Fotografi
Maria Folmer Rasmussen
R E F U G E E
Inside my heart I have been feeling a strange peace.
And my heart do not like pain.
Sometimes I'm in trouble, but I am here....Should I listen to the heart? The heart that wants peace
and wants me to protect the most valuable human treasure:
The capacity of bringing peace
Instead of maybe contributing to violence....
Hearts are holy
Not only yours and mine. All hearts.
The beating of hearts do not belong to us.
The beating of a heart belongs to life itself.
It's true we decide if we will listen.
Or do we...
A STORY OF LOVE
"Oh...
I feel this love, this life in my heart"
the woman thought
" I am so in love....."
Looking back she saw how peacefull everything had seemed.....
But so strange what desire
makes foolish people do.....
"Why...why do they argue........"
"Because this love, these money, this right, this truth- it was mine, MINE......It is still mine. If I can not have it , you shall not have it either."
Someone did wrong.. ...someone took what was wasn´t his to take.... but which one was it....
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"Self-righteousnessustice came upon us" the woman thought, looking back. "........we called it justice. We felt we had the right to carry that out..."
Looking back she saw how life had tried to stop her.
How life had send signs - like showing her:
"NO this is not yours, now I will take some more from you to show you, you do not need it."
But she had not understood.
She had forgotten the power of life was not her own.
She had fellt that she was justice,
that she was able to measure fairness...like God
Suddenly there was great need to make defences.........
...with soldiers to guard this right to have.....
even WALLS.....
People began to act strange... brother looking suspiciously to brother. Sister looking condescending to sister.....
......on either side of the boundary
Inside every heart lived another person.
This one cried:
"I am so broken.... Help me God...
I never wanted that so called love or truht or money they are fighting over....
I feel love only inside and it suffers....
I will give them all I have and they can keep it.
I don't need it.
All I need is my brothers and sisters....
But war came upon everyone.....
In the beginning it felt like fighting for freedom and rights
But soon rage followed ....
Authority took control
Hatred threatened everywhere to break out in human catastrophe
"Everything good and innocent we had born into this world suffered"
the woman thought, looking back
"Most of all the children"
Someone made money on the war... Had a thriving business.....
Some managed to escape but then found themselves in a desolate nowhereland between heaven and hell.
War marks us.
There is nowhere you can go.
The wound is internal.
All this happens every day everywhere....
betveen different cultures
between people in every society
in workplaces, in scools even in families
in relationships, between lovers
and within ourselves between different parts of us
​
Because we are HUMANS... not Gods.
It happens in MAN part of every one of us.
We are all wounded
Some more than others
It´s not always visible to the eye
But we are HUMANS
We are capable of peace....
...........in HU part of us.....
HELP PROTECT THE MOST PRECIOUS HUMAN TREASURE
by seeking refuge in your heart
Since beginning of times -and still....
PEACE HAVE CHANCE TO LIVE IN OUR HUMAN HEARTS
