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The Conflict in our Consciousness (#nexttragedythemediaasksmetoackowledge)

11/16/2015

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So begins
The post-tragedy Facebook arms race
Where everyone (including me)
 engages in public posting of sympathy and empathy
For all worldly devastation
From here, we slowly come to the realization of how
maniacal and draining hatred can be when constantly monitored and reported
 
We get sad,
countries turn to fire as we all rush to try to understand
How can this happen anywhere?
We post all we can gather throughout the day
Researching reliable resources.
But then,
We lose stamina,
We cease to have the capacity for such sadness on a constant basis
Or the media lost interest before us
 
We rather watch puppies swim for the first time
Or relatable sketch comedy
(Laugh factory serves as my escape)
And before we know it
Silence
Buzz feed shenanigans and Reddit
Tumblr Kardashians
We sink right back in because
It's so hard to give breathing room to things that take breaths away and
Publicly proving we care is another layer of pressure before we become numb again,
in one form or another,
and our consciousness fades
With a type of dissociation that is only human
when you try to fathom why certain injustices and massacres exist
 
And so becomes the conflict of consciousness:
 
How do we not lose ourselves before another tragedy awakes us
to the rest of the world and their grievances?
 
How do we stay engaged to 
seek knowledge, seek service, seek information, seek justice, seek hope
without the media asking us?
 
How do we remain okay in silently praying in the dust of destruction
Rather than yelling it from cyber mountaintops,
Sometimes contradicting ourselves,
sometimes policing others’ attention spans,
or simply not knowing what to do to cope?
 
How do we make humanity a daily routine?
 
Not a meme,
A filter,
Or re-post or re-tweet
 
How do we breathe humanity
Without losing our breath?
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