Sunday, August 23, 2009

District 9

Perci types...

Apartheid was still alive in this world not more 15 years ago. It's amazing how quickly I forgot. I remember why I wanted to forget.

There is something about injustice and the violence of poverty and the indifference to humanity that acts as a match to spark a fire in a heart.

To become a chalice; One forever filled, over flowing with compassion.

Cruelty overcome, by a promise, an empathy and a vow.

Locked in the shell of the other, the oppresed minority, the forgotten.

Hoping that his gift of compassion and humanity, in exchange for your life and freedom is repaid. Looking upwards to the heavens.

Three years. Waiting. Another man waiting 27 years imprisoned.

It has the same sad poetry of a story of a kind uncle morning the loss of his only son and a battle he commanded.

Tolerating injustice weathers away the passion for life the longer it occurs.

The Buddah teaches that the only way to experience true empathy is is to know another's suffering and to know that you too are subject to this frailty.
From this is born compassion.

Promise something to me, my friends. The next time you see someone that you are able to help, please do.

And I promise you that it will provide a moment of inspiration for you.