How the roses grew

A sadness spread across the world in moments. Myriad connections fired, linked and we all knew. Eyes glazed over as we spared our minds the full force of the tragedy. Again, weapons had fired, young people fell.A single individual person has allowed his shadow to rule. He was unable to overcome himself, and failed. He failed to retain any humanity, any reality, any connection to other entities around him. He even failed to achieve his goal.

A sudden growth, a blossom of text and discussion about this one act has floridly spread through our communications media. The common rhetoric that follows these events. A bland discussion about the computer games he had played and cries of "causality!". Christian groups voraciously distancing themselves from the individual. Conservative groups sternly shaking their heads at the back of the crowd, stealing glances at each other. They had to admit, his political leanings were similar to their own. Hadn't they joked about doing it? The blood Islamic's ARE taking our jobs and ruining Europe...  They stop, catching themselves short of actually admitting it.

The human race has shown in excruciating detail and duplication its keen ability to slaughter. A beautiful and loving message is delivered to two sides of a dispute, in separate but individually meaningful ways. Both sides listen and then effortlessly mutate, disfigure and maim the message into unrecognizable horror. They tear at it, gnaw at its sides and dig beneath its fingernails until finally it turns, angrily and roars its fury at this treatment. It launches forwards mauling each group. Their injuries put fear into their hearts, and anger.

The absurdity of the recent abhorrent actions beings described as a 'political statement' strikes me like a blow. I stop eating my breakfast and place the bowl down in front of me. The pathetic, cowardly actions of a single traitor are simply that.

A beautiful act of defiance soothed the erythematous, inflamed web of information today. 100,000 Norwegians marched through Oslo, carrying roses. Each adding a drop to the wave of caring, loving defiance to the cruelty they have endured. The result of this event is unite the people of this region in solidarity. They will not allow this to define them. They will endure with the acceptance of many people of a variety of backgrounds into their country, which is one of the richest in the world.

Please try to defeat your fears. Be strong in your resistance of cruelty. Make a decision that turns the path, at the fork, from cruelty to love and caring. A single bifurcation in the that surrounds our planet may seem insignificant, but it is a single neuron, in the brain of our global community. We choose our path, together. Please choose with wisdom and thought.