Contrasts in my world

I am skiing on soft newfallen snow, and my sticks are hitting the snow regularly.. My skis are moving smothly through the snow. Pictures are switching in my mind: Earthquake, psunami; an old man is trying to find his family in the ruins of all the houses; nothing is left. Tens of thousands burried alive. Two children of a family of seven are left behind after the rest of the family is brutally killed in one of the settlements of Israel. Their heart were pierced through with knives and their throats cutted..
I am skiing in soft newfallen snow and my sticks are hitting the snow regularly. My skis are moving smoothly through the snow.....