Give Peace More Than A Chance

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There is a feeling in humanity now that guns and bombs…..violence in general cannot create peace….
It cannot ensure security.
This feeling might be deep down and small but its powerful and will grow day by day.
When there is injustice and unfairness there will come insanity…created with bitter feelings.
Because of this many will become fearless of bombs and guns.
Insanity has a way of doing that.
And the sad irony of all this is….
The guns and bombs created a false security.
In the bitter sweet filler time…….
It allowed the erosion of all the greater compassionate ideals of our humanity to fade.
There was the greatest saddest thing the bombs and guns killed….before our flesh our souls died.
Before the drama of violence….how did humans treat each other ?
One nation, one group, one person ….someone some people must speak love and peace even louder in the face of violence.
Fighting fire with fire in this time will lead to oblivion.
Someone somehow must not use any violence.
Turn the other cheek and become the indomitable soul…..the indomitable force.
Don’t let the weapons of violence put your very essence in fear.
This will take the will of Heaven and Earth.
Heaven is an idea and Earth gives us air.
Will is nothing and can be picked out of thin air.
Will is the fundamental feeling to survive.
But to believe that is to lose your mind and gain your soul.
The only way a human can give life to what was killed is to give impossibilities more than a chance.
Bringing the soul back to life in humanity is as grand as creating stars in the sky.
Those suns are places for life in the cold empty…..the soul gives life in a cold empty also.

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