“Such a fine, sunny day, and I have to go… What does my death matter, if through us, thousands of people are awakened and stirred to action?”
(Sophie Scholl)
These were the last words of a member of the resistance group White Rose, which fought against Nazi rule during WWII. Facing the guillotine at 21, her only hope was for people to be awakened to the hate she witnessed and fought to suppress. Her wish remains alive in stirring people to action. But who can act in love in a world focused on the absolute love for money? Is there space in any heart to love, protect, and support one another? We prefer to keep the romanticism alive by suggesting in astounding delusion that we are compassionate, that we seek harmony, or that we want only to act lovingly. Yet we behave and purposefully act in manners conducive to oppression and domination. We remain comfortably, idly, and significantly indifferent to the plight of the lives perishing all around us. Indifference is the void of love.
