They specialize in creating world chaos and human division
By spying on us most of the time with or without our permission.
They love using the mass media to serve us up us daily dose of fear and ignorance
So, they can reap all the benefits of locking us up in some of their most profitable mental and spiritual prisons.
They are the main reason why we have so much conflict about race and religion.
The main goal of the game is always to keep us under control and influence our most important decisions
So that every response we give will just get us upset enough to fit right into their personal political agendas.
The illusion of freedom is the number one tool they use to water down all our efforts of revolution or resistance.
They know that we can never win this chess game in spite of all our best intentions
Not until we are willing to raise our consciousness to a much higher position
That would fully free our conscious minds and bring a revolution to end the system
(I’ve been inactive since couple days since there are huge demonstrations and protests erupted in my country to topple the sectarian and corrupted regime. I don’t know whether we will succeed or not, for the first time in my life I have a hope (even if it is a tiny hope) that we can change our country to a better one)
“On grief: I hope you know it is okay if your strength looks a little different in this season. I hope you know that the fire inside of you is still there, even if it burns quietly, and gently, as candles do on windowsills. I hope you know that it is okay to not feel the same and to notice all of the things that have changed, because all of this, absolutely all of this is very real. I hope you also know that even in the rush of it all, there is time and grace to heal. There is time to take your time here, seeking peace beyond understanding, even if you do not feel you are all the way there yet. Breath after breath, depth into depth, the steps that you take not only matter, but they reveal the quiet strength that has been in you all along, and has been growing ever since. “— Morgan Harper Nichols
I’m feeling like the corpse of a cat on the side of the highway
Whose owners never found him but they hope he’s okay
Guilt radiates from the driver inside
Of the car that crushed his neck and his spine
And from the child who mistakenly let him outside
“What is love”? is such perennial question. Philosophers, poets and writers , have tried to answer through out the ages, none are able to tell us lesser mortals the answer. It could be the quest of the soul has it journeys through this instrument our mortal body to find perfectness, contentment , ecstasy, euphoria, heaven, utopia, we will never know. We will keep on searching and speculating.