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i feel very hopeless about people today.

where did we go wrong? how can we make the future ones better than we are, not medically or financially or educationally, but emotionally, rationally, spiritually, relationally.

we seek out fear, we seek the fear in the shadows and behind the furniture and under the bed. we bolt it out. we shut down all talk of god because it, too, cannot be seen or touched, and we are so blunt we can no longer feel it. we drink it away and drug and numb the pain. we use and hurt and rape and rob and beat and take and spend and burn and yell and scream and fuck and do it all over again.

all of this echoes in my heart, and it’s all familiar. every last cry rings hollow today, because i know these are things we have all chosen for ourselves. and we have chosen these things not because we understand the consequences, but the very opposite: we choose fear because we do not understand the consequences. we think what is safe today will help us sleep tomorrow. unfortunately, this is not the nature of the universe. what builds us today destroys us tomorrow. what nourishes us this week will poison us the next. we people tend toward the expectation that all of it will be the same from one day to the next, that we exert control over our environments and we have the final say. we make little, if any, allowances for the growth we all must walk in throughout our lives. we expect that each generation make the right decisions, not repeat our mistakes, but all they have learned is the familiar pattern: do not learn from your mistakes, shut them out and move on. ego is master, not god and humility. the children cannot do what we do not teach them.

i am afraid for the children. i wonder what they will look like 20 years from now.

why do we self-destruct, so?

where did we begin this?

more importantly, how do we change? how do we go from being ego-driven consuming machines to more spiritual, nurturing, humble people? i do not know the answer to this question, and it weighs on my shoulders.

what i do know is that it’s not necessary to start from scratch. not everyone is as fucked up as i tend to describe. there are people who change the world. these are people who believe, who do not run their own universe, but are merely integral parts of the moving pieces. they live and breathe and hurt and cry and get overwhelmed and lose track and dive into confusion and love and rage and sing and dance and bleed, yet they keep moving forward, toward their goal. what is the goal of not to help our fellows?

what use is material gain of no one else benefits from it? we need an intercontinental memo to go out, hold a meeting of every man, woman and child on the planet and discuss this, because it is the most important information we will ever learn: how to be real human beings, treat each other with dignity and trust. and treat ourselves.

when i think of the one voice that stands out among many, i feel lost, sad that it is so few. i forget it means one less container of energy flowing in the opposite direction.

please help me know what to do.