Sometimes I sit with myself and try to meditate in our current lives...
Believe me, we live a big lie, not all of us at least, but most of us... It's The 21st-century lie.
What is the purpose of a life without thoughts or goals, the roof of our aspirations a house and a car, where a man works eight hours every day, becomes a machine, solidifies his mind and idea to the degree of inertia...
That's the life of the employee and the worker, the life of a new bondage. Iron chains were compensated by identity numbers
The city has made our lives strict and polluted our human #nature,
we don't care about people like us who suffer from cold and hunger. We do not care about that patient in the hospital , nor are these orphans who are looking for shelter and ask people for their day's sustenance.
Today I meet some African immigrants who carry their children with them and look for nothing... Only survive
I couldn't hold my tears...
I felt they were part of me, and this part is sick, and I should help him...
I gave her some money that was with me at that moment... Maybe it's enough for a day or two...
At first, I thought I helped her...
But after I felt happy in my heart, I found that I helped myself
and that African woman is just a way that made me help #myself .....
"The best thing a man can do in this dark world is to help others,
the very human life is to serve others and to empathize with them and wanting to help them."
