I was driving home from a grocery run and this kid no more than 4 years old caught my eye at a stop sign. He was staring at me and as I looked over at him, he smiled and waved. I smiled and waived back and he was so happy he got someone to wave back at him. I assume it was some game he was playing to see who would wave. I gave him a little honk-honk and left.
I don't know what the fuck happened to me but I got really emotional. All I could picture was a kid that probably looks exactly like him somewhere in a bunker having God knows what done to him.
I have had a very hard time sleeping over the past 5 years just thinking about the horrors. It comes at me time to time.
This particular moment hit me like a fucking brick. I went silent after and my wife noticed it. Obviously, I didn't say anything to her about what I was really thinking but man, that kids face is tattooed into my brain now.
Yeah, its heart breaking to think the atrocities that have been committed to young children throughout the world.
Child Sacrifice rituals. Adrenochrome farms in China. War casualties.
It makes me sick that our tax dollars are literally being used to fucking murder men, women and children in the name of freedom and democracy. The worst part is that people believe the propaganda and fuckin celebrate this shit.
I was holding my brothers son a few weeks ago and i just kept thinking that this little guy here is the future of not just our family but the world. How we take care of our children will have huge consequences on the future.