東日本大震災
We have just celebrated 3/11, 12 years have passed.
I am sure that this day is etched in the minds of the Japanese people and the world as an unforgettable day.
No human being can ever compete with the wonders of natural disasters.
No one was to blame, but we all blamed ourselves.
They lost their loved ones and wondered what they could have done to help.
The people who were involved in the nuclear power industry also blamed themselves for their ignorance, which they had exposed to the wonders of the world.
I felt helpless to do anything while there were people suffering in the same country.
I wondered why I survived and why lives that should have been valued more were taken away from me.
In a place where people are close together, the cold-heartedness of people becomes evident at the same time.
Many groceries and consumables disappeared from supermarkets and convenience stores.
Even now, remnants of those days remain.
People are supposed to be merely taking up temporary residence in a place called the earth.
And yet, we arrogantly destroy the earth and nature as we feel like we are at the top of the food chain.
I think this is the outrageous behavior of capitalism.
In today's social system, where the first priority is to keep the economy going, it would be difficult not to lose one's head.
People are losing sight of what is important, being driven only by wealth, status, and honor, and are being weeded out and dying.
Even if they are alive, I think it can even be said that they are dead.
The daily news reports of wars and power struggles among nations disgust me to no end.
I can't help but think that the history of conflict from ancient times is human nature that will never change no matter how much technology flourishes.
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