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hey people. my name's roo. i came here to share my love of writing with y'all. i look forward to sharing my words and learning from others.

JUSTICE
Sometimes, in life, we make mistakes, rendering the past dead and gone. Watching sequence of events unfolds like a chain reaction, learning to take responsibility and how everyone’s lives are touched with each decision. Thinking in the future how to plan ahead for one’s own needs and how much others are impacted.
That they, whether they know it or not, really depend on and need you, even if they do not want to become involved. Some may have tried to help. Very few actually understand what is happening, even those making the choices; especially when it is happening.
Justice is sought out first by those aiming for it, trying to defend the weak and those reaching for what is right, and trying to be strong; the defenders in war, soldiers may think they know what they’re fighting for, but casualties and risks in battle may be taken in a cause thought to be for what is just and for rights/freedoms; things they thought once most important, only to be in vain. Realization comes after injury, only when the bigger picture comes into view does it dawn on those in combat what was in their hearts, near and dear to them. Who are friends/foes? It’s really very hard to say. Changing sides may happen, fighting thyself in split decisiveness. Yearning to know who cares most for your well being, for the brightest future; selflessness, sacrifice, doing whatever it takes to find a way to make things right.
Following your heart, truthfully, no one knows, it takes a lifetime; some never knowing, some never accepting, of what matters most- who to trust. Sometimes, you find yourself working with “the enemy”, one who seems to be striking at your heart; trying to repress, trying to keep you away from your goals. But then, look at them again. What were you fighting for? Were they genuinely you? Did you really want that? Or was it to appease someone else?
Do you know why? Would you have done it otherwise? Would you be where you are if you were alone? They may get taken away from you; prisoners of war, missing in action. Or maybe you know their whereabouts. But when will you get them back? How long will it take?
Will they come back the same? What does this time do to them? Does it change them? Do their views change? Do yours? The time you are forced to spend without them…with new people, or old friends, avoided for so long; perhaps for varying views on daily activities, things you used to hold dear, couldn’t imagine living without.
Once thought silly to part from. No reason to be without, or even a necessity. The mind is deceptive. It is what you train it to be. You ultimately retain control, even if you think you do not have it. Either way, you’re right.
It is what you lead it to become. Is this something you are happy with? You must decide when you are alone, exactly who you are, and what means the most to you. No matter who may cross your path, remain unhindered. No one can change you, unless of course, you relinquish power to them to do so. Control is not a right, it is a privilege. As is freedom, your own- your “right” to be with those you care about; which must be chosen wisely, can also slip from your fingers.
No matter how many moons have passed, this seemingly solid structure can be toppled in the blink of an eye. So guard it, as it is precious. It is but the feather weight of an infant’s livelihood; here today, gone tomorrow. You must build yourself to be strong, to never give up. Never forget how fragile this infrastructure is built. Never lose sight of what should always be within you; in your heart, and in the mind. Retain a healthy and real image of what is the world around you, for you have a hole to play- sanity.
Don’t keep unrealistic, unreachable expectations. Remember, you can have a deep affection for everything and everyone around you. We all have strengths/powers or our own. We are capable of what we choose to be. We only stop when we have decided to give up.
A just world is one where all involved have met their standards. A better world is one where they are surpassed. Often times, this can only be achieved when things fall before rebuilding. This is how we learn how they work; how things function, much like dissection. All working parts involved running together, like a machine. Even one cog spinning the wrong way can halt the process; setting things spinning out of control.
It affects the things nearby it and soon spreads, like wildfire, to everything it touches; then the next, until and unless there is someone who sees it and stops it in its path. Does this mean it is bad and must be rejected? No. It needs fixing, healing; someone who knows why it is wrong and how to make it better. Perhaps on who has experienced something similar in the past. It is okay. There is hope.
There must be willingness to take forth the effort to turn things around. Should it be set back to the way they were before? No. Surely, the same problem would arise again. This is what is called for is, change; a new way of functioning, a new story; development of character, to a new level- a better, stronger, evolved persona. How? Through recognition, understanding, acceptance, and redemption; a way to step into new shoes; to help those around and with guidance, a shepherd is born.
Every time a new one comes, people around benefit and also evolve. They too have much to learn and hopefully can avoid similar fallings out. This is not to say other things may occur. .A new face, not yet known, one causing another breed of destruction, of chaos, yet, these things may bring inventions- things in no other way may have been conceived; things made with intentions due to uncertainties never before encountered. These things, we can make our strengths. There is no need to fear.
Rather, rejoice, as they are opportunities brought forth by faith. We no longer live in the dark ages; not understanding is no reason to persecute. Many times trouble accepting and realizing new ideas, taking risks can lead to a whole new way of life- better lives. We must never let these things separate us, for we are all we have. We continue to move forward. To condemn these things surely would bring only loss, regret, and damnation- things we cannot take back.
Even in the face of doom, we must remain strong; hold on to what is in us, who we are. Even the bravest, mightiest, and noble of men, pale in comparison to a unity of those brethren sticking together. This is our greatest gift. This is our best chance of hope, of opportunity to grow together, towards salvation. No man alone can conquer the evil that lies ahead; for we have not seen the worst to come. It is in our best interest to care for those in need.
They may one day be protecting us, caring for our elderly, teaching our young; better than hiding from what needs our help. For then, can we really call it just? Repeating the same punishment, resulting in unchanged behavior, loss of hope, dull life, rather, new salvation; a look through new eyes, a way to reach out to those who have been hurt, a chance to redeem the trust they betrayed, a new life. Together, both stronger, better than they were in past lives. No going back, but moving forward to new ways; hope, faith. Thanks to those who were once thought to be condemners, but hoping they understand the views of those sought after, hoping to be in the right pathway; shouting out cries of help for rejuvenation, of what is best…for everyone.