Speaking of it, writing about it.
What would life be without hope?
Without that certainty that everything will be alright in the end?
The world as it is today scares me.
There are wars, suffering and great levels of indifference.
And ignorance.
And yet.
A tiny knot inside me refuses to give up hope.
Hope is all there is.
I have no religion to turn to,
No heaven or promise of the afterlife can justify
The suffering we cause others.
All I have is that tiny knot.
Of hope.
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