For a moment today I felt free;
And it was truly wonderful.
Ruminations
Thoughts in passing
Greater love has no one than this, that someone lay down his life for his friends.
Lesson 3 - Slow is smooth, smooth is fast
Once more into the fray...
Into the last good fight I’ll ever know.
Live and die on this day...
Live and die on this day.
The true test of civilization is, not the census, nor the size of cities, nor the crops--no, but the kind of man the country turns out.
Lesson 2 - Keep it simple, stupid
Let our brilliance make them look dark. No, let us not become darker ourselves on their account, like ail those who punish others and feel dissatisfied.
Vertigo-
I dreamed once I was atop a deep ravine.
A cacophony invaded my senses:
Thrashing metal, shattering glass, and a
guttural scream echoed a thousand times over.
The ravine, as if to suppress it, appeared to
constrict ever tighter.
I shuffled closer to the edge.
Peering over, I observed the source of the disturbance.
It did not come all at once.
It came in pieces.
Shattered glass spread across the ravine floor
like a dreadful constellation,
Metal arms and legs strewn about in an impressive performance of war,
Steel body of an automobile disfigured beyond comprehension,
As flames erupted indiscriminately from its chassis.
The flames began to roar,
And with it came another sound:
a cry for help.
My eyes were drawn to a small figure jutting from
what must have been the driver's seat moments before.
Up until now, the figure had been
indistinguishable from the chaos.
Now, as if aware of my presence, the man
raised his head pleadingly up to the top of the ravine where I stood.
My eyes widened--
Panic set in,
And a feeling of vertigo creeped into my body
like an unwelcomed guest.
It was me!
The man below was me!
The same face.
The same eyes.
Questions of how this could be were superseded by a most
primal desperation.
Please, is there anyone down there to help?
Save him!
Save me!
But there was no one.
I shouted.
I stomped by feet.
I tore at my hair.
Nobody.
I could only pace along the edge as the flames engulfed the man below.
A final visceral scream echoed through the ravine,
From which one of us I know not.
It was then I was startled awake,
Tears streaming down my face.
And of this filthy secret, I was unable to speak.