Well i don’t know about anybody else but I could scream and cry and throw a few things right now. What happened to my country? Why are they doing this war thing? Why are children dying? Why is anybody dying for somebody elses’ war? It is never the people. It never is. Why is it so hard for humanity to simply find a peaceful place to be free of hate? And why is everybody defining themselves by who they hate? And why is there so much hate? You cannot be standing for peace while screaming hatred for the other. Why is that so hard to understand? Why oh why oh why.
It is a lovely day outside. That is what we have. The wet leaves on the waiting ground. Everything else is the painful noise of the human experience struggling.
I oftrn wonder why - why we war, why are we so attracted to taking sides. Is this just what the human animal is? Did God make a mistake when he gave us a brain? Did we evolve to kill our competitors because that was how to survive? So may questions
I resonate so much with this. Why indeed.
But as you say, it is a lovely day and there are olives to pick and oil to be pressed.
Why, oh why.