In a society devoid of brotherhood but ”christened” in collusion written into its founding documents to protect certain citizens, is one in which I cannot be passive within, ever. “Wake Up,” screams an inner voice. If I swallow the west’s philosophy without filters, I am ultimately not choosing my real self. I am choosing a caricature, one designed by a philosophy that doesn’t include the soul. It awkwardly attempts to close that gap, but truly even the Spirit is on the outside looking in because of the demarcation between “church and state”. Looking closely, even that demarcation is a testament to the worship of self’s “individual rights”.
A deep cleanse is necessary.