Blood and Borders (Part 3) In those tragic dramas of wars, no one is innocent. We simply cannot blame everything on the West, and it is also unwise to deem every Middle Easterner a terrorist. The blood we shed and borders we built raised questions to the conscience of humanity. Why is it that the shriek of hatred is far more louder than the chant of love? But humanity is not something to be questioned, rather, it is a faith to be restored. That faith supported our ancestors to travel through mountains and deserts; that faith united people together despite we are different; that faith was the voice of all the previous prophets, and that faith is the reason why there is a “human” in “humane”. If someone could sit on the cloud and overlook the earth, she wouldn’t notice the borders between nations. From her perspective, the earth is one nation itself. Perhaps that is the reason why the eaglet was so determined to fly. “You have no idea how hard I have looked for a gift to bring You. Nothing seemed right. What is the point of bringing gold to the gold mine, or water to the Ocean. Everything I came up with was like taking spices to the Orient. It is no good giving my heart and my soul because you already have these. So- I have brought you a mirror. Look at yourself and remember me.” —— Mevlana Jalaluddin Rumi