My Human Race

Posted by on Nov 8, 2011 in Love, The Purpose of Life | 2 Comments

I feel defeated. I’ve been fighting a war and in this battle I have been defeated. I am constantly surprised to see what human beings are capable of doing to one another. We are monsters dressed in human skin, going around and bombing each other, murdering, raping, enslaving,  stealing, cheating and lying to one another. Sure we hear of these things in the news, in fact we have heard of it our whole lives. This is what almost every movie is based on and what every story book we read is about. All of history encompasses this sort of behavior. I am disgusted by my race, my human race. It is easy to place it far away from us, until you personally experience the ugliness of what we are capable of doing to one another. Then in this moment of misery, you wonder is life worth living when this is our world? When this is how we are and how we treat one another?

I live for love, I live for light, I live for good and what brings joy. I live to inspire. God knows I have compassion. I open my heart and believe in you, even when everyone else says not to. I have compassion and what happens? I seem to find myself on the burned side of things. Is this what compassion brings? Who was the most compassionate being to come to earth? Christ, and what did we do to him? We killed him. Is compassion a curse or a blessing?

What other choice do I have? What other options exist? Do I take my own life and leave this world even more saddened by my choice to kill myself? No. That is not an option that would only spread more pain. So the only other choice I have is to fight. To fight for good and hope I rally enough troops.

As long as I’m breathing this fight is worth fighting. Life is worth living even if I’m dying. I believe in the good. I believe we can be good.  I still believe in you. I still believe! All it comes down to is choice. We all have it within us both the good and the bad and all we do is choose. Choose to be good. Choose it! End the pain, end the heartache, end the misery, end the lies. Spread joy, spread peace, spread love and truth. I still believe in us. I still believe.


  1. soozie-doozie
    November 8, 2011

    It sounds like you’ve experienced a personal betrayal, in a situation where you gave more trust than warranted, but you hoped your trust/support/love would heal and strengthen.
    This reminds me of the story of the snake who promised to be good but then bit the person holding him, then said, “You knew what I was, why did you pick me up?”
    So, if you want to keep holding the snake, it should be far enough away that it can’t bite you again. Then the snake can progress at a rate safe-
    er for you.

  2. admin
    November 8, 2011

    Yup you are right on. And that was the exact story I thought of too when it all came out. Sigh….hard lessons to learn.

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