Thoughts with the broken and wounded souls
Copy&Paste from my myspace thing...just wanted it here too...
I'd like to say that this isn't a thing for me, usually I could care less about these blogs and wouldn't put anything serious or of great concern here, but...for some reason this has bothered me a lot. Kinda like 9-11, something I had no direct connection to, knew no one involved, hurt, or killed in, and yet, still deaply disturbing to my core. I guess I should be looking at it differently; I mean, after all, if it had no impact on me at all, at any level, THEN I should be concerned, right? Still...it's also the foreboding sense that I had that bothers me too...I'm not sure what to make of it.
Monday morning's events in Virginia were aweful. Initially, I had no idea what to make of it. Now, after having had a day and a half to think about it...I still don't know what to think about it. Does it suggest an evaluation of gun control? Does it underscore the need for personal defense training? Does it speak to the darkness that can come from a heart burdened with sadness beyond dispair? People in the 'States and around the world have already started using this event as a debate point for or against gun control, but I won'd address that right now, it's far too close to the event to use it in such a calous way. Maybe it says something about how "safe" we are in our free society, on college campuses, and so on. I really don't know. In all honesty, I'd rather it leave my mind, I have other things that I need to concentrate on.
If nothing else, this does underscore the power of Humanity to come together in times of adversity and tragedy...the true power of the Human spirit. When things go bad, lots of people have this innate need to assign blame, to have somebody, ANYBODY, as a scapegoat. Basically, as long as someone suffers or pays for it, such people are happy. But what good does that do? The dead are dead, the wounded are wounded, and there are family, friends, students, and townspeople that will never be the same. The damage is done. In the end, all that matters is that people are hurting, and that other people are comming together so that these people don't have to face their pain all alone. Right now, nothing else matters. In days and weeks to come, people can propose changes and do all the Monday morning quarterbacking they want...and this WILL be happening, don't doubt it...but right now, that's not important.
This also serves as a painful example of what happens when a person in pain and dispair is left to it...alone. Few people in this world may be loners for life and maintain their sanity. We're all in this together, we gotta look out for each other, ya know? If you have a quiet friend, try to be a true friend to them, sometimes it takes only one person...in fact, more often than not, one person in the right place with the right heart can make all the difference in the world. But maybe I'm just being...
The thoughts and prayers of a nation are with these people feeling so much pain, and mine are added to that already monumental list. How it plays out across the nation, what comes of it, and so on...that only time will tell. Shall we once again sacrifice freedom for elusive pseduo-safety? Should we become a police state...or a truly free state, to prevent it? Such questions will be asked, and likely foolish people will make decisions of folly...but right now...none of that matters. We can worry about tomorrow as it comes. First we must face the dawn of a new day, bringing us out of the darness of the night. Then, once we can see the events of the night in the new day's light with the healing dews spreading across the land, then we can face the new day...
P.S. I gotta remember to ask Master Johnson about gun/knife defense, and possibly a basic throw. Gee, wonder if I'll remember...
P.P.S. Gah...and why IS this bothering me so much? But then again, would I truly prefer to be so callous that it not affect me or my mind at all...?
I'd like to say that this isn't a thing for me, usually I could care less about these blogs and wouldn't put anything serious or of great concern here, but...for some reason this has bothered me a lot. Kinda like 9-11, something I had no direct connection to, knew no one involved, hurt, or killed in, and yet, still deaply disturbing to my core. I guess I should be looking at it differently; I mean, after all, if it had no impact on me at all, at any level, THEN I should be concerned, right? Still...it's also the foreboding sense that I had that bothers me too...I'm not sure what to make of it.
Monday morning's events in Virginia were aweful. Initially, I had no idea what to make of it. Now, after having had a day and a half to think about it...I still don't know what to think about it. Does it suggest an evaluation of gun control? Does it underscore the need for personal defense training? Does it speak to the darkness that can come from a heart burdened with sadness beyond dispair? People in the 'States and around the world have already started using this event as a debate point for or against gun control, but I won'd address that right now, it's far too close to the event to use it in such a calous way. Maybe it says something about how "safe" we are in our free society, on college campuses, and so on. I really don't know. In all honesty, I'd rather it leave my mind, I have other things that I need to concentrate on.
If nothing else, this does underscore the power of Humanity to come together in times of adversity and tragedy...the true power of the Human spirit. When things go bad, lots of people have this innate need to assign blame, to have somebody, ANYBODY, as a scapegoat. Basically, as long as someone suffers or pays for it, such people are happy. But what good does that do? The dead are dead, the wounded are wounded, and there are family, friends, students, and townspeople that will never be the same. The damage is done. In the end, all that matters is that people are hurting, and that other people are comming together so that these people don't have to face their pain all alone. Right now, nothing else matters. In days and weeks to come, people can propose changes and do all the Monday morning quarterbacking they want...and this WILL be happening, don't doubt it...but right now, that's not important.
This also serves as a painful example of what happens when a person in pain and dispair is left to it...alone. Few people in this world may be loners for life and maintain their sanity. We're all in this together, we gotta look out for each other, ya know? If you have a quiet friend, try to be a true friend to them, sometimes it takes only one person...in fact, more often than not, one person in the right place with the right heart can make all the difference in the world. But maybe I'm just being...
The thoughts and prayers of a nation are with these people feeling so much pain, and mine are added to that already monumental list. How it plays out across the nation, what comes of it, and so on...that only time will tell. Shall we once again sacrifice freedom for elusive pseduo-safety? Should we become a police state...or a truly free state, to prevent it? Such questions will be asked, and likely foolish people will make decisions of folly...but right now...none of that matters. We can worry about tomorrow as it comes. First we must face the dawn of a new day, bringing us out of the darness of the night. Then, once we can see the events of the night in the new day's light with the healing dews spreading across the land, then we can face the new day...
P.S. I gotta remember to ask Master Johnson about gun/knife defense, and possibly a basic throw. Gee, wonder if I'll remember...
P.P.S. Gah...and why IS this bothering me so much? But then again, would I truly prefer to be so callous that it not affect me or my mind at all...?