Born in Israel to a Jewish father and Syrian mother, Rose Mary Levin’s parents migrated to America when she was just 11 years old. Mary, as she liked to be called has devoted her life to helping migrants from the war-torn country of her Mother’s birth. More than a million men, women, and children have been massacred in Syria by the Syrian government and the many factions fighting for and against Syrian rule.
It wasn’t a difficult decision for Mary as to where her focus would be when she was paid a visit by her best friend Samantha Garcia.
I don’t know how to thank you, Sam. I will, but for now, I don’t have a moment to spare, I’m going to Syria and free my people.
Newspapers, television and the Internet are abuzz. Headlines, “Millions disappear, Feared Dead in Syria”. “Aleppo, Damascus, Homs and nearly every city in Syria are ghost towns. The people have vanished overnight.”
Hi, my name is Rose. I didn’t really have much time to think out my plan. It just seemed so simple to me that I could now for the first time in my life actually do something to save my people.
It was a miracle, one simple command to my assistant, who I named David, and I’m actually standing in the middle of the square in Damascus that I visited quite often when I was a child. It certainly didn’t look the same.
Soldiers were everywhere, fighting, gun shots and screaming.
It caught on like a forest fire and a virus combined. I liberated forty maybe fifty people, and within a half hour at most, the screaming stopped, the gunfire stopped, finally there was peace. Within hours it spread to other cities and by early the next day it was spreading throughout the Middle East.
Everyone had their own agendas and within just a few days the world came to a standstill. Planes were sitting idle at airports, trains, buses, trucks, and cars were nowhere to be seen. Commerce industry and transportation had come to a complete stop. And if you were one of the unlucky ones that had not been blessed with an amorganon, you would think the world had come to an end and you were one of the last survivors.
Back in the 1960’s, someone proposed a so-called “separation theory”. The theory was that we are all just six degrees of separation apart. That means you could choose anyone in the world, even a Queen or King and by connecting with people you knew, you could reach that king or queen by reaching out to only six people. By 2015 with the Internet reaching half the world, that number was hypothetically reduced to just four people.
Within a matter of days, that theory is no longer a theory or even a discussion. The number is now “ONE”.
But, for the billions of people now with a new vision, life was now more, well, more everything. The world has changed dramatically. There are no more borders, no more countries, no more walls, and hopefully no more cheating, no more lying, and no more killing.