it's like walking with the wounded.
i just watched "United 93". wow....
not many people have ever had to go through what those people went through. those were the people that overcame the hijackers and crashed the plane before it hit the capitol building. those scenes where people are calling their friends and family for the last time in the air was tearing me apart to say the least. where the fuck do these guys get off to use anything to justify killing innocent people? The whole time I watched it, I was thinking about how brutally I would beat down those dudes if I had the chance, if I was there. I made me kinda feel ashamed of myself for thinking that but in that situation I don't know if I could keep my cool. Ending people's lives- innocent people's lives- because they don't think like you and have the same values as you is about the most evil and fucked up act I think anyone can commit on this earth besides rape and a few others I can't think of.
i was thinking too about if I knew I was going to die and I had a chance to talk to A family member or a couple of friends at most, what would I say? I know I'd be crying. I don't think I'd be crying because I knew I was going to die soon, but rather because I would be thinking about all the great times we had together and the love that was shared and how beautiful it all was...all racing through my head at once. I think I can truly say right now that I'm thankful to be alive. All the financial and school demands and woes don't seem so bad anymore cause I know I've got people that love me and I love them back the same.
i can't hate those men. in all actuality, they were my brothers just like anyone else is. that still doesn't make me stop wanting to just go up in one of their faces and scream, "why?" and take all the pain and suffering and grief and terror that they've caused for what they've done and channel it into my hands and put it all on them. make them see and feel the pain of thousands of widows, fatherless and motherless children, friends, and when it was all over look them in the eye and ask, "was it worth it?"........
yeah, i'm capable of thinking some horrible thoughts. I feel ashamed of myself in a way for doing so but i felt like writing what was truly on my mind.....the golden rule comes to mind.
"do unto others as you would have them do unto you." this is the right thing, i know.
i have to go write a stupid poetry journal now. if you like being happy, don't ever ever take english 2027.
not many people have ever had to go through what those people went through. those were the people that overcame the hijackers and crashed the plane before it hit the capitol building. those scenes where people are calling their friends and family for the last time in the air was tearing me apart to say the least. where the fuck do these guys get off to use anything to justify killing innocent people? The whole time I watched it, I was thinking about how brutally I would beat down those dudes if I had the chance, if I was there. I made me kinda feel ashamed of myself for thinking that but in that situation I don't know if I could keep my cool. Ending people's lives- innocent people's lives- because they don't think like you and have the same values as you is about the most evil and fucked up act I think anyone can commit on this earth besides rape and a few others I can't think of.
i was thinking too about if I knew I was going to die and I had a chance to talk to A family member or a couple of friends at most, what would I say? I know I'd be crying. I don't think I'd be crying because I knew I was going to die soon, but rather because I would be thinking about all the great times we had together and the love that was shared and how beautiful it all was...all racing through my head at once. I think I can truly say right now that I'm thankful to be alive. All the financial and school demands and woes don't seem so bad anymore cause I know I've got people that love me and I love them back the same.
i can't hate those men. in all actuality, they were my brothers just like anyone else is. that still doesn't make me stop wanting to just go up in one of their faces and scream, "why?" and take all the pain and suffering and grief and terror that they've caused for what they've done and channel it into my hands and put it all on them. make them see and feel the pain of thousands of widows, fatherless and motherless children, friends, and when it was all over look them in the eye and ask, "was it worth it?"........
yeah, i'm capable of thinking some horrible thoughts. I feel ashamed of myself in a way for doing so but i felt like writing what was truly on my mind.....the golden rule comes to mind.
"do unto others as you would have them do unto you." this is the right thing, i know.
i have to go write a stupid poetry journal now. if you like being happy, don't ever ever take english 2027.