My conscience must balance the following personal equation to zero. It goes... I would have welcomed less and existed better in a more equal and more truthfully, transparent society. And then… however I would now recoil at having less in a less equal and increasingly more unfair world as I experience its injustice like a whip.
As fairness and unfairness and the equality and inequality, along with the truth move up and down in politician's voices I find my poor mental health stretched to its extremes.
My mind revolves around the following...
What is the world coming to. I am only human with a finite capacity. Does the world want me to fail? Am I just a statistic in its reasoning? Does it hear the plea of those choked out of existence by its policy manoeuvres? The manoeuvres it maintains will save us. Can it not be truthful for longer than an expedient length of its time. What is the next step and who will pick up the pieces it has broken off? Who will breathe life back into the system everyone is relying on?
Yet I remain grateful to God who upholds my well-being with hope and faith.
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