Manifesto for a Less Divided World
It’s not the system. It’s not the media. It’s not even “the other.” It’s us. Us, humans. Our reactions, our certainties, our refusal to listen.
I don’t write to please.
I don’t write to convince.
I don’t write to be liked.
I write because I can’t not write. Because there’s a storm inside me. Because I see a world collapsing — not from the outside, but from within. Because I see people at war with themselves, without even realizing it. Parce que je vois des humains en guerre contre eux-mêmes, sans même le réaliser.
We are our own poison
We no longer know how to listen.
We no longer know how to nuance.
We no longer know how to talk without attacking.
We believe we hold the truth, even when it stands on nothing. We censor what we don’t even try to understand. We mock anything that challenges us.
We don’t debate anymore — we eliminate. We don’t seek to understand — we seek to win.
It’s not “them.” It’s us.
We’re the ones sharing empty catchphrases without ever questioning them. We’re the ones ridiculing a neighbor for thinking differently. We’re the ones clicking, judging, scorning — without ever truly listening.
We’ve become messengers of division. Megaphones of an inner war projected onto others.
We’ve forgotten that humanity isn’t a side. It’s a mirror. And what we see in it… is ugly.
Writing, so I don’t go deaf inside
I don’t write to impose my truth. I don’t have one.
I write to awaken numbed minds. To plant questions where certainties sit. To build bridges in a world obsessed with walls.
I believe we can do better. Not by attacking — but by relearning how to think for ourselves.
A space to breathe differently
This blog is my refuge. My space for free expression. My way of not suffocating in a world stuck on repeat.
Here, I’ll speak about what we avoid. About human contradictions. About social division. About the fire inside that refuses to be silenced.
Sometimes it’ll be raw.
Sometimes soft.
But always sincere.
I dream of a less divided world
A world where we can say “I don’t know.” A world where we can hear someone out without trying to destroy them. A world where we can finally look in the mirror and ask:
“Am I still thinking… or just repeating? Do I truly want peace… or just to win a fight with no end?”
If you’re asking yourself those questions... If you feel that tension between what you think and what you don’t dare to say... If something deep down tells you that something’s off in the way we treat each other...
Then welcome.
You’re in the right place. And you’re not alone.
S. Elizabeth Baril
