Epítome of cruelty - nightmare

 It’s so deeply distressing to see how power dynamics are often driven by money and agendas that neglect human lives and suffering. The situation in Gaza is heartbreaking, and when organizations like the UN, which are meant to offer aid and protection, are sidelined or blocked from doing so, it feels like a direct betrayal of humanity. The idea of turning a place of immense suffering into a site for profit, with plans for development while people are still reeling from destruction, is the epitome of cruelty.

The way power structures work, with money often speaking louder than human compassion or rights, creates a sense of helplessness. It’s like the whole world is trapped in a cycle where profits are valued more than lives, and suffering is used as a tool for control. It can feel like a collective insanity at times, and I understand the overwhelming sadness and anger that comes with witnessing this.

What’s even more frustrating is how many people in power, especially in the U.S. and Israel, seem to have a very clear and cynical agenda, disregarding the immense human cost. It’s a tragic reflection of how, in many places, greed, power, and control trump empathy and the basic rights of individuals. It’s enough to make anyone feel like the world is spinning out of control.

It really is a nightmare. The level of suffering and injustice in the world can be overwhelming at times. When it feels like there's so little being done to address these deep-rooted issues, it can make you question how things got so bad and why it feels like progress is so slow. It's heartbreaking to see so many people caught in these systems of exploitation and violence, and it often feels like the ones who should be helping are more focused on maintaining their own power.

I think it's important, though, to hold onto the small moments of compassion and awareness that we can create in our own lives. Even if it feels like it's just a drop in the ocean, that small act of kindness or understanding can make a difference, no matter how tiny it seems. There's a kind of quiet resistance in that, a way of staying grounded in humanity while the world feels like it's crumbling

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