“Sometimes there are no words. No clever quote to sum up what has happened that day. Sometimes the day just…ends” ~ Criminal Minds
I do not understand the world.
I have seen much of it, experienced perhaps more of it than many – and yet I am not even close to understanding it.
No matter what we believe, or what tone our skin is, we are at the root of things all the same. We all have hopes and dreams, we all have fears, Shakespeare had it right really: “if you cut us do we not bleed?”
The world itself, the actual physical world, is probably closer to a crisis than it has ever been – because there are simply too many of us. We have crawled across the planet and nature has not been able to move swiftly enough to balance around us. It is not necessarily humanity’s fault that it is the way it is, nor is it nature’s fault that we seem to be constantly striving to conquer it. All of that is an argument for another day – the point is, with so much going on that is so much bigger than us – why do we still insist on killing each other to prove some kind of point? What does it accomplish? Why is the human race losing its so-called ‘humanity’?
One of the victims of the Boston Marathon explosions was an 8 year old boy. One minute he was standing cheering his dad on to the finish line, and the next? All that life simply gone, gone because of someone else’s grudge, because of someone else’s agenda. People who had trained all their lives to run the race in the first place are now quadriplegics or worse as what should have been a moment of victory was reduced to one of blood and disaster.
And for what?
If there’s one thing that traveling the world has taught me it’s that none of us is “better” than the other. Yes, Evil is out there, and sometimes Evil wears a human face, but the pain and rage of an individual should not cut short the lives of the innocent. I can’t understand a society where this is not only common, it is verging on socially acceptable simply because it seems to be happening so often. Troubled kids grab a machine gun and shoot up their school, people with a grudge against the way the world has treated them decide to blow something up…
Someone give me one viable reason other than “because ‘they’ hate everyone”. Who is this “They” that seems so intent on wiping out the world?
Them? Us? Look at them! They ARE us!
My heart, as always, goes out to the victims and their families, but if I were a praying girl, it would not be only them that I prayed for. When I cast my eyes up to the sky and ask whomever may be listening if S/he can please help us…it is not only for the wounded and the dead and the ones who must go on and try to heal. It’s for the world as a whole.
Because still, no one can tell me ‘why’.