THINGS TO PONDER


“Sometimes I feel like I am watching a giant balloon being filled with dirty, contaminated water when I am watching the news of the day. I know it is going to burst at some point, and many people will be affected. I hate the suspense, but I can not get myself to stop watching the news, because I have been waiting for this moment all my life, even though I know the end result will be dreadful.”

“Some people argue that guns don’t kill people, it’s the person pulling the trigger that kills. If we accept that point of view than Fentanyl does not kill people, it is the person who takes or injects the drug that kills them self. So why are we going to war against the manufactures and providers of the drug? If we are truly concerned about the gun violence and the drug overdosing, would the solution not be to surrender the guns and decriminalize the drugs so that those who choose that style of life can get them from local pharmacies in safe doses?”

I worry for the Crow population once the Truth is made known.

Beheadings are shocking and it is hard to imagine how anyone can be that cruel… yet, from my perspective and personal experience, an almost instant death by beheading may be more humane for the victim, than the indiscriminate bombings of civilian targets, leaving innocent victims trapped for hours and days, before succumbing to their wounds, beneath the rubble of their home.

Christians are welcome to their opinions… but their Bible says “Judge not that ye be not judged”. Of what do they accuse me of doing that would require my repentance? I will take my chances that the Life I have lived will be sufficient to qualify me for any reward that may await us in eternity. If it is not, then why would I want to spend my eternity with people who had not earned their reward, but were simply given a free pass because they acknowledged someone with leverage?

I have forgotten their names and even their faces have become blurred with the passing of time. It wasn’t intentional, but how else could I live, knowing 11 men died, so I could survive? They say “Life goes on.” and “Time heals all wounds.” For some, that may be true… but for others like me, these words have less meaning… for the Scars, we must carry to our grave.

God is the only thespian in an unscripted performance, and our bodies are the elaborate costumes He uses to disguise His identity… while performing the diverse roles of a myriad of characters in the story of CREATION.

Having completed 80 years of Living in Form, I can tell you that I am still enjoying Life as it is… however, I am also looking forward to shedding this body and experiencing the freedom of flight again. There is so much more I want to know about this Energy we call Life but will have to wait until I earn my death certificate from this Kindergarten course before I can move on to the First Grade.

As the last Marine to survive a deadly ambush, I have often wondered if, the Consciousness I regained beneath the wreckage of the medevac helicopter, was the same Consciousness I had before the accident… or had I died and created a new Consciousness, while those I left behind for dead now mourn for me instead? 

Most Truths are either black or white… but few men can expound on them without adding a bit of color.

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