Flawless, you say, flawless.
Nature (i svenska: naturen), in all its glory. Be it the amazing sights it conjures, or the disasters it leaves trailing in its wake, it never fails to knock the wind right outta your chest.
A few weeks of peace, if I may, and that's all I ask.
There are so many, caught up in defining, advocating for justice (i svenska: rätt). But what is justice? Who sets the benchmark? It's always the little cracks and misdemeanors (i svenska: förseelse) that we overlook, we let get away. We close an eye until the entire situation becomes a giant ball of FUBAR. Indeed, let's start with correcting the injustice (i svenska: orättvisa) you see happening around you, start small and the bigger picture, will eventually come together.
Optimist, idealist, call it what you please. To me, it's my way of making a difference.
'it's as though the Big Guy up there, in all of his mighty glory, is looking down at the world in a crying shame.'
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