by Simon Jacobson
Each soul a universe. Each sufferer reflecting not one person’s pain, but all our pains. Death, loss, hopelessness – abundant commodities wherever you go.
And then, every week brings its share of singles (or ex-singles) desperate for a working relationship. Years go by, careers built, money earned, portfolios diversified – but all alone, unhappy, compensating in all possible (often destructive) ways, anything to relieve some of the loneliness of life.
Mentioning money – I look around and wonder if all the wealth generated today are bringing families closer, adding love or calming souls?
So much selfishness and insecurity, and all the complex mechanisms that obscure the ugliness of it all.
Lest we forget, there is much beauty around us.
