Anatomy

I am reminded over and over again at how a fortunate position I am in this world. In these reflective moments, when one are exposed to the tragedies of the world and its injustices, the systematic genocides, cruel atrocities purposely advocated by hegemony, abducting the human rights even to its essential priviliges; to breathe and to live, the cruelties, the grizzly accounts, the absence of decency and compassion, the void of humanity, all this sadness, all this overwhelming accounts of travesties seem to tell me that the world, this supposed reality, this waking moment is a bleak and depressing world. As a discerning individual I can easily succumb to the bombardment of visual cruelties and factual events presented before, feel sad, feel despair, feel heavily burdened to question my humanity. But I choose not to. In the darkest tunnel, there will always be a light at the end. The logical thing to do would to look for it, and so we must. Despair isn’t an option, it is exactly the attitude we must abolish for it will drag us into abyss. Pick ourselves up and look for that light. Do what we must to search for it. For all the efforts will triumph a reward. And if in the end you still cannot find it, do not doubt that it isn’t there. Keep your faith and keep searching. You can easily start by looking into your own heart. For often overlooked, it is there, already a light, already an answer, already the hope of our humanity.