We have destroyed her.
We have embellished our mother earth with cancerous sky scrapers, trash, and all things horrible and rancid. We have clogged her, made it so she has no chance to progress and grow… to evolve. We have taken any chance she had to succeed and to flourish and crushed it.
Funny.. we do that to people too. We build them up so we can put them down. We take any bit of beauty they have and try to find a reason to demolish it. We label them, judge them, and talk about them. Any chance they had at succeeding is weighed down with dug up secrets, opinions, hatred.
Luckly, the more pollution, the more vibrant and beautiful the sunset.
She found a way to come out on top.
A lot of people are saying that too many people are going to post the video and then do nothing about it. But, in reality, doing just that is BIG! That is the point of the campaign.
I went to an Invisible Children meeting this past November where this campaign was presented to us, and it was so exciting. The idea was to get the idea in peoples heads, even if someone did nothing they would KNOW who Joseph Kony was… because let me tell you almost no one did. When I would go out fundraising, absolutely no one knew who Joseph Kony was, even some people who knew about Invisible Children and Supported it. Yet, he was put as the number one worst criminal in the world. How could that be? It’s because the media didn’t care. So, this campaign is almost forcing the media to care.
I have seen some skeptics also say that they didn’t think invisible children put their money to the right place, that only 30% or so actually directly went to the cause. Well, let me tell you they are humble people and have done far more than they said in the video. Invisible Children also helped build a rehabilitation center for the escapees to help them recover and to achieve their dreams. People don’t know that not only do they broadcast to villages to warn them of when the LRA comes, but they also broadcast to places where the LRA are hiding encouraging them to come home, and put escapees on to tell them they did it, so it is possible. People don’t know they hung cards in trees where the LRA would see them encouraging the kids to come home, and telling them their families want them back. People don’t know that money also went to the Fourth Estate which educated lovely people that really cared to know more, and to know how to do more to make a difference. People don’t know that they also fund the roadies to travel the country and speak at schools. People don’t know that they have brought home escapees who wanted to come to America and speak about their experiences.
I have to say that the support is overwhelming and beautiful. I have been supporting Invisible Children for around two years. I did the 25 hours of silence last April, and since this summer my friends and I raised over $3,000 for Invisible Children. We are so excited to see the world pulsing with the name Kony, and getting so close to his capture.
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I just wish we were a bit more normal.
I wish you could stay in the country for more than a year. With me. Happily.
I just want some damn consistency in my life for once, and I finally felt like I had that and now its about to be wisked away on a plane 12,000 miles away.
What am I supposed to do without my love lying next to me to keep me warm, giving me kisses and helping me through everything?
How does a person exist knowing their love is across the world but practically unreachable for so long? Do they?
I don’t get how you deal with this… because I’m a mess.
I’m a mess already.
I can’t imagine tomorrow. I don’t want to say good bye and I don’t think I can.
I mean, I have it for you, and you have it for me, but its not too often that we have it for each other in the same place, or on the same continent for that matter. You’re always across the world somewhere spectacular and colorful, and I’m still here, as always, waiting.
But, I’ve decided I don’t care. I love us. I love that you and I can feel each others love from thousands of miles away. I love writing you letters in my spare time and addressing them to where ever you are at the time. I love the feeling I get when I finally hear from you after a month or two. I love when you come home, and we can’t let go of each other.
I realized this last night when we stopped at the beach. Both of us, staring at the same bright, full moon. We can both look at that same moon, every night, and think of each other. It doesn’t matter where you are, I know you will be thinking of me when you do.
I can see it in your eyes lately, you care about me more than ever. i can tell by the way that you touch me a bit more delicately and kiss me on the forehead when no one is looking. I can tell by the way you wipe my tears and hold me.
I only wish you could be here, for, well, everything. 6 months is a long time. That means you won’t be here for prom, me getting into college, deciding what school to go to, internships, graduation, summer, everything. Quite frankly, you may be leaving at the worst possible time. I can remember being there for you during all of that, yet for me you will be a memory across the sea.
I sort of hoped you would want to travel the world with me. I’ve noticed your hands getting stronger recently and I just can’t seem to let go.
Maybe if I close my eyes…….
I think that as humans we all have one common desire: To be happy.
People find happiness in different ways, in fact for some people making other people upset makes them happy, but regardless we all have the same ultimate goal.
