problem. It is time for the weak to stand strong, for the blind to see and for those that are afraid to find courage.

Sometimes I think… is this some sort of science experiment? Are we all in a nightmare that we will awake from and things will be as they were? Unfortunately this is it my friends. So how do we get that life style that we hoped everyone could have? How do make it possible for our young people to not be cynical and afraid and full of dread? How can we make it possible for our children to be able to afford a home, have a good job, and raise their children in a neighbourhood where you don’t get shot in the head on your street?

I feel very sad today and angry. I hope that people wake up and see what a horrific world we have created. I hope that good people will rise up from this state of horror that we are living in now. I hope that we can walk down our streets and be proud of ourselves for what we have achieved. A village of compassionate and hard working people.

Nobody should live in fear anywhere! Let peace shine through and let our differences make us unique and our hearts be filled with love.

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