Isn’t it amazing how we don’t know each other, yet we know each other? You know me by my name and I know you by yours. That’s it. I don’t know your religion or country and I don’t even care. All I care about is that you are a human, so am I. We share knowledge, we share feelings. We appreciate each other and spread good vibes. We’re like a big, happy family sharing, caring, motivating and loving each other.
And then when I see people slaughter others of their kind on the grounds of religion and race, I pity them. I pity them because they are missing out on everything in this world that’s beautiful. I pity them because they don’t know that the world isn’t as bad a place as we think it is. I pity them because the feeling called “love” is beyond their comprehension.