The world's gone mad.
Or perhaps it's always been this way.
I don't know.
The mad are mad.
And it's the new normal.
We can't pretend they're not mad.
We can't look away.
We need to stare.
To make eye contact.
To make soul contact.
Peace and love are more than a distant dream.
It's the tireless work of a mad genius.
One who never stops dreaming.
Never stops reaching.
Never stops racing towards love.
Don't avert your eyes.
Stare people's nature in the face.
Love is stronger than hate.
If we promise never ever to stop working.
To ever let our commitment to love dwindle.
To never look away and let hate marinate.
Never let it simmer.
Just under the boiling point.