I figured out my place now, at least I think. Why should I carry the shame of what was done to you as it wasn’t done at my hand. Please let me kneel down before you and say how truly sorry that I am that this was all done to you. No disrespect. No impeding in your space at all in fact I want to honour you. I know I can’t instantly snap my fingers and make it all better. We were all lied to at one time. But the lies told to me gave you a future and the ones told to you were just a game.
Love is love. All be it by chance. The happiest people alive are the ones surrounded by love. It makes the most sense to want to destroy this most basic human connection because in absence of it is when greed and selfishness set in.
I was raised to love everybody then the Public school took all that it away. They taught me to see in colour and they also taught me the characteristics of each race and why we should be scared of those who look differently then us. I remember learning about the concentration camps that we had here in British Columbia during World War 2. Anybody who spoke a different language (predominantly Japanese during this time) got round up and locked away.
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.
We are more than selfish in the way we conduct ourselves and you can see it in our holier than though perception of things. We believe it is enough as long as it is not happening to us and provide just enough comfort to make it seem like we aren’t vain.
Imagine how it would feel to be living on the other side. Forget your friends beside you I am asking you to own your thinking and free will. Instead of being weak and controlled by others stand tall and feel what’s right. You have to imagine a life where you are hunted by those that believe are superior to you.
I hate what it means to be human. At least by today’s definition. Freedom doesn’t exist anymore because we all feel entitled to so much more. As civility crawls out the window another child takes their last breath. They cite the things we want to hear. The things that make our blood boil. We thought we found our ally. Wait is that a bullet in my back?
don’t see how we have made any progress. We have those who force their opinion down your throats and if you don’t agree with what they say then you are the devil. Everything you do is blasphemy in their eyes. How can this be? All I care about is trying to repair the grievous fractures in our timeline.