March.
24. 2014
(about a documentary I watched on Romanian street kids)
Bless the souls of these disturbed, yet eerily
wise, adult like children on the streets. Though I may be unassuming, I vaguely
relate to them, in ways not meant for Internet blogs. I'm glad I survived what
I did, so I could have my heart open to see this for what it really is. What I
see is fallen angels, walking on broken glass.
What I see is a product of an unruly socioeconomic
system, gone haywire and a causing global mental, physical, spiritual illness
rampant within not only political systems, but also familial systems.
The ones most vulnerable are people like this, beginning as kids who don't
"fit" with the system. This is even more rampant, in countries that
have suffered more blatant political corruption.
It isn't just rudimentarily depicted people
starving in bamboo huts. It's so much more, which the world is too sheltered
(by each persons' own will) to look at. Too afraid to look at. The only way to
stop it is to follow the advice of the Lorax, and say "Unless"...
Unless we are fearless, willing, and able to see
truth, this kind of thing will only continue to happen. We can't save all, do
all, it's just impossible...but it starts with saying unless. If enough people
wake up, the world will eventually be awoken. These kids believe in God.
They're not religious per se, but believe in God as an Entity. I find that
interestingly astonishing, in words I cannot quite find.
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