Deep alien grief

There is a profound sense of horror when our fellow man hurts another.

It can only be more unthinkable when the victim is unsuspecting and the crime bloody.

What about law abiding and completely innocent?

Surely then, the profundity is most extreme when the victim is a child.

What about several children?

Witness to trauma, the likes of which you or I can never fathom.
And then turned upon, themselves.

The horror and bloody scenes that have played out in the last few days in Australia have shocked and devastated millions.
I am one of them.
I cant make sense of it.

I am left, like so many of you wondering what the fuck is going on. And why.
I am not superstitious, but really, the gravity of recent events is beyond normal comprehension.

I am feeling so heavy of heart.
And confused.
So confused.

How can anyone hurt a child, ever, in any way? How could anyone hurt someone they don't even know? For no reason. Robbing children of a mother. Robbing babies of their lives.

There is a very definite loss of innocence when we experience these kinds of events.
These kinds of events?
Who am I kidding?
This doesn't happen.
This is exceptional and unthinkable.

Bloody massacres and mass stabbings?
Its a horrible, awful nightmare.
In real life.

It changes us and scars us and makes us different.
Harder.
More numb.

The injustice is just a withering weed and our bewilderment is only a puff of smoke.

No reaction can measure up to the brutal reality which is essentially someone else's actual reality.

Empathy is stretched to beyond limits and there can only be heads shaking and tears rolling.

No words that make any sense.

Just deep alien grief.
Grief that doesn't belong, and never should have been.