Waking hour, Kigao Rosimo
We live and breathe yet it is easy to take life for granted. We do value our own. That is basic among humans. So was protection, which was why human rights were crafted. Yet as we protect our own, the rights of others are trampled. The disrespect for other people’s rights has reached unprecedented levels, to shield certain interests and agenda, and sometimes even to feed the ego. Self-preservation rules, disguised as greater good.
Somewhere along the way, something must have gone wrong. All this chaos, all this misery is not part of the grand blueprint of conception, or is it? Maybe it is part of the process—live and experience the flaw to realize perfection. Perhaps we are in a dream and we have not woken up. As we come into awareness that this is the reality of this life, would the creator want us to start all over again when we finally open our eyes?