But, people all have a different idea of how they can personally get to that goal, and how the people around them can do the same. As a result of this, we essentially have different groups of people who are categorized together, basically by what other people do or believe that makes them upset. We have people who group themselves by their argument, what is right and wrong, what to believe, what should and shouldn’t be legal etc. So, we have created a society where we categorize ourselves by what we don’t like and in my opinion this is so flawed.
I honestly think peace is possible, but in order to get there we need to stop giving ourselves different categories to fall into. There is no reason a republican and democrat should not be able to get along, but yet the second one finds out the other is of the ‘opposing’ view, they put them in a space in their mind that says “they aren’t like me, they disagree with me and they are wrong because of it”. But, if that stereotype was never put in place, that thought would never occur.
All I’m saying is lets try to look at each other as other people and not what we look like or what we think. I believe we really can be just one tribe, and once we have accepted each other, we can live in peace and love.
I think the way we perceive others and others perceive us is so intriguing.
The idea that people see you in their eyes is fascinating, how would it be to see me on the street? What sort of impression do I leave?
Really, it’s just the idea that, in a way, each person is a whole different world. Each individual human has a different story and has eyes that they see every other world roaming this earth through.
When the power goes out everything is dark. Every corner of every space is eliminated. You are forced to walk through the world, well, your world in blindness in hopes you do not set foot on glass.
And this is just the beginning.
When the power goes out, you total your car, have your credit card stolen, and get a 0 on an essay.
When the power goes out, so does everything else. The world spirals downwards and you are forced to look up down and all around for an answer. You find yourself collapsing in a cushioned chair in surrender.
But, then you realize,
everything is still the same, I just can’t see it.
Sometimes, you just have to make your own light.
I think in poetry.
I walk the earth looking at things differently.
That is not a tree, that is a beautiful life that has grown from a tiny seed that I could easily break with my fingers, to an all-natural tower that could crush both myself and my home.
I think looking at life as beautiful as opposed to anything else is the way to live.
Don’t be a square.
I think we need to stop, take a breath, and thank our mother earth.
She has created us. She has taken care of us. She has fed us, nurtered us. She gives us a home, a ground to reassure our feet.
We have tourtured her. We toss our waiste all over her fragile skin and scar her.
We use her like no human would ever dare use another, but she is our mother.
Sure, she punishes us with storms every once in awhile, but the destruction she creates simply cannot compare to what we have done to her.
Take a second and love her. Next time you go outside, look up at the moon, stars or trees and look down at the grass, dirt or flowers and say thank you.
She deserves it.
While mixing the brownies I am making for rehersal tomorrow, I thought came to me:
If it came down to it, who would acctually be good and bad?
I’m saying, if there were somehow some ultimate test to determine weather someone is purley good or if they are bad, one with no way to cheat or predetermine how to pass, but a test that would tell the truth… it would be very interesting to see the results.
Because in the world we have those who are good, but act in a bad manner to appear rebellious or cool, and those who are bad but put on a very good act when needed.
I don’t know, just a thought.
But, to be lost in a world of wonder is dangerous,
and that is exactly how I like it.
I prefer to let my body and mind wander to wherever it pleases and I must say I have winded up in some unique situations because of it.
Dont live in a box and blind yourself with common missconceptions, ask
What you don’t know can’t hurt you.
This common belief is, I’m sorry to say, so wrong. l
Not allowing yourself to take in knowledge, enrich your brain, is just beyond misguided. Why would you ever let the opportunity to better yourself go to waist? Take what you have in front of you and use it, otherwise what the heck are you doing with your life?
If you have to ability to help people, go do it!
What you don’t know may be that babies, children, adults and elderly people all around the world feel hopeless and lost. The hardest working parents in the world still can’t even feed their family once a day. Someone whose sick and dying can only dream of seeing a doctor. Families don’t even feel safe in their own home due to whats happening right outside the door.
It can hurt you.
Knowing that other people, not just pictures on the news or numbers on a piece of paper, are struggling and need another person or two to care.
Just because you chose to pretend it isn’t happening and refuse to educate yourself on the real world and what is actually happening beyond your own little world, doesn’t mean it’s just going to go away.
Love, it deserves to be spread worldwide.
I don’t believe in you
or, necessarily, myself.
In fact, the common question of “what is” comes up.
A person with too much of this or too little of that is considered
but what if we are in fact the underdeveloped ones?
Perhaps these lovely individuals are far beyond our own comprehension!
We may think we see the world as it is, but there is the possibility that there is so much more that to our naive, naked eye simply cannot capture.