Lion Heart

    Of all the photos i have seen in my life many have impressed me on a higher level than the photo i choose to display, but i can not say any of those photos lingered in my mind and provoked my thoughts and emotions long after i took my eyes off the photo. Only this photo's presence was persistent above all other images of higher quality or better composition.

    This image always leaves lingering feelings of starting a great enlightening revolution, to speak out to all those sleeping fools in the world that are so preoccupied with meaningless things that repels us farther and farther away from being affectionate humans.

    This photo protest the notions that we have in our society of endless consumption and buying to feel complete or to say only if i have this i can do that, only if i had that i could finally stand and speak up about cruel inhumanity in the world that we are all distracted or even turn away from, from being preoccupied with minuscule things in our selfish and self centered life.  on the contrary the image protest that we need nothing more than what we already have to stand up, just as a bare footed child with a stone in his hand can stand up against tower steel.  the child nor the stone can damage or apprehend a tank, its the emotions a fearless child can evoke in people like me and you.

  As a person that lives in such society, i understand and can't blame anyone for being so oblivious and ignorant of such things because i myself find myself wrapped up and preoccupied with the stresses of school, work and paying bills in an endless cycle that is still enforced not out of necessity of our current times but for the mere fact is that it was a necessity back then and now people like me and you won't stand up to say that no longer does another have to lose for us to win.  its only when i stare at this photo i am ripped from the midst of the endless distractions and makes me think about others and how our fortunate lives are paid for with their misfortunes.  This photo makes me wonder how a man can lose such powerful elements of what makes us humans, i wonder how we came to live like mice in a maze when a child with nothing can be a lion. and how maybe one day in our pasts we were all born with a lion heart.

  This is the only photo that i will forever relate to every time i feel or speak of courage and true love. and i hope as you read my written words that your focus would be on the core of the image and not the composition or quality of my writing, because after our feelings came to existence first then language was an invented apparatus that attempts to communicate the feelings we have.  As we all know that most of our big worries and quarrels in life are caused by miscommunication, so i as that you see and read with the heart and not you eyes.