Missiles launched to repel the invaders. Brave defense of our people, our lands and castles, our way of life and our traditions. Victory. Justice.
What do you see?
Incoming weapons from those who mean to destroy us. The precursor to an occupation, meant to soften our defenses and our will. Terror. Helplessness. Another horror to endure.
What do you see?
A stream, clean and blue, winding along the base of a hill. Peace, of a sort.
What do you see?
A house on a hill. Its inhabitants far away from my problems, from our problems. Their doors perpetually shut to us.
Good. All of that is there, and more. Next question, everyone:
Why do you see what you see?
(for more about this little writing project, click here)