I’ve said many times and truly believe that war will never bring peace. Yet when I look to the galaxy and the universe and beyond, I remember being told about the way planets are born, stars are destroyed, galaxies birthed and so on.
This explosion of stars, constant reconstruction … is this the equivalent to wars on earth? If so, would life cease if chaos no longer existed? It seems destruction is necessary for the birthing of something new, for change to take place.
Perhaps world wide love and compassion are not possible after all. But oh how I wish it were … and so I will continue to live life to the best of my ability in order to align with this desire.
Odd, how these moments of silence give way to possibilities. Who needs television anyway?