covering the heavens
raining down the blood
The Hammering fist
protest with strength
hanging those to the walls
with nailing fingers
who (also) preach hatred.
Pointed to the faults,
differences of a plea
Words, sharp razors
cutting the air
silencing the weak
of a multiple truth.
become the bloody streets
of a once free world.
we slash through
the veils of fear,
to find back our way.
Terror for terror.
Where there should be
Love for Love.
I want to bury the hatchet
instead of the flesh
This is just something I wanted to write. The whole issue that is staining the world is taking on crazy and large proportions and start to effect those innocents around us. I am happy to be able to talk openly and learn from friends and a lovely lady on this. Princess, I thank you.
ANd then there are also the hate crimes that should stop. We are better than this, right?
The Olympics have ended in Brazil but it is not the end yet since we are still going to watch and see the Paralympics which is also worth to watch as some amazing performances will be given by great athletes who never gave up.
I tried to watch everyday or in my case most of the night to every sports event and channel to get as much of the sports performances and vicious wars to score and come out on top. It has been amazing back to front.
Realistically speaking it was a war between countries without the real bloodshed. Unless an athlete cut themselves during their trial. It happened with the cyclers but each heart sprinted in the honour of the fallen to perform and reach the finish line first. It is a comradery between rivals. The brotherly and sisterly love between equals while fighting for gold. No differences between colours or even sexes as sports can be done mixed. Religion being put in the back of our minds as we hold hands and cheer as loud as we can for each of them.
Sure we root for our countrymen and women, but we also acknowledge the opponents strength and determination to beat their rivals.
Minds and bodies clash but not in a way they will be clashing once again after this big worldly event. We point fingers and clap for those who triumph we comfort the ones who had lost. Sharing laughter, smiles and tears from whatever emotion they came from and reach out to embrace and hold hands of those around us.
The Olympics have ended and normal day life will come back to the present day. News will be filled with the opposite of what these athletes showed us.
We will forget them and move on as if it never happened. Forgetting what the Olympics stand for and go back hating, looking down on others who look different, seem different or have been losers in life. Blaming the unaccomplished lower parts of our society.
No sense in how we could change or be a better person all together.
Life maybe made by losers and winners, but in the end we all stand on the same field, court or hall. With only one difference, that life is not a game but should shared in pain and smiles. Each tear cried is one to dry, as in life tears are of loss.
How is it possible we understand the Olympic feelings and thoughts but have no way or no intentions to uphold them after the event is gone? Can you not see it goes beyond life and borders?
That the true thought should be carried beyond the wars of sport and stop the actual wars going on everywhere around the world.
It begs to answer the questions that arise after seeing the Olympics.
Does colour matter only in life and not sports? Is religion a reason to hate unless we are having a game. How come we cheat and lie every single day and feel alright by it but condemn those who cheat and lie in sports?
If the Olympics are a worldly thing and we unite as one under those rainbow of rings. Not caring whether we are gay, lesbian or straight. Not caring whether we belief in Christ, Buddha or Allah. Not caring if we are grey, black white or yellow. Here to compete share hardships and strive for the ultimate performance. To reach deep and pull out each and every ones own will to win but be a friend when you loose.
Why is the world not like the Olympics where we are all brothers and sister under a united flag.
Ps. it is a short post and I urge you to see if the Paralympics are shown on TV. Stand behind them, cheer them on and watch people go beyond their limits, just like you and me.
Today is somewhat of a memorial day for our nation and neighbours.
We should never blame the current population for the wrong doings of the past!
War is a terrible thing and things have been done wrong but there is no need to blame the people who are living today for what happened in the past. Just remember we never want to go through it again or make the same mistake our ancestors made.May we never make the same mistakes again.
I honestly would like to hear your take on this before I even give you my own idea behind this thought. It might not be as hard as one thinks and in these days it is also confronting, but maybe it is good to do so. More than one way to look at this, please share your thought.
I am confused in these times of need we end up dying. And the title might be suggesting a lot of things, be it different to some or all. I might even get an angry face from some of you by the way it put it ther, so be it. Our hearts go with France and the many that have died in vain. Each was innocent and was taken from our lives for no apparent reason. Though we might have a good guess of why France.
My guess would be the full raid in January after some radicals shot Hebdo. Maybe it was retaliation? Being answered with another manhunt.
It may sound pretty cold, that I can talk like this about an incident or attack on peace with that much bloodshed. Though I truly believe we have o to look beyond that point. In advance I do not have any ideas or solutions and every idea thought here is my own.
There is a lot going on in the world that begs us to question our motives. Yes even ours are questionable just as much as the ones from IS at this moment.
Maybe in order to understand what I mean one should see on why we might be fighting. And neither might be of this day, they are still very much thoughts alive. In old days war was to create change. Ideas and motives that still stand tall this very day, beliefs that changes are made through fighting. In a way it is true that change will be made that way, and whether one is on the winner’s side or the losers (if we can call it that). A loss is made on both sides and change is then made for better or worse.
Today it is used to do just that though motives suggest they try to erase the past to create anew. And surely they should know that it is the past that made them who they are now. Destroying it does not change what they are today. Murderers and killers who want to protect something that never existed, or is just not of this day and age.
Just comes to show the other reason we rage wars. It is to protect the now and how things are. A pre-emptive strike to make sure no one is going to change the ruling hierarchy. In earlier days one might have called this a Dictatorship though when countries are involved and I think Israel and Jordan might be examples of this kind of war. And the ancient crusades even.
Mind you this is only from what I know.
So we rage wars to protect so no changes are made and we have wars to create change. Neither are of this world. None is of this age or so we like to think. It is what we strive for and want to belief.
And in the meantime every country is working hard to create weapons to protect their citizens. But if that is true, than those countries are expecting an attack from another country as well, which in return would indicate country are creating weapons to attack.
In a way it is how nature works. It is in our DNA as it is for every other animal on this planet. Kill or be killed. But if we think so highly of ourselves in terms of knowledge and wisdom it makes you wonder why hold on to those ideas as being true. For smart beings like us it should be possible to live alongside each other. It is after all not that we kill to eat and if we have no reason to attack we would not have reason to protect.
It is that last bit you find the reason for my title. Protecting war.
Don’t get me wrong here but for some reason we are protecting the reasons to rage a war. And thus protecting war in itself. It is crazy that we even think this way. And it may not be that we the small fry think that way, no it is the top brass who grew up with war who no nothing other than war. True enough it has been around ever since I was born and before that it kept on raging just the same as if we never really had a moment of peace. Mind that is a global thought as one country might have known peace at some point but always got dragged in in order to protect a believe or assumed standard.
Taken the last couple of years and even day we see people again getting ready for war, because some moron decided to go on the attack. But this time it isn’t so much for change. This time it is for a third reason. Simply to kill as they shown in many ways. Not making a difference whether they killed an adult or executed children. This was for killing only. In my honest opinion this has nothing to do with religion any more.
And some other news that came forward was Russia who created a drone sub to deliver a dirty bomb for the soul purpose of making a port or harbour useless for a longer period of time. It is this kind of thing that suggest a killing intent and idea to attack something or someone. It again begs to question why we would think this way in a time we want peace. Talk about peace and wanting to lay down our arms.
Even in these days we still think of attacking creating people who want to protect or even those who want change. Closing a circle and giving reason to war, protecting not our way of living but the way we create war.
All this had me think of two songs which are pretty old but even today hold lots of significant meaning and truth. I added them to show what fools we are. Those wars may have ended but their truth lives on today.
Best of wishes
Here are the songs. Just to show to remind and have us think.
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