What takes positive cultures centuries to evolve is savaged in moments. The children we raise with love, murdered in an instant. What war ravages takes so very long to heal from. It is breaking bones when all that was needed was a hand of friendship and kind words. Yet this is the world of the never-sober-never-drunks. This is the world in which the cold indifference of the money-nexus damages the prefrontal cortex, reducing the ability for creative perspective taking, enhancing the "primitive hulk smash" mode. When will start taking faith seriously? When will we learn to see one another through the lens of the heart.
War ravaged, broken people and broken dreams, and for what? For power? For money-nexus greed? For profits? Because leaders aren't bright enough to think of how things are from the perspectives of others and find ways to cooperate?
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