People rage and rant at each other. Civility has disappeared and has been replaced with anger. We advance so rapidly that we have lost touch with each other. We used to sit and talk for hours, now we tweet and post. In short blurbs and emogies we try to communicate, but we really are not saying anything. Our barrier used to be our language, now it is not trying to understand each other at all. We isolate ourselves and cultivate followers instead of life long friends. Though our social circles may have been small, at least we knew we could rely on each other. Now we do not know who our neighbors are and our own family has become a strange to us. We fight with each other and fight with ourselves. The world is coming apart at the seams. Perhaps it would be better if all the technology went on a vacation and peace were given a chance again.

Take everything that someone earns and give it away to those in need. This is what equality means. Make everyone stand on their own two feet and work to achieve as much as they can, this is what life should be. We were born to privilege and we know whats best for you. Let us tell you what you should do. In principal eloquent speeches may seem surreal, but let us examine each ideal for what it is. Only the outcome of the experiment matters. How you get to the end is hard to say. When the dust settles only the way that works best should be considered. This how you win the battle of ideals.

Why do you look at me differently? Why do I frighten you? What makes you reject me? Have you even taken time to get to know me? Is it because I call God by a different name? Is it because we do not look the same? Is it because the way I dress? These are just clothes and they are not what makes me who I am. They just cover a part of me, they do not reflect the best part of me. So I ask you will you get to know me? Will you open your mind and see what I have to offer? Will you stay at a distance and not even bother? What can I do to convince you that we are not so different? What will it take for you to live and let live? Perhaps you are just too closed off to see what is in front of you? So I ask if you are not willing to get to me, then why do you still judge me?

Shackles around my ankles and my wrist. Iron bars on my windows and my doors. I made some mistakes now I am paying for them. My freedom was taken from me because they say I did not listen to the rules of society. I was born with a boot on my neck,  the only chance I was given I took it. Now what I am looking at doesn't phase me. They can't take away what drives me. I have a place that I live but they cannot see. I have memories of what I have accomplished. I see the cost but I have gained more than I have lost. I was born under the sign of oppression but I have learned their lessons. My family is what is important to me. That is why I have to make this dark journey. Every time I get discouraged, I simply withdraw into myself and I find new courage. They want me to despair, they took away the key to the door and they do not care. All I am to them is a number, my life they think it is theirs to plunder. I will not be denied my place. They sit in judgment but I write my own fate. I was given no choice, but with what I have gained my family and future now have a voice. I lifted myself out of poverty and became the man that I had to be. One day this nightmare will be over, then I will crossover to the other side. I will live life again but on  my terms. Until then I will keep going on this journey, I will hold fast to the dreams I keep hidden in me. I will live through the freedom that I keep inside of me.

I once thought I knew what love ought to be. It was between two people, just you and me. Then I was shown something miraculous, someone who paid a cost. Someone who didn't have to give all to come and save that which was lost. When my eyes were truly open and I saw what God Son did, I knew that there was a new type of love, that I had never seen before. He left all that he held dear to do the father's will. Though he still Bears the scars, he loves me still. For with love he gave his life that I might be redeemed. He showed me a new type of love, one that I had never seen.

When your heart has been shattered and your life is torn apart. when all that you thought you knew is proven wrong. When Love Has abandon you and you are rent into and with tearful eyes ask why, there is a place that you can go. The door is always open and someone will always hear. You do not have to be chosen because God loves us all just the same. Simply give him what is broken and call out to his name. He will take your tattered pieces and bind them each with love. He has a place for those that are broken reserved in his kingdom above.

Once there was freedom then there was none. The ability to exchange ideas has been replaced with intolerance. Rhetoric is hyper charged and vitriol is all that is left. You can not even peacefully espouse your ideas because you might strike a nerve. Political correctness has changed peaceful dialogue into fearful words if some one does not agree with your ideas. So silence everyone but my point of view. Then violence is the response if you disagree with me. When did civil discourse become so convoluted, what is hate speech anyway?