Jun 25, 2019

`just for me, just for others, true Justice`.

life  WHERE DID IT GO
12 years ago we played air guitar while visited hull
does it mean
 ,`we travel towards old age, we just look back..`
Hope should be something hold
Not for myself but for others
so is looking back the way
 `view the future`
by that mean like`way things should be
strive .want better for others`.
Whole process is not wanting something for myself but wanting justice.
Better opportunity for them..the young...
not myself, wish for little..
But it appears even that beyond most of us these days
who l am ...well not someone who hold or lives among those who hold influence.
How can hope come about .if we are simply where we started.










`There’s tension at the heart of human nature. whenever we set out to dream our dreams ,to build our temples, we must be honest enough to recognise it.’

Part of the tension for myself is we never go forward..so often  lived ,worked, built community around been forgotten, feels like our best efforts amount to little..while others often pretty wicked go on, buy houses drive better cars..have more holidays and income..yet read a simple Bible passage told to be grateful.
twitter feeds say we must strive
but tension highest for myself is this? why do the rich get better!
while poorest still get worse deal ,even in climate change debate it middle class high earners who buy organic food..protest on bikes..eat out in cafes..go home to comfortable.

while we reside in a place called uncomfortable..where they dare to say is growth..
It not true
tension is we know this..
so Biblical platitudes
Middle class values around grace ,
compassion,
Such Values are not what called for.
`just for me, just for others, true Justice`.



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