We are in a dark place. That which made us human turns out to be very fragile. Hatred seems to be a stronger emotion than love, anger more intense than understanding. Those who lead us no longer serve us but only their interest. We are tribal, only comfortable with those who look, speak, and worship like us. In God’s name, people killed, dismembered, and ripped children from their mothers, laughed and killed. They are worse than animals.
I am filled with revolution and try to eliminate the feeling of revenge. Seeing people celebrate the barbaric acts that befell Israel brings tears to my eyes, just as thinking about the misery of innocent people in Gaza does the same.
Seeing how the people of Israel have come together to help those who have lost everything is the only light in the darkness, but then the darkness comes back when I realize what we must now do to the killers of our children and, in the process, kill other children. It is madness, and it is all of us that are insane.
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