Tuesday, November 13, 2012

We are few, we are many, we are all.

I keep casually asking people around me. 
Antigoni Kouramba ©












''So..  what are you up to this year/ what you really like to do/ what would you do if you had loads of free time/ how do you see your self after 10 years."


"I want to move on with my life."
"I feel stuck in that routine."
"I have to think where I am going."
"I don't know man, life is a bitch."
"My family."
"To buy my own home."
"To save enough to build or buy some apartments 
to rent, stop working, and just enjoy myself."
"I need someone in my life."
"If only I had more money."
"My children's future."
"I am tired and bored."


If you feel that you have kind of solved all your personal problems, you are satisfied with your life so far, you sleep safe, you hand and receive love every day and you, not only well-know which are your most ambitious goals but you are already on the track for achieving them. Congratulations! You are one of the wealthiest* people on Earth.

Unfortunately most 'affluent citizens' are far from the above.

We, the *privileged ones, are to give them a hand.

Feeling angry can be dangerously false 
and feeling sorry just won't help.

We are victims of the status quo as much as starving people are victims of our humane-less actions. We all share some irresponsibility and some fair excuses. So what?

So, let's move on. That.

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