“If you love me, let me live in peace.
That the black sheep can wear the golden fleece,
And hold a winning hand.”
Everybody used to bully him, the crowd bulldozed his way through. He was about to give up living. His past mistakes condemned him to suffer. He was acrimonious but no one would offer him a helping hand. Humans, why so awful? “Me, I really would have liked
A little touch of tenderness, Maybe a word, a smile, An hour of happiness” (Next – Scott 2 – Scott Walker)
“Somedays I cry, I cry for those who live in fear.” (Somedays – Paul McCartney) But what can I do for those who suffer? How can we show a slight tenderness? Why is it so difficult to forgive others? It feels so marvelous to our ego to be superior than someone. We cannot accept to be only egos anymore. Brutal, unsatisfied, unbalanced. Our main goal in this existence is to overcome our dull ego, we must become an improved human being, not a foolish tool without self awareness.
“We don’t need anybody else to tell us what is real. Inside each one of us is love and we know how it feels.“
Sometimes I assume humans lack humanity and it will always be like this. Sometimes I believe in our transformation. I have no idea how long it takes. But “a journey of thousand miles begins with a single step.” No matter how far, we’ll always be improving. The black sheep boy is a soul seeking for transformation too. An adventurer, a traveler, a human. And all life forms deserves respect and comprehension.
“Darkness cannot drive out darkness; only light can do that. Hate cannot drive out hate; only love can do that.“ Martin Luther King, Jr.