Differences are Good
Hello again old friend. I want to say, from the bottom of my heart, thank you for reading my words. Like any producer, whether their production be arts, goods, words, or otherwise, it means a lot when time is taken to appreciate the end work. For me this is a shallow indulgence of my own pride. What means more to me is the usefulness they have on you. I care about you, hard as it might be to believe, only because the world you live in has shown you how little we care for each other.
I have been busy traveling. Growing, exploring, and reading. Trying to make sense to myself how we as human beings are more alike than we are different. What we are shown and reminded of, often, are our differences. We fight over our beliefs, our understandings of life, our opinions. It’s a heartbreaking cycle that has, in my opinion, devolved us, instead of excelling us.
So why do we do it? Why do we fight over differences, instead of embracing them as the extraordinary diversity of our individuality. We awe at how no two snow flakes are identical but fight to make me like you, him like her, them like us. Its maddening really.
What I have learned in my travels is that what binds us together are our hearts. I have seen the grumpiest of people break into a smile when they see a child. I have seen people you would judge at face value, do completely opposite acts, disproving, even making you feel bad, for your pre-judgments. I have been to various countries all over the world only to have all my previously held notions about that place be disproved. Finding generosity in the alleys of Islamabad, trust in the coffee shops of Istanbul, faith in the people of Tahrir, and kindness everywhere I go. I have seen good. I have seen bad. What I hope to see more of is understanding.
– Omar M