At ground zero, remnants of hatred radiate outward
In time and space still enveloping everything in its path
But what if the ensuing chaos that followed could be swallowed up?
Too late, times arrow runs forward neither does history compensate
However, it should elucidate — quick before all evidence dissipates
Follow the trails of vapor to find the root cause of such hate
Wait! Was it the moment a supreme state gave itself permission to test its superiority?
Justifying it even in shows of strength, by breaching the fundamental laws of ethics through a process of fission
That led to the most destructive of all chain reactions
That not only heralded the greatest split ever conceived
But furthered our division and fast forward
The consequences of such actions remain present in shadow engravings
Exists in the minds of alt-right nationalist in claims of supremacy
Or in the hijacking of controlled narratives from victors of history
Persisting however minute in the minds of the apathetic
As it breeds with continuing indifference
Or perhaps in long-held beliefs (of some) that migrants take jobs and come to occupy claimed spaces
Yet conquests of Alexander, Caesar, Cortez, Leopold are accepted
And failures to admonish Hitler’s quest of lebensraum (rightful place) came too late?
Hate manifests in distance shared and indifference
Further written in documents with goals set out to exclude and invade
Yet lay claim there are perils at bay — now growing more sophisticated
When employed through pervading screens, penetrating self-esteems,
Demonizing marginalized, branding outsiders extremists in efforts to accelerate misplaced rage
Negating us all from seeing the truth and deeper issue at stake
That the source that bore us all will further separate
Leaving us disconnected with little chance of peace love, and understanding
See, even sympathy garnered for the displaced fades unless somehow images of victims
Beaming to screens worldwide fuel movements that may gather steam but most victims
Remain nameless and anonymous while some other movements reach hashtag status
And are backed by influencers who skirt blaming the collective responsible for these predicaments and ignore the root of it
While privileged yet angry voices fuss over others occupying their homes and their spaces
That was taken in the first place yet invoke terra nullius and rightful place
See, some never leave their place, or make painstaking journeys
Either habitually engrained or generally stuck in their milieu
Or fortunate to have ancestors who pillaged, invaded (to their benefit) and cut themselves off from the source with distance,
Indifference, ignorance, and with their only form of the up-rootedness experienced, is present in spirit
Perhaps from relentless destruction of lands and resources in their search of material possession
And disconnection by the gears of modernism and even the manufacture of information that warps the reality around them
As hate and power struggles overlap and possessing space has never been more contentious
These actions reverberate for generations, generations which will have to pay for it
But hope exists if we can override such acts that reciprocate, educate and compensate
Though hate will not be corrected by placating or tolerating it
Reconnection to the source must involve bridging the separation
Or acknowledging relativity — the relationship between the space-time continuum
And all things, or Darwin’s Origin of species notwithstanding
The twisted, manipulated logic of eugenicists who exploit such changes and mutations
As tools, while forgetting that the colors of our eyes, hair, skin
That something as trivial and beautiful is neglected by the fact that conditions
Or time spent in sun or altitude could alter such things.
Even the aid of continental breaks means drifting away, along with neglect
Of our descendants from Denisovan, Neanderthal to Erectus
And any other detachment or migration event
See, distance from the source changes things
As does the difference in beliefs, race, gender, politics, disparity
To the indifference of catastrophic mushroom clouds or any form of raised fists
Though nothing is more powerful than nature’s greatest architect
The fabric of time and space or the gift it gave us - life and conscious thought
And despite nature’s law of decay, we must be architects
To stir revolution, through the evolution of our perceptions or knowing our origins
For relativity suggests that mass is forged and makes its mark in time and space
Anything contained in this universe follows this system, therefore even hate
Can be eradicated if we traverse through history to trace the separation or to give hate no more space to manifest
In order to grant the promise of time and space for reconciliation, appreciation,
And remembrances of things past and sacred
Such as the journey of our ancestors and our single source origins
Hopes of converging forward where difference is celebrated strengthens us
Like a melting pot of shared ideas, joys, and more than ever;
In the reminder of shared breath, circumstance, and disappearing lands
Despite being connected by a wide world web
Livelihoods existing outside this domain largely remains ignored
When voices are granted to those who speak loudest
And masses give attention to idolatry seekers over visionaries
Who spoke of the universal truth of peace and justice;
‘Do not follow leaders,’ ‘Emancipate yourself,’ for god’s sake if Garvey
Had another chance to express himself, or through Marley
Who made it accessible enough for those to catch on
To raise our fists and resist, or to get down on our knees, to take a stand
Or to stand your ground and utilize all of these things like Kaepernick proudly taking a knee in spite of rhetoric then great
And so such actions should be admired and repeated
Though not on someone’s neck for heaven’s sake, especially if they say they can’t breathe
How more rudimentarily can it be expressed of the need
For virtues and working together while not just taking cues
From self-congratulatory elites or so-called liberals
Whose views may only differ from their counterpart in matters of rainbow pride
Or with pro-lifers who mask their care for lives purely out of control and only care about lives when they’re white
Yet remaining divided in shows of support towards the occupy movement
Or financial institutions and bringing the fight to the one percent
Albeit while owning mansions and campaigning climate change while flying private jets
To willingly defending friends committing wrongdoings on basis of talent, connections or frankly moral absence
Which fails to see that victims rightfully speaking up weeds out and punishes predators with consequence, no matter how privileged
Demonstrating nothing is sacred, even politicians, especially ones who fail to acknowledge
The rise of greenhouse gases and rising sea levels which are just as urgent
As rising hate movements that are ticking time bombs ready to detonate
Which does not help when politicians themselves participate in spreading the rhetoric
There’s no future without rectifying the past, let’s not rely on hashtag status
It only limits voices of the unspoken, the silenced albeit
Is it really enough to Stop Asian Hate or make Black Lives Matter?
These centuries-old issues in the making are encompassed by something greater and have existed as long as we have been silent
Want to make an actual difference? Let’s not forget the plights either of those who have existed and now those who exist on the fringes
And extend the same thought to plants, animals and the importance of ecosystems that sustain us, better yet our home planet
See, we may hope these things will resolve themselves but it hinges on the ability of leaders and ourselves;
To combat our inner demons, fears, prejudices, ignorances
To learn the lessons of history, to not be indifferent and to even remember the preciousness of the breath
We’ve had more than a year already to reflect and to reset
And if we want the normalcy or freedoms we think we had then
Perhaps it will only be achieved when injustice is corrected and freedom is for all
To be safe from harm whether from hate or disasters (natural and man-made)
Or even pandemics brought on from viruses (albeit non-discriminate themselves)
The lesson is, such things that threaten us and our livelihoods and our homes can be tempered
With attention, care and bridging our differences in order to pave a future for us to all coexist - for our very lives depend on it
About the Creator
Vi Nguyen
Writer, poet and budding filmmaker on a quest to spark ripples in the consciousness and to bridge the divide through universal understanding.
Melbourne, Australia
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Absolutely soul invoking. Vi is a current philosopher our world is in dire need of.