Stop lying to Children

-


I don't know:
How the life came about
Why earth is round
Why sea is salty and bountiful
Why clouds are light and beautiful
Why I want to speak French when I am in love
Why I love my wife
Why do we need midwife
Why abortion is bad
Why drugs are illegal
Why guns are legal
Why black colour is scary and violent
Why white colour is pure and innocent
Why Jesus was Jewish
Why we hate Jews
Why some boys love other boys
Why some girls love other girls
Why people start wars
Why people steal
Why people kill
Why money exists
Why some lies are white
Why people cheat
Why God is Great and who is the High Priest
Why we all die?

Do you know?

Comments

Post a Comment

Popular posts from this blog

Colour Theory

-
Reference ( http://www.colormatters.com/color-and-design/are-black-and-white-colors ) The answer to the question - "Are black and white colours?"  - is one of the most debated issues about colour. Ask a scientist and you'll get a reply based on physics: "Black is not a colour, white is a colour" Ask an artist or a child with crayons and you'll get another: "Black is a colour, white is not a colour" Again who is right? Why are we lying to each other all the time? Why all this racism debates if we don't even know and can agree if black or white is a colour? Why do we cover up things all the time and try to tell that that is the way things were, are and will be? We grow up and do the same to our children. We perpetuate lies because it is much simpler. Go away, stop asking the hard questions. Gee what am I? Albert or Stephen? So we lie about sex,...
Read more

My Epitath

-
If you think I will be here Think again If you think I am here Think again If you think I was here Think again I will not , is not , was not ever here.
Read more

The Dream

-
Part I. Summoned   I found myself in the room with me sitting on the bench on the left side of the simple wooden table. I sensed many people on the bench but couldn't really see anyone clearly, just a human body's silhouettes. The bench was infinite and it stretched far beyond the extents of the room into the haziness of the outside void. I briefly glanced at the people on the bench. Some with beards and no clothes. No one was smiling. I wondered about them and their stories for a second. Opposite of the bench I was sitting on and adjacent to the table was a bed. The naked man and a woman were on the bed though I could only clearly see the man. I clearly saw his face with the rest of his body visible but not pronounced. He had a dark beard around his face and he was clearly of Middle-Eastern appearance. He was smiling and nodding occasionally but without any particular reason. ...
Read more