My dreams are quick becoming my living nightmare. I am horrified by such outlandish disregard for human life, for somebody’s children, for the future they robbed us all from. Who could we have been if we embraced each other at first sight and learned to thrive together before banishing so and so from this here land never to be seen or heard from again.
There would be satisfaction when Mother Nature retaliates but she always seems to take more innocent in her womanly rage. Who likes to see what they created being so eagerly destroyed. I didn’t settle, I was whitewashed when I hit 5. I remember our books in grade school were all about raising Indigenous fears and concerns. I remember having nightmares that they were all scalpers and coming for my hair. I was young and brainwashed, impresionable, young minds always are. We were made to believe that they were lovingly taken care of, getting “free” money for their sacrifice.
Maybe I don’t have to worry or maybe it is all I can do. Didn’t you ever want to help the world in learning to love equally instead of this diseased reality we insist on living? Any time the decision is made to sever anybody, anybody at all from this reality justice needs to be served.
I never imagined an existence where our basic necessities that make us human are slowly being taken away. Livelihoods are at stake and everybody is already fed up I am not sure how much longer this can go on for or how much more of this anybody can take.
I don’t want the sins to continue washing over me or the generations to come. I want to start making up for all the wrongs so I can change the hands of time. I want our legacy of humans to be something beautiful and tranquil. I don’t want those that will eventually inhabit the Earth to look at our remains with disgust or sorrow. I want them to recognize our compassion and empathy for all those living on Earth.
You know what is missing from the world? Acceptance. When was the last time you truly felt like you fit in? For me I have always had this suspicious feeling that on average I am more kept around out of another’s sheer loneliness then another’s first choice. Come to think of it I usually was…
Please excuse my ignorance. I suppose now the term is white privilege. I am not minimizing any facts. My truth is I was born white of European descent on a farm in British Columbia. I had no idea we were supposed to segregate and be biased, categorizing our friends, neighbours and extended family. I tried…
The reality is a majority of us will spend our whole lives waiting to find the one who can bare the weight of our souls. Hopefully though more of us will feel safety in being who we were born to be instead of becoming the monster society creates.
We assume that they don’t care for us or they are ignoring our struggle but in the reality they are struggling in their own ways. Now with the doors of Christmas coming to a close I start to ponder everything I feel inside.
We would sell our soul to the devil if we thought salvation would be that easy. We live in fear and forget that the only one with all the answers lays in wait inside of us. To scared to let our prisoner free out of fear of what the rest of the world will do or see. You see I have long since come to realize that maybe my suffering comes from a place out of discontent and not fear. Maybe my destiny is to live my ife a little bit differently to help others be their light.