There are times when I stop understanding. Things like hatred towards other human beings. Just because they are the way they are. Just because… they exist.
When I step away from fear and into love, I can no longer grasp why. Why is there even a need to shun those who aren’t even harming anyone. Those who just wish to be themselves, to live.
Why did we design a world like this? Yes. We did. It’s all in our hands to change it. Just because things are the way they are doesn’t mean they should be like this.
Walking through life asleep. Afraid. Surviving. That’s all so many of us have known, and we don’t even know it. It’s safer that way. But is it life?
I like those times when I stop understanding. When I’m awake. When I look around and see the beauty despite the pain.