I sit here combing the grey areas of my mind and I am pondering on the fact that the word “Life” has lost it’s meaning in America and is struggling to survive.
One must wonder whether we are truly in the last days. Is this Revelations? Are we therefore meant to rejoice that soon this earthly life would be no more? Does this justify our ignorance, our blind eyes, our deaf ears, our choice to fend for ourselves? Or is it that we have become desensitized or simply heartless? I guess it’s a mixture of all of the above.
In a closer analysis, amongst all the controversy and rhetoric, I have found the common thread to be the lack of respect for the frailty of life. Somehow, we have convinced ourselves we are super-humans, and our only power is to please ourselves, disregarding who we hurt or kill in the process.
Maybe we are bombarded by so many fake realities that we are simply drifting further away from the truth—the truth of our existence, of why we are here and what we are meant to be doing. We are no longer our brothers/sisters/neighbors/children’s keeper—but why should we be? We are all super-humans right? We have become a people of selfies, a nation of individuals, and a country of inhabitants—our children are left to do their own thing without any type of guidance.
Love, respect and unity seem like our kryptonite. We are immortal. Last time I checked this was just in the movies, 3D and all, but still not reality, and definitely not humanity. Humanity calls for more than pulling out phones to videotape someone in need of help. It calls for more than whispers of abuse that only becomes bullhorns after the victim is forever silenced...
The key to readiness is to treat life with respect, love every moment of it, but this does not only apply to your own life, because another thing that’s real is that life is what we all have in common. It flows through all of us and each one of us has exactly the amount we need. We need to respect this commonality.
What we do as individuals, a community, a country reflects what we have contributed to—what we have sown; each and every one of us, either by our action or inaction.
If we accept this reality, and I pray that we do, then this frail thing called life could be enjoyed to the fullest. So for 2014 let us not be super humans, no, let us not be super parents, super families, super friends, super neighbors, super life-sharers and super.
