This happened today (Feb 12th 2014) in Venezuela, in a peaceful protest carried out by college students in various cities across the country.
The demonstration was met with violence from the Venezuelan Armed Forces, the Government Police and armed groups. Two students were killed by gunshots, and many other were injured.
The media completely ignored the violent response towards the students, because all of our national TV channels are under control of the government.
Our own government is killing us, either with hunger or violence. Please, reblog. We need help in Venezuela!
This sculpture is called Miscarriage
I stared at this for so long…
Actually, it’s not titled “Miscarriage,” nor is it about that. It is actually about abortion.
"As an art student, Martin Hudáček of Slovakia was moved to create a sculpture to draw attention to the devastation abortion can bring to the woman, and to the fact that through the love and mercy of God, reconciliation and healing are possible.
The sculpture shows a woman in great sorrow grieving her abortion. The second figure in the work is the aborted child, presented as a young child, who in a very touching, healing way, comes to the mother, to offer forgiveness.
Martin, who named the work “Memorial for Unborn Children,” said the sculpture also “expresses hope which is given to believers by the One who died on the cross for us, and showed how much He cares about all of us.”
Marek Hudáček, brother of Martin, says both he and his brother were extremely surprised by the positive reactions from all over the world to the sculpture, “We did not expect it… The main intention of my brother to do the sculpture was not to be famous, but to speak about the important value of human life and the necessity to protect it from conception.” (source)
i know the further i go,
the harder i try, only keeps my eyes closed.
and somehow i’ve fallen in love
with this middle ground at the cost of my soul.
yet i know, if i stepped aside,
released the controls, you would open my eyes.
that somehow, all of this mess
is just an attempt to know the worth of my life…
…made of precious metals,
precious metals inside.
i’ll go anywhere you want me.