Honesty

Not something we genuinely come by often these days. Are people honest? Sure. When they aren’t afraid of getting caught? Maybe not so much. That integrity is something that is slipping away from our humanity… and some of the most honest people I’ve met… have been criminals. What does that say about our “accepted” society? Honesty isn’t liked unless its pretty. In a place where appearance is everything, who cares what it takes to look good? No one keeps a body count when they’re on the paths of their destruction.

Honesty, even when it’s the hardest thing to do, lets people know they can trust you. Being good for the sake of integrity. People need to regain their balance with the truth before we all lose sight of each other. So afraid of showing ourselves fearing how someone can hurt us with what they’ve come to know about us. This mistrust of our neighbor is an exhausting way of life… I know it leaves ME feeling defeated and I’ve come to know myself as having some masochistic way being relentlessly hopeful for humanity. I know we are capable of so much more. We can accomplish so much good when we join together for a cause… instead we choose to isolate ourselves and see how far we can get on our own. Survival of the fittest in the most ironic sense. Where do we go from here? Continue to destroy each other? Or love and heal each other and our habitat? I know where I want to go in this life, and it definitely doesn’t involve any kind of war or anything other than peace with each other. Why would anyone want fuel the pain the hurts us?