Who you are and where you stand in the struggle

my biggest frustration is how much people ignore their own surroundings. its always frustrated me... while in LA, people who live in lofts on 5th and broadway live two blocks from skid row but will probably never know what its like to be their neighbors. just as it is here in nicaragua, specifically in managua and in la chureca. what must it be like for the casa pellas car dealership owner to know that the rims on a car in his lot are worth more than 10 houses a block away from his business. what must it be like to not realize whats in front of you eventhough you smell it, you step on it, you see it right in front of you... what must it be like to blame the world and the government for what youve failed to do to help your neighbor. its easier to blame something bigger than you, something you would consider inevitable in order to ease the pain of knowing youre only as strong as your weakest link in society.

to see yourself in the mirror and see the face of the broken and their despair instead of seeing how lucky you are for not being born in a dump.

for those who know me, im the first one to criticize the goverment, society, the church, etc. i can criticize just as everyone else does but if i have not love and i have not passion to change the things that are before me or to never be satisfied with the way this world is going, than i have no right to criticize. unless i live and breathe my neighbors struggle, i am at fault for his pain and for his situation.

i know this seems a bit sad but God never called us to make each other feel good about our inactivity. He´s called us to call each other out when we remain silent while our brothers and sisters are screaming for help.

thats it for me. oh, and we´re at la chureca now. the managua trash dump where over 800 people live, eat, and work off of the trash. google it.

.dory.