There are so many bad things happening in this world. I want to fix them all. It's disheartening to feel that I can't solve every problem that exists. I want to do all this, though. I really do.
There's supposedly a solution to everything, right? Now, there are more people on this earth than there are problems.
In a perfect world, in an ideal situation, we could say.. now, everyone pick a problem and find the solution. Fix it.
But we live in a world far from perfect. So far from perfect that none of us really want to find the solution. We don't want to and we don't let ourselves. We're so content with arriving at the brink of a solution that we don't bother to further delve into what we were searching for in the first place.
Maybe it's the gratification. Who knows
Case #1:
Take me, for instance. I'm sitting here right now.. having a semi-revelation/thought attack. And what am I doing? Just that: sitting here. I'm not out saving lives or finding cures or giving justice. I'm just here. Thinking; breathing; listening; typing; taking up space. I mean, at least I'm conjuring up thoughts on how to fix the problems at hand. But still, I am not physically contributing, on any tangible basis, to the problems we have in this world. My world. Our world.
This is our home.
How can we not fix it? How can we not uplift each other enough to want to fix it?
Then again, I kind of see where things aren't working. If this is 'our home'... we've never really been good at fixing things in the household either.
There's supposedly a solution to everything, right? Now, there are more people on this earth than there are problems.
In a perfect world, in an ideal situation, we could say.. now, everyone pick a problem and find the solution. Fix it.
But we live in a world far from perfect. So far from perfect that none of us really want to find the solution. We don't want to and we don't let ourselves. We're so content with arriving at the brink of a solution that we don't bother to further delve into what we were searching for in the first place.
Maybe it's the gratification. Who knows
Case #1:
Take me, for instance. I'm sitting here right now.. having a semi-revelation/thought attack. And what am I doing? Just that: sitting here. I'm not out saving lives or finding cures or giving justice. I'm just here. Thinking; breathing; listening; typing; taking up space. I mean, at least I'm conjuring up thoughts on how to fix the problems at hand. But still, I am not physically contributing, on any tangible basis, to the problems we have in this world. My world. Our world.
This is our home.
How can we not fix it? How can we not uplift each other enough to want to fix it?
Then again, I kind of see where things aren't working. If this is 'our home'... we've never really been good at fixing things in the household either.
Kids rebel.
Spouses lie.
Couples split up.
Spouses lie.
Couples split up.
Those are all things within 'our home' that go unfixed everyday. Maybe it's the problems that we need to PREVENT instead of fixing something that's already happened.
But we're so easily DISTRACTED. Distracted by things that are supposedly more important at the moment. But what can be more important than saving the world in which we live? What can be more important than protecting each other and up-keeping our very home?
I think I'm through with the lecturing portion of this blog. So I'll move on with actually addressing our problems at face:
1. Drugs
2. Murder
3. Drug trafficking
4. Sex trafficking
5. Prostitution
6. Lying
7. Cheating
8. AIDS
9. Cancer
10. Diabetes
11. Other chronic illnesses
12. War
13. Politics
14. Money
15. Faith
16. Religion
17. Media
There are so many more, but I feel like if I go on, I'll probably just be too overwhelming.
Anyway, my computer's about to die.. so I better go look for the charger. I'll post more on this later.
Dear God,
Lead me in the right direction.
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