money is corruption and impulse is to fear. why can we not partake in peace? why do we hold such a great grudge after every defeat? where has the appreciation for integrity gone? for a life lived out of happiness and not this false love. raise your voices it won’t make a difference, count your blessings and hold on to this. why can we not look for the plus instead of subtracting more, we’re consistently left with less. and for once: let us embrace a continuous consideration of the value of life, we’re all humans here, we’re struggling, so why bicker publicly? make money off of their suffering? so much disgusts me. but the larger picture conveys destruction and hope, too much to contemplate in one night, over the course of one life.