When I am here I feel so alive, everything feels just right. This is an amazing place. Everyone is filled with so much love. People seem to not have any walls up around them; everyone trusts which to me is absolutely beautiful. There is something that I find so comforting here but I cannot put my finger on it. I love the energy here, I love all the children everywhere laughing and playing with each other. I love the chaos of the world within the souks. I love the smells, the dirt, the dust- everything is real. I haven’t met any presumptuous people. Everyone is humble. People care for one another here.
Lately I have been having a hard time relating to western civilization. I find it too superficial and lacking understanding. The west only wants to make every place a copy of itself. The west tries to force change upon others. They do not understand that you cannot force change upon anyone. The west is greedy and selfish and filled only with false complications. Everyone is obsessed with the quick-fix scheme. Other parts of the world especially poorer parts are filled with compassion and humility. The west (most of) do not even have in inkling of understanding. The west looks down upon the poor and anyone who is different.
Every time I visit I gain so many beautiful memories and make so many wonderful friends. Everyone I have met has been truly genuine.