Peace is possible – that is all that matters.
If we accept that peace is possible, and then set about imagining for ourselves a world in peace, we can make that possibility a reality. That reality will struggle for air when precedent is relied upon as a proof of impossibility.
I enjoy peace in the quivering stamen of a pink hibiscus bobbing in the breeze; in the clouds burling into pictorial messages; the sound of an operatic aria reaching for resolution; in the eye of my cockatiel who dares venture now onto my finger when not so long ago my hands represented creatures of utter malevolence. I find peace in the river moving past my door carrying with it the logs of last week’s storm. Seek peace, and you shall find it. I hope that wasn’t something Jesus said, but if he did, he was on to it!