The Voice

My dearest Global citizen,

This is a voice from across the border, southern Europe to be exact. Don’t mind me, I’m just one person ‘examining’ both your legacy of Utopian Thinking and its descent into The American Dream: Hollywood style.

My voice comes from a country where career politicians occupy space as well. Not unlike Medieval Kings and Lords, no matter where you look at on a map, it’s either families ruling the system or personas controlling our opinions of it.

Whatever the political background, the term oligarchy feels descriptive to all. It’s a kind of management that divides attention: it’s either the fear of not conforming or the dread of proceeding with it. But what if the future seems dim, only when we turn a blind eye?

How can the sun show us the way with minds full of chemtrails that create clouds of confusion? How can earth be appreciated as Planet Home while its shape is worth fighting for? How can neighborhood peace be enjoyed while war is universally accepted?

This is also a voice from outer space; I mean, I see your sun... but to me it’s a star. Don’t mind me, I’m an alien ‘experimenting’ on both your vision of Equal Rights and its protest driven by televised transmissions of Privilege Threats.

My voice comes from a planet where colonial disputes occupy time as well. Not unlike your Ancient Empires and Kingdoms, no matter where you look at in the galaxy, it’s either us or them.

Whatever the racial background, the term division feels descriptive to all. It’s a kind of leadership that denounces common ground: it’s either the fear of being the target of a terrorist attack or the dread of being the military force behind it. But what if peacemakers seem passive, only when we promote aggression?

How can darkness ever feel safe while illumination is praised as security? How can the spirit be noticed while the eye is on body types? How can the present moment be truly experienced while we disrespect the union of time and space?

This is a voice from outside your comfort zone, no threat, but still unfamiliar. Don’t mind me, I’m a random thought ‘testing’ both your response and its silence.

My voice comes in peace, in the sense that it’s meant as a piece of advice. Open that blind eye. Promote peace. Become aware of participating in the reality that will soon be history.

Whatever the spiritual background, the terms ‘here & now’ feel descriptive to all. It’s the kind of authority that provides a space and time for breathing: is it, either fear or dread? Or is it trust and we think otherwise only when we fight the truth?

How can the need for true contact be satisfied while we refuse to unplug before we connect? To us. To them. To life on Planet Home.

This is a voice from within that will turn silent now.

My voice comes as a call.

Faithfully,

I Hope That You Answer It