It’s easy to feel alone, in a system that slowly has broke down the operation aspects of our culture into many little parts, it’s hard for many to see how it’s all connected.
For those of us whose natural instinct is to see connection becomes almost painful to stand in the ignorance that drags our happiness down.
How can I be happy knowing that the clothes I wear cost not only money but also the lives of innocent people who have no other choice.
How can I be happy when the strength of our individuality to choose right from wrong gets lost in the invisible maze of authority built by selfish humans far above.
How can I be happy if I’m finally tired of numbing out the obvious pain that link us. Children die of thirst and hunger and TV tells me I should be happy if I can get the next trendy shit that’s on stock.