The Kite of Humanity within Damascene Rose

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The Kite of Humanity

 

There is a long road between what we imagine happening and what it actually happens.

There is a long distance between imagining what it feels like and how it truly feels.

And there is a pretty steep distance between how it burns, frightens and bleeds… and how it is imagined.

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From the trenches of survival —

the howl of pain

echoes…

vibrates,

and reverberates…

only for those who have the ears of the heart open.

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Deaf!

Blind!

Closed!

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The echo cannot ascend as a kite

unless —

Felt!

Within,

the very beating of the valves.

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Ascension needs tempo.

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What is humanity ... waiting for?

It's the 3rd Millenium,

already.

 

And we have, we have failed.

Again!

Big time!

A broken kite.

An echo for humane humanity…

 

 

 

“As human beings, our greatness lies not so much in being able to remake the world – that is the myth of the atomic age – as in being able to remake ourselves."
— Ghandi
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Copyright@ Ms Shamsia Hassani

"The 1st Afghan female graffiti/street artist."

https://instagram.com/shamsiahassani

www.shamsiahassani.net

 

 

 

I discovered her/ art via Fine Society's Instagram page.

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