The apathetic

It might be wrong and it might be right

 A Post subject to debate

 Not trying to make up a theology now;

 But somehow it seems as if in my mind

 There are two types of people those who oppose injustice, and those who don’t.

 Those who will fight the good fight and those who won’t

 And it has been established in the back of my mind that those who stand against injustice and fight corruption are the stronger

 The more courageous,

 The ones who sacrifice the most,

 More noble

 The good…

 More true to themselves

 Here it is the more true to THEMSELVES.

 Versus the apathetic

 The indifferent,

 The weak

The insincere


But those who fight are not always the ones more true to themselves

From what it seems sometimes one can shake a fist

Revolt, not out of being true to one self

On the contrary

To hush his own self

Not out of courage, but out of fear

Fear of facing his personal injustice

Hiding in the injustice of others

It is easier to defend a cause, then to confront your own

For to defend a cause, you are more noble, a hero

But to defend your right to live, is too messy, too self-centered


I am coming to sympathize with the apathetic 

For perhaps the apathetic have failed to contribute to the greater good

But succeeded in failing both

Dealing with his own injustice that led him to be indifferent towards horrible things

And failed contributing to the greater good of the community

And if Sacrifice is the giving up (something valued) for the sake of other considerations

Isn’t the apathetic the one sacrificing more?


Perhaps one’s sense of responsibility towards others in a less fortunate state is mistakenly used as measure to someone’s degree of humility and goodness in his own eyes.

Perhaps whether one is apathetic or not when it comes to injustice in other’s lives, has nothing to do with one’s humbleness and nobility

But everything to do with one’s response to pain and injustice in his own life

Perhaps it’s not a matter of nobility, but a matter of vulnerability.

And vulnerability is the high value to be sought after.

Vulnerability is what really saves in the mess,

A protesting fist and a loud voice doesn’t always do the job

It might make one sleep in peace, but doesn’t bring food to the table

Perhaps it takes a limping leg, to walk slower, see more, and see those who are slower


After all the ONE, who saved, fought and won.


But he still with a vulnerable heart.


“To love at all is to be vulnerable. Love anything and your heart will be wrung and possibly broken. If you want to make sure of keeping it intact you must give it to no one, not even an animal. Wrap it carefully round with hobbies and little luxuries; avoid all entanglements. Lock it up safe in the casket or coffin of your selfishness. But in that casket, safe, dark, motionless, airless, it will change. It will not be broken; it will become unbreakable, impenetrable, irredeemable. To love is to be vulnerable.” CS LEWIS

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