To all those people who will have a sad Christmas like
me due to human losses, material losses, ingratitude,
forgetfulness, I ask you to be brave or do like me, make it a common day, that
it is supposed to be, because in the end this was a pagan celebration borrowed by
the Christians. Well, If you think Christ was born on December 25th
I cannot assure, I was not there, I was not born yet, so do it like me, lock
yourself in the bedroom, in the living room, play a good music loud and
remember: don’t cook, because everybody regrets on 25th. This is the
day that the world commits the sin of the GLUTTONY.
Among the seven ones, there are better sins. Listen to a big truth: God is with
you during all days of your life and He will send his angels to consulate you.
Keep in mind that there is no evil that lasts forever and neither a never-ending
good. It is just one day. You will have more 364 to turn the table. Make profit
of 31st to thank for you close 2016 while many people have not
achieved, you are alive. You should think “what an annoying woman” to tell me
how I should act, but I do not want you feel the only person to suffer while in
the world there are more people like us. If the tears fall hardly off your face,
do not dry them, even less try to hold them up because they are washing out
your heart and your soul. The pain or hate which you are feeling get weak with
time, only the hurt is everlasting or while we are in this world. Remember one
thing that makes you good, about a fact that makes you happy, so it will make
you a good feeling.
Me, in my opinion, I
want make it clear, in my opinion, I think Christmas, the symbol of Santa Claus
the most inhuman figure for those who are not lucky of having a good financial
situation. Think about a child that lives on the streets or a child whose
father is unemployed, when the other kids, living in good conditions, start
showing their new toys, how suffering it is going to be to this poor child. I know
that I stopped believing on him, because I always wanted a bike that never came
and for my brother it was there, leant on his bed. The truth popped up before
my eyes and the hurt in my heart. What did I do to do not deserve the bicycle? I
was not mean! Who follows my blog knows that I am a survivor from the
Revolution of 64. My mom was used to paint, make some crafts and I went out to
sell them along with my Aunt Olivia, besides I sell them at the high school. In
the week that precedes the New Year, I went with my aunt to Caxias in order to
sell some t-shirts for my mom, so someone asked me why I was so sad and I said
that I had no idea why Santa Claus forgot one more time my bicycle. I was
wondering if he had really received my letter or If he switched me by another
child by mistake? Then one young lady called me at the corner, her name was
Leondina, and told me the truth, so I lost my ground, my mother had my brother
as favourite and me, the one who helped her that much, was not her favourite or
she didn’t like a girl like child, maybe it is, isn’t it? So Leondina told me
this way:
- Katia, do not be sad.
The human being in its biggest part has a bad essence. See how they treat the
animals and their neighbours. Christmas is a big mean lie, because it diminishes,
it segregates and it revolts those who cannot celebrate it.
I replied:
- No, it is not mean.
And her:
- No? Let’s see: your
neighbour doesn’t talk to you the whole year and in the Christmas he or she
wishes you a Merry Christmas and after you are forgotten during the round year
again. Do you want another example?
And I said her:
- I want it.
Then:
- The mother says to
Little John: “You cannot lie lad! It is ugly and God punishes who lies!” Right
after the mother comes back and asks: “What are you going to ask to Santa
Claus, my son? Do not forget to send the little letter, otherwise he will not
come”. Do you want a lie bigger than this one?
Coming back to the
current days I am going to pretend that he exists and ask him the truth in
first place, no inequality, where the people remind of the 10 commandments and make
to others what they would do for themselves and this Christmas spirit would
last the whole year, not this day of gluttonousness and many times of
ostentation, that the poor had eaten all the year long, with worthy health. I
do not wish that there is no corruption because it will always exist, it is
addicting and desiring that it gets extinguished is an utopia or a miracle and
I am very grounded. I believe in miracles, but not this one, because it depends
of the human being, not from God. My friend, I wish we have an awesome day 25th,26th,
27th… an awesome 2017!!!
Amen, kisses from the
friend Katia Paes.
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