posted on Nov, 9 2004 @ 09:17 PM
Holding the remote after turning off the television and having viewed the mainstream media's take on world events. Sitting here my mind racing with
thoughts of destruction and fear of a future unknown.
I begin to reflect on where we have been and what has gotten us to this point, and I can't seem to escape that feeling.
My mind goes back to the raw images of war in Fallujah and all that was before, all the way back to September 11, 2001... I grow numb in a notion of
utter depression... I think of the election and again I can't seem to escape that feeling.
My nation is divided, my state is divided, my city is divided, and I can't even escape the division on the web site that once was my only escape... I
still can't get away from that feeling.
What are we doing?.. Why must it be this way?
I feel as though the country I live in has now lost the meaning of democracy, a time where an election is only a side show and no one's vote really
counts... What happened to that feeling of pride, unity and resolve?
Have I forgotten what optimism is?
I can't escape the visions of death and destruction that was brought to us in such shocking reality on 9/11, yet it is almost overshadowed by recent
events... and that damned feeling.
I can't look ahead and see a future for my children that does not come without the pain of the present being created... A price paid in part and a
debt left to them... and that damned feeling.
As I try to find hope, I see more death and destruction and find threats against us that are being ignored... Faces of people from a world we may not
have known but for this war... to often they are the faces of the dead... dammit there is that feeling again.
I was hopful that with the past election a new course would be set and the path to peace at last found, but now that seems like only a distant dream,
a tragic time we live in.. A world that seems darker than ever and a time in my life where I can't seem to escape that sinking feeling
Then I slapped myself, and in a moment of pure thought I came to understand the reality of all that gave me that feeling... We did not choose this
war... We did not pick this fight.. We did not create these enemies... We just reacted, They lit the fuse that exploded into this war, not us. We feel
like we have no choise because they have given us none... We are in the fight of our lives yet we really are only watching, for it is our sons and
daughters who are fighting.... And for them I do have a new feeling .. and I can only call it Pride.
Welcome to my manic moment..... And then I woke up!
[edit on 9-11-2004 by UM_Gazz]