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It has been awhile since I have last written, but feeling has compelled me to write here again. Perhaps this will be viewed by people who know me, or by complete strangers far and wide. Maybe that is my intention, maybe not? I realize some people may think I'm crazy after reading some of this, and that is something I've already encountered. Yet another anniversary is on the way (9/11). It has caused me to reflect upon the realities surrounding that tragedy. I still have trouble comprehending how, why, etc etc. There is a sharp contrast in what happened that horrible day and what appears to be our reality now. There are groups of people who hate other groups of people so much that they are willing to give up their own lives just to obliterate these people whom they've never met. On the other side, there are groups of people who are willing to give up their own lives to save the lives of people whom they have never met. Over the years I've wondered about the seemingly fluctuating sanctity of human life as 'modern' society progresses, for better or worse. For me it is still the same. For me it is extremely difficult to comprehend and moreover, to accept such loss of human life as well as some of the atrocities that people commit against other people for various reasons. A question I used to ask when I was a child, and a question I still ask even today is...why do people hurt each other? A part of me doesn't want to hear the answers and another part of me knows the answers but finds these answers hard to accept. Perhaps that is my weakness. I have faith that someday people won't have to ask such a question anymore, but many seem to think that's just a freakish ideology that will never materialize into reality. If some of us stop believing in the possibility of something better...of peaceful times for everyone...what would that mean for humanity as a whole? Would we have no goal to strive towards as a global community? I hope not. The sanctity of life still weighs the same in my heart.
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