There is nothing this world needs more than empathy.
I want to build an empathy bomb, big enough to envelop the whole world in an explosion of empathy. If all the fed can feel the pangs of hunger that others feel, if all the unjust could feel the anguish that victims feel, and if all the liars can feel the betrayal caused by their deceit, perhaps this would be a better earth. A slightly more tolerable planet on which to live, in which to love, and finally, perhaps our departure from it would be less of a relief and more of a finale.
As always, I miss PKD, a man I’ve never met, and I wish that Bruno, if only for a moment, had had a glimpse of what his truths would mean to those that have come to know him four hundred years after he was set aflame.
“Che cadro morto a terra“, he said, “that much is certain, ma che vita parregia al morire mio“.
We are lesser men, in a lesser world, living lesser lives.
