Not the world itself, actually. I`d humans to be different. Better. But not the way you might think.
I want us to embrace our imperfectness, and evilness. Our flaws.
I want us to accept that we are not perfect and can never be ( and not only because there`s not just one way to it).
But we cannot continue to cause tragedies. At least, we have to minimize them.
Then we have to notice that our imperfectness`s are lovely. Fatness. Difficult natures we have. Pimples. Mustaches of women. People from other cultures. Those with different sexuality. Different ways of life. Et cetera, et cetera...
I have been taught, by others, that they are wrong.
I never believed them.
But those truths (because the are truths, but different, possibly horribly twisted truths) have been seethed to me in a way that they will not be exorcised away easily.
Like so many, I fight against the thoughts in my head. Evil Jinns that whisper malicious words to my brains hearing area.
We have to accept that it`s not so difficult.
We have to become truly multicultural. Melt every race together, to human race. True human race.
Not be like everybody else, but still understand that other ways of life are as correct as our own ways of living.
No matter if that would involve being a pedophile, a sadist, a masochist, a fucker of animals, a lover of peace, racist...
All of us (me included, maybe even especially) have to interact with everyone. Not just some.
We can never do that.
You know that I`m right. But you probably wont admit that to yourself (there`s a chance that you do, though).
Or worse yet...
You think I`m wrong.
I want to live in a world where you wouldn`t think so.
A world that would be...