These days everyone has an angle to sell. we are bombarded daily with hot button words to invoke predetermined responses. Even from those we trust. I am not a war monger, I loathe violence, but a person I trust uses words like “war”, “battles”, “fight”, and usually describes those things as “inevitable”. Others chime in that I am weak to expect others to fight FOR me…in my stead.
But I am fighting a different war. I am fighting a war on language, because that’s where it starts. It always begins there…one side calls the other fascists. The other retaliates with racists. They call us corrupt, we call them stupid. In the end both sides feel they are just and the other wrong. It escalates until we are left with satan versus God.
In the end we are dividing ourselves–and that’s by design–because divided we are conquerable. Is it just the left that wants to conquer us? Hardly. They are a subset–useful tools–but they are accomplishing the goal nonetheless.
What offends me most is when the right further divides itself–we can be so gullible. For example, the word hopium. Coined to describe actions that are unsubstantiated, but may produce desired results. Its opposite–doom faggery–describes a condition in which nothing good can be seen coming to alleviate current conditions. Both terms describe unknowns, but only one is constantly depicted derisively–hopium.
I take offense with hopium because of my personal history. I have had to overcome some things in my past, terrible awful things, and without hope, I wouldn’t be here today. My faith is in God, that there is a brighter tomorrow on the horizon somewhere. I just need to pay attention to the signs, to work towards the brighter tomorrow with my head and my heart and refuse to resign myself to the abyss. Look up! Feel the sun on your face and the SON in your heart!
Sew Colorful 