In All My Life

In all my life I have seen many things. In these days of late for the past year, I have seen some of the worst crimes in Americas streets. I’ve seen reports of theft, burglary, gang & drug violence, domestic violence, rape, pedophilia and murder. But looking at these reports also sends home that in all of my life, in the grand scheme of all things, I have seen nothing. I’ve been a called a diehard liberal at only twenty five years old. Twenty five…I know that my life would be considered blessed not only to have lived so long but to live as I have. The things that some may have had to witness or endure as children in some parts of the world are unforgivable. I could never begin to image that kind of life.

To me, life isn’t about nations or flags, it’s about people and about the world. I don’t care where someone comes from or what religion they follow. It’s their actions that matter to me. So many of my friends and family come so many places. So many backgrounds and experiences to offer to the whole. I believe, in my own way, that there is a higher and divine power but I do not believe that it truly goes by any one name. God or Allah, Buddha or Gaia or even the spirits in which seem to have many things in common. To me we were born to be what we are, human. No one at no time in humanity is perfect. Humans will always be just that, human. We are ruled by our lives, experiences and emotions.

No one can ever truly lock away these things or to truly control them all of the seven plus billion souls that exists on earth. We all think, we feel and we learn. We are born the same, can bleed the same and we can die the same. Each life is a precious blessing. Someone once said, on Babylon 5, that “each voice enriches us and ennobles us. And each voice lost diminishes us.” We can be the voice of the world and of the future if we are one, if we stand together as one. As time passes the world changes, we change.

What world should our children and our children’s children...