All lives matter… to those who live them. Even the
suicidal fret the quality of their lives: their yearning to die is because of
it. The lowly may be expendable to the mighty but not to themselves. Even if
willing to be sacrificed it is in the hope of something better.
Not all lives are precious. Not only are some more
important than others but there are many the rest of us would do better
without.
Who am I to judge? Who are any of us to decide what lives
matter?
We are individuals living among many. The few significant
decide our fate. The insignificant live and die irrelevant. The truth itself
decides what lives matter.
Life is beyond all that is lifeless. Spirit is beyond all
that is spiritless. Mortality is not our humanity.
Whosoever lives a spiritless life lives and dies in vain.
We get one chance as one life as one person. Make it count… or be tossed onto
the pile of the nameless many.
Life is what you make of it. A person is what they make of themselves. Just being alive means you are no better than an animal.
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