I Hope for Peace

I believe that Humanity’s natural state is one of peace, not war.

I believe, or rather, I wish to believe that some day, all the people of this world will lay down their arms and finally put an end war. I hope that when that day comes, we can all learn to look past our collective differences and see that we are siblings in the eyes of the Almighty. I hope that we will have the sense to act upon what is right and wrong and have no need for government of police. I hope that in that world, we have forsaken the archaic concept of social classes and that there will be no one with power or authority to abuse.

To many, the very concept of such a world may seem like simple idealistic stupidity spewing from the mouth of a fool who is not yet world-weary enough to see the truth. And I might be inclined to agree. Humanity was forged in the metaphorical crucible of the Grand Creator, and was endowed with a desire to create. Unfortunately, we’ve been tempered by the destructive, all-consuming fires of war. It seems to be an almost universal truth that humans will wage war upon each other and somehow, despite all logic, thrive upon great hardship and strife.

Despite our history, our apparent nature, and all other evidence to the contrary, I still choose to believe we will have peace someday. However, I often wonder at what price the peace will come. I sincerely hope the price is not a “war to end all wars,” in which billions of lives are lost, and billions more are subjected to undue suffering.

In the past, I wrote of how I came to love humanity. I wrote that “If I stopped and considered that these people actually exist, that they are living, breathing human beings. If I thought of all of this from their perspective; if I saw through the eyes of every man, woman, and child that lives and dies, I might discover my love of humanity as a whole, and cry. I would cry those whose lives are cut short. I’d cry for orphaned children. I’d cry for starving mothers who cannot feed their kids. I’d cry for the death of those young who are sent to fight for obscure and meaningless ideals. I’d cry for the loss of innocence. I’d cry for all of the oppressed and disenfranchised peoples of the world. I’d cry because while most of the world lives in poverty, the privileged few ignore their cries. I’d cry for all the misfortunes of humanity.”

I hope all people can do as I have and see themselves through my eyes. I hope people can believe that we are all entrusted with a spark of the divine, and that no life is worthless, but instead, that each life has a value beyond measure.