One Love, One Heart

Personally, I believe that we should always strive to improve ourselves.  I am not a very religious man, but I feel that it is necessary to learn about the world’s religions.  All-in-all, it doesn’t change my standing on the subject, but it has enlightened me to other people’s beliefs and culture.  We’re all human, but it seems like many try to pry at the minute differences between us to create conflict.

In the long run it is pointless.  We all live separate lives in an essence.  Our goals and desires should be chased after, they are our own personal and independent struggles, but during the process we need to be respectful to our fellow man.  I live in a nation that is woefully confused.  We call ourselves Democrats, Republicans, and Independents and we fight for everything and nothing.  I’m proud to live in an age that is providing voice to the people, but I am equally saddened by the violence and hate that has led to the finding of our voice.

I read and listen to people spew their hate for gays, blacks, women, Muslims, Jews…anyone they can think of, when in all actuality they hate themselves the most and that is why they act out in bigotry and ignorance.  We are all people living together as one.  In the words of two of my greatest mentors, Robert Schultz and Bob Marley, “One love. One heart.”

We are of one and we need to rally as one.  We are not a world of socialists, whites, Americans, Asians, Christians, and Catholics we are a world of people, and if we put as much effort into understanding each other as we did hating each other we would learn to love the life we live and in turn live the life we love.

We, as a people, need to educate ourselves, and not in the traditional sense.  College is not a necessity anymore.  We live in an age where true wisdom comes from others.  We need to read, write, and converse.  We need to debate and draw.  We need to watch the world as it is, instead of trying to force it be something it can never become.

No matter what religion, race, or creed you belong to there is one certainty about life that we can all agree on: we have at least one shot, and we should make it count.  Leave a legacy of knowledge and love for your children, not one of hate and bigotry.

There is only one label: human.

One love—one heart.

A Man Out of Time

I feel like a man out of time; not quite here, not quite there.  I have thoughts and revelations, capricious notions scattered throughout a contemporary wasteland.  I am told I am clever and witty.  I merely adore the arts.  The beauty inspired by others inspires me.  It wishes me to compose my odd prose.  What better career, in an age of doubt and atrocity, is there than to be surrounded by pure awe?  To hear an acoustic riff that sparks the electric soul to soar into a nostalgic cloud is an experience of humanity; to see the brush strokes of a master as they depict the sadness and happiness of a life is an experience of humanity; to smell the vast wafts of spices, sauces, and herbs is an experience of humanity.  They all propel the soul into a stratosphere of transcendental elation.  I want to be a writer, not because I believe I am talented or am deserving of the career, I want be a writer because it allows me to share a piece of these beauties.  It allows me to be apart of something greater than myself.  I perceive the world differently because I see the beauty of it.  The horrors are masked, eroded, and non-existent in a land filled with art and culture.  The written word is my avenue and the pen is my Mustang…all I have to do is drive.