I'm not afraid of death. This doesn't mean I want to die, far from it, but it means that I'm not destroyed when someone close to me dies, because I feel secure in the knowledge that they aren't hurting, and they're happy. Although I do not fear death, and I don't see death as an ending, I believe that life is so much more important than death. This belief has made me live my life in the least violent way possible, as I value peace so highly. Not just peace meaning no war, but peace within friendships and relationships, and within yourself.
I am often at war with myself, over silly things and more important things; what to do on the weekend, whether to skip lessons or not, what religious denomination I am. But I am constantly working on becoming at peace with my emotions and actions, as you can't live a truly full life if you're at war with yourself, as a part of you would never be happy, no matter which option you choose. I debate and reason with myself daily, and this genuinely helps me feel more grounded and more myself, I guess (it's difficult for me to articulate, especially whilst maintaining proper grammar and an adequate vocabulary).
But even when I am at peace with myself, the world never seems to be, and sometimes I genuinely think that it may never be, which makes me feel too gloomy for words. The recent protests in America have almost proved this to me. They're due to an election, in which (obviously) not every single person will be content with the outcome, as there is more than one choice. But even though someone's discontented with something, they needn't turn to violence. Change can be achieved though peace; through strong words and meaningful gestures. To make your voice heard you need only speak, your voice is not intensified by fighting.
Even though I say this, war has still happened. And is still happening. There's no way to get around this, and to pretend that it isn't true would frankly be offensive to those who have (and are) risking their lives for their ethics and to help others. I admire our veterans, I really, truly do. I could never do what they have done - I suppose I consider myself a pacifist. But that doesn't mean I appreciate their sacrifice any less than someone who is more in favour of fighting. (Can one ever be in favour of fighting? To me it seems to be a sort of major juxtaposition. Maybe that's just me.) I, and countless others (the whole world in fact) will be forever grateful to the irrevocably valiant men and women who have taken a stand and a bullet for humanity and for peace. On this day, Remembrance Sunday, I'd like for you to stop whatever you're doing (AKA reading this), and take a moment to think about what your life would be like had your countrymen not fought for what they believed in. No matter what country you come from or live in or have ever lived in, I'm positive that your life would not be the same without these gallant heroes, present or departed.
Think about yourself, think about your family and friends, and think about the world. Reflect upon your relationships with them - are they as strong and as positive as you wish them to be? If not, why? At this time of remembrance and looking back, take a chance to look forwards too; if you want to change something about your life, do it! What's stopping you? If the answer to that is yourself, it couldn't be easier to rectify.
Remember the past, contemplate the future, but most of all; don't forget to live for the present.
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