Oct.15.23 - Day 1843 - So helpless

So sad. So lost. So helpless. How am I supposed to feel? How am I supposed to process what’s happened and what’s to come? These bombings are a world away and yet they feel so close to home. They feel like it could’ve been me. I could’ve been unlucky to be born into a war zone where an oppressor has systematically hindered your ability to grow, get educated and contribute to society all because of old-school political beliefs. Beliefs that have nothing to do with you. All you want to do is travel and be free. To step outside an open air prison that is your home and have an opportunity to advance in life. Because your leaders are corrupt and cause terror, you have to always live with the threat of death and destruction all around you. It’s sad to watch the world forget and move on about issues so quickly. The media empire and matrix keeps the population distracted on the new thing to push their agenda. All I come back to is control what you can. Do the best that you can with what you have in front of you. Doesn’t mean you shouldn’t speak up and voice your opinion but don’t get caught up. Everything is impermanent. The media is designed to bring you in and stir up hatred. Step away when you have to, especially as this gets worse. You can’t solve everything.

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