Trauma, broken hearts, uncontrollable emotions, crying, mortified. Things we witnessed on our way to an awesome vacation. Car accidents, accidents with no one to blame, they run away to escape the blame. When will we take responsibility. In a car full of mourning people, I sit as a comforter. Doing my best to help. But I am not enough, we need to work together. We all need each other to make it through this life. I cry just thinking about pain, and suffering. An old friend, and good soul killer himself a couple days ago. He was bullied, hated, abused, and for that he didn’t want to take on life. Can we be the people to talk with him, can we be the people to love him even when he isn’t being “good”. The only way bad people get better is through good people taking the name. Good people must own the “good” title, love your enemies, show them love. Give the ones that pain you the most attention, give them the most love, be so grateful that they exist that you improve their life. When they punch you, hug them back. When they verbally abuse you, tell them you love them. Have faith, give your enemies what they need, what they deserve.
Most people are messed up because of there circumstances, and if they want to rely on their circumstances to decide how they feel, change there circumstances. Give them something to be good for. Give them a reason to love. Love those who struggle, love those who aren’t “perfect” like you. Enough of the depression. The future won’t be the future unless we work to improve each others lives. Be there for someone who needs it, talk to everyone the same. Talk to strangers like family. Talk to others as the words you say and the emotions you convey are as eternal as your soul itself. I love you guys, and the old buddy will be in peace, with peace. Can’t wait to see him again. I’m gonna give him the biggest hug.
