I've always lived in peace, with peace, in places where there's peace. I don't know what war is, because I've never lived in a war zone. I've never experienced the terror of a war. Maybe I don't even know how to write about it. I read a lot about the war(s), the news, the refugees. I'm informed. But I've never lived in a war environment, I've never felt the excruciating pain of losing everything, the terror of persecution, which, I guess, is something that crosses our guts and sharpens our instincts in a way only animals know.
It changes the scenery we are used to and shows destruction. It deprives us of everything we are used to, even the simplest things, like sitting at a table and drinking a glass of water. Because there is none anymore. I can't even figure out if I can imagine it.
That is why I respect all who lived or still live in war, I embrace the causes, I can't afford myself to be against the refugees, or even to criticize them. Because those who are can afford it.
What do I know about it?! I know they are people like me, but they haven't had the luck, or the opportunity, like me, to live in peace and with peace.
We must turn ourselves into our spirit of solidarity, be humanists, believe, once and for all, that there are no 1st and 2nd class citizens in this world.
We are all human, we are and we have the right to be all equal.
I know this may seem utopian, but no one who has ever lived in war should even dare to criticize it.
Isabel
www.isabelnolasco.com
Photos: Fortress, Balibo, East Timor.
Taken with my Canon EOS 5D MKIII, edited with Lightroom.
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