Wir sind am stärksten, wenn wir Gelegenheit zum Nachdenken erhalten. Pass auf dich auf und erinnere dich, wer du bist. Sie sind eine schöne Seele, die der Welt viel zu bieten hat. Bleib stark, meine Liebe.
I looked outside of my window, raindrops sticking to the glass. Car-lights flashed by every few moments as the sound of their engine slowly disappeared in the distance every time.
My phone laid on my bed, screen still open to a news site.
The world is on fire, people are in concentration camps, war strikes cuba, northern africa, east europe and many more parts of the world, refugees are being harassed and attacked around the world as big companies get ever more powerful.
The theme of my playstation which is turned on plays in the background. Gaming can’t distract from the fact that our world is dying.
It used to help me coop with the pain back in the day.
Getting lost in a fictional world where I was able to make a difference and my choices mattered on a worldwide scale. Was it escapism? Probably. It distracted me from the painful reality where I had seen my mother die in my arms, see my family grow apart and see the world slowly die as we idly watched. The nostalgic feeling I used to get when I thought back of my younger days is replaced by nothing but sadness and darkness. It always had been dark and cruel, I just didn’t realize it back then.
As I stared out of this window I saw people passing by and so did my memories. I wish I could ignore it and live in my dream world for eternity. Yet, this feeling within me forced me to make a noise and create... create to leave an eternal mark on this world and on our universe. I dont want to stay here, but I want to leave a legacy behind that stays here forever. This is why I do what I do. -Z