My philosophies changed when I turned 16, I’ve opened myself up to a world full of possibilities and try my best to see everything in its best light. In today’s world, it’s hard to find anything good in something so horrifying. You cannot find beauty in blood that is on the streets.
You cannot find serenity in a room full of people screaming. It is almost impossible to find light in the darkness of tragedy, but it is what happens after that is extraordinary. Strangers hug and cry into each other's shoulders like they’ve been friends for 15 years. Candles are lit to extinguish the darkness that covers the crime scenes. Flowers are left on the streets, because lifeless flowers are much easier on the eye than lifeless bodies. Songs of sadness are carried from block to block, representing the cries of innocence that have been snatched away by heartless souls with cold hands and warm guns.
So…with that, my philosophy is this: Everything will be okay in the end. If it’s not okay, then it isn’t the end.