People starving when tons of unsold food is thrown away globally because people couldn’t afford to purchase the food, that’s violence.
People dying and going bankrupt to pay for their healthcare, that’s violence.
People being evicted from their homes when there are more houses than there are houseless people, that’s violence.
Clara sometimes asks me if I dream. “Course I dream”. I tell her. ”Everybody dreams”. ”But what do you dream about?" she’ll ask. "The same thing everybody dreams about." I tell her. "I dream about where I’m going." She always laughs at that. "But you’re not going anywhere - you’re just wandering about." That’s not true. Not any more. I have a new destination. My journey is the same as yours, the same as anyone’s. It’s taken me so many years, so many lifetimes, but at last I know where I’m going, where I’ve always been going. Home… the long way round.