Grady 'not just a Da' Bell (buachailloeirne) wrote in blurred_media, @ 2008-09-30 03:18:00 |
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All of Ireland stood still this weekend in the impatient arrival of one man. Karol Wojtyla, more famously known as Pope John Paul II, sent nearly every man, woman, and even some children packing to flock to a handful of cities cast throughout the island. Thousands congregated at Phoenix Park in Dublin, his Holiness' first stop on the only visit Eire has seen from a Holy Figure since Saint Padraig himself near a century-and-a-half ago, to celebrate Mass. Still more watched on the telly (a Muggle device depicting events as they occur) along the Pope's 48-hour excursion. Among the words he brought for his Irish children -- a pleading for peace. 'On my knees I beg of you to turn away from the paths of violence and to return to the ways of peace.'   In his same address at Killineer, his Holiness continued, 'Those who resort to violence always claim that only violence brings about change. You must know there is a political, peaceful way to justice.' These words do not stop with the faithful. The Pope -- a long-standing representation of Saint Peter, the first leader of Christ's church, from which also stemmed the Church of England as well as other Christian faiths -- is continuing his travels to the States tomorrow, most likely with the same prayer of peace and unity. While Ireland is having her inner disputes between the homeland and the North, we, the Wizarding Community, are also at war. You-Know-Who has issued a demand or two, powered by terrorist actions aimed not only at those he appears to despise but, even more recently, on our own children. My own daughter is not even old enough to say 'Hogwarts', but she will, someday, walk the same corridors, assuming the school hasn't been blown up first. I fully believe in the will of mankind to turn these hard time around and see that she earns a proper wizarding education, through acts of brotherhood rather than spite. If every man had stood up to You-Know-Who and merely ignored the threat he made against Tinworth, there would have been less violence the day innocent Muggleborns were swinging from trees, for no act other than carrying out their daily lives; less blood on innocent souls who felt there was nothing else they could do but ripple outward the position of 'kill or be killed.' Stand up, wizarding comrades, and be faithful to what may truly be written on your souls. Stop seeing your fellow man as a Muggleborn or a Pureblood, heathen or nutter, Unionist or Nationalist. We are all created the same. We all bleed; we all crave life. We all have the power to end this war before any further lives are lost. 'Pax vobiscum. Et cum spiritu tuo.' May peace be with you. With thy spirit, too. |