I Know him not? nor do I know what he has done, to be chased by that number of fully armed soldiers? . . .

What I really know is that those cowards do fear the right of this child to live safely and peacefully doing all those childish things innocently without any fear.

 

It is not important who he is? or who they are? there are a lot of them! what matters to me is that Yellow Hoodie which has caught my interest and rised the feeling of horror of the idea that they lack hummanity regardless of the person they are chasing whether a senile, a child or a baby.

 

Be sublimed and soar high you Yellow Hoodie from this deep swamp. Fly high seeking peace in heavens . . .

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Keep soaring for safer and more secured lands than this humble dump stained with pain and brutality of mankind!

 

It is a swamp that is airless stiffling and dark.

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The image that I have drawn is not so dull. For it has gained the colour of a clear blue sky embroidered with white clouds. It is an image full of purity and serenity of soul supported with eternal hope soaring over the deep downfall. Everytime it is smashed and buried that soul rises soaring with pride over that indegnity.

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This is not philosophy! I wonder if the search for peace and decent living would become an intrecate philosophical puzzle.

 

In fact, every soul is created with the nature of indulgence and bounty in order to build and interact with love and peace with the others.

 

It is something sublime over evil and indecency to build and establish a stable ground for love and peace.