Okay, I don't usually post twice a day. I realize that I have posted twice a day for about three days in a row now, but sometimes I get things in my head that I just HAVE to share with the world at large.
This is one of those things.
I think that if I'd been born in the fifties, (or forties I guess), I would have participated in the civil rights movement and Vietnam protests of the 1960's. I often think I must be the reincarnation of someone who did all of those things and died tragically young. I'm a flower child at heart.
I have a love of the earth and the people who inhabit it that defies logic. As I get older, I see myself shifting in a way that I want to help people, and put other's happiness ahead of my own. Not at the expense of sacrificing who I am, but I'd rather give my last five dollars to a homeless person than spend it on my own dinner. I learn about things like the genocide in Darfur, and find myself weeping over people I'd never even met.
All I want to do is help people. I have no ambition for myself, to finish schooling or get a good money-making job. I want to be one of those people who helps build houses for people who've lost theirs in a storm, or help feed a family who's lost their source of income, or even be one of those people in underground groups helping squatters find homes.
There are times when I hate living in such a "me, me, me" society. And there are times when I'm the most selfish person in the world.
But mostly, I want us all to be able to join hands, singing "Cumbaya", and passing around a peace pipe of love and happiness.