Can We Pretend That Airplanes In The Night Sky Are Like Shooting Stars

Please stop demanding control over my life.

You were never there when I needed you the most; you left me rotting, crumbling and putrefying on the ground. Yet you have returned, after years of absence, declaring your privileges, demanding respect, and love, and trust; when you yourself never gave any. I despise you. I loathe the way you speak, the way you reek and the way you exist. I can only hold back my feelings so much longer, although they are bound to come tearing out sometime. I wish you could acknowledge and accept people for who they are. I wish you would stop being so vain and futile. I wish you would leave me alone, to make my own decisions. I believe I’ve earned the right to make my own mistakes, my own transgressions- is that not how we learn? Isn’t that how we move on in life? – Through experiences and understanding? I guess you wouldn’t know anything about allowing people their rights, or understanding; for all you ever cared about were your own feelings, your own beauty, your own life; never giving a damn about others. I’m sorry life has been so hard on you - although honestly people have experienced much worse- but you truthfully cannot keep living believing that you are God’s gift to the world, while the rest of us are parasites, born to serve you.

I used to be exceptionally naïve, inexperienced and immature; believing that you would change over time, alas how wrong I was. You have only nurtured your self-destructive nature. Your hatred of mankind has grown. You may have aged, and time may have taken a toll on your skin, but your vanity has surprisingly developed and increased with every wrinkle that your childlike face attributes. You have gained supremacy through other people’s weaknesses, you thrive and prosper when you see the less fortunate suffer, you believe that things are destined to be this way, and all is well in your wretched, pitiable, microcosmic universe. But I truly wish you could see what you have done to the people who have always loved you unconditionally; who accepted you despite all of your faults. I used to miss you, in my darkest hours, I would wish to God that you were there to hold me, listen to me, and understand me- alas God never answered my feeble pleas. Instead I was thrown amidst the wolves while you watched them tear my flesh into microscopic pieces of nonentity. Until I was nothing but a shadow of my past self; dismal and bleak, a frail silhouette; that wanted to stop existing for the pain was too strong to tolerate. I was left unaided, devastated and shattered to put back the pieces of your own mistakes; your own egocentricity. And now, now you want me to be a part of your life; you want me to understand you, appreciate you for all you have done. You want me to believe you when you tell me that all is for the best. You want me to love you.

Unfortunately for you, my love for people, my trust, has dwindled over time. Love is not what it used to be and trust never was. My heart has been broken and crushed in an unimaginable way and I shall never be the same person again, but do not fret, or agonize your egotistical diminutive black heart; for this is one mistake that is not your burden at all. I am sorry that I am your largest blunder but it is not like I could help it- believe me if I could turn back time I would have made sure none of this ever had a tendency to happen. I would have made sure lives were never lost, children were not left ravenous, racism never flourished, hearts were never broken, and equality thrived throughout the ages.

No need for self pitying for whether we like it or not we are obliged to live in this world, and reside with our fellow inhabitants, sharing this globe with each other- no matter how much we are required to struggle to survive. I truly wish that you would open up your insatiably voracious eyes to the world around you, and see how things have changed; accept them.  I wish you would stop your insanity and become a regular person. I wish you would stop telling me what to do, because frankly I don’t even know who you are- nor do I care. I wish that you will choose to change sometime because truthfully I wish you would stop being you.

Sticks and Stones ☮

Does it not revolt you how ignorant, egotistical, feeble people try to take their rage and resentment out on you? Even if you’ve done nothing erroneous, you haven’t even said a word to provoke the said fury; you are merely in the wrong place at the wrong time. Occasionally that’s not even the case, sometimes, you are having a guiltless conversation and this ignorant individual seems to discard every single utterance that comes out of your mouth. Not that there is anything immoral or incorrect with what you’re saying, it is just that they are not capable of or willing to comprehend the significance and importance of what you are trying to convey to them. Even if what you are trying to communicate, is purely that generalizations of a community/gender/ethnicity/culture/race/age into a category without knowing or recognizing all of the facts beforehand is incorrect and decadent!

I honestly do not think that there is anything ethically wrong in trying to prevent these generalizations as I believe everyone deserves an equal opportunity of being innocent until proven guilty. You simply cannot oversimplify an age old nation of people with disregard to their history, their culture, and their beliefs without having known them in advance! And even then, you still cannot generalize or stereotype and utter the word “all” because you have not met every distinct individual in that nation. You haven’t gotten to know them. You don’t even know their names. The few things that you are basing your allegations on are simple, infinitesimal, and dispersed data that are established upon separate incidents, and because you now have this said “understanding”, you guiltlessly categorize an entire country, into a certain typecast.

Now forgive me, as I am liable to disagree with this concept, and will continue to oppose this notion. Forgive me if I will not aspire to become like you, akin to the same things you do, be the same way you are, and essentially be you. Because I am my own person, I have my own opinions, dreams, aspirations and ambitions, - we all do- and I refuse to permit anyone to stand in my way. I suppose numerous people could, and will ask me; “why do you care so much? You are quarreling and shielding a populace you do not even know.” Well, that may be true, but I am not ashamed to give a voice to those who do not have one. I am not ashamed to defend the accused, when all the prosecutors have to defend their judgments, are simple illogical and invalid arguments that in essence are entirely and ultimately nonsensical. And to the person who raised this query, I will solicit them another inquiry in return; why do you not care? Do you not see that we as people of the world, have become so stone cold and inert that we are able to sit on our couches sipping cappuccinos’ while watching people die, have their lives ripped apart, be faced with absolute and sheer desolation, and annihilation, only for us to be sympathetically affected for a nanosecond before turning to the next channel in order to be mesmerized and brainwashed while viewing something more “entertaining”- how is that even normal?

I care because I refuse to continue living in a world where hate is the norm. I care because I want my children, and my children’s children, and their children’s children, along with their families, friends and cousins and distant cousins, and disrant relatives to live in a world where hate is not the norm. Where individuals will not tolerate being, or permit themselves to be indifferent bystanders to unremitting transgressions. I do not understand how people are able to accept and exist with hate, and then completely reject peace, discard even the idea of it, calling you foolish and crazy to even consider it. Maybe I am crazy, I mean people have been struggling for peace for lifetimes, and I know nothing will happen to revolutionize anything in mine, but I refuse to be a spectator, yes I will fight, yes I will argue but I will not, I cannot relinquish my aspirations.

I for one will not give up. I will not sell out. I will keep trying even if my goals seem unfeasible and unattainable to accomplish, because I am not in a state where I am able to or willing to give up. Do these words trouble you enough to at least strive to put a stop to a world of corruption, devastation and demise? Are you willing to stand up for what you believe in?

Or are you prepared to exist and be acquaintances with hatred evermore?
xoxo ♥