I am confusion I reside in the mind of the 12yo muslim kid who was meters away from the mosque when it blew up wondering if his Qu'ran contains the same text as the blood-thirsty terrorists' I am courage I have built an abode in the mind of the 27 year Iraqi Christian who has has picked up arms, helping the government to keep what remains of his motherland I am fear I am the loud whisper in the head of the Mozambican as he pauses and glances one last time at what used to be home escaping xenophobia, fearing that his 'brother' might be his executioner. I am crazy I am the world bearing all the chaos and uncertainty the burden threatens to break me. I am hope I have overcome common sense I envision a world without warring sects each killing in the name of the almighty a world where we won't be looking for useless excuses to kill each other.
For all the tiny little thoughts in this big head... and opinions too long to be Facebook posts. :-)