I believe that deep down every human is nice and loving. What makes us human has something to do with being mammals in that we have in the beginning a close tie to our mother. Drinking her milk, she giving it to us, caring about us and teaching us how to perceive the world. Love is the beginning of all humanity. Then what makes us human is that we can choose to not hurt something or someone even if it sometimes isn’t in our best interest. Many times we choose to help another person even if it means party dismissing on our well being. We like to make others happy.

So how is it that so many people kill? How is it that humans are able to go to war? How is it that some are serial killers or mass murderers?

Hurting someone or killing someone can come in two ways.

The first is a bug in our software. Malfunction in someones perception of reality. A twisted mind. Created through extreme pain in the childhood, through chemicals, through abuse, brainwashing disillusion. This is how people like Breivik or Hitler came to be.

The second way to kill is when you connect to your reptile instincts. Your reptile part of your brain and you become an animal on purpose. You kill in battle. You know that you are killing humans just like you at first, but you soon turn this feeling off. You need to become a reptile without a memory. A lion kills for food, you follow orders. You turn off the essence of what makes you human. Empathy.

Without either being mentally different or switching off the part that makes you human you are not able to hurt or kill, since it would go against what makes us humans or even against what makes us mammals.

War is in fact the most unnatural thing there is. War is the most inhuman way of solving problems. War promoted by bureaucrats, by technocrats is the most synthetic perversion there is. Pushing your agenda forward by wanting other people to kill. To turn off the part that makes them human.

Why do people choose to join the military? Why do people choose to fight? Why do some control many through force and why do the masses many times worship dictators?

From time to time people need to perform a hygiene of their soul. Look at how they are living and look at their values from a distance and ask themselves if everything is OK, or not. It’s the same with art and design. You design something on Monday, but best practice says that you need to take one day off and look at what you did on Wednesday. If it’s still OK, then it’s OK. If not, then remake it.

Following a path only because you were following it up until now isn’t the right attitude. Everything can change from one day to another. Everyone can change.

Is someone really responsible for anyone else if the people you meet are actually in your head. How can you actually really understand someone other than opening their thoughts and drinking them to the last drop, living their life.

But how can you live your life and living the life of someone else at the same time.

It’s maybe the moment when you love someone and you encounter their true self. Not the masquerade of the day, but the raw human dreams they have. Their naked desires, fears, their perception.

Don’t feel guilty for your actions that affect people who you don’t love. Even for the most extreme ones, because you cannot really understand the true self of strangers and all what happens in their mind. We can’t really know the true effects of our actions, since others thoughts don’t pop up as our own.

Love is in a way the acceptance of someone others internal love. Acceptance that someone else feels love towards what you represent for her or him. Empathy in knowing that the other person feels good about what you are creating & how you are affecting them.

So be nice to someone. Try to make them feel good. Make them feel love towards you. Close the cycle and be happy. Also don’t feel bad about people trying to make you feel guilt, because guilt is nothing else than others trying to inflict pain to you. Fight guilt.

Connect in love, disconnect in guilt.

Love is painful. Drawing.

When you come my demons go away.

Tempera and pencil on paper painting.