First of all, let me just say, I always feel hesitant at revealing my opinion on things because I have a tendency to say stuff I later regret or say things I didnt mean... So, fair warning, these are just thoughts that have been going through my mind lately, in light of everything that has been happening in the world over the past week or so. Understand me when I say that I really tried to be meticulous in my word choices and at the same time cautious as to how to approach things. And, Im sorry if its kind of a gloomy topic but, this week has been a pretty somber one across the globe it seems. To be forthright, death and suicide are really murky topics and anyone trying to attempt them in open dialogue should feel obligated to try to be as delicate as they possibly can. Although having said that, there really is no better way to put this gently so Ill just say it, I was not as distraught towards the death of Robin Williams as I probably would have been if I was a lot younger. Please dont get me wrong; I love Robin Williams as much his next best fan, I was crushed to hear the tragic announcement and will truly miss his unique identity... I feel bad for him and the fact that he obviously had a lot of demons he was fighting against. It makes me sad to think that someone so great, felt so alone in his battles, and is now gone way before his time... My heart sinks for him, his family, and how HE must have felt to make the choice that he did. Some of us who make a similar choice are lucky enough to wake up; so I feel like I can relate and/or sympathize with his emotions in a slight way... Robin Williams death didnt affect me as much because, ultimately, I respect his ability to choose his own outcome. Im not condoning suicide, no one should ever want to do that, IF YOU EVER FEEL THAT WAY PLEASE PLEASE COME TALK TO ME I PROMISE I WONT JUDGE YOU!! The point Im trying to make is, a lot of people lately havent been getting that kind of choice... Whats been going on in northern Iraq and Syria (for lack of better words) is psychotic and horrific. My heart aches when I see the photos of the women and children being beaten, decapitated, and literally slaughtered by men claiming the correct divinity merely because the location and culture they were born into.... I cant stand seeing that kind of stuff; it really kills me inside, and I hate feeling so helpless to it. It tears my heart apart thinking about what emotions/thoughts were going through their minds as they were desperate to want to choose to live... I told myself that if I was ever going to do anything good or great with what little life I have, I would like to be able to give some kind of choice back to those that have had it stripped away or stolen from them. Its the main reason why I want to be a medical laboratory scientist..... Any being affiliated with ISIS has no right to say they are human; as far as I am concerned, there is a sharp distinction between a human being and being a monster. If you ever want to witness what religious persecution really looks like, just research the religious genocide of the Yazidis; occurring as we speak... It humbles me to know that I live in a country where the constitution never recognizes a single divine power, but instead recognizes that everyone has the right to believe in whatever creator or power they want to believe in. As soon as divine power is granted to any man, or group of men that govern, its only a matter of time until it is used as a tool for the worst kind of corruption... men can be easily corruptible. In the end, I still feel terrible for Robin Williams though; I always looked up to him, and I will really miss his identity... He was one of my favorites, and was one of the greats... RIP ....
Posted on: Sat, 16 Aug 2014 02:43:58 +0000
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