Thinking of friends far away

The world is crazy.
Humans are insolent.
I have always thought so, and I still think so.
I wish human beings would perish.
In fact, I think human beings are on the way to extinction.
In such a big story, I use such big subjects as the world and human beings, and express my anger and resentment toward them, but in reality, it is not that simple.
How much can I accept the reality of the lives that will be lost in front of my eyes when the crazy world is actually destroyed in this way?
How much can I fight against that reality?
I always think that is the question that must always be asked.

There was a shooting in Buffalo.
It was within walking distance from where we lived.
I have been exposed to news of such shootings many times, but to have such an incident happen in the city where I lived and where many of my friends and acquaintances live is very shocking.
These incidents happen because the world and people are crazy.
Even though I know this, it is unbearable and unacceptable.
How can this happen?

Wars occur as a result of the development of human society.
Pandemics and natural disasters occur as a result of the pursuit of economic growth and speed.
As a result of an ideology that has gone too far and been broken, indiscriminate murders occur.
It is true that these are dark predictions of the future and cold-hearted analysis, but the reality is progressing according to that analysis, and the weight of the many lives that are being lost as a result of this progression is unbearable. The unbearability of it all.

People who just immerse themselves in cheap nihilism in a large subject matter with a knowing look on their face.
Cowardly people who are so frightened that they stop thinking and throw their lives to others.
I don't want to be a person who runs away into such a rotten quagmire.
If I try to fulfill my life without running away from it, there will always be worries, conflicts, and bitterness.
That cannot be avoided by any means.
The question is, "Are you prepared to take on that?”
No, I am already confronted with it.
There is no escape. There is no choice but to accept it.

Today I want to pray silently for Buffalo.
(May 15,2022)