one night i see the NBA finals- high-classed; tens of thousands of audiences excited and aroused, each team with their team jerseys, team shorts, team jackets, team warm-ups, team towels, team chairs; high-classed. then i watched a scene from documentary that showed of poverty and injustice during the war times, specifically wwII. peasants being hungry everyday, fathers trying to feed family, women getting raped and mistreated, young men getting killed. it seems like two separate worlds. one may say this is of the past, but it is very real even in today. it happens every day, every minute, every second of our lives. yet we block it out. we don't ponder it. we don't acknowledge it. in short, we run away. we are afraid we must do something if we think about it, learn about it. we run a lot. the same goes for our sins. we keep ourselves busy. we keep ourselves not needing to think.
ezekiel is a sick book.
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