The Domino Effect, by MCS

I try to think of myself as the wanderer of time. I like to move with the flow, roll the dice, or even make lame, overused expressions. I tend to keep to myself, whether it is my words or my mere existence.

You see, I like to live a life in complete seclusion due to those who do wrong and those who think they do right. So many times in today’s society, we see so many people do things judged as right and wrong. We forget to judge our own actions as those we see of others. The one thing I find sad is that the mere definition of right and wrong can be changed, and all we have to do is agree to it. For example, consider the word” nice.” We associate it with kindness and a goal for life. Yet, hundreds of years ago, if someone called you “nice,” you were known as “foolish” or “stupid.” That’s the beauty of language.

Then, let me ask you this: Is it right to kill any human being for any reason? What if you sacrifice one person in order to save a group? Is it technically right to sacrifice a life? How do we judge if one’s life is exceptionally greater than another? Oh, yet we have websites dedicated to calculating our value in this money-hungry society. Wonderfully enough, Time magazine collected data to give us a grand number: $129,000 for one life. How is it right to put a number on a living, breathing being? I guess God created bags of money rather than lives of priceless value.

“Sorry, sir; your life is significantly less valuable than those five people. We have $129,000 vs. $645,000.”

How do we know if this life has a bigger impact on the world than the five people?

Next, we have war. How is war logical at all? We fight for what we don’t believe in. Much of the time, it is over religion. I find it funny that so many Gods in the world say not to fight in war, to have peace, but in spite of our religion, we fight anyway. Yes, I just made the assumption there is more than one God for there are many cultures that transform Him into their own. After all, we view our creator in different images; that is why He is said to have many.

Are my rants about religion and the accusation of human interaction and activity appropriate? That is for you to decide. We view our own emotions to be above others. We think that it is okay to feel one way, say what we want, but when it comes to another individual’s opinion, we blow it away. We fight for what we believe in. We were taught to fight for what we believe in. If that is true, then doesn’t that mean we are fighting one another?

To view the human race as a whole has become a sad, sadistic hobby of mine. It is sad to say that once a strong-willed race has become a bunch of offended, narrow-minded beings. “I cannot believe you would allow the children to say God in school!” “How dare you say that in front of my child! It offends our heritage!” “Don’t say ‘Merry Christmas’! Say ‘Happy Holidays’!”

We also get offended when people are reluctant to say “God bless America.” We get angered if we hear a “Happy Holidays.” Why not say who you worship blessing the nation of endless possibilities? Why not express your own holiday to the world? Instead of getting offended, let’s allow us all to say what we believe in. After all, we do have freedom of religion. This is a two-way street.

 How does the existence of such incidents going on in the world crumble the human race so effectively? How have we allowed ourselves to become such a race of shame? We cry and complain about our differences rather than accept and use them to our advantage.

This is why I prefer myself to be a wanderer of time. I think of past and future concepts that anger us—that separate us.

And because of all our differences, our ignorant perception of the human race, we have become a nation of war. Not just a world war, a civil war. No! Not a civil war, a human war.

This war does not have two sides, but billions. In fact, it seems like I am not the only one who is living a life of seclusion, but the rest of the world is now as well.

Welcome to the war.