The lonely rantings of a former looser trying to make it through life the best he can. Am I crazy? Maybe a little? Am I bad? I really don't think so. Maybe I'm just me and really that's all that people should expect.
February 22, 2010
I know that I'm equal, but I can never quite believe it. The opposite of faith I guess. I can believe in God but never quite know that He exists.
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Hmm.. I don't know or understand faith. I don't believe in god, or anything really. I believe in the power of human beings to do the right thing when the chips are down. I believe in our beautiful planet. So I'm sorry, but faith is something I can't really give you advice on.
In complete honesty, the concept of equality is pretty uncertain in itself.
A girl in my 15 year-old sister's class at high school took her own life two weeks ago. She was a gifted girl, talented in music, poetry, debating... my mum said to me what a tragedy it was, she spoke of how much this girl could have contributed to the world...
Is it more or less of a tragedy if a bright, bubbly young woman kills herself, than if a murderer, thief, gang member of the same age who is unlikely to contribute much to society, takes his or her life?
I would argue that the tragedy in all these cases is the loss of opportunity. In the latter examples, the tragedy began before they were born, before their parents were born, and are rooted deeply in the social problems that exacerbate crime: poverty, racial segregation, unemployment. These children were born with less of an opportunity to succeed (or at least, less probability of succeedng), a tragedy in itself.
I never met the girl who died, but almost every day I'm overwhelmed by the enormity of the fact that she lived, but has now died. It leaves me breathless. I've shed more than a couple of tears. And through all of it comes exhilaration, inspiration. I'm alive. That means something. I can make a difference, however small.
You're alive. You have this amazing, unique, unlikely, BEAUTIFUL opportunity that is human life. Your life's not perfect, but whose is? WHat is perfect? What more do you want, but an opportunity?
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Hmm.. I don't know or understand faith. I don't believe in god, or anything really. I believe in the power of human beings to do the right thing when the chips are down. I believe in our beautiful planet. So I'm sorry, but faith is something I can't really give you advice on.
In complete honesty, the concept of equality is pretty uncertain in itself.
A girl in my 15 year-old sister's class at high school took her own life two weeks ago. She was a gifted girl, talented in music, poetry, debating... my mum said to me what a tragedy it was, she spoke of how much this girl could have contributed to the world...
Is it more or less of a tragedy if a bright, bubbly young woman kills herself, than if a murderer, thief, gang member of the same age who is unlikely to contribute much to society, takes his or her life?
I would argue that the tragedy in all these cases is the loss of opportunity. In the latter examples, the tragedy began before they were born, before their parents were born, and are rooted deeply in the social problems that exacerbate crime: poverty, racial segregation, unemployment. These children were born with less of an opportunity to succeed (or at least, less probability of succeedng), a tragedy in itself.
I never met the girl who died, but almost every day I'm overwhelmed by the enormity of the fact that she lived, but has now died. It leaves me breathless. I've shed more than a couple of tears. And through all of it comes exhilaration, inspiration. I'm alive. That means something. I can make a difference, however small.
You're alive. You have this amazing, unique, unlikely, BEAUTIFUL opportunity that is human life. Your life's not perfect, but whose is? WHat is perfect? What more do you want, but an opportunity?
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