You Lost Me: But I’m Not Lost

I find myself looking over the newspaper or hearing a headline on the news and paying little or no attention.

The center of my brain that used to “get a rise” when certain terms were used to blast those who see life differently must have become disconnected or worn out.

The blame game no longer makes me feel, anything.

The blaming, the badgering, and the belittling use to stir something in me and make me want to take action. But now it only reveals desperation on the part of the message-makers and I no longer care.

Don’t get me wrong; action still stirs in my soul but for people not the message-makers ideology. Some say that’s riding the fence, I simply don’t see a fence. I see a whole bunch of people, like me, in the middle who care about “life” and are sickened by the control used to quiet us.

Politics, religion and culture wear me out and yet I still see some value in all three. I just see that value differently. At the heart of it all should be people. That’s what’s gotten lost in the process. We no longer care about people or perhaps the problem is more that the message-makers care more about the organizations power than the people they used to represent.

I still see great power in people. I see the strength of who we are in the middle not the far right or left. When I think about what could be, if only we the people would stand up, I get excited.

As the great divide continues to come between us I wonder to myself and now to you, when do we again start thinking for ourselves and tell the message-makers to back off?

How long will we continue to buy this crap?