I needed it to be a distraction from the real world.
Talk less politics.
Talk less God.
Not wanting to be that loud cry in an empty hall.
But I didn’t last long doing that.
I have a great dislike for bullies but a special dislike for self-righteous people who feel above correction; they will never change.
Can you hear me?
Stop persecuting us!
Stop limiting us!
Stop hating yourselves!
Forcibly driving yourselves into sunken airless pockets.
Are you ignorant?
Light-hearted fun is good. And alcohol makes people happy. But only for a little while. Ignorance is only bliss when it is real ignorance. Not the type that was fashioned into existence to sway minds and suppress overly thoughts
You are not Ignorant.
I Stopped fighting for the cause, but did I ever really begin? Did I never tackle Inequality because I became apathetic? Or because I became too scared of the backlash from people who pick equal fights against the cause?
Do people really want to read long reports about inequality? Don’t they either feel guilty for being a part of the problem? Or guilty for not fighting against the problem? Guilt always finds new ways to be transformed into backlash.
Are you selfish?
True selfishness is to seek your gain to the detriment of others.
For humanity to grow true selfishness needs to die.
Everyone needs to SHUT UP and THINK.
Activists included. Non-activists included. Everyone. Including those with tremendously wise things to say, and those who only say stupid things.
Talk is cheap.
We are all becoming too stupid from talking more than we are ever willing to listen.
I think June 2016 so far has been the craziest month, I moved my entire life back to the UK and the UK decided (against my will) that it wanted to leave the EU. June required a lot of adjustment. Life will carry on, maybe not as usual but it wou.
Let it go is mainly about the act of forgiveness; a topic I was sort of exploring right before I left France. I guess it followed me to England and inspired its own post.
Let it go.
The shadows from our past may haunt us, deeply rooted in our veins; they use unforgiveness as nourishment.
The most fertile soil for such a thing.
It’s vines are like puppet strings.
It sprouts teeth not flowers.
Baring down, they sink in and steal.
However, God has called us to be free, not chained by these things.
Maybe such events needed to have exsisted?
Maybe this was the thing that made you who you are today